Naz Mila Nude Novels & Stories

Meanwhile Moravec pulled a chair and sat in front of her with a smirking face. Mila unpinned her hair and unbuttoned the orange shirt which exposed her black bra, the woman did not reveal her body instead slipped her hands inside the bra and pulled out her melons. Moravec could feel his pleasure building up seeing his woman's tempting expression, as she inserted her finger within the wet hole and then picked the vibrator. Mila realized what it was and it made her shy considering that Moravec wanted to see her playing with herself. She licked vibrator and put it inside her mouth pretending to give him a blowjob. "Mmrf...do...you like it? Mm, love?"

Back at the hotel, Nivea, Oasis, and Mila had gushed over my outfit the second I stepped out of the bathroom, still damp, hair falling in loose waves. "Look at her," Mila said, hand pressed to her chest like she might actually cry. "Her first relationship with a boy and she's in heaven." "He's not my boyfriend," I corrected. "And definitely not a BOY!" "That means you won't mind to share," Mila shot back, already grinning. "With the things you've said he does to your body, I wouldn't mind experiencing that before I die." "Cut it out. You're not dying, and I'm not sharing."

The second the front door clicked shut and Julian’s car pulled away, Mila pounced. She grabbed Lydia by the hips and slammed her back against the counter. “Finally. Strip me. Right fucking now, you little slut.” Lydia’s hands shook with arousal as she obeyed. She pulled Mila’s tank top up and off. Mila’s full, heavy breasts bounced free, nipples stiff and begging to be sucked. Then she slid Mila’s shorts and soaked panties down her legs, leaving her completely naked. Mila’s eyes burned with lust. “Good little whore. Now strip for me. Slowly.”

I gasped and rolled off him to cover my naked body. " Mom!" Wyatt growled. I peeked out of the sheets to see his mother and there she was; divinely beautiful. She was tall and slender with blonde hair and she wore pantsuits. Mila was smiling at me gently. She walked closer to the side where I was. " There's our beautiful girl," She beamed. She didn't even look fazed that we were naked under the sheets and the room smelled of sex. I smiled awkwardly at her. " Hello,"

Though it was a legitimate question, I couldn't help but smile. "Thankfully, not that either," I said. "But it’s like we thought. I just saw pictures of other young girls on Mr. Williams' desktop. He didn't even try to hide it when I came in." "Slow down Mila. What exactly did you see?" she asked me, still holding my shoulders. "They had statistics, descriptions, even their measurements. The girls were half naked for God's sake. It was probably a dating site." Ada didn't speak at first but then she laughed under her breath and smiled knowingly.

Mike asked as he grinned on his lips. Milka giggled. “I am going to take a shower, do want to join me?” Mike asked. “Sure,” Milka said as she stood up. Mike slid down his trousers, leaving boxers and vest on his body. Milka was so embarrassed as she turned away from him. “Why are you shy? We are husband and wife, we have nothing to hide,” Mike said as he walked to her. “I am just shy, this is the first time I am seeing a man naked,” Milka said. “Beside, I don't know if I am comfortable to stand naked before you.”

Nick gets up to grab our dinner, but I notice him tense up right after he opens the door, which lets me know something is wrong. "Babe, I've been calling you crazy," Mila says. When she sees me, she lets out a gasp. "What the hell is going on here, Nick?" "Why is this bitch naked on your bed?" She screams. "That is none of your business, Mila. "What exactly do you want?" He says harshly. "I came to see if you were here because you weren't in the packhouse, and this is the surprise I get." She yells. "We have nothing to talk about, Mila; if you tell anyone what you saw here today and I hear about it, I will rip your throat out. Do you understand?" Nick replies angrily.

All he proved was that I made the right choice by bringing Camila here. “Why are you in such a good mood?” a woman’s voice asks sardonically. Sitting up, I see that Mila has arrived. She’s wearing her typical outfit—I’ve never seen her in anything else—a pair of black jeans and a black tank-top, her cropped jacket shining the way well-worn leather does. Her short, raven-black hair bounces as she approaches. With her snowy skin, she might as well be a walking monochromatic photo. “I just learned I have the trump card to ending Yannick right here under my roof.”

But as she took in his visuals, she could not help but be mesmerized by his sharp jawline, thick eyelashes, slim nose, also, his bare chest decorated with abs and muscles that defined the word perfection. Her cheeks flushed when she realised she was gawking like a hawk at a man's bare chest for the past fifteen minutes. No one taught him manners it seems Miliani muttered under her breath, trying to ease the rising guilt of her own actions, as he was sleeping with his upper body naked in someone else's presence. But it wasn't her fault, she had never seen any man's bare body before, especially not one as perfectly sculpted as his.

She gasped in shock,her heart beating fast at the scene before her. Her mate,and closest friend Arnold is on top of a lady, the both of them were fully naked making love while the lady moaned in pleasure as he continued banging her hard. They were so engrossed in the acts of foreplay and did not sense her presence in the room. “Arnold…..,”Mila called out his name with a broken voice full of pain as tears streamed down her eyes silently. “How could you?” Arnold just stared at her without saying any word in response.His face was filled with anger at Mila obstruction.