Nikki Charm Nude Novels & Stories

“It’s fine, I’m not mad. But every time he reminds me how we can’t be together, I wish I really did get with that Uriah guy. Did I show you a picture of him?” “No.” I’m a little surprised she’s saying that now, when she’s sober and has the benefit of hindsight. The guy must have been really hot. Nicki produces her phone, swipes across the screen, then passes it to me. “Holy shit.” “I know, right? He’s a total player though.” This Uriah guy is shirtless so I can see his well defined six pack, he’s tall, has long blond dreadlocks, and hazel eyes that seem to be looking right through me.

He preferred to put his money into his clothes and his investments. The club had natural-looking waterfalls, exotic decor, wild colorful plants, and trees built into the space around the dance floors and the private rooms. Each room inside was designed per the patron's specific requests and didn't have to correspond with the jungle theme. He shifted on the couch, and the heel of his black dress shoe hit something. Bending over, he slid the object out. It was a sketchbook, already open to a drawing. His heart flipped and his mouth went dry as he studied the work. A very provocative piece of a woman stretched out on a fainting couch covered the page. Jared settled the pad on his lap, then angl

The idea that a virtual stranger could do that to her, could make her nearly frantic with need, did not please her. Maybe there’s something in the air, she thought suspiciously, taking a discrete sniff. Maybe it’s not me at all, but something to do with that thing he calls me. What was it, a charmer? Glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, she asked, “What is this charmer business about, anyway?” He looked at her; obviously surprised she would choose to speak to him. He took a moment to answer. “A charmer makes men want her. It’s the special pheromone she produces that makes the Haunt male wild.”

Show her the pictures," Nikki hit him a couple more times, forcing him to take out his phone and find the evidence. He turned the phone around so I could see what was on his screen. The photo was of a nerdy teen, with clunky braces and thick black glasses which failed to hide his acne-scarred face. If it weren't for the boy's piercing green eyes, I would have doubted that it was of the same guy who was now sitting beside me. "Ok, I retract my previous statement," I announced. "Nikki, you're a miracle worker." "I certainly am," she joked, brushing off her shoulders, "and given that your starting point is like a million times better than his was, it shouldn't be too hard to make sure every guy

The fabric clung to her body, outlining every delicate curve, and his heartbeat surged. Fuck, she didn’t even seem aware of how breathtaking she looked. Eyes closed, lips parted.........she was both angel and sin. And he found himself unable to look away. Like a devotee to his goddess, he watched her unblinkingly as she lured him deeper into the spell of her charm.

I just felt really sexy when I'd watch back on me fingering myself and cumming. I had a thin frame with perky, soft tits that were bigger than someone with my frame should have. I had long blonde hair and a plump, firm bum from hours on end of squatting. Charlie was an innocent, nice guy. So I knew my kinky side shocked him, but that didn't stop me. Whenever either of us were away, I would send him nudes of myself, knowing it would be driving him crazy. I also loved the idea of him wanking and cumming just from looking at me.

I lean back in my chair, the prominent bulge of my erection in plain sight. "That would be ideal, but all shows are different, with no consistent people or locations. Nice dream though." Nikki puts her hands on the bottom hem of her shirt and pulls it off, letting it flutter to the floor. She has a white half-cup, bra, open netting with lace on the sides. Her breasts are full and round. Her nipples sit long and proud above the cup. She is still looking out the window. "Not true, Daddy." 'Daddy' again. We are there. That so-called elephant in the room. We both know exactly what she is talking about.

“Leave the stockings and heels on.” Jessica obeyed, reaching behind to unhook her bra. Her heavy breasts spilled free, full and soft with dark, hardened nipples. She hooked her thumbs into her panties and slid them down her legs, stepping out of them gracefully. She stood completely naked before him except for the sheer black thigh-highs and sleek heels. “Turn around,” Charlie ordered. “Show me that ass… then bend over and spread for me.” She turned slowly, giving him a full view of her round, firm ass. Then she bent at the waist, reaching back to spread her cheeks, exposing her glistening pussy and tight pink hole to his hungry gaze.

The only person that was left was… “Sup bitches!” All heads turned to the door. Even I was dumbfounded. Nicky was standing there. She was in a short, black leather dress with fishnet leggings. She had redone her hair and the purple highlights looked even brighter. She had a black choker on with spikes and a matching spiked bracelet. Her eye shadow was heavy and very smoky, with a hint of purple in it. She looked so punk and cool. I guess this was Nicky when she wasn’t cooped up with office attire.

"We're leaving. Now." "Do you know this jerk?" Chad asked, standing and meeting me chest to chest. If he only fucking knew how pissed I was, he'd be running with his tail between his legs. I stood taller, dwarfing him by at least six inches. When I turned toward Charli, I couldn't believe my eyes. She wasn't wearing anything that I'd bought. Under my grip was some cheap gold jewelry that looked like a snake twisted around her forearm. Her eyelids sparkled. She was made up like some kind of eighties' throwback punk-rocker.