Michaela Stark Nude Novels & Stories

"Here, look at this, me zip-lining in Costa Rica." Karolin leaned in, their shoulders nearly touching, her breast brushing his arm accidentally, sending a spark through her. The photos flashed, him grinning mid-jump, sweat-glistened skin under the sun. But then, one appeared, a half-naked girl in a skimpy bikini, her tanned body pressed against Michael's, it looked too intimate. "Oh!" Karolin exclaimed, eyes widening at the image of the girl's curves and Michael's knowing smile. "Oh, shit!" Michael muttered, fumbling to swipe away, but his face held no embarrassment.

"Have you gone deaf?" Mike shook his head in denial. "No, no, sir... I'll give her a call right away" he replied and quickly rushed out. ••••••••••••••••• Stella's point of view. *Lala-land's Private Lesson** "Wow! I love today's class" I said as I sat on the chair in front of Mr huge dîck's table. "Your performance was excellent" he replied. "You're such a fast learner, Stella"

What else did you find? ‘Uh … well … it’s rather graphic.’ ‘Graphic?’ I furrowed my forehead. ‘After untying him from bed posts, removing the blanket and the flower petals, we discovered Michael was naked. His …’ the warrior gulped before continuing his words, ‘uh … groin was tied with trousers.’ He took a deep breath before talking again. ‘Then we found more flower petals. But then … Well, we saw the graphic scene.’ ‘Yes?’ I was curious to know what Anna did to Michael.

Though it was a legitimate question, I couldn't help but smile. "Thankfully, not that either," I said. "But it’s like we thought. I just saw pictures of other young girls on Mr. Williams' desktop. He didn't even try to hide it when I came in." "Slow down Mila. What exactly did you see?" she asked me, still holding my shoulders. "They had statistics, descriptions, even their measurements. The girls were half naked for God's sake. It was probably a dating site." Ada didn't speak at first but then she laughed under her breath and smiled knowingly.

He really has a reason for everything just so that I give him what he wants but still it didn’t help me to stop thinking how embarrassing it is if ever someone caught us here. "Imagine that it's only me and you in this place. I want you to close your eyes and imagine me without clothes, not even a brief or boxer." Michael ordered me and for some unknown reason, I obeyed his order. I closed my eyes and started to think of Michael’s naked body. I can't help but swallow my saliva when I once again remembered his salivating six-pack abs and his big dick that could actually shed every women's panties just by looking at his naked body.

Realizing that she was talking to Michael stark naked, Christina immediately rolled herself up with a blanket and gave him the death glare. Michael let out a light laugh as all traces of anger melted off his face. “Is that necessary? You know I’ve seen every inch of you, right?” Christina’s face turned bright red. “You shameless man!” Michael slowly folded a towel around his body. “Your clothes were wet from the rain last night so I had to take them off. The villa doesn’t have a female occupant for now, so I sent my men to get some clothes for you. Give them some time.”

Intentionally, Grace was making him suffer in silence Actually, Michael is a weak man. He easily get hor*y when he sees a private part of a female. He waa trying to control himself. But Grace keeps tempting him more. He was staring lustfully at her cleavage. Grace stood and bent over her laptop. Revealing more part of her cleavage. Michael went back to his seat. He started licking his lips imagining some weird things in his head. Grace's jacket was slipping away from her body gradually. The whole upper part of her body was almost exposed.

I hadn't heard anyone come in. Michael stood in front of the bathtub, staring at me with a cunning smile on his face. I realized that he was naked as well. "What. Are. You. Doing?" My voice came out in tiny gasps as I used my hands to cover the sensitive parts of my body, but that didn't stop his eyes from roaming over my body. "I figured we should do something that would make your skin flushed... to give you the glow of a happily married woman." He leaned against the wall, his eyes not leaving my body.

It was his publicist that was calling him, why was he calling at a time like this Michael was sure he didn't send for him. "Mr. Stahom, I have news for you and I'm not sure you will like it," He said and Michael frowned. "What's that, I'm not a very patient man so let me know," Michael said as he began to go into the house. "Mr. Stahom I have news that some pictures of you and a certain Miss June Skylar would go live sir, along with her address sir," He said "What the hell did you just say Josh" Michael yelled

He feigned. There was a dark grin on her face. She was on her stomach, and her hands were supporting her chin. "I want to see what you are hiding," Amanda said. Michael swallowed. "To hell, if I obey you, you can't force me!" He retorted. "Oh? You wasted my time and spent hours inside. I can do whatever I want!" Amanda said. "It was only forty-five minutes or fifty minutes. I am a model, what do you expect? I take care of my body when the need arises and I haven't taken my bath in a long time," Michael replied. He made sure he was not less than five meters away from Amanda.