Mimi Faust Nudes Novels & Stories

lounge. Some women were naked wearing nun veils and wimples and almost nothing else. They had pierced nipples connected by beads and loincloths with thigh-high stockings. One nun walked up to me, her breasts large and bouncing. She had blue eyes, her beads clicking. "Welcome, Pastor Green," she purred, her voice throaty and sensual. "We'll help you overcome your guilt. Pick one of us to fuck, and we'll show you that sex is not a sin."

She had sure been tampering with her pussy, which looked swollen and gushing. Mira was holding her phone up, clearly taking pictures with her tits and pussy open. "What the fuck are you doing, you nasty bitch? " I asked, sauntering over with a huge smile on my face. My own cunt was starting to throb just watching her like this. Why wouldn't it?? Mira had a gorgeous body, and when she had her pussy open like that, it was a banger. "Sending my nudes to one of my sponsors." She shot back, clicking more photos.

Then, I freeze. Someone is breathing in the room. And it isn't me. My heart hammer against my ribs. I lunge for the nearest heavy object on the nightstand, gripping it tight. My eyes lock on the bathroom door as it slowly creaks open. Three women step out. They are completely naked, their skin glowing under the flickering blue light of the room. One is a black girl with a thick, heavy ass that swayed with every step. Beside her is a caramel-skinned woman with massive, heavy breasts that bounced slightly. Then there is a slim white girl, her pale skin contrasting sharply against the grime of the motel.

"Some of them are just simply obscene! Here… I'll show you." Miss Michelle reached for the pictures and held them gingerly by the corners as she paged through them. "Here!" she said, her face red. "Just look at this one!" Mr Jeremy took the picture from Miss Michelle 's shaking fingers. He glanced at it and immediately felt his cock harden in his pants. The picture showed a man's tongue slipping up the slippery, pink depths of a woman's pussy. The woman had her head thrown back and there was a huge smile on her face.

The eruption of sound in the ballroom below was deafening, a volatile mix of applause, shocked gasps, and the furious click of high end camera shutters. Mimi felt William’s hand tighten on her waist, a proprietary, guiding touch that was entirely public, entirely fake, and entirely necessary to sell the lie. She held the flawless, beaming smile until her cheeks ached, her entire being focused on holding the professional pose she was being paid millions to maintain.

She had fantasized about it so many times and now she was finally doing it. She was having sex. Except not in the right hole and not with a handsome man. But within her numbed mind, it didn't matter that it was a monster fucking her. She had a cock in her craving body and she wanted more. The scout in front of Miri moved closer with his phallus fully erect and ready. He grabbed the young woman's left leg and lift it, pushing her hips a couple of centimeters back and the cock in her ass a little deeper. Miri moaned in utter bliss, not knowing that the best was yet to come. "You wouldn't believe how tight she is," said the creature that fucked her ass. The creature lifted her other leg as well

Then he saw her. Lila Moreau, 28, a local Creole artist whose paintings dripped with raw fucking, stood on a wrought-iron balcony. Caramel skin shining with sweat, wild dark curls plastered to her neck, full heavy tits barely contained by a tiny purple-and-gold dress already riding up her ass. Her hazel eyes locked on Nashoba through the crowd and her pussy clenched instantly, flooding her thighs. The hunger was immediate. Animal. Filthy. No words. Just primal need.

He asked again. Faith nodded her head and grabbed the collar of his shirt in her fist – pulled his face down to capture his lips again. Her fingers made it to the buttons of his shirt while He pulled her robe down. Faith was completely naked underneath. Mateo refrained from looking down at her naked body because if Faith changes her mind, he might not be able to stop himself after seeing her completely bare.

You know it’s hot right, fucking HOT. Removing my fingers causes her to groan, “take your panties off and your top,” I instruct her. I watch as her chest rises and falls, her breathing faster, her arousal flushing right up her neck to her cheeks. Immi does as I say and discards her clothes to the floor and stands in front of me in her sexy, cream lace bra and panties. “Take them off, everything off and play with your nipples.” Her eyes don’t leave mine once, not once as she unhooks her bra, and exposes her perfect high tits, the perfect roundness, the nipples erect and pink waiting for me to suck on them. As she slides her panties down, she keeps her eyes on my own, not even faltering or los

She wrapped her hand around it and stroked fast. Marcus groaned. “Take your clothes off. I want to see everything.” Mia stood up and stripped quickly. She took off her blouse, bra, skirt, and panties. She stood completely naked in front of him, her perky tits out, nipples hard, and her shaved pussy glistening with wetness. Marcus pulled her back on top of him. “Ride me, baby. Sit on Daddy’s cock.” Mia positioned herself over his thick shaft. She rubbed the fat head along her slippery slit a few times, teasing herself. Then she slowly sank down. Her mouth opened wide as his cock stretched her tight pussy open.