Mila J Nude Novels & Stories

She opened her mouth to complain, but froze when her gaze landed on the images. It was Milana, riding a man in a cheap brothel room. She blinked, her mind racing for an excuse—she could say she was framed, that it was someone else. But as her eyes frantically flickered from photo to photo, the truth was undeniable. It was all her. Naked. Exposed. In various positions with different men—sometimes multiple men at once. And it was always that same cheap brothel room. Milana froze, her blood turning to ice. She was finished.

Back at the hotel, Nivea, Oasis, and Mila had gushed over my outfit the second I stepped out of the bathroom, still damp, hair falling in loose waves. "Look at her," Mila said, hand pressed to her chest like she might actually cry. "Her first relationship with a boy and she's in heaven." "He's not my boyfriend," I corrected. "And definitely not a BOY!" "That means you won't mind to share," Mila shot back, already grinning. "With the things you've said he does to your body, I wouldn't mind experiencing that before I die." "Cut it out. You're not dying, and I'm not sharing."

I took her deep into the woods because if the doctor’s theory proves to be right, Mila’s screams will be heard all around the territory and I didn’t want anyone to interfere or pry into her most crucial moment. Mila took a deep breath and then nodded her head at me in determination, signaling that she’s ready to do this. I nodded my head back while my nerves were jumping all over the place. She started by taking her shirt off and I awkwardly looked away, anywhere else so I don’t linger on her nakedness and make her feel uncomfortable. From the corner of my eye, I saw her take her eye patch off as well; something she’s never done before. I was curious to see her without it, but I was sure she

Mila examined what they were holding then her mouth turned into a huge smile. "This is amazing!" She exclaimed. Mila snatched the clothes from them and went to the bathroom to put them on. A few minutes later, Mila walked out of the bathroom and stood in front of the others. She was wearing some jeans, an off-white top, and a burgundy cardigan along with beige Chelsea boots. "You look great," Leila said, smiling at her. "Indeed you are!" Julie told her. "Blake is one hell of a lucky man," Hannah expressed and faked crying as if Mila was about to marry the guy, which made the girls laugh.

Damien I smiled and posed for the cameras, my eyes on the press in front of me, screaming questions and the loud sounds of the cameras flashing, but my mind was elsewhere. It was on Mila, who stood in the far corner dressed elegantly in a backless, silk olive green dress with thin straps and a sweetheart neckline. Her hair was up in a messy yet sophisticated bun with tendrils of her bangs falling out, framing that angelic face. Her lips were a glossy nude with matched heels that wrapped around her ankles in a way I wish my hands were.

First, I checked messages—nothing serious. Then, gallery. And there it was. A video. Mila and… Lucian. They were kissing. Hugging. Laughing. He picked her up and spun her around. She kissed his neck and whispered something I couldn’t hear. My hand shook as I clicked through photo after photo. More of them. Mila in his arms. Mila with her head on his shoulder. Mila wearing his clothes. Almost naked. Then, one photo stopped me cold. Mila… holding a newborn.

Not only that, but he seemed to have helped her shower too. Mila suddenly realized. She opened her eyes in shock and quickly put her hands under the blanket. She was stunned when she touched her naked body. She felt like she was going crazy. What exactly did she do with Nathan after blacking out yesterday? Mila was shocked as she gasped. She nervously lifted the blanket and peeked at her body. "Ah!" She still couldn't accept the fact that she had engaged in sex uncontrollably when drunk. She pulled up the blanket to cover her head because she felt very embarrassed.

Iris sniffed. "Gosh why are you crying. Do you know how much we are making from your nudes? I can cut you some slacks. By the way, the client is now complaining since it's been long I've sent him his demand. So Iris, undress yourself" Mila said bringing out her phone. "Or I'll post your nude online" Mila smirked. "Mila!" Iris yelled. "I'm damn serious about it. Strip Iris, I'm losing my patience!" Mila yelled.

I nudged her and left for the bathroom, she was still lying on the bed but sprawled out and fast asleep, I chuckled and left her there, letting her sleep instead of going to the pool. I had almost completed my laps when Milena dived in, and I glanced over at her as she started to swim next to me, I had to do a double take when I realized the minx was naked, I mentally groaned, and wondered if I leave my place empty, so we could do naked swimming, I liked this new Milena, she was getting brazen, and a new girl was emerging already. *********

I gasped and rolled off him to cover my naked body. " Mom!" Wyatt growled. I peeked out of the sheets to see his mother and there she was; divinely beautiful. She was tall and slender with blonde hair and she wore pantsuits. Mila was smiling at me gently. She walked closer to the side where I was. " There's our beautiful girl," She beamed. She didn't even look fazed that we were naked under the sheets and the room smelled of sex. I smiled awkwardly at her. " Hello,"