Melody Patterson Nude Novels & Stories

Celestine took the pills and went to bathroom to take a shower. After dressing in a simple yellow crop top and blue skirt Celestine stood in front of mirror. She was confused seeing lots of cosmetics. Being a clueless person in using cosmetics Celestine did not apply any item on her face. She sighed and tied her long hair into a high pony tail. She looked refreshing and her body radiated vibe of youth. Celestine jumped down the stairs and aroma of strawberry pancake welcomed her. She followed the aroma and went to dining room where Damien was sitting on head chair reading business newspaper.

The knob moved before the door was pulled open, revealing a completely nude Melody with her wet hair dripping water drops on her upper body and down on the floor. "Two days," she said. "You have ignored me for two days just because we couldn't agree on something," she stressed, sweeping her hand down her face to wipe the small water streams. It was hard to talk to her while she was naked, flashing her delectable, sweet body before my eyes. Two days was a long time without making love to her, and I could begin to feel the effects. "I'm sorry," I muttered, doing everything I could to stop my eyes from wandering.

Melody claimed to be very wealthy, but not a penny was found even after five cards were swiped. BD eased the pressure on Melody's hair. "You better pray that your sugar daddy has put money in your last card. Otherwise… You're going to experience what you couldn't bear to watch what we were going to do to Wendy earlier. I'm pretty sure a lot of people will be interested in naked photos of you!" BD's hand caressed Melody's cheek. 'Her face is so beautiful, so delicate, and so smooth…' Melody frowned, suppressing her discomfort. "Why don't you swipe the card before talking!"

Melody’s POV At the moment I am in the middle of one of my concerts, doing what I love performing for my adoring fans. Having the time of my life! Enjoying the thrill of performing for my fans and feeding off of their energy. I am singing my last song for tonight. I gotta end this concert on a high note! Smiling widely at the roaring crowd cheering me on, I close my eyes and take a deep breath before beginning the song. Then I slowly raise the mike in my left hand towards my face and start singing with my eyes still closed. Getting lost in the song as I do so.

After a moment, a series of faint rustling sounds from the other side transmitted thru the mobile in my hands before her voice echoed beside my ears. "Whoa, then congrats, your 'flower' was finally 'watered'! Helga, girl I am so proud of you! You fucking go on and multiply, like literally" Patricia burst out laughing. Her merry laughter echoes in the four corners of the room. "Patricia Beethoven Gimenez! No, no, what if we never use any protection and he has STD’s? I’m doomed!" "Ok, ok," Patricia fake a cough to clear her throat.

she replied and he smiled. Melanie sat down on the bed as her client walked out the room. She laid flatly on the bed and stretched A little intro.. Melanie Griffith the most prettiest prøstitûtè you'll ever come across.. She gat mad shape and an angelic face. Nature did a good job in endowing her to the fullest cos it made her work a lot more easy She's a slût,a prøstitûtè,a gold digger... Heck call it whatever you feel like. It's her life; but not the life she wished to have

You can't get pregnant in the shower, right? That's the thought I have as I put on the lingerie that's laid out on the bed for me. Patterson has left me in here all day while a team of people came over to make me beautiful. I had my body scrubbed even though he already did a thorough job of that earlier, then I was buffed and polished within an inch of my life. I look down at my perfect nails that are a soft gray color and see that they match the undergarments I'm supposed to wear tonight. I'm sure this is not by coincidence.

“We’re crashing his fancy little event.” I hesitated, but the anger was starting to burn through the pain anyways.. “Okay.” Patricia didn’t give me time to change my mind. She helped me throw on some clothes, grabbed my phone and purse, and basically dragged me out to her car. *** Two hours later, I was lying completely naked on a massage table in Patricia’s private luxury studio. The lights were low and warm. Soft music played and my best friend had cleared out everyone else so it was just us and her two best technicians.

I want mate too. ‘Alright but I go first.’ ‘I want to see mate in night gown.’ ‘Fine just remember you are not allowed to watch us playing.’ ‘You are no fun.’ Melody walks out of the bathroom, twirls around, then crawls on the bed. “What do you think?” “You are so damn hot. That night gown leaves nothing to the imagination. It is a shame you will never wear it again.” “Why? It is beautiful.”

I whispered. “You got a problem, Melody? I’d say take a picture; it would last longer, but I’m getting the vibe my mate would rip you apart at the idea you’d have a nude picture of me.” I sighed, finishing getting dressed. “I wasn’t trying to look at you naked.” Melody wrinkled her nose. “I was more interested in the nub of your leg. I’ve never seen someone who was missing a leg before.” She shrugged. Kayla snorted. She didn’t buy that. I shrugged and leaned against the wall to get my prosthetic back on.