Morgana Robinson Nude Novels & Stories

John grasped the hem of her gown and raised it, completely removing it from her body. Morgan giggled, relishing the graze of his fingers on her skin. After removing her dress, he went for her bra and unhooked it then flung it off her breasts. Her breasts looked so beautiful and plump with those pink nipples that made them look more like cupcakes with cherries on top. John swallowed hard and quickly removed his clothes. Morgan batted her eyelashes as she stared at his sexy abs, he was so attractive. His real physique was so carefully hidden behind those baggy suits and silly clothes he usually wears.

A beautiful devil. His gaze landed on the poisoned rope on my foot and he blinked. I ducked from his stare and nestled in closer to Morgana. I needed to use my grandmother's incense to purify my soul from such evil. Morgana's tears were flowing freely and she was too terrified to notice anything. "You wicked bastards, let us go now. We've done nothing wrong!" The rogue exchanged a glance with the female beside him. Her head was so bald and shiny that one would have to wear sunglasses to look at it. Was she his wife?

Morgana appeared on a raised rock platform, her figure swathed in black robes that seemed to drink in the moonlight. Her eyes glowed with power, her hands crackling with dark energy, and the forest seemed to recoil from her presence. “You dare bring your pack here, little Luna?” Morgana’s voice was sharp, cutting through the night. “You think your first flame can stop me? I have centuries of power behind me. Every spell, every curse, every dark pact, ready to destroy you.”

“I want more of you” “Me too,” Morgana kissed him wetly. “I miss doing this with you,” she glared at me. “It's all her fault for sticking to your ribs like a whore” “Samantha, leave us,” Morgana ordered, and she quickly left. But I, on the other hand, couldn't move away. Morgana dropped her robe, and Tyrone took her left breast, sucking on it. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I watched them make out in front of me.

"Do you know what you did wrong?" Morgan asked as he saw the look and form of the angel before him in a nightgown that pierced the fortress of any normal man in this world. As Morgan watched, the black robe contrasted nicely against his wife's beautiful skin. Underneath the robe, there was a small pair of panties that only slightly covered her favourite field. And on top? Also just a pair of panties that just cover the tip of the most beautiful hill. Morgan was quite stunned by his wife's look.

A red that calls for biting and kissing. I take my bottle of perfume. A drop at the base of my neck. One on my wrists. One last, intimate, between my thighs. An invisible promise, a secret weapon. He’ll only have to come close to be ensnared. When I straighten up, I feel my legs shaking with excitement. I glance at my reflection one last time. It is no longer Tania, fragile and hesitant, standing there. It’s a woman ready to bend Lucas, the man every woman desires, but who is waiting for me, tonight.

A need for him to touch every part of my skin. A need for him to plant his lips on mine and never stop. A need for him to be inside me and thrust until we're both a sweaty mess. I get up quickly and place my knees on both sides of him so I'm now straddling him and he places his hands on my hips which sends electricity up and down every vein in my being. "Fuck.. Morgana..." He groans and I feel him get hard underneath me and my core is seeping with warmth. My gown is pretty easy to take off so I slip out of it easily until I'm in just my bra and panties.

She sat on the edge of the bath, gripping the rim in both hands as she used her heels to hold a human under the spray of water, her lips peeled back from her teeth in an expression of ferociousness that was riveting and left Talen in no doubt that she well and truly had control of the situation. The human’s face was covered by a wet washcloth, and the fabric and water had stolen the man’s ability to breathe, sucking the cloth tightly to his face like a ghoulish mask. The man’s arms were restrained behind his back, leaving him defenceless and drowning, utterly at Morgana’s mercy. Morgana yanked her legs back from the man, looking up at Talen with an expression of guilt. Her eyes were astonish

He immediately chokes and seems to want to say something, but I raise my finger to my lips and request silence. I hold one breast, caressing it and biting my lip to stifle a moan. He shifts against the couch, adjusting his shorts as he watches me, stroking his cock. I lean forward slightly and remove the tiny panties, giving him a wide view of me. I spread my wet lips with a finger, sliding it inside and stifling a moan as I caress my clit with my thumb. When I realize Ryan is focused on each of my movements, I pull the curtain shut all at once, and he groans disapprovingly. "This will come back to you, Morgana!" he protests. "You're so naughty. When did you become naughty?"

The air instantly iced over from those dark orbs of his glaring. “Kai…babe!” Morgana gasped, clearly surprised. I wondered how she would spin herself from this….the room still smelled of sex, and anyone with a functioning brain could sense what had gone down. Tobi was still naked before he turned around to grab his pants and hurriedly put them on. Morgana had sex hair, and my clothes were wet from the storm outside. “Look at what this bitch did to me.” Morgana suddenly started sobbing as if someone hit her with a pole. “She hit me, babe! I was on my own, and she just pounced on me like a crazy person!