Ariana Barrett Nude Novels & Stories

Ariana let out a shaky breath, turning her head towards the large mirror in the corner of the room. For the first time in a long time, she actually noticed her own reflection. Her face... The scar was still there. That flaw. The ugliness that was always used as an excuse to insult him. "I'm innocent, Nathan! Why is everyone treating me like disgusting trash?" Ariana's voice was soft, almost drowned out by her own sobs. She leaned closer to the mirror, touching her reflection with trembling fingers. "My face is disgusting... no wonder they're disgusted with me.”

A photo. I tapped the screen. Aria. She was on a yacht, the sun hitting her skin in a way that made her look like polished gold. She wore a white bikini that was less of a garment and more of a suggestion, the thin fabric straining against the fullness of her breasts. She was laughing, a glass of champagne in one hand, the blue of the ocean behind her a stark contrast to the heat radiating from the image. I felt a surge of possessiveness that bordered on violence. She was playing the game. She wanted me to see her being desired by others, to feel the phantom grip of some nameless rich brat on her hip.

She is stunning. A black dress split at the thigh, bare back, simple yet elegant hairstyle. She moves with that natural confidence that drives me wild. I feel my heart pounding in my chest, and I curse myself for what I'm feeling. Especially in front of Cassandre, who clings to my arm with a tight smile. Lucas is already there, chatting with Lior. Cassandre quickly slips away to join Anaëlle, leaving me alone. And that's when I see them: Lyra and Daniel.

And they weren’t just there to watch. They were in bikinis. My breath caught, but my eyes didn’t even flick to Maya or Lila. They were on Aria, only Aria. She wore a Ravencrest bikini, the school’s crest small on the side of her hip. A pair of simple flip-flops tapped against the pavement as she walked. Her hair was pulled back into a neat ponytail, and her glasses still sat perched on her face, making her look both innocent and… devastatingly hot.

She has a perfect hourglass body and her poses and the vibes she gave in the pictures made it 80% unnecessary to edit the pictures or do some touches on it. Arianna bid goodbye to Brittany and Jayden and left for her car. Nora insisted on driving as she noticed Arianna was tired. Some minutes later they arrived at their house and got out of the car. Nora was pleased to have gone with Arianna and she was amazed by Arianna’s poses and her kind and humble self. Nora thanked Arianna for taking her along to the shoot. Arianna smiled at her and asked her to rest up. Arianna quickly called in a maid to take her bag to her room. Arianna managed to drag herself to the room. She went in and fell face

Bart offered, watching Aria's retreating back. "Sure. Thanks Barry," Ethan said with a defeated nod, leading Diane towards his parents. After excusing himself, Bart took off after Aria without much thought about where she might be leading him. When Bart finally caught up with Aria, he found himself in front of an indoor pool. She was floating in the middle of it, in nothing but the shirt she had been wearing and a pair of panties. His eyes fell first on the little puddle that was her shorts, shoes and bra at his feet and then onto her hardened nipples imprinting on the shirt.

“We’re getting in the hot tub. How clothed we are is up to you.” “Are you serious?” Pierce asked in disbelief. He could’ve sworn he was in trouble for showing up high and causing a scene at the dinner table. “Clothes on, or clothes off, Pierce?” “Off, girl. Did you even have to ask?” Arianna giggled and quickly shimmied out of her dress, revealing her tiny nude body to Pierce. Pierce hungrily checked out his partner as he worked his tuxedo off.

Arianne woke up to the sound of her alarm. She went directly to the bathroom and do her rituals. After some time she went out in just her underwear. Yes she keeps her underwear in her bathroom. She feel naked with just a towel coming out of it. After a little deliberation in her mind on what to wear she finally settle for a brown shorts and a baby blue shirt that has a winking donald duck on it. For her shoes she just grab a black converse. She don’t want to put makeup today so she just apply lip balm and baby powder.

I asked sharply but all I heard in return was the beeping tone that signaled the end of the call. Sighing, I turned back to face the bed. My eyes fell on Ariana who I could tell was half awake. Just like me, she’d gone to bed fully naked. She was lying on one side of her stomach, her curvy ass protruding in an inviting manner. Even when she was clothed, everything about her oozed sex appeal. Not to talk of her in her naked state. If I was not so addicted to men and their tools of pleasure, my desires would have pushed me to have sex with her long ago.

"Well, if it isn't Aria Amato, the girl with the best grades! How did you end up as a dancer?" She stared contemptuously at my seductive outfit. "Guess you really are a cheap slut." Cristian furrowed his brow like he was judging me from some moral high ground, yet his eyes kept wandering over my body. I had no love for this group. I covered the revealing parts of my outfit and tried to leave. Tatiana grabbed the hand I had placed over my chest. "Why are you covering up? If you're out here selling yourself, don't be shy about people looking! With cheap goods like you, are you really worried about losing something? Forget looking, I bet even sleeping with you wouldn't cost more than a few buck