Anthony Padilla Nude Novels & Stories

Unknown: You left something with me, sweetheart. A selfie of him holding up my panty. I pulled the phone down, scared that the security monitoring the cctv clips would see what I was looking at. This man was crazy. He had literally ripped my panty last night and now he was holding it with no shame yet it was kind of… hot. I locked my phone screen the moment the doors opened and I rushed out of it, Anthony on my mind. +=+=+

He put his hands into his pants pocket, and brought out his cell phone. He quickly unlocked it, after he handed it over to me. "Look at your saint's husband that is always defending." I gasped seeing Anthony on the phone with two girls. He was literally making out with two ladies, and that's what I never expected from him. "Oh my goodness, how did you get this photo, Sabastian?" I asked him, finding it hard to believe it, as hot tears welled up in my chest immediately.

You can choose to play saint or be a man…’ the SUV man read on his phone as he sat in his SUV dressed in prison guard uniform. Clenching his fist, he struck his steering once he saw the image that followed the text. It was a video clip of a woman, pregnant and dying of exhaustion in a cell guarded by men in army camouflage and masks. The SUV man looked around him from the car. He couldn’t dare show this to anyone, not even the cops. His only hope was in front of him; Atwater Penitentiary and Henry his comrade.

Anthony's hands shook as he flipped through the photos, each one more scandalous than the last. Not only had Linda sent Jessica those intimate shots and videos, but there were also snapshots of her and Tracy, all smiles at the amusement park. With each image, Anthony's heart pounded harder, his insides turning to ice. The words, each letter, felt like a barrage of needles stabbing at his eyes. His heart ached. The thought of Jessica seeing these, the agony, the utter hopelessness she must have felt, was unbearable. To think, he had made her drink that mushroom walnut soup, fully aware it could kill her!

Jaxon’s username appeared as the only viewer. “Strip,” he commanded, leaning back with his arms spread across the back of the couch. “Slowly. Show me what my little whore sells online.” Mia stood on shaky legs. She pulled the hoodie over her head, revealing a simple black bra. Her leggings followed, sliding down her toned legs until she stood in just her underwear. Jaxon’s gaze burned across her body like fire. “All of it.” She unhooked her bra, letting her full breasts spill free, nipples already hard from the cool air and nerves. Then she hooked her thumbs into her panties and slid them down, stepping out of them. Completely naked now, she felt exposed under his intense stare.

Chapter 36 Nathan: I looked at the woman who was changing her sweat pants and shirt to put on a pair of jeans and a white crop top with a smile on my face, admiring her body as she stripped and got dressed in front of me. “Do you think that your mum is going to find my outfit…?”

He was surprised to see me and I took his reaction to my advantage, I grabbed my cellphone and opened the camera to record a video, when he noticed what I was doing he immediately covered his face letting me records his dick that's starting to get hard. "What the fuck are you doing, faggot?" He asked angrily and covered both his face and his dick, he was having a hard time covering his nakedness while I was enjoying recording and taking pictures of his nude body. "You're still an arrogant fucker! What if I post your nudes on Twitter?" I threatened him and saved the video that contains his nudity, gays will feast on this video because just like me, the fucker also has a look, he has a muscula

explained Antonio in a calm voice. Matteo’s thoughts wandered back to the photos circulating on the internet. When he and Luna were being questioned by Alexander, Adrian had shown several photos on his mobile. Among them were photos of him and Luna embracing, sleeping side by side, and one of him lying face down. This made Matteo think hard. Could it be that someone had been playing games with him and Luna so that he and Luna—whom Matteo believed to be unconscious—could be treated however they pleased, and then photographed naked, as if their struggle had been staged? Then, why was Matteo’s face blurred in another photo, as if the person behind the photo scandal only wanted to highlight Luna

It was intimate in a far more dangerous way. A naked Adrian knelt in front of Laura's parted thighs. His posture lowered just slightly, his expression stripped of control as he eats out her cunt. The next picture shows him in chain and cuffs, his body shows mark from whips. Another picture clearly shows him kissing Laura’s feet and each picture shows him being degraded by Laura. Her face never shown, only his. It wasn’t what they were doing that mattered, but what it revealed that there existed a version of Adrian Dimitri no one else had ever been allowed to see, one that existed outside his father’s expectations and Elena’s idealized image of him.

"Tell me you didn't do this." Natalie’s smirk deepened. "Come on, bestie. I just gave everyone a preview. " Selena’s mouth fell open. "A preview? You posted my nudes online. Are you fucking crazy?" "Oh, stop acting so innocent," Natalie scoffed. The guys with her laughed, their eyes crawling over Selena’s body in her bikini, imagining what was under. "She’s not wrong, though…You do have nice breasts, Selena. A very nice tits. " one of them said with a grin, staring at her chest. "We could go to the back, and you can show me properly."