Stephanie Leonidas Nude Novels & Stories

At first, I didn’t know what he meant by fancy but I once I saw the outside of this meet up, it all became clear. I wore a black dress that went just below my knees, the top half was a corset like dress which was sheer, while the skirt flared out a tiny bit. I wore black heels while curling my hair at the button. I was trying to keep myself busy so I wouldn’t overthink what’s about to happen, it wasn’t just down to Markus but also worrying if they’ll find out I’m working with Jacob and what they’d do. I take one last look in the mirror at myself, I used as much makeup as I could to hide the cuts and bruises up my face and arms, I looked somewhat like myself I suppose. With a sigh I pick my p

Her words didn’t stop me, they only made me get rougher, assaulting her ass with my hands, grabbing and squeezing as much and hard as I could. "Diamond, let me go!” Stephanie yelled and used all of her strength to push me away from her, creating some distance between us. Stephanie stood a few feet away from me, staring up at me as if expecting an explanation. I remained silent, my eyes filled with lust. I had never seen her fully naked before; the last time, she was just in her bikini. My gaze roved over Stephanie's naked body, savouring her features and anticipating having my hands all over her naked body.

There’s a woman behind him. She’s standing barefoot on the rug, wrapped in one of his hoodies, hair loose down her back like she belongs there. She’s beautiful in a soft, effortless way no sharp edges, no armor. The kind of beauty that doesn’t have to prove anything. “Oh,” I say. The word falls out of me, small and useless. Ethan turns, startled. “Oh Cam, this is….” “Lena,” the woman says, stepping forward with an easy smile. “Hi.”

My whole body screams to flee, but my legs remain frozen. — You came to be mine, didn't you? he says, almost softly, but every word weighs like an order. I nod, unable to speak. Every fiber of my body is taut between desire and fear. He steps forward, measuring the space between us, like a predator evaluating its prey. I instinctively retreat, but my feet meet the wall behind me. I am trapped. — Look at yourself... he breathes. All your obsession, all your dependency... you reveal yourself to me without my having to lift a hand. You humiliate yourself, Tania.

Constant questioning him like he's a child. He gets home and meets her naked in the bedroom. She didn't hear him come in, so she's not aware of his presence. She's so beautiful. He drinks her in, from her feet, to the soft swell of her bottom, up her back and hair. Her skin is so smooth. He feels his member harden and he grows hot with need, but it doesn't feel as intense as when he looks at Lisa. He's never seen Lisa naked, and looking at her still does things to him. He's looking at Stephanie, his supposed mate, and all he can feel is lust. Nothing else, just pure lust. She bends over to pick her towel, and he gets a glimpse of her pink snatch, so full and looks juicy. He holds back a groa

Plus, not to be obnoxious about it, but I'd just gotten his wife off pretty spectacularly with my average sized cock less than 12 hours earlier. The handjobs continued for several minutes without much change. Then Bryan did something that I had been debating doing myself. He yanked on Stephanie's towel, causing it to fall to the floor. She was now completely naked. She just smiled, no hint of self-consciousness. This girl continued to surprise me. It took about four seconds until I'd done the same to Lara. She didn't protest, but I could tell she was feeling self-conscious. Even last night she had never been completely naked. She'd had the tank top on the whole time. This was the first time

He makes a face but I'm not sure if he looks disappointed or impressed that I'm disagreeing with him. "I don't know what happened before, but she's really sweet. She's not a sow-your-oats sort of girl." They all look at each other like I'm stupid and then Stephen gets his phone out, searching through until he finds what he's looking for and passing me his phone. On the screen is a blurry image of Cleo, completely naked and lying on a bed with two boys either side of her, their backs are to the camera so they're not identifiable, both of them naked too.

his lips tipped up. “You may be right” he said lightly as he walked closer and I took a step back, the bed hitting the back of my legs and forcing me to a stop. My brows furrowed. What exactly was I right about? “But you’re close enough so I can do this…” I barely got a moment to register his movement and then I was falling backwards onto the bed. In the next second, King Leonidas flipped me over and tore my dress off my body in one go. I shrieked at his force and tried to fight my way out of his hold but he held me down, tearing the rest of my clothes until I was naked under him.

In the spacious private bathroom of their luxurious home, warm steam rose like an erotic mist from the hot water shower flowing freely, soaking the shiny white tiles and their naked bodies. Sonya, a 27-year-old woman with a seductive, mature body—full breasts, wide hips, and smooth, honey-coloured skin—stood under the stream of water, her long black hair wet and clinging to her back, her brown eyes filled with desire as she looked at Leon. Leon, a 20-year-old stepson with an athletic body, prominent six-pack muscles glistening wet, and a penis stiff from the effects of the strong drug he had just swallowed, approached Sonya with a mischievous smile.

In the Cabin, Stephen sat with a picture of the women in his hand. He caressed the women in the picture thinking about the olden days. "I'm coming for you Leonidas," He said before placing the picture back in his diary... . . . To be continued... . Do tell me what do you think about Stephen and your views on the chapter in the comments section... . With Much Love... Elvira 🤍