Anthony Padilla Nude Novels & Stories

I ran back to the library to my uncle Harry's computer. The first one I insert in the DVD drive is labeled NST01. There is also an NST02, NST03 and NST04. The computer is in auto-play mode and it mounts the DVD. There is an MS-Word file, an mpeg video file and a folder full of jpeg files. I open the jpegs first because I want to see if they are pictures of Nicole. They aren't. They are pictures of an older woman about my mom's age. The pictures show her in various stages of undress, then various nude poses; bent over, legs spread, masturbating and some close ups of her erect nipples and wet pussy lips. She's a very attractive woman and my cock is responding, especially to the one with her le

“That.” My gaze drops to the phone, a naked picture of her in a blue wig and a mask stares at me. Initially, I’m shocked, but I try to hide it. “Nudes?” “Swipe,” she says. I begin to swipe, it's different angles of her naked, some without her face in it, some in lingerie and then a video pops up, it's her on her bed, naked and licking a long huge dildo. That one makes me gasp, “Arielle—” I pause.

Anna stood on her feet, took two steps towards Reid but he ordered her to stop. "Where do you think you're going to?" He yelled at her. "Coming closer to you of course, is there anything wrong with it? Aren't you the man…" "Who covered the nakedness of the lady that went viral on the net. Isn't it?" He chipped in. After his encounter with Anna on that day, he returned home to see a viral photo streaming in the net—a photo of a naked lady, and he recognised that it was the lady he met in the resort.

He answered and I nodded. "Let her in." I said. In no time my door clicked open and I watched Natalia walk in wearing almost nothing. She was a stripper but this was the most naked outfit I had seen her on. A nipple pad and a G-string pant. I mean I could see her pussy folds from it and when she did a three-sixty turn to show me her endowment everything was bare. I could barely see the line running through the back. The image of Thea on those got into my head and my groin twitched at the thought. I had to turn away slightly so that my dick went flaccid again. I didn't want to give Natalia the wrong idea.

Natasha said bitting her fingers as she spoke to Hailey. “I find it difficult to believe Nat, are you sure you aren't hallucinating again?”. Hailey sounding sounding as though she had heard something impossible. “If you don't believe me,then I would show you, thank God my room camera was on all this while”. “Okay then hurry up and send them”. Hailey said now sounding now excited.Few seconds later she got the video,she was shocked as she stared at the screen, Antonio all naked as he fucked up her sister.

The passersby all looked at him in awe and adoration. “This man is too handsome! He’s a hundred times hotter than the number one male model and first-ranked idol!” “Argh! This godly-handsome-looking man is here to buy sanitary pad? So handsome and caring! I want a car full of men like him!” “Who’s his girlfriend? She’s so lucky! I want to be an inch of his girlfriend’s skin, just so I can feel his touch every day!” The women nearby muttered in awe as they took out their phones and took photos. Anthony saw the crowd starting to gather around him so he grabbed every type of pad available on the shelf and pushed the two overfilled trolleys to the cashier.

I imagine it locked around my ankles, forcing me open, exposing me, and my nipples tighten, pressing against the fabric of my lace bra. Then I see the files. A stack of them, tucked into a drawer beneath a table. I pull one out, my breath hitching as photos spill into my hands. Women. Bound. Gagged. Bent over benches, their asses red from spankings, their pussies glistening. Butt plugs stretching them, clamps pinching their nipples. And in every single one, he's there. Adrian, fully dressed, his expression cold, his hands on their bodies, his cock buried inside them. His grip bruising on their hips, his fingers tangled in their hair as he fucks their mouths.

She looked towards Nathan who nodded subtly. I was about to speak again when my phone vibrated. A message popped up saying, "I hope you like what you see", with an image attached to it. I quickly opened the message and I almost dropped my phone in shock. It was an image of Lola tied up with no clothes on, she had nothing on her and her whole body was on display. Another message came in and I read it almost immediately. "Isn't she so pretty? I can't wait for her to be awake so that I can have my way with her the way I want. I'm sure you'll want videos of your mate moaning my name in pleasure", the message read.

I pressed the back of my hand to my mouth to take it back. Dozens of photos of me... Fully, completely naked, the way you only are when you're certain you're alone — stepping out of the shower with my hair dripping down my spine, sprawled on top of the covers on several hot nights, on my knees on the mattress reaching for the lamp, legs mostly open because who closes their legs alone in their own locked room? "Jesus," I whispered. “This isn’t happening.”

That bikini is burned into my brain. I bit my lip and wrote back. Me: Go to bed, perv. A few seconds later, another buzz. Anthony: Not until I tell you the fantasy I had in the shower. My heart skipped. The air in the room suddenly felt hotter. Me: Oh god. I’m scared. Anthony: You shouldn’t be. You should be shaking. Anthony: I imagined you in that blue bikini, soaking wet, water sliding down your chest… and me pinning you against the pool wall.