Amelia Clarkson Nude Novels & Stories

"Keep what away from me," Clarissa asked as she held chocolate in her hand staring at them with a smile on her face. Amelia looked at everyone as they tried to block the monitor from her but Clarissa saw the headline news before they could block it. "Clarissa I don't think you should..." Devon said as she pushed him away from her view and there she saw it. "Former Nurse Christen commits suicide." She read the news and then she saw the picture where her mom hung herself. The chocolate she held fell on the floor as she kept on scrolling.

'' Clarrisa said looking at me through the mirror as she sat in front of it and did her make up. I shrugged. ''I haven't taken a shower yet.'' She looked at me oddly and not for the first time, I wondered what was going through her mind ''I heard moaning in the corridor -- was that you?'' I choked on my own saliva, coughing helplessly while she sat patiently, waiting, all the while, watching me through the mirror, a cool eyebrow raised. ''I... I was ...'' ''Just know that if I heard it, others did too. You are a public figure Amelia, daughter of the richest man in Los Angeles. You don't want to get slut shamed do you?''

Krista exclaimed in well-acted shock. "Just some pictures I had laying around. I thought maybe it was time they saw the light of day." I reached down to the pile of pictures at Donna's feet, pulling out a truly damning picture. In it Donna was leaning back in a hot-tub, her arms stretched across the back, eyes closed. Her breasts were well up out of the water, and her nipples were clearly hard. Krista was standing between her legs, and leaning towards her, naked as the day she was born, her delicious ass just hovering at the top of the water.

She prayed silently that the moon goddess takes her life. “Come on baby, I'm dripping wet and horny already” Chelsea invited, her nude body completely exposed. This is the first time she'd ever seen a grown woman so nude. Her finger played with her fold, seductively tempting Kasper. Immediately he glanced at her direction, Amelia heard the low growl coming from Kasper as he plunged his body towards her and then his head buried in between her thighs. A moan escaped Chelsea's lips. She opened her legs wider and tilted her head backwards, her lips parted to give a louder moan. Amelia felt like she was getting out of breath.

Clarence didn’t need anymore encouragement past that. Lounging forward, he slammed his mouth against Amelia’s while yanking at the irritating clothes that were getting in the way of him getting exactly what he wanted. Only once they were gone did he sit up and take in the perfection that was Amelia’s naked body. Everything from her ample breasts with their perky pink nipples down to the strawberry blonde hair that scattered around her pussy lips was enticing. It was enough to drive any man mad. Immediately, anger flared through Clarence as he thought of another man touching the woman beneath him. There was no way in hell that he was going to let that happen, not now or ever.

The public had now forgotten about the recent scandal because a certain famous celebrity was found in her apartment, drowning herself in drugs. “What do you think about this color?” Amelia asks while showing Damian a lilac-colored shirt with matching shorts. “It looks cute” Damian replied. “Really? Should I buy this?” Amelia asks while thinking. “You should buy it,” Damian said. “But aren’t we buying too much? I’m sure the baby will grow out of all these clothes fast” Amelia said while eyeing the shopping cart that was filled with baby clothes. “We’re not going to run out of money, don’t worry” Damian replied while smiling.

] Amelia stood in front of him, clad in a sexy red tube dress. [I’ll be hosting a press conference tomorrow, and I’m hoping that Prince Simon could attend the conference. You could tell the press that Charmine had seduced you when you were drunk, and that she kept on using that to cling onto you.] [Why should I listen to you? Leave!] snapped Simon Gray, angered by her suggestion. Amelia merely looked at him with raised brows before she suggestively added, [If you could expose her, I’ll do anything you want.] Amelia then pulled down her tube dress slightly, which pushed up her breasts alluringly.

Clara, Lyra's mother. My breath stops, my chest tightens, and suddenly the years fade away. She hasn't changed. Yes, her features bear the marks of time, a few delicate wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but they take nothing away. They add to her beauty a depth, a peaceful light that overwhelms me even more. I recall that summer evening, so distant yet so close at the same time. She wore a light dress, airy as the breeze, and laughed without restraint. I had thought that no sound in the world could be more beautiful than that laughter. I had told myself: it is her.

The comments section erupted with astonishment as the shocking scene unfolded on the livestream. "Damn, is this what you get without a premium membership? The Sullivan heiress is going all out to clear her name, she's flaunting her assets in a bikini!" "Is this really redemption? She's digging herself into a deeper hole." "So, the rumors were true after all. Clara Sullivan's true colors are exposed; she's willing to dress provocatively even at family gatherings. Who is she trying to impress?" The viewers of the livestream skyrocketed, and the comments grew more incredulous by the second.

I groaned. She took her time in doing it. Amelia was almost naked, just wearing a pair of panties. I’d seen her in bikinis plenty of times, not to mention her crop tops and little shorts from the summer or her workout gear when she felt like showing off and getting dolled up for the gym. Her tight, slender body wasn’t new to me. Her little tits were though, each one a small half-orange with a rosey pink quarter-sized areola and a rubbery nipple standing almost an inch out and proud. “Yes, Tay?” she finally asked as she took her lips from my cock, smirking at me as she continued to slowly stroke it.