Miracle Laurie Nude Novels & Stories

After washing the cum off our faces, Lisa said, "Master, we wish you to have a seat in your lounger, and we'll all take off our clothes at once." We led him to his chair and stood in front of it. All we had on were simple dresses, though mine was a fat maternity dress. All we had to do was lift them over our heads and we'd be naked. We grabbed the hems and on a signal from Rhonda, lifted them up and off. We went into Display position, our legs spread and cunts visible for our Master. The two tattoos were the most visible off the bat and he noticed those first, but the gold posts in Rhonda's nipples soon caught his eye as well. Then he noticed Lisa was pierced too.

“I want to see what she feels like. I want you to fuck both of us.” My heart raced. I sat up, cum still dripping down my thighs, and smiled at her. “Come here, sis,” I said, reaching out my hand. “Let’s share him Lauren…let’s be dirty together.” Lauren walked over slowly, then pulled off her shirt, revealing her full breasts. She stripped completely, her body curvier than mine, with heavier tits and a thicker ass. Noah groaned at the sight of both of us naked in front of him. “On your knees, both of you,” he ordered.

I’m shrieking, voice cracking, “I CAN’T—FUCK—I CAN’T STOP CUMMING—PLEASE—” They laugh like devils and drop me straight onto the bed. I land on my back, legs trembling, pussy gaping and pulsing. Luara and Melissa grab my ankles and wrench them back until my knees are beside my ears. I’m folded in half, completely exposed, my destroyed holes on full display for the camera. They spit on my clit in unison, thick globs sliding down over my entrance, mixing with the river of cream already leaking out of me. Final slaughter begins.

“Alright… I’ll meet you down there.” Mirabel closed the door and quickly stripped. She picked the most provocative swimsuit she had packed, a tiny red bikini that barely contained her massive tits. The top was two small triangles of fabric that struggled to cover her areolas, the strings thin and tied loosely. The bottoms were high-cut, riding up her thick ass cheeks and showing a lot of skin. She took off her medicated glasses and left them on the dresser. Without them, her face looked softer, prettier, more vulnerable.

With a weary sigh, she opened her laptop and logged into W******p Web to reply. In that single moment, a new door cracked open. Hastan’s program hooked into her laptop with silent precision. Now, her camera was his window. On his screen, her image bloomed into clarity. Meira—bathed in the soft glow of her bedroom lamp—was clad in a thin nightdress that hugged her curves with disarming innocence. Her body, once slim and fragile in youth, had ripened into a form that carried both grace and temptation. Every contour was sharp, devastating, impossible to ignore.

She said as she fell on his shoulder, Lauren's tears dropped, he hated himself, he had come between two loves, he didn't know that Mandy and Noor had such beautiful moments, from their everyday class to their outing, watching the stars, her crazy pose, he saw it all "Whoa! It's passed one in the morning, I need to sleep." Larry said, Pulling Lisa onto the bed very well, she had already fallen asleep, and he too slept but Lauren hadn't, he grabbed the laptop, he watched every video in it, not one escape, the last one was her completely nude. Even though he saw the title, don't open, he did open.

I stand in the doorway, slowly taking deep breaths and willing my heart to slow down. Lauren is indeed uncovered, lying on her back on the bed. Her head is on her pillow, her eyes are closed and her blonde hair is cascading down around her shoulders. Her perfect tits are lying on her chest, their weight pulling them slightly to the sides, creating an enticingly, curvy valley between them. Her right arm extends down across her flat stomach and her hand disappears inside her blue bikini panties. This is what caused me to lose my breath. Her shapely legs are spread apart and her fingers appear to be inside her pussy.

And at that, the door pops open and through it comes the nurse that had led me to the exam room when I first arrived, hand out to accept the slimy laparoscope from Doctor Laurie’s outstretched hand. Looking to be no more than 24, her nurse is a very cheerful prominently cheeked strawberry blonde with a gorgeous womanish figure, her narrow hips seemingly wide in comparison to her wasp-like waist. Attired in the same blue scrubs as Doctor Laurie, she blushes as she pretends to avert her eyes from the erect shaft pointing at her from between my loins. Doctor Laurie is putting her coat back on, and as she looks down while buttoning her buttons, we are all three kind of staring at her now very we

She hadn’t cried after they argued and she hadn’t cried all day Friday when Lauren didn’t call to apologize and she wasn’t about to cry now. Lauren was not going to make her cry. Lauren was just a teeny tiny pathetic loser who still went around on her bike like a baby. She didn’t even have breasts yet. She was still a child. But Miranda was a woman, and she had a lover to prove it. Miranda carefully shaved her legs and underarms—she’d started doing so at the first hint of fuzz about a year ago, and she shaved every single day without fail. The idea of someone catching her with stubble on her legs was too embarrassing to contemplate.

Lila stepped out completely naked. Her hands tried to cover her breasts and her pussy, but she couldn’t hide much. Her skin was soft and pale. Her nipples were tiny and pink. She stared at the floor, trembling. “Hands at your sides, Lila,” I said. “Let me see properly.” She slowly lowered her arms. They were shaking. “Turn around slowly.” She obeyed. Her ass was round, firm, perfect. When she faced me again I stepped closer. God, she’s beautiful. My cock is rock hard now.