Serena Solace Nude Novels & Stories

Several full songs played. What snapped us out of our collective trance was when Serena decided to disrobe. First to go was the pullover she was wearing over her tank top. With her eyes still closed and her hips still swaying, she then she reached down and unbuttoned her shorts (she had changed clothes after our encounter earlier in the day). She shimmied out of the shorts, letting them fall to the floor, and stepped out of them. She was wearing a pair of plain white cotton panties. Next went the tank top, which she tossed on the floor. She was wearing no bra, so she was now completely naked but for the panties, still swaying to the music. She was just so stunning, so sexy, that lust soon ov

Serena was finding it difficult to breathe… hell she was finding it difficult to do anything other than feel, they were on the bed in this room filled with torture devices and the only thing she could do was feel and gasp as his tongue trailed down the length of her stomach. Where was her dress, she thought. It was probably lying discarded at the foot of the bed. Wasn’t she supposed to be panicking right now and running for the hills? “Serena” Damon groaned and all thoughts took flight. He had her hands pinned to her side and her legs parted by his body, she was totally naked and he was still clothed but doing things to her that nobody had ever done. Serena’s back arced as his fingers slid d

Then, another buzz. Savannah. I almost toss the phone across the room, but the preview catches my eye. Looks like she’s so heartbroken. Enjoy the show. [Live Feed: Club Obsidian] I tap the link. The video opens on low, violet lights and pulsing bass. Then the camera tilts— And there she is. Serena. Spinning in a dress I’ve never seen before. Low cut, backless, short. Hugging her curves like a second skin.

I cum with Roman’s cock buried inside me and Serena’s fingers on my clit. My pussy spasms around the cock inside me so hard that Roman’s rhythm stutters. He pulls out before he finishes. Serena stands and peels her dress off over her head and she’s naked underneath — no bra, no underwear, just tanned skin and perfect tits and a pussy that’s glistening because she’s been watching her husband fuck me.

" I ignored his hollow excuses and found them utterly pathetic. Reaching into my pocket, I pulled my phone out and held it up to his face. A woman's coy, mocking voice sounded in the room. "Hello? Sadie Holten? How does it feel? Have you seen Zane's true nature yet? "I sent you the laptop on purpose. It was quite a surprise, wasn't it?" It was Cassie's voice, dripping with the smug triumph of a victor. Zane's body jolted. He stared at the phone in disbelief, then looked back at me as Cassie's voice continued. "Do you really think you've won? Zane loves me more now."

Her long dark-chestnut hair was spread out, wet, clinging to both sides of her wax-pale cheeks. Her lips were a horrifying gray-purple, her eyes shut. At her left shoulder, the fabric had shifted a little from tumbling in the water, revealing a corner of that unremarkable old scar, clear as day. It was Sera. Her hands were folded quietly over her belly. My eyes nailed themselves to her belly. Because the clothes were completely soaked, clinging tight to her body, the part the skirt had hidden now showed a clear, rounded curve. Boom. My mind felt like it had been struck.

Their praise wrapped around my vulnerabilities and turned them into something beautiful. Nico’s hands slid to my shoulders. He unhooked my bra with practiced ease. The fabric fell away and my breasts spilled free, heavy and full. He groaned softly. “Fuck, Serena. These are incredible. Heavy and soft just right for our hands. For our mouths.” I gasped as Dante cupped one breast, thumb circling the stiff peak. Pleasure shot through me sharp and sudden. Leo’s hand moved lower, palming the generous curve of my ass, squeezing with just enough pressure to make me arch into them.

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.

I started flipping pages and I swallowed hard when I saw Solana's picture holding a liquor topless and the only thing that covers her upper body is her arm. "Does it look okay?" I immediately put the magazine down when I heard her voice. I steal some glances and when I saw her wearing a green gown that perfectly hugs her body I can't help but stare. Solana is busy staring at the mirror but after a while, she saw my reflection. Solana stared at my reflection intently and I did the same but our gazes wear tear off when Olivia spoke. "Babe, what do you think of this one?" Olivia asked so I turned my head at her.

Daxon said as he rubbed his palms and left me alone on the rooftop. ‘What the heck! Don’t tell me you are going to sleep with him and let him impregnate you,’ Ena didn’t wait a minute before she started complaining. ‘Ena! You can sleep if you want,’ I suggested, taking slow and steady steps towards the staircase. ‘No! I am not letting you do this, Serena. That is madness. Even if you let him, he will never delete that video. He must have copied it elsewhere,’ she began to complain and prevent me from thinking about what to do next.