Naked Twister Novels & Stories

It'll be utterly shameful if anyone sees me in this condition. The sound of applause began echoing as I hurried to clean up the mess I made in the cubicle and tried to fix my composure, fearing anyone might come at any moment. When I finally stepped out of the restroom, I accidentally bumped into a tall, familiar-looking man. A twisted expression appeared on his face with his piercing cold gaze while his thick brows furrowing. "Ugh!" "Sorry!" I exclaimed as I ran away urgently, tears streaming down my face due to the stinging pain in my chest as my cold hands trembled.

Crossing his arms over his chest he looks at him expectantly. “She's a twin.” “Get to the point.” “I- I think that was the point.” Sanele looks at Snakes with pursed lips. Snakes raise his eyebrow, he nods in understanding as he retrieves his phone to play some game on it. “Right, go on.”

he whispered mostly to himself before looking in to my eyes. It was like he needed my consent to go further but he already had his answer. He pulled of his shirt along with his pants, leaving him just in his boxers. His body was perfectly toned and his tattoos made it all so much better. He kissed along my inner thigh once removing my laced thong, the feeling of his tongue against my cl*t sent shivers down my body. He sucked and lapped his tongue as he held my legs apart. I moaned aloud, tangling my hand in his hair as I felt myself reach my high.

a woman gotta make the guy hustle" she said waggling her brows I immediately blushed "Ilham !!" "You are getting laid .. tonight" "No one's getting laid tonight"a deep masculine voice boomed and we both gasped .. we turned to meet Naseer by his room door's frame Huh?! ... he's home.. Oh earth open up and swallow me.. this is so embarrassing It seems like he has just showered ,he folded his hands and his t shirt clung to him he had his towel hanging by his shoulders..I turned to look at Ilham

It will fall before the alpha reaches it's neck and by that, it will miss it's kill Keyinde: What if one of the wolves sees you? You'll be the one in trouble. Taiwo: Like I said, it's an unseen foul because somehow, the animal will run into my spear. Keyinde: How will you do that? Taiwo: Don't worry about that. She sighed!! Keyinde: I hope we won't get in trouble with the wolves. Taiwo: Trust me we won't. Keyinde: What if another wolf beats the alpha before it's your turn? That....

My subconsciousness sassy said in a duh tone. I was still whining at the pain on my wrist when I heard a grunt coming from the man not far from me. I looked up and my breath shallowed as I looked at the million of dollars he was holding with a unpleasant expression on his face. A Falcon Supernova IPhone 6 pink diamond. With an INSANE price of $48.5 million dollars. Who the heck is this guy? The initial plan was I won’t do anything that would make Andre upset with me but looking at the cracked phone in this man’s hand I am not quite sure that went according to the plan.

“And I need your help.” “Okay,” “So, what should I do first?” “Makeover.” She smiles. “What?” I glimpse myself from the head to toe two times before scowling at her. “Throw away all your clothes.” “And stay naked?” “Yap.” I stare at her in disbelief. I am sure my face is all red after hearing the n-word. We are having sex whenever we are alone. Still being naked in front of him gives me a wave of hives all over my body.

i blinked emotionless. “bro, not cool! where are your clothes?” one of the three guy’s whined. “no one want to see your beat up nakked ass.” i smirked, opening up the truck of my car, pulling out a towel. i quickly wrapped one around my waist. I bit my lip. “oh there’s a babe here…” the blonde boy said and fist pumped the air. “i bet we can take her.” he and his buddies start heading their way to the small beach.

“Gee Fox? You're just a toy and always will be—” “Gia?” A voice cut through my haze, and I turned to see Bobby, the manager of the club. “Yes, Bobby?” I replied, peeling off my coat to reveal my micro mini skirt that showcased the black thong underneath, knee-high transparent black socks, heels, and a cropped corporate white shirt, complete with a tie to fit tonight's high school theme. “Private room service. Tobias Whitlock,” he said briefly.

I couldn't bring myself to call her mother, but I managed to loosen my stiff arms to rub her back, "It can't be that bad." "If that man touches one hair on your head, I swear-" "That's enough," the large man barked. It was then that I noticed that he had an accent and several tattoos running up his neck. And was that a gun tucked into his waist band? Who the fuck were these people? "Don’t fuck this up," she hissed into my ear before pulling away and dabbing at her eyes with a handkerchief. The goon grabbed me by my elbow and began to lead me up the stairs.