Millie Kent Nude Novels & Stories

Welcome To Your New Cage (4) Damien's POV It was morning, I stood a few steps back in the shadows of the cabana, my arms crossed and my cock already half-hard at the sight before me. Millia Sinclair — now Millia Blackwood — was lounging on a wide sunbed in the tiniest black bikini I had ever seen. The scraps of fabric barely covered her full breasts and the sweet curve of her ass. Her long legs were stretched out, her skin glistening with oil, and every time she shifted, the thin material between her thighs pulled tight against the pussy I had ruined so thoroughly the night before and again when we were having breakfast.

The next thing Calley heard was Nelly exclaiming: “Hey—oh my god! Why is there a nude painting of you up there?!” She laughed at Nelly’s reaction. Somehow, she’d expected this. “Do you like it?” Nelly instinctively stepped back and rubbed her arms as goosebumps ran down her skin. “Dear Lord, my hair’s standing! Caty, who the heck did you strip for to paint that?!” Nelly then turned to her with wide, almost tearful eyes. “Why would you pose naked for a painter? Does Ser Phill know about this? Why would you do this, Caty? He’d be devastated if he found out—”

My entire body went rigid. "Did you hear that?" I whispered. Thomas and Mila both went still. Click. Click. "Oh my God," I breathed. I untangled myself from them and ran outside the tent, completely naked, looking around the beach. But it was empty. Just the sound of waves and wind. There was no one there. But someone had been. Someone had just photographed us. All three of us naked and fucking. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it might explode. "Riley?" Mila came out behind me, wrapping a cloth around herself. "What's wrong?"

"Oh, Renz... That feels so good. Please, I want to see you. All of you..." With a smile on his lips, Renz stood straight and looked at her. Milla quickly took off his shirt and her hand immediately went to the button of his pants when she stopped and bit her bottom lip. Renz laughed. "Getting shy, my love? Go ahead. I know you want to." Milla snorted even though she knows what she wanted, so she continued. Finally, Renz was standing naked in front of her. He was even more beautiful naked. Milla swallows her saliva one after the other. Any woman would desire his body.

Cole would be easily spotted if he came around now. After much thought, Mila climbed onto the bed. She pulled back Nathan's blanket and unbuttoned his shirt nervously. "I'm sorry, Nate. Your clothes are soaking wet. I'll have to take them off, or you're going to catch a cold again. I hope you don't mind. I don't mean anything else," Mila murmured to calm her nerves. Nathan's strong, sturdy chest was laid bare. His skin was healthy and flawlessly muscled and toned. Every inch of his muscle was incredibly seductive.

she pipes up. I scratch my neck. “Just the bare neck and torso of someone that looks a bit like me,” I shrug. “From the image, you couldn’t tell who was pictured. Also, she has nipple piercings. I don’t.” “She sounds badass.” I snap to her. “Badass? She’s willingly letting horrible rumors about me spread. If she wants naked pictures of herself out there, then she can do that… just don’t let someone else take the fall.”

She'd finger fucked herself twice by the time she got to the mystery folder. Katie hadn't looked at the last folder before as the name of it didn't seem inspiring. When she finally opened it she found a number of other folders, only named by date. Maybe they were the date they were saved from the Internet? Katie went into the first one to have a look. She nearly fainted when she realised what she was looking at. There were at least two dozen photos of Mr Miller in that folder. He was naked in every one, showing off his huge cock. Katie got wet again. She had no sexual experience, but the sight of Mr Miller's cock made her fantasise about feeling it inside her. She went to the next folder and

After a moment she steps out and closes the door. After changing, I glance at the picture again. I don't know how he worked so fast, but Stone did it. Melanie sent him nudes, and she was dumb enough to capture her face in them. Has no one told her that's a huge no no? Even I know that, and I've never even sent one before. She's standing in front of a body length mirror, her camera pointed at her reflection. She's smiling, her make up perfect and her eyes flirty. She wears a neon pink thong and no bra. Her perky breasts are visible, no doubt she wanted the main focus there.