Monica Potter Nude Novels & Stories

“It’s such a shame to cover those breasts up, it’s like covering up the Mona Lisa or The David. They are a bloody work of art.” Monica has no response to that, she just laughs and pull on the shirt. Her cheeks already blushing with the idea of how much close they have grown into 24hours and it's fucking suffocating for her. It was a marriage convincing to her and him. Who could ever think that they would crawl into each other's space, time and body? One of his shirts that falls down her thighs. She puts her hair up and ties neatly before putting on a show of how she looks delicious and every man's wet dream. She paints her lips dark brown and her eyes so full of sunshine it looks like she wa

Then she heard what Monica said next, confirming her earlier premonition. "I want you to strip naked. Let your subordinates admire your body. Hahaha! I heard you're known to be one of the most beautiful men in Solaria. Many famous and wealthy ladies here love you, and there are also men who are interested in you." Monica mused for a moment, then abruptly changed her tone. "But I wonder if you'll keep the subordinates who saw you naked or kill them all after this incident. After all, their existence alone will remind you of the humiliation you suffered today!"

’ Darryl murmured as his body was sore from being thrown, but his eyes soon started going wild when he looked up. The Cult Mistress, Monica was sitting on a chair inside her room filled with an enchanting scent. Her exquisite and elegant body was dressed in a purple silk dress with a delicately calm expression on her face. Gulp. Darryl could not help but swallow his saliva. The Cult Mistress seemed more enchanting than before. Monica scowled upon watching his lingering gaze, “Darryl, what’re you looking at!” With that, she tossed two nuts from the plate at Darryl which landed on his acupoints and freed him.

she shrugged inwardly. It wasn’t a big deal. It’s not like he hasn’t seen me naked before… Ugh. There goes my dirty mind again… “I haven’t seen that movie,” he said gruffly. “So I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She grinned wider. “It would be an honor if you could paint me like Jack Dawson painted Rose DeWitt Bukater. I suggest you watch the movie and let me know what you think. I’m willing to pay, whatever the price.”

It's just a bubble that glows and Monica smiles at me as if she is proud of me. "Now open the window and blow the bubble outside. Then see the magic," she tells me and I do exactly that. I open the window and blow air at the bubble so it moves in that direction. The bubble moves out and the war comes to a halt just for a second when everyone spots a bubble of light. "No! They are getting distracted" I tell Monica and she smirks at me. "That's the plan sweetie," she winks at me and then gets down. She is dressed in all black. With her flowy black dress, black cloak, black boots and her black hair.. She is like a midnight darkness walking in human form.

She was hearing things. "Give me a chance cutie pie"Monica finally reached the living room and froze when she came into view and found what was happening. Her heart stopped beating as her eyes feasted on the two people lying on the couch naked together. Leo was half-sitting while the shameless vile woman she hated more than anything was on top of him and both were obviously making love "H...how could you Leo!"Monica stammered the words out getting Leo and Cassy's attention as they shifted to the uninvited guest standing before them.

I looked at mom and she saw the question on my face, "The asshole she picked had friends - five of them- and they gangbanged the hell out of her." Mom ran a bath and I picked Monica up and put her in the tub. She hadn't stopped crying since I'd helped get her out of the car and I mentioned it to mom, "It doesn't matter how well we clean her up if we can't get her to stop with the tears." She tossed me a wash rag and told me to give Monica a bath while she went down and made a pot of coffee. "We will have to sober her up, at least enough so that she can drive home" then she took off and left me with Monica. Any other time being left alone with a naked Monica would be a cause for joy. She was

My hands shook as I pulled off the t-shirt I wore and began shimming off my pants. “Must I get completely nude? Monica shifted in her nightgown,” I commented to Elina only to hear her huff. “Everything must be removed so it is comfortable for the both of us,” she insisted. Biting my lip I unclasped my bra and took off my underwear. Standing there nude I felt apprehensive. “Now what do I need to do,” I sighed. “Well Jade you need to stop being so rigid and let go so I can take control,” my Lycan growled.

Its wooden ambiance combined with wonderful scenery gives off a scenic look. Monica went in to freshen up a bit while I was gathering wood outside for the fireplace. When I looked up she was sitting by the porch, leaning to the side wearing a dress that exposed a lot of her skin which was a little unlike her. She was looking at me a little differently too, but I didn’t think much of it since we’d practically grown up together. She leans more almost lying there. It’s just that her chest seemed to be unusually high as she lay there. Resembles a hill.

I praised the way Monica cooked chicken and we drank steaming hot coffee. As much as she tried to hide it, Monica could tell I was looking at her with desire. So she marched to the bathroom for a drink of water. "She must be uncomfortable," I thought. When she came out, she was wearing only white panties and a lacy bra. I felt a tingling in my legs and couldn't help but move closer to her. As if my body was weightless, I let her undress me and entertained myself by running my tongue over her neck, breasts and nipples. I raised my head and gave myself to her as if we were two teenagers.