Vanessa Curry Nude Novels & Stories

Queen’s feet trembled as she pushed the office door open. The latch clicked, and the door swung inward with a silent, well-oiled hiss. Queen froze. The scene hit her like a physical blow. James was leaning back against the edge of the desk, his head thrown back, eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy. He was shirtless and his pants were pooled around his ankles, tangling with his shoes. Between his legs It was Victoria Sam, the same victoria who made her childhood a nightmare for her. The same victoria who ruined her evening with James.

I can't wait to work with him "Yeah.. photoshoot for V magazine" I squealed excited , yes! I can't wait to shoot with him. "Get ready now.. it's your turn" Vivian said and yes I'm currently have a photoshoot at VS studio for the new bras and panties. Now I'm only wearing the new panty and no bra.. it's the concept what can I say? "Kayla put on the wings now" I ran into the dressing room and put my wings on now. Turned my body and make my back facing the camera

Warm light spilled from the ceiling fixture, washing the living room in a soft glow. And there she was. Eleanor lay stretched across the long couch, one arm resting loosely above her head. She wore a short black lingerie set, the delicate lace contrasting sharply with her pale skin. The fabric hugged her curves, while the hem rode high on her thighs, leaving much of her legs exposed beneath the warm light. I stopped in the doorway, completely still. For a moment, I simply stood there, watching her sleep.

she needs to escape. she removed her clothes in Andorra's presence and relaxed in the tub. Vina took her legs and started scrubbing it, she scrubbed every other part of Mandy's body she almost scrubbed out her skin. minutes after they were done... Mandy was clothed in a white silky night wear, the cloth was so exposed,it was long with a slant at the front that exposed her sexy legs, her nipples sticks out hardly. Mandy was seductive.. she hated to be here.

one of them said. “Yes” the lady on the ground cried out, holding upon her wrist as if it was broken. “I wasn't even going to tell on you. We know how you leeches are” Another woman points at me. “She’s unstable. I saw her earlier, she has an attitude problem.” “She shoved me,” the one on the floor whimpers. “I think I sprained my ankle.” This is a performance. A planned one. “I didn’t touch you,” I said clearly, loud enough for everyone watching.

I said do you want to have sex with me?” He asked again when Vanessa didn't reply. She just stood there wet, her hair in a wet mess, the water dripping down onto the skin of her exposed shoulder, Her skin looked soft and her body. By God, her curvy well formed body. She looked so innocent with a not so innocent body. she tried to cover herself with a material dress but that didn't help Her full well rounded breasts, on display, the bra she had on wasn't covering anything up either.

Riley— the blonde bombshell I did a dozen girl-girl scenes with, still looking like pure sex poured into a tiny lace bodysuit, her perfect fake tits spilling over the top, her pink nipples hard and begging for teeth. Vanessa— curvy Latina goddess, hips that could make a man weep, full lips painted deep red, wearing nothing but a sheer black robe that hides absolutely nothing. And Marcus— built like a god, dark skin gleaming under the low lights, arms crossed over his massive chest, the outline of his legendary horse-cock visible even through his sweatpants. The man who, on camera, popped my on-screen double-vaginal cherry

Vanessa caressed his long, veiny length without shame. Meanwhile, William cursed angrily, “Bitch!” He gathered his strength and tried to stay calm as he fought the drug’s hold on him. Vanessa looked delighted, thinking she’d successfully trapped him, she stripped off her Versace gown until there was nothing left to stop her from releasing her desire with the man she’d been after.

She shook her head in denial. "N-N-No first close your eyes." she said to them to which the looked at each other. "C-C-Close na." she whined at them so they silently closed their eyes. She waved her hands in front of their eyes trying to check that the were peeking or not but they weren't. Vanessa turned around on the bed that her back was facing them. She immediately removed her dupatta(veil) from her head and taking her hands back slowly unzipped her blouse. She slightly slide the sleeve down from her left shoulder and then spoke excitedly.

“My ears are simple. I want you to stop playing escort for my dear cousin… and become mine instead.” She shrugged the trench coat off her shoulders in one fluid motion. It pooled at her feet. Underneath, she wore nothing but a barely-there black lingerie set… delicate straps, sheer panels, designed to tease and reveal. Her body was on full display, curves accentuated, skin glowing under the warm light. My breath caught for a split second. “Kelly, what the hell—” Vanessa started. “Oh, and I want you to fuck me,” Kelly continued, voice silky and direct. Her eyes flicked briefly to Vanessa, then back to me. “Right here. Right now. In front of her.”