Tina Louise Nudes Novels & Stories

Lori said. "We got to see your goodies, so you get to see ours," Lisa giggled nervously. Both had trimmed their red nether hair into small triangles just above their exposed lower lips, which were shining with more than a little wetness. Ben tore his eyes away and looked at Tina, who stood demurely between the two amazons. She looked shyly at Ben, and his eyes assured her of everything she needed to know. She blushed, and a warm tingle shot through her body. "You look exquisite," he said.

Tina kept staring at Terri's bald pussy and said, "When Jeff and I get home we are going to shave each other and be bald like you are. I have to keep fluffing the hair on my pussy to make sure its dry so I don't get chaffed and all you had to do was wipe off the water. I also love the look of your bald pussy." Terri smiled and said, "I want you both to come back and show me after you shave. Jeff, since you're taking a couple of days off, how about coming back out here tomorrow?" Jeff looked at Tina before asking, "What do you think honey?" Tiny smiled and said, "I'd love to but tomorrow is Saturday and we had some plans. However if we can get out of them, I'd love to come back out here. I've

I got it on and peered at the screen. It was a text. The name on top of the text icon read Tina. I realized that until now she had temporarily stopped texting. I had not even noticed until this text right now. I contemplated shoving my phone back into my pockets but curiosity got the better of me, and I tapped on the text icon to open it. There was a nude picture of her in something that looked like a black Jeep with a red interior, her breasts propped up on the steering wheel and her back arched, thighs parted as she stared sideways at the camera, lips parted and hair tousled.

She’d arrived yesterday in tight jeans and a cashmere coat, hugged me a little too long, and whispered, “You got tall, baby bro.” .... I crept closer to see where the buzzing sound was coming from. The door to her room was old oak, and there was a tiny decorative keyhole near the bottom,perfect height. I knelt, pressed my eye to it, and saw something I'd never unsee Lisa was naked on her bed. Completely. Legs spread wide, one knee bent. Her full breasts rose and fell with every breath, nipples dark and stiff. Between her thighs, a thick pink toy buzzed deep inside her, sliding in and out, slow and slick.

I suppose I really had no problem being nude for almost anyone at home, only unwilling to be nude in public since it could be a legal problem, but Master had us both dress provocatively outside the home and I became liquid at the stares of others. Lisa and I got them started on some very basic positions, mostly addressing some of the balance activities they'd have to do and could even do on their own. Reneé being nude was arousing to her as well as to Lisa and I. We could smell her arousal, so attuned were we to it anymore. She was a cute girl and we both found her sexy which made us aroused. The only thing which would have made it worse would have been Master and Jerry outside watching. For

I took some pictures but tried to stay in the background and let him take over the photo shoot. Tina's last bikini can best be described as two dots and a dash. The top was nothing more than strings holding together two tiny patches that only covered her nipples. The rest of her tits were totally exposed. The bottoms were the same. The strings held a patch of material that barely covered her bald pussy and even exposed some of her lips in some of the poses. She couldn't have gotten any closer to being completely naked. Jimmy's eyes drank in the beauty of her tight teen body as he began to snap picture after picture.

I covered my face and turned my head away. My body was completely naked and exposed in front of him. "Tell me, Louisa. Say it," Lucas got my entire nipple in his mouth and started to suck. He was taunting me with his tongue, but I had nowhere to hide. I groaned louder. My body was twisting and twitching under his torso. The more I struggled, the harder he pressed himself against me. "Lucas... I love you and I won't leave you... But you have to tell me... who you really are..." I whispered.

Then he saw her. Lila Moreau, 28, a local Creole artist whose paintings dripped with raw fucking, stood on a wrought-iron balcony. Caramel skin shining with sweat, wild dark curls plastered to her neck, full heavy tits barely contained by a tiny purple-and-gold dress already riding up her ass. Her hazel eyes locked on Nashoba through the crowd and her pussy clenched instantly, flooding her thighs. The hunger was immediate. Animal. Filthy. No words. Just primal need.

Gina, taken aback by the sheer tenacity in the young woman's eyes, was momentarily stunned. With a heavy swallow and a trembling heart, Liza obeyed Gina's command to strip. Her fingers fumbled as she delicately untucked her blouse, placing it with care on the office chair to her left. The zipper of her skirt was pulled down, and she removed it alongside her stockings, leaving her standing in nothing but a simple pair of cream undies and bra. In this vulnerable state, Liza's bareness magnified the rawness of her emotions. Her body, slender and alluring, adorned with flawless, creamy skin was a sight that captivated Gina.