Obey Angelina Nude Novels & Stories

Blair Angel was an arsenal of sensuality. The redhead closed her eyes for a second, allowing herself to be everything the people around her thought she was. Deep down, she knew she was unreachable at that moment. His body was a ready-made rhythmic choreography, engaging as if he knew and dominated the environment, the music, the moment. "I think I saw an angel" Anna commented, looking seriously shaken.

Angelina got to the desk, hopped up and sat on it, spreading her legs as she used her index finger to gesture Nathaniel to come nearer. “What are you thinking?” she asked, pulling him closer as she unbuttoned the button of his shirt. “Wooah,” her eyes sparkled, “I don't know my student is doing gym,” she faked gasped, her eyes widened comically. Taking his nipple in her fingers, touching it while she shook her legs, making the heels fall. Angelina put her feet on his front and noticed the wetness. “Why are you wet? What is going on in your head? Naughty and freaky thoughts?” she asked as she rubbed her feet on his front, making him release tiny groans.

he continued. “Or heaven must have really messed up with me, Dad,” I murmured in annoyance, but he only smirked at me. “Can angels have babies?” Olivia sat upright as she asked, looking at Elenita, but when she ignored her, she pressed her forehead again on the car window. “Oh! There’s Angela!” She raised her hand, pointing her finger at the two young women and a man getting into a convenience store. I had not caught a glimpse of their faces, but I had enough of her. This is the last time I will look for Angela. And after today, I will forget about her… wishing I could really forget her.

"Billshit. Over time, you will become a company slave and shit.” Angel ignored her cousin's sarcasm and continued dancing to the music. She freed herself to do anything tonight. She even wore one of Ellena's sexy dresses that she had just brought from Las Vegas. The dress was thigh-length, had a deep V-neck and almost touched her navel. Underneath the dress she only wore a thin thong and something for her breast. It was definitely not a bra. She didn't wear it at all tonight. Ellena gave her a bra cup with tape to protect her precious assets. “Psst...”

I mumbled helping her take off her dress shirt which was the only thing she had on with her beautiful pink lace panties and threw it to the side where mine was. She shyly covered her breasts and I gave her a comforting smile, "Andrea you are beautiful inside out. Please let me see you." She hesitantly removed her hands and I gulped taking in her body. The only piece of clothing left on her were her panties. She had curves in all the right places, her breasts were big but not too much and the way her hair just laid out around her head made her look like a fucking goddess. "Fuck me," I whispered.

His steel bluish orbs zeroed on the figure who was crouching on the semi plastered rough floor, her eyes squeezed shut tightly and her one knee touching the floor and the other just few centimetres above. His Angel!!! ***

On the other hand, the boy was still panting hard due to the hot session. His jeans were still unzipped even if his briefs and jeans were pulled up. His hairs deshelved. His lips were bruised and his eyes were still hooded with lust. "Breathe... Relax now". The man said in his baritone voice. The boy snuggled more into his chest, inhaling his expensive perfume on his clothes. "Will you come up"? The boy asked once his breathing turned normal and he was calm enough to sit back in the lap bit comfortably.

“I want you just like this.” “Nicholas?” Her breathy voice made my heart stutter. “Yeah, Angel,” I mumbled against her warm skin. “I need a shower.” Realization hit me, and I instantly felt guilty and like an asshole. She was a virgin. “I’ll do one better.” My voice was hoarse. “I’ll run you a bath.” I removed the straps from her ankles and wrists. Her cheeks flushed. She was beautiful. A shy smile danced upon her lips, and I scooped her up into my arms.

Apparently, she knows this, because when I start licking and playing with her nipples, she bites her lips and swallows any loud sounds that could get us into trouble. "Where are you going?" I ask in a whiny voice as Angelique pushes my shoulders and stands up, "I thought you told me to..." "God, calm down," she giggles, unbuttoning the button of her uniform pants and letting them drop to the floor with ease. She's left in just a pair of tiny white panties. The fact that she’s standing in front of me half naked in the middle of the desert, where anyone could see us, with her long hair falling from her shoulders, almost covering her breasts completely, and with that wicked smile that promises

I unconsciously felt a smile grace my lips thinking about her. I had never been too close to her before today and seeing her almost naked was enough to make me all riled up. After she fell on me, her cleavage was enough to make me crazy. Her smooth creamy skin with little droplets of water dripping from it was enough to make me crave for it. My Angel's just too beautiful. Inside and out. Dylan came shortly. We talked about the picture in my room. I texted Angel not to disturb me for a while.