Monica Potter Nude Novels & Stories

Chelsea thought they had to look like a parade of nudists traipsing thought the house. Monica was standing by the kitchen table, a bottle of water in her hand and a sheen of sweat across her body—her naked body, Chelsea noticed. Monica's eyes widened as she saw a naked Chelsea being led into the hallway, and the other woman quickly stepped in behind them, giggling. Chelsea should have known Monica would not be left out of this. How on earth the woman had enough energy after already having had sex with three men, however, amazed Chelsea. She hoped she had that kind of stamina.

My panties came off next until I stood naked in front of them, my skin tingling under Jade's gaze. "Good girl." Jade's eyes raked over me, before turning to Monica. "Follow suit, darling." For a second, Monica hesitated. And Jade wasn't exactly pleased. "I said strip." Monica's fingers fumbled with her shirt buttons, before pulling her shirt off, revealing lace-covered breasts. Her pants slid down her legs, pooling at her feet. She stood in her underwear, her hands covering herself. Who could've though the bufch with the sharp mouth could be this… shy?