Nichelle Nichols Nude Novels & Stories

“Ah, it's useless for you to say that, Nadya. You even really enjoyed our game last night.” I felt like I couldn't breathe hearing what Nichole just said. How did it happen? "If you don't believe me, I'll show you proof that you really enjoyed playing with me last night," replied Nichole then took his cell phone and showed it to me. Oh my god, why can I be like that? I feel like a whore. “Ahhhh.”

I tried to shake off the image of that old lady’s face out of my head. “Didnt make it.” Shit. I pushed the front door and exhaled. “May the baby’s should Rest in perfect peace.” ~ ~ ~ ~ Laura went to her room. I stood in the hallway before heading to the living room. Nicole was already there. She came back early I guess. Clearly fresh from the backyard. Tiny bikini top clinging to her full breast, the thin strings digging into sun-warmed skin. The bottoms rode high, barely covering anything. She bent over the low coffee table to grab the TV remote, legs parted just enough. The red fabric pulled tight across her pussy, outlining the soft swell of her lips and the faint crease between them.

The video of them dining and dashing at the mall, along with the recording I'd played in the company lobby, had been clipped together by a well-meaning netizen and posted online. The title read, "The Most Vicious Gold-Digger and His Horrible Family of the Year—A True Story of Preying on a Woman's Fortune." The video went viral instantly, shooting straight to the top of the trending charts. Someone found and leaked Alison and Tyler's photos. Though their faces were blurred, anyone who knew them could recognize them at a glance. Tyler's company had initially considered keeping him on. He was, after all, a long-time employee. But once they saw the public outcry spiraling out of control, they is

She stops in front of him, and gets up. "I want to see you naked." He whispers and she nods before unclasping the hook of her bra. She lets the material fall off her body, revealing her luscious full breasts. Nicholas watches the bra as it hits the ground and then stares back at her full chest, watching the way it moved up and down as she breathes. He then proceeds to take off her panties slowly, her eyes not leaving his, as she drops it to the ground. "Bend down." He commands, and she does as she’s told. He unbuckles his belt and then pulls his trousers down to his thighs.

~GRAY~ I light a cigarette and stare at the photo Nick sent me. Now I wished I was with her , to probably cover her naked body which is supposed to be seen by only me. The white bikini bottom hugs her skin and she looks irresistible. The thought of some horny fuck face wooing her irritates me. I couldn't risk her safety and I had to send Nick and the others to look after her.

ADORA’S P.O.V "You never know, your Mr. Right might just be sitting at the strip side tonight, or maybe the pool side… just imagine him,” Nichole said, waving her right hand over the air as she demonstrated, but her left hand still gripped my hand as we passed through the noisy crowd. “Rich, hot, and dangerous. Just your type." Nichole shouted, her face immediately turned to look at me "That's your type, Nikki. Not mine." I shouted back in reply.

She sounded unsure but Liliana knew what she was saying. He immediately took off her strappy shirt, she wasn't wearing a bra which was easier for him. Liliana was wearing tight short. When he pulled it down, he smirks when he realized she wasn't wearing any underwear. He got her out of the short so she was nude in his presence. He pulled her towards the bed. "Lie down" he ordered. She lies flat on the bed. Liliana had become comfortable when she's naked in front of Nicholas. He pull off his shirt in front of her. Just the sight of his hard rock body makes her wet.

Nicole was standing before the wide mirror as the seamstress and a few maids ran around her. She had a big smile on her face, however, her eyes shone with an unknown light. "The dress!!" The seamstress shouted. It turned out that Nicole was only dressed in her underwear and she didn't feel embarrassed about it. She had learned that going naked in the Pack wasn't even a big deal. Soon, the dress was taken out and it looked like it came out from the Victorian Era.

I turn my head sharply to peer out the French doors. Well, Nico is no longer among the missing, because there he is, laying back on a lounger. I can see him through the greenery in the landscaped planter. He's in his bathing suit and shirtless. Those pecs and abs that tantalize me almost constantly now are on full display. But what's worse is that Nico's bare chest is being enjoyed by an up-close audience of one . . . a beautiful woman who, from what I can see from this vantage point, is wearing a barely-there bathing suit herself.

Niccola’s eyes shine in excitement, and fear lingers on her nervous smile. Slowly, Niccola looks away, avoiding my stare as she unfastens her bra, but she doesn’t stop as she feels exposed. And when she removes her panties, I let out a soft growl as she stands for a moment, soft, real, and breathtakingly beautiful, rubbing her arm uncomfortably.