Senya Nude Novels & Stories

Damien sat at his desk, a video call open on his computer screen. On the other end, Selene was completely naked. She had her legs spread wide with no shame whatsoever, her fingers pumping rapidly in and out of her dripping pussy, slick sounds filling the room. She moaned at the screen: "Alpha, you scared me so bad yelling at me on the phone… but I want you so much right now. Does that big cock of yours miss me?" Damien sat there stone-faced, but his fly was already undone, his thick, veined cock standing fully erect.

Selena raised her eyebrows nonchalantly. “Ms. Yeager, don’t you understand? You’re being rude for coming here uninvited. Is this what the Yeager family is capable of? To tell you the truth, Eric can’t come out because he’s still lying in bed naked from having too much sex last night.” “You… You’re shameless!” Cindy yelled. Selena laughed. Her slender neck and shoulders were straight, and she was a charming woman. When she stood there, she looked more like an arrogant little temptress.

I walking into the room completely naked. And that’s when I froze. Shenaya as standing in the middle of the room, staring wide-eyed at my naked form. For a moment, neither of us spoke, it was as if time froze. Her eyes widened in shock with her cheeks flushing a deep red as she tried to avert her gaze but couldn’t quite tear her eyes away. "Who comes out of the shower without a towel on?" Shenaya finally shouted, clearly embarrassed and frustrated. She quickly covered her face with her hands, trying to hide her flushed cheeks.

Her graceful movements always captivated those who watched, which is why many tutors praised Catherine's modelling skills. "Svarga." Someone called out to him. He was surprised to see his mother arrive. Samantha was holding the hand of a very familiar woman. "Hi, Svarga," the woman greeted, her beautiful eyes shining. "Oh, hi!" Svarga approached, giving a quick hug with a matching happy smile. "How are you, Shena?" Her name was Shena Renata. She had been busy with her modelling career in Mexico and Canada. Standing about 170 centimetres tall, her eyes were clear, her eyelashes long, and her body was slim but well-proportioned.

Then there was only darkness, consciousness. At the sound of soft music flowing from the surround system, Beyoncé’s Dangerously In Love, I opened my eyes. Nelly was standing at the end of the bed, stark naked, a small packet glinting in his hand. "You vibrate like a fucking cell phone when you're about to come. That's...sexy as hell.” And it was freaking amazing! Damn, I want to do that again. And again. And again. I gave him a satiated grin.

Altogether they posed like in a photoshoot. Senna was wearing her strapless cocktail dress that is color yellow. The dress's design has stripped at the waist, which shows Senna's sexy curve. As per Therese, she was wearing a fit-and-flare pink dress. The dress design is backless, allowing people to see how even the back of her body has flawless skin. They were having the best day of their lives, laughing at each other's antics. And then there is a familiar voice that brings them back to reality.

“Let me make you feel good, Rene.” He sat me down at the edge, bending down on his knees. Slowly, he lifted the hem of my nightie up until it was bunched around my waist, exposing my pussy to the air. I wasn’t completely clean shaven because Nathan didn’t care for that. Suddenly, I was hit with a touch of self-consciousness, but the look in Remy’s eyes told me to quiet those thoughts. He was ready to feast, no matter the presentation.

He touched my neck and slid his hands down my breasts. “You’ve gotten prettier, how do you manage to do it?” he said with a frisky tone. “What are you talking about, I don't know you,” I retorted, moving away from him. “You don't need to know me, it's not important anymore,” he replied, grabbing my arms with a firm grip and slamming me to the floor. His tongue grazed my breast as he crawled up to my face and softly bit my neck. “Orders were to kill you, but I figured out it's better to have you for myself once again, Lena,”

Saffron whined. The brunette looked over at her silver-haired friend with a pout on her lips. Esper chuckled as she pulled on an oil slick colored two-piece. The bottoms were high waisted with wide strap cut-outs along her hips, and the top was a razorback halter with multiple thick straps going across her chest and around her ribs. "If I have a porno chest, then what do you call Senna's?" Both girls looked over at their shy friend. The auburn-haired vampire had just finished putting on a vintage sailor pinup swimsuit, her boobs on full display. Senna quickly covered herself up as she felt their attention.

She shoved Lena’s oversized band tee up and over her head in one rough motion. Lena’s breasts spilled free — full, nipples already dark and tight. Sienna didn’t wait. She dipped her head and sucked one into her mouth — hard, hungry, no gentleness left. Lena’s back arched off the couch. “Fuck— yes—” Sienna sucked harder. Teeth grazed. Tongue lashed fast over the sensitive peak while her hand found the other nipple — pinching, rolling, tugging until Lena was writhing beneath her. “You’re so fucking sensitive here,” Sienna murmured against wet skin.