Michaela Stark Nude Novels & Stories

Smith, Aria trembled even harder. Micheal. He was merciless. It had been six months—was he still not done humiliating her? Every single day for the past six months, she was forced to strip naked in front of all the female prisoners and guards. Then, shamefully, she would lie on that examination table, spread her legs, and allow the doctor to touch her from chest to bottom while everyone watched… “No. I want to see Micheal. I want to see him! If he doesn't come, I won’t do the check-up.”

The veiny shaft glistens under the natural light coming from the floor-length windows of the gym. “It knows just how to squirt.” “Ahhhh….” It happened again. Another unforeseen squirt. Michael knows. He smiles, feeling proud. “Now that's what I'm talking about. You've such a humidifying cunt ever made.” My mouth waters. “Show it to me, little flame. Show me that naughty fountain between your legs.” I succumb. I rise to my feet and remove my skirt and panties. Michael's eyes trail my movements through the screen. He hasn't stopped masturbating, nor have his deep, powerful groans stopped.

“She is my best friend and she would never lie to me” Staring at Michaela’s I*******m story on her private account, I couldn’t help but be marveled by a video of Betty and Michaela clubbing.

Gretchen, he smiled. He felt his cock grow hard just thinking about her long Nordic blonde hair and ice-blue eyes, her firm round tits with their perky pink nipples. Michael had met Gretchen, a lingerie model, while he was on vacation in Madrid last summer. He thought about the last time he'd seen her. She'd worn an expensive barely-there black corset with garters and sheer black stockings. In black stiletto heels, she'd performed a striptease before telling him to watch as she fucked herself with a large pink dildo.

Beads of sweat strolled uncontrollably from Michael’s body, his rod placed deep into the lady’s vagina as he continuously pumped hard into the woman on the bed with him, ignoring the fact that Scarlett was watching. The lady who seemed to be enjoying it tried to cover her shame with her hands but Michael aggressively threw her hands off, exposing her to the open, “Look at me woman,” Michael spoke in a rasped breath as he aggressively thrust into her, making the lady cry.

She had never thought of sending Micheal a nude picture either. Alicia walked back into her room and she opened the first bag, picking out a black lacy underwear with red strings. It was a G-string and it looked nice. She put it on, walked back into the bathroom and faced the mirror and she smiled. She didn’t have to try others, this was the one.

It needed to be right. All week, I tried my best to erase the damage I had done. I wanted Mila to be as confident with me as she was when I first met her. I had damaged that confidence; I knew that for a fucking fact. When she was naked around me, she would hide certain parts of her body, and I tried to make sure she knew how much I loved her body. Every part equally. ‘That’s a lie.’ Stark said, laughing. ‘Fine, I love her ass and boobs more than the rest.’

Her soft wet pussy began to appear between her delicate pink cheeks. "Oh god she's bending over for me Michael," I sighed, taken aback by the overwhelming sight, "her ass is up and I am pulling her tight panties right down on her. Here they go, around her ankles. Oh, she's nude . . . God damn, Stacy's bare body is bent over right in front of me. Her naked pussy is staring me right in the face. It looks wet. What should I do now Michael?"

Mario immediately takes charge and makes sure the auction sale is a success till the end…. Christina enters her bedroom and locks it. Which she has never done before but that night she wanted to be left alone. She removes everything on her body except her panties and drinks the whole bottle of champagne. But even after doing so, she could not sleep a wink. After finishing the whole bottle, she finally blacks out in the early hours of the morning. ******** Meanwhile in Lady A's suite…. Michael is instructed to strip naked and wait for lady A. ‘Whatever she orders you to do. Do it without hesitation or questioning her. If she screams out for help, you will be killed,’ these orders repeatedly e