Missy Davis Nude Novels & Stories

She is an off-brand version of Miranda Priestly in The Devil Wears Prada with large silly glasses, a gigantic mole on the left side of her chin and gap so large in her teeth, she would hardly need a whistle to be a gym couch. Now, usually I would not be the type to judge a person merely off their looks, but sometimes it is rather easy to notice the ugly on the outside when a person is downright disgusting on the inside. Do not get me wrong, Mrs. Davis is kind to me, but that is only due to our codependent relationship. Whereas I get to come into her gallery and play on any piano I choose whenever I want to, she gets to make money off the people who walk in to see me play. She hangs fliers wi

She feigned confusion, forcing Gladdis to repeat it, to prove she’d actually heard right. Gladdis rolled her eyes, but the gesture lacked its usual bite. Her mind flashed back unbidden: storming into the room earlier, still seething over Ivana’s public defiance in front of Tardrain, only to freeze at the sight of Davis sprawled on the bed. He’d scrambled upright in panic, giving her an unobstructed view, broad, hard chest rising and falling quickly, sculpted torso flexing under smooth skin. Those tight white briefs had clung shamelessly to his hips, outlining the thick, unmistakable ridge of his cock with brutal clarity. The image had seared itself behind her eyelids; she’d tried, and failed

My hot, needy voice cried out. And my gaze flicked to the large display screens...and my face fell. That was me. The screens were flooded with images of me. It was… My voice. My body. My... Nudity. I stepped backwards, limbs shaking, hoping the earth could open up and swallow me... Swallow my shame... Wipe out my existence because I couldn't take the shame. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I watched on. This was me, Vine Davis, last night in Drew's bed.

Missy eyed him coyly, as she slowly lifted her thin t-shirt from her chest, reaching high with her arms as the material gave way, and her tiny breasts bounced free as she threw it to the floor. Matt sat mesmerized by the hot, horny girl in front of him, just inches away. He breathed heavily, lifting his hips to slide off his shorts. Missy gasped at the sight of his thick, heavy cock as it stood straight up at her. She smiled, nervous and excited all at the same time. She continued undressing; lifting her long, thin legs from her shorts, kicking them off to the side. She now stood in nothing but her thin cotton panties.

I ran back to the library to my uncle Harry's computer. The first one I insert in the DVD drive is labeled NST01. There is also an NST02, NST03 and NST04. The computer is in auto-play mode and it mounts the DVD. There is an MS-Word file, an mpeg video file and a folder full of jpeg files. I open the jpegs first because I want to see if they are pictures of Nicole. They aren't. They are pictures of an older woman about my mom's age. The pictures show her in various stages of undress, then various nude poses; bent over, legs spread, masturbating and some close ups of her erect nipples and wet pussy lips. She's a very attractive woman and my cock is responding, especially to the one with her le

I’m choking but I don’t mind dying this way. Davis take out his huge cock and we were all panting. “ spread your legs for us Eli” Leonard said with that baritone of his and I’m obeying instantly. My panties were nowhere to be found and my clothes, that's a story for another night. I am so turned on when I see them strip themselves totally naked and they are jerking off on my naked body as they moan loudly while they slap my face and spit on me . Davis tugged on my nipples while fingering my wet pussy and it felt so amazing.

She went over to the coffee table, and picked up the pictures of her and her friends. She was totally nude in all of them. In one she was sitting on the edge of the hot-tub, her friend Misty climbing out beside her. In another she was leaning back, and Misty was rubbing her tits against Krista's; an unidentifiable blonde was turned away from the camera in the background. The third was by far the most incriminating. Krista was in the house, lying on my bed, her eyes open wide and her mouth forming an 'O'. Misty was lying beside her, on her stomach, her legs spread with a clear view to her closely cropped twat. In this one, my wife was sitting on the edge of the bed drying her hair with a towe

“Oh, you’re not going anywhere, you little slut. Change right here, where I can watch every fucking inch of you.” She bit her lip, nodding. “Okay, Davis… you asked for it.” Her hands shook as she peeled off her shirt, revealing her perky C-cup tits, those dark nipples already hard as fuck, begging to be sucked. My cock throbbed, precum leaking as she slid out of her pants, her round, fat ass jiggling like a perfect fucktoy.

- Y-you mean… – she swallowed hard, caught by surprise – What does it have to do with taking off your clothes? - Yes, you are correct. – he laughed, amused – And then? Would you like to try? He watched her intently, his eyes narrowed with desire. -Hmmm… – Missy fidgeted, squeezing her thighs together to try to soothe the sudden discomfort between her legs – What does that involve, exactly? – She asked, despite knowing that she was ready to do anything if it meant getting him naked.

I put my hand to my mouth. It was a huge bed with candles at the ends, in the middle was Davis naked, on top of another person, he took the woman's legs, opening them wildly as he penetrated her, he could see his penis entering and leaving successively with a kind of slimy substance. His back was marked with scratches from this woman. They moaned alternately, as he penetrated her with more force, her moans were also greater. Davis ate this woman's neck, then went to her breasts. He couldn't clearly see who it was. It seems that Max was enjoying what he was looking at.