Nora Fawn Nudes Novels & Stories

Chapter One: Your Fine Fucking Feet! Nora’s POV “Bend a little… A small smile. Good.” The camera shutter clicks and flashlight flashes. With a body on fire, banging and hot like your next meal, I model clothes… lingerie. And when I want to go all out, I let the nipples poke the thin fabric, and my clit is evident in the thongs. Summer is approaching, a period to sample fine bikinis and sexy feet… Just like that of my photographer!

He had spent the past hour taking stock of how thoroughly Weldon was arrowing those images back at the bank, how the world media was exploiting Norah’s naked body for ratings. Even so, he had looked at everything but her photographs, deliberately sparing Norah one more pair of male eyes… Sparing himself a disturbing mix of rage and arousal. The thought that men around the world were jerking off over her naked pictures was making him madder than he wanted to be.

Zanvil woke up because his phone continued ringing. He groaned when he felt his head spinning. He knew it was because of a hangover. He shouldn't have drank so much but it was because of his best friend Nathan. He was drinking his sorrows away with him and now it's time to repay with a bloody hangover. When he turned around he almost jumped out of the bed. Nora was sleeping peacefully beside him and to his utter horror she was naked. The blanket barely covering her chest. She was looking so beautiful like an angel. When he looked at himself he found himself naked too.

I watched the entire episode of that porn and logged in the other one when Ronan returned with a delicious platter of steak. We ate our food with easy conversations and after that we were at it again. “That too, sweetheart. Take it all off.” Ronan said, eyeing my bra. Slowly, I obey. I unfasten my bra and let the cups slip off my arms before dropping the material to the floor. Then, I pull my panties down, letting the lace slip to the floor before stepping out and presenting myself nude for my handsome fiancé’s gaze. His blue eyes eat up my curves, loving their fleshy generosity.

Added a third finger, scissored them, tongue never leaving Nora’s clit. Nora came again, harder, sobbing Liv’s name. Liv stood, turned Nora around, pressed her chest to the tile. Spread her cheeks. Licked from clit to hole in one slow motion. Nora’s knees buckled. Liv held her up with one arm around her waist, tongue pushing inside her ass, slow and filthy. Nora had never felt anything like it. She came again just from that, untouched, pushing back against Liv’s face. Liv stood, spun her back around.

He removed his shirt and picked up a bottle, raising his hands as the cool water trickled down his handsome face and sweaty body. “AHHHH!!!” the crowd howled wildly at the scene. Some infatuated girls even fainted on the spot after they watched his bare upper body, which was like that of an ancient Greek god. Nora’s face turned a shade darker. This man! - - - Nora pushed open the door, and Liam’s naked body entered her line of sight. She closed the door with a loud bang and stepped inside. Hearing the noise, Liam did not turn over and continued putting on his belt.

She unclasps her bra with a sly grin, letting it fall away, and my eyes are immediately drawn to her ample chest, her nipples hardening in the cool outpost air. "Here!" Bear chimes in, tossing a couple of pillows over the table. Nora props one below her head and the other under her lower back. She sinks into them with an exaggerated sigh and begins to undo her trousers. I help her, impatiently pulling them down and past her ankles as I get into position by the side of the table.

Carla asked with a serious face while staring me. "Yeah bro, Do you have issues with Nun or what? I mean you can't tell us you got another Nun who looked like the lady from last night." Peter quarried. "She obviously doesn't look like the lady from last night. What going on? I thought we meant to look for the whore who stole those documents not get back at your issues with Nun." "I don't have any issues with them.... except from the one I got in captivity." I said sharply. "This making it two now." Peter added.

“Are you leaving me alone inside the bathroom? Please stay.” Am I dreaming? Mrs Williams is asking me to stay with her in the bathroom. Does she want to put me in the mood? What are you saying? Are you not already in the mood? I said to myself. I could feel the righting of my trousers and the gradually hardening of my dick. Before my eyes, Mrs Williams was taking off his clothes as she stood under the shower. I tried to look away and what I felt next was a slash of water. I turned and saw Nora, naked and her breasts were still standing. Her gorgeous hips almost made me release my water of life. “Why are you standing over there? Please, come and wash my back.”