Nala The Ninja Nude Novels & Stories

Nala is looking at me and I pull over. “We are going to the backseat,” I say and Nala laughs more but she moves to the backseat. We are both laughing as we kiss and undress in the backseat. Nala reaches into my wallet and pulls out a condom. “No more babies,” She tells me as I slide my pants down. “Fine, whatever you want,” I smile and roll it down. Nala giggles as she mounts me. Her body is still strong, toned, and beautiful. She starts bouncing as we laugh and kiss each other. I start thrusting up and she starts rolling her hips.

He throws himself up the front and extends his hand towards Indra, who reluctantly receives it and sits up in front of him. Enock is the next man and he helps Cain to the spot behind him. Then Julien mounts, followed by Vimar pulling Brage up in front of him. Laurin turns to Enock. "Can you please put on some clothes? I'm not that interested in having your Mr. Johnson touching me," he mutters, but Enock just looks at him calmly. "I'm The Nixie – and that comes with the privilege of being naked," he smiles with a wink.

Nessa pointed at their clothes. “Off. All of it.” Lily-Rose’s hands shook, but she did it. Jeans. Panties. Bra. She stood there naked, nipples tight, pussy already wet from the kissing. Sienna stripped just as fast. Her tits, her stomach, the dark hair between her legs. Nessa stayed dressed. She wanted the power more than the skin. “On the bed,” Nessa said. “Open your legs. Let her see how wet you are.”

I immediately headed towards Alpha Sorren’s room, unsure of what I'd say or do when I got there, but I just had to see him. I got to his corner of his room, and I was about to turn when the door next to his room opened. I immediately hid myself. I couldn't get caught. I peeped, wanting to see who was standing there, and it was Nia, the Luna of the Stone Creek pack. She was adjusting her clothes and her bra with a smile on her face. I wondered why she'd be having sex with Alpha Harrison in this part of the house. It seemed very disrespectful to me.

The lewd, dirty photos left nothing to the imagination — her tits and open cunt-hole on full display for other men to see and lust over. We had fantastic sex that night. When the opportunity came for her to appear in her first proper porno film, I agreed to accompany her and watch. I stood behind the lights and cameras as Kamilla lay there wantonly on the bed, her pussy on full display and her lovely soft tits exposed to Carl, the male stud.

The next thing Calley heard was Nelly exclaiming: “Hey—oh my god! Why is there a nude painting of you up there?!” She laughed at Nelly’s reaction. Somehow, she’d expected this. “Do you like it?” Nelly instinctively stepped back and rubbed her arms as goosebumps ran down her skin. “Dear Lord, my hair’s standing! Caty, who the heck did you strip for to paint that?!” Nelly then turned to her with wide, almost tearful eyes. “Why would you pose naked for a painter? Does Ser Phill know about this? Why would you do this, Caty? He’d be devastated if he found out—”

A figure approaches. Tall, muscular, sharp-eyed. You can tell that here, she's the leader. Her arms are tattooed with black serpents, her eyes shine with a gleam of defiance. — So, you're the famous Cassandra. Her voice is low, gravelly. — Depends on who's asking. She smiles, revealing a gold tooth. — Here, they call me Rina. If you want to survive, you go through me. I tilt my head slightly. — Survive? I didn't come here to survive.

Nala’s chest rose and fell in sharp, broken gasps. Her body was already trembling from licking our dripping mess, her lips glossy with it, when the gateman gripped her arm and bent her forward without warning. She didn’t resist she folded obediently, palms flat on the floor, ass high in the air, legs quivering as she spread them wider, touching her toes like a punished schoolgirl. Her breath hitched, a nervous whimper leaving her lips, but he only grunted. His hand cupped her ass, spreading her cheeks apart until every part of her was exposed.

"Breathe, Leena. You need to relax for this to work. I'll be right here, holding your hand the entire time." Nalia takes place at her head and places her hands on her temples, Mistress Alana at her torso, hands in the air strategically above her. Leena's eyes close and she takes a long, deep breath. She once again, nods her head to let us know she's ready to continue and the women get to work. The next thirty minutes are spent in complete silence as they do what they need to do. Leena's eyes are now open and rolled back into her head. All I can see are the whites of her eyes and her whole body has begun to tense up.

The Luna's sharp glare made me shut up and rearrange my thoughts. Looking down on my socked feet, I said, "I saw a guy and a girl naked...at La Stanza Nera." I didn't know why I added the last part. It was a dire mistake that would land me in trouble, no doubts. Oh, how I'd blown this up. How had gotten Mamma and I into trouble? "A naked guy, you say," the Luna sighed. "Describe him." What? I whipped my head at her. Her deadpanned expression pinched me harder. I pursed my lips. "Uhm...he, uh. He's uhm, dark-haired. Muscled, uhm...has a, uh, wolf tattoo on his arm."