Melody Patterson Nude Novels & Stories

I’m already under the shower, the hot water flowing down my shoulders. He looks at me. He sees me naked. But nothing. No reaction. Not a beat of desire. He comes in anyway. He helps me lather my body, caressing me gently. But he doesn’t even get hard. His movements are empty. His gaze is elsewhere. I turn slowly, my expression hard. — You don’t want me anymore, I whisper. Even that, you can’t give me? He lowers his eyes. Ashamed. Lost. — I’m sorry.

And the worst part is she’s doing this to me right now, tempting me, driving me wild while I’m stuck miles away. “Take off your shirt Rhett,” she whispers, her soft voice driving me crazy. I quickly take off my shirt. A moan escapes her, her eyes glued to my bare body, biting her lips in pleasure. She cups her melons, fondling them in a way that makes me want to get into this phone. I drop on the soft couch and Lucy takes off her dress, I groan softly, staring at her juicy melons, the nipples hard and teasing. I quickly take off my pants and position the camera where Lucy would see my hardness…

It was already dark outside and Melody has been in the bathroom for way too long. "Mells, are you still alive in there?" I asked sarcastically, waiting for her response. As I heard the bathroom door open I looked up from my book, gaping at Melody's beautiful body. She was wearing her new pink nightdress that was made of soft silk which made her pregnant belly look sexy. "What do you think?" She asked, turning around for me with her mouth quirked up. I stared at her for a while longer, enjoying my view, then as I watched her smile and dance for me I grinned at her, pushing myself not to turn into my wolf form.

Jeremy's POV After listening to Melody's shameless statement, I stared at her, frozen. She began to undress slowly. I swallowed hard as my body reacted, watching her strip. She had her back turned to me while she slowly pulled the zip from the middle of her back down. She turned and faced me. She smiled and removed the band she was holding her hair with, allowing her blonde hair to freely flow down her shoulder, hanging midway above her chest, but also beyond her chin. She bounces her hair, disentangling it by shaking her head from left to right. I blinked twice but never took my gaze off her. She smiled seductively and pushed the dress from her shoulder, allowing it to slip down her body to

The next thing Calley heard was Nelly exclaiming: “Hey—oh my god! Why is there a nude painting of you up there?!” She laughed at Nelly’s reaction. Somehow, she’d expected this. “Do you like it?” Nelly instinctively stepped back and rubbed her arms as goosebumps ran down her skin. “Dear Lord, my hair’s standing! Caty, who the heck did you strip for to paint that?!” Nelly then turned to her with wide, almost tearful eyes. “Why would you pose naked for a painter? Does Ser Phill know about this? Why would you do this, Caty? He’d be devastated if he found out—”

The girl's naked body looks very seductive. .

Evelyn whispered quickly when she saw her friend. Patricia was dressed pretty much like Mrs. Bellamy, in a black corset with half cups that held up her large breasts. Hard pink nipples poked out from large pale areolas, black hose were held up by garters from the corset, black patent leather stilettos were on her feet, a black leather paddle with chrome studs was in her left hand, and jutting from her freshly shaved crotch was a long, thick, black silicone penis. Evelyn orgasmed, just a little tiny one, but definitely an orgasm. She could not believe it, because just looking at Patricia made her come.

I'm not a virgin but being a slut for Patt isn't my thing? Patt hates blondes and he never uses me since I'm his soldier to begin with. "And you have seen a lot of naked girls? So that's why you're comfortable?" I asked as I unbuttoned my shirt back facing him "Quite a lot" Manwhore "Quick.. we don't have time!" He hissed as he walked to the window again. I opened my shirt and dropped it on the floor. I unzipped my jeans and left only in my underwear. I took out my bra's strap since the dress is strapless.

"Old Americana vintage gangster stuff has a fantastical feel; it feels less dirty in a way. It feels like the opera of crime." - Shia LaBeouf JORDAN POV “You destroyed my underwear, again." Melody hissed lowly and dangerously as she slipped into a black silk robe that had a nice lace fabric on the marring her entire back. Her whole rear and ass were out on display, and I found myself thinking of rewarding the designer who came up with such an idea. Thanks to him, I could admire my wife's naked butt even though she put something to cover her body. Or maybe that was the whole idea; a litter of tease while covering most of the goodies.

"Strip to your undergarments." Patrina stepped back, crossing her arms over her chest. "No." "No?" Nyxios's eyebrow rose, amusement rather than anger in his expression. "The choice is yours: strip yourself or I will do it for you with my shadows." Heat flooded her face. She glared at him, hands clenched at her sides. For a moment, she considered fighting him on it. After a thought, she gave in. Patrina undid the buttons of her nightdress, letting it fall to the floor. She stood before him in nothing but her thin undergarments, her skin prickling with goosebumps that had nothing to do with the room's temperature.