Natalie Merchant Nude Novels & Stories

She sashayed out of the room, making sure I got a good look at her sweet behind through the transparent tight she had on her butt as she went. I rushed through my morning routine and was almost finished getting into my regalia when Natalie appeared in my bedroom in nothing but a towel. “Before I get in the shower, I wanted to give you something.” She came close and took my wrist. She moved my hand down between her legs and up under her towel. My fingertips grazed her pussy. She was wet down there. It seemed like this girl was in a constant state of arousal. Perhaps, due to the pregnant state she was.

I cuss under my breath as images of Nathalie sprawled on the bed in her panties and bra suddenly pops into my mind. Fuck. I can't keep the image out of my head and it's driving me fucking crazy. I think I need a quick break. I take off my shirt using it to fan my sweaty body. Turning around, I do a double-take at the sight of a wide eyed Nat at the entrance. She is putting on a skimpy pink crop top and a white short short that puts her long legs on a perfect display. I let out an inaudible groan, my cock automatically straining in my briefs as an image of those legs wrapped around my head replaces the one on my mind.

One of the men growled. "Strip, Natalie," Xavier ordered. "What?!" She exclaimed shocked. There was a loud gunshot and Natalie shrieked when she saw one of the women's arms bleeding. "Next one will be in her head. Now do what he told you!" The man from earlier yelled. Crying helplessly, Natalie stripped her wedding dress leaving her in her underwear and corset. She tried desperately to cover her naked body from the prying eyes of Xavier and the other men but it was of no use.

Due to the practice of yoga, her body was more slender with her back being straight. Sherman looked charming and elegant. And the fair skin of her exposed back was like ivory. Honestly speaking, Sherman felt uneasy with her back exposed. Natali was in white, while Sherman was in black. Natalie looked cute and innocent in the dress.

"I might be able to help you, Trixsie, but it'll cost you." I nodded eagerly, ready to agree to anything. "I'll do anything, Natalie. Please, I'll be your slave." Natalie's smile widened. "I like the sound of that. Come in, and we'll discuss the terms of our agreement." I followed her inside, my heart pounding with anticipation. Natalie led me to her bedroom, where I saw an array of latex outfits, sex toys, and piercing equipment laid out on the bed. "Strip," Natalie commanded, her voice stern. I obeyed, slowly peeling off my latex dress to reveal my naked body. Natalie's eyes roamed over my curves, taking in every inch of my exposed skin.

The two of us moved through the stalls, quickly gathering the thick woolens and leather boots the kids needed before retreating to a corner teahouse for some warmth. We had barely taken our seats when Natalie’s ears pricked forward. He glared at a nearby table where a Beta female was slickly angling her device toward us. Natalie slid out of his chair like a hunting wolf, stepping directly into her space. "Are you capturing our images without pack consent? Clear the device right now!" I moved up right behind him to keep him from shifting. Stunned by Natalie’s sheer size, the woman reluctantly cleared her screen, muttering, "Why are you barking at me? It’s not like I was looking at you!"

I ran back to the library to my uncle Harry's computer. The first one I insert in the DVD drive is labeled NST01. There is also an NST02, NST03 and NST04. The computer is in auto-play mode and it mounts the DVD. There is an MS-Word file, an mpeg video file and a folder full of jpeg files. I open the jpegs first because I want to see if they are pictures of Nicole. They aren't. They are pictures of an older woman about my mom's age. The pictures show her in various stages of undress, then various nude poses; bent over, legs spread, masturbating and some close ups of her erect nipples and wet pussy lips. She's a very attractive woman and my cock is responding, especially to the one with her le

“That.” My gaze drops to the phone, a naked picture of her in a blue wig and a mask stares at me. Initially, I’m shocked, but I try to hide it. “Nudes?” “Swipe,” she says. I begin to swipe, it's different angles of her naked, some without her face in it, some in lingerie and then a video pops up, it's her on her bed, naked and licking a long huge dildo. That one makes me gasp, “Arielle—” I pause.

Thank Goddess for not letting my voice waver. The door opened, showing Nash’s dishevelment state. His hair was messy; his clothes weren’t worn properly, showing his chest, which was marred with kiss marks. This wasn’t the first, but the pain doubled even more. Natalie emerged behind him. She only wore a maroon robe. My robe. Her slender neck tilted to the right, showing me the love bites from Nash. ‘Goddess, why are you doing this to me? I’d rather live without mate than suffer like this.’