Mileena Kane Nude Novels & Stories

When he finally pulled back, he gripped her chin firmly. “Strip. Right now. I want to see what I just bought for the weekend.” Riley’s fingers trembled as she pulled her tank top over her head, then unbuttoned her shorts and pushed them down along with her panties. She stood completely naked in front of him, cheeks burning with humiliation and arousal. Mr. Kane’s eyes raked over her hungrily — full breasts, soft curves, smooth shaved pussy. “Beautiful,” he murmured. “On your knees, baby. Let’s seal our deal.”

Beneath her gown, Katie Medina, GHS's now-former It girl, was completely and totally naked. It was all of her almost exactly like I, and any hetero male at GHS, had imagined. (And we had all imagined.) A little bit thin, a little bit tall, and every single last piece of her about her just so goddamn cute you wanted to fuck it individually. She was almost the exact midpoint between Tabitha and Taylor. Tall, but not towering. Thin, but not skinny. Dark roots, but the bulk of her dyed pale blonde. Toned, but with all sorts of well-placed curves. Big tits, yet almost exactly one hair shy of being so big they distracted from the rest of her. A habitual smile from a lifetime of people who'd been u

Millie stopped in front of it, staring at the rippling surface, trying to steady her breathing. Behind her, Nina lingered silently until she was approached by someone. Millie turned her head to look. It was the same woman she’d noticed earlier during dinner—the older one in the sheer, elegant gown that clung to her curves like liquid silk. Beside her stood the young man, now completely naked. His lean, toned body gleamed under the lantern light, and Millie’s gaze unwillingly dropped to his exposed cock. He smirked, seemingly unfazed by her obvious discomfort. Her cheeks burned as she quickly looked away, her attention snapping back to the fountain.

Of course Mia would have her number saved so intimately, so disgustingly, in Knox's phone. The message contained several explicit photos, clearly meant for Knox's eyes only. Serena felt her face flush hotly as she stared at the X-rated images. They showed a nude, curvaceous feminine form from the neck down, artfully posed in a variety of provocative positions that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Serena instantly recognized those luscious curves, that flawless tanned skin, as belonging to none other than Mia Collins. Her stomach twisted with a sickening combination of anger, heartbreak, and a sense of utter debasement.

"Right now, I want you to strip for me, take off everything but those sexy heels." Elena obeyed, fumbling with one hand to unzip her skirt and let it drop to the floor. She stepped out of it and kicked it aside. She could feel Kane's eyes on her every move, devouring every inch of exposed skin. She stood before him completely naked except for her heels, feeling powerless yet powerful all at once. "Fuck," Kane breathed, looking her up and down. "Look at you, all bare and vulnerable for me." Elena flushed at his words but held her chin high, refusing to be ashamed of her body or her arousal for him. If anything, it only made her more determined to show him how eager she was to please him.

"I'm Kernan..... erm.. I mean Keenan. my name is Keenan. " "I'm Nivea but you can call me Ni for short." she said as she blushed. She's so perfect. All the way from her flowing curly brown hair all the way down her curvy body. I wonder if she's a smart as she looks. We ended up talking for hours on end and kept buying her drinks that she slowly sipped on. I found out her favorite things: Favorite pass time: watching movies on N*****x. Favorite food: Spaghetti and meatballs

Slowly, her eyes locked on me, she starts to lower herself, until her knees are resting on the cold concrete. My dick is rock hard and my pulse thuds in my ears as I look down, drinking in the sight of Milena on her knees looking up at me, hands clasped in her lap and her nipples about to tear through that fucking dress. "Take out my cock." Her face flushes. "Do it," I command. She swallows, her tongue darting out to wet her lips as her eyes drop to the front of my obscenely tented pants. I'm so fucking hard that my cock twitches from her just looking at my erection, straining against the front of my slacks as her mouth opens a little.

Cum had dried in flaky patterns on my skin, and fresh loads still leaked slowly from my swollen holes onto the black silk sheets. Kane stood at the foot of the bed, watching me. He was naked, his powerful 6’6” frame illuminated by the firelight. Every muscle was carved like stone, covered in dark tattoos that seemed to shift with the flames. His cock hung heavy and thick between his legs, already half-hard again. His dark eyes burned with that primal intensity that made my stomach twist with both fear and desperate need.

We were standing close in what looked like the gardens at night. All lies. All fake. All meant to ruin me. "Ella?" Luna knocked softly. "Don't look at your phone. Please, just don't..." Too late. I was already on the fourth pic. This one showed me letting Kane give me what looked like his mating mark. My neck was tilted like I wanted it, and his teeth were close to my skin. The pic looked so real that for a sec, I wasn't sure what I remembered. Had we been that close? Has he ever touched my shoulder like that?

Megan's POV At 8:47am I accidentally sent a full-body nude to my CEO, and I have been quietly dying at my desk for the past three hours. The photo was meant for Kyle — my boyfriend of eight months who usually replies to my nudes with a single thumbs-up emoji like he’s rating a mediocre meal. I had just gotten out of the shower, hair wet, skin still damp. I stood naked in front of the bathroom mirror, one hand cupping my full breast, the other sliding between my thighs, my pussy lips parted in a soft, needy expression.