Scarlet Alexis Nude Novels & Stories

The men were taking off their clothes, and so were the females. Alexa’s eyes widened as she scanned the whole grounds and saw everyone stripping naked. "Family, Alexa. You don’t have to be embarrassed." I flicked the tip of her nose lightly. She scrunched up her nose at me before nodding her head, and with her eyes fixed on mine, she slowly dragged her shirt up, pulling it off her body as I did the same thing. I was mirroring her actions until we were both naked in front of each other. Her eyes swirled into black and I knew mine did as well, but we caught ourselves just in time and turned around instead.

He slowly pulled her pants down, taking her underwear with them. Sophia gasped, stepping out of them. Her skin flushed hot despite the cool air. She was completely naked now, and the way he stared at her made her knees weak. Her fingers trembled as she pulled at his shirt. Alex helped her, tugging it over his head and tossing it aside. Her hands immediately went to his chest, nails dragging down his skin and lingering on the scar from his surgery. She brushed her fingers on it and leaned closer, pressing a soft kiss to the scar.

"Then let's do it right. Strip for me." Alex's eyes darkened with hunger. She stepped back, peeling off her shirt, revealing full breasts spilling over a black lace bra, nipples already stiff and poking the fabric. Emma watched, breath quickening, as Alex unhooked the bra, letting her tits bounce free; heavy and round, begging to be sucked. Alex shimmied out of her jeans next, kicking them aside, her panties soaked at the crotch, the dark patch outlining her swollen pussy lips. "Your turn," Alex murmured, voice husky. Emma stood, shedding her blouse and skirt, standing in just thigh-high stockings and a sheer thong that did nothing to hide her trimmed bush or the slickness glazing her inner

“It just doesn’t make sense. Besides, well… we were tired last night. Maybe we imagined it, or something like that.” “You can’t both have the same hallucination. That’s impossible,” Alex replied, his voice firm but steady. Scarlett crossed her arms, nervous and confused. “I just can’t believe it… I really can’t. It’s just… I don’t know…” Alex stepped closer and gently took her hands. “Look into my eyes, Scarlett,” he asked in a whisper. She lifted her gaze, still full of doubt—and then she saw it. Alex’s eyes glowed an intense, unnatural green, something supernatural, as if she were getting lost in his stare, drawn in and terrified at the same time.

SCARLETT Alex’s back was turned to me as he strutted out of my room at two-fucking-am. My naked body was breathlessly heaving where I lay on the bed as I realized that I’d allowed him toy with my body yet again. And like every other time, I’d fucking enjoyed every second of it, be it the degrading or the maddening things his cock did to me. And this time, his magical tongue had joined in.

Like it was nothing, the three of them got completely naked right there in the backyard. "Scarlett!" Ariana said, covering her eyes, like seeing her naked sister might burn her retinas right out. I'd forgotten that Ariana hadn't witnessed Scarlett's earlier adventures. Ariana was still picturing her innocent little sister, rather than the sultry sexpot that Scarlett had revealed herself to be.

“You signed the contract. Your body is mine for the next year. Starting now. Take off your fucking clothes before I rip them off.” Her hands shook as she unbuttoned her blouse. The plain white fabric slid off her shoulders, revealing a simple cotton bra. Alexander’s gaze darkened. She pushed the skirt down her hips next, stepping out of it until she stood in just her underwear and worn sneakers. “All of it,” he growled. Emma unhooked her bra, letting her full, perky breasts spill free. Her nipples hardened instantly in the cool air. She hooked her thumbs into her panties and slid them down, kicking them aside. She was completely bare now—smooth, untouched pussy already glistening with reluct

Nothing was in their sight it was clear. Clean. Nada. Nothing. Alexis was beginning to think it was a horrible lie and she just strained her back for nothing until she saw it. She held her mouth to contain the shriek that threatened to escape at the sight of it. A hand. A green hand with disgustingly long nails that had a brown hue. And it was just a hand. No body was connected to it. Hector realised Alexis was in shock and attempting to calm her with a pat. It woke her up a bit, but the vision of that arm seemed painted in her mind.

She’d prefer that afterall than be under the scrutiny of so many people. Hours later, Alexa was on all fours in the center of the massive hotel bed, completely naked, facing the door like some offering. Her heavy breasts swung wildly beneath her with every brutal thrust, her rounded belly grazed the sheets, dragging slightly with each rock of her body. Her face was wrecked, her mouth open, eyes half-lidded and glassy, cheeks flushed dark red. And every few seconds a broken, desperate moan tore out of her throat, loud and shameless, the kind of sound that said she was already too far gone to care who might hear.

Chapter Twenty-five It was big—Her eyes caught glimpse of one thing, despite the magnificent stride of the man he was, regardless of his well chiseled frame and toned biceps that clearly showed the beautiful work of a grounded routine, considering the beautiful motif of a scarlet butterfly on one of his breasts and the bandage around his abdomen—Olivia’s eyes caught one thing alone, it made her scream in terror. Alex was a well built man, she couldn’t deny that fact, no matter how hard she tried to hate him. He was well endowed too, the naked image of his perfect body was bound to haunt her dreams for the rest of her life. She remained still, her eyes shut as Alex quickly grabbed a towel to