Melody Patterson Nude Novels & Stories

“That’s okay, beautiful. We’ll go nice and slow. No rush. Just tell us what feels good.” My wife, Melissa, stood up first and pulled Jane to her feet. They started undressing each other right there in front of me. Their tops came off first, Jane’s full, firm breasts spilled free, her nipples already stiff and dark pink. Melissa’s tits bounced as her shirt dropped, her nipples hard too. Then the bottoms came off. Jane’s satin shorts slid down her smooth legs, revealing her neatly trimmed blonde landing strip above puffy, already glistening pussy lips. Melissa’s shaved, smooth cunt was visibly wet. They stood there naked, their bodies inches apart.

I heard myself stammering, knew I was completely hard, and nothing I tried kept me from picturing her gloriously naked. Melissa was apparently completely comfortable with nothing on. Almost every night, she would come into her bedroom following her shower, shedding her towel and brushing out her hair either naked or wearing only panties. I never saw her doing anything overtly sexual, like playing with herself, but watching her brush her hair was erotic enough for me. * * *

“Strip. Slowly. Eyes on me.” Melissa’s hands shook as she reached for the zipper. She peeled the dress down her body, revealing her heavy breasts, soft belly, and thick thighs. No bra. Tiny black thong. She hooked her thumbs in the thong and slid it off, stepping out of her heels. Completely naked now, pale skin flushed pink, full breasts rising and falling with every breath. Kane walked around her in a slow circle. His hand brushed her ass, squeezed one cheek, then slapped it lightly. Melissa gasped.

She knew that she was just a pawn in their game, and they didn't care about her feelings or her life. Mason sat on the luxurious sofa of the mansion, his legs crossed, an evil look on his face. Melody lay on the floor, crumpled like a discarded tissue, after being thrown down by Mason. She shivered as she looked up at him, noticing the half-naked maids standing beside him. "Get up," Mason commanded Melody. "Strip for me." Melody hesitated, but Mason pulled out his gun and pointed it at her. Fearful for her life, Melody slowly rose to her feet and undressed in front of Mason and his men. She covered her breasts with her hands as they jeered at her, admiring her curves.

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.

“I’m such a fool. I knew from the others to leave him alone if I wasn’t ready to give it up. That all he wants is sex with virgins.” “He’s the one that’s wrong, not you.” I try to soothe her calmly. She nods but remains quiet. “What happened last night, Melody?” She sighs heavily. I know by her pause that she doesn’t want to talk. “He texted me around eight. I wanted to delete it but something about it made me open it instead. He said that he had a bad day at school and he missed talking to me. When I suggested talking to you he claimed that you were too busy dealing with the pedophile. He was really sweet and I wanted to talk to him. He said he would meet me at the door so I walked over to

“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.