Austin Theory Nudes Novels & Stories

Who would want someone like me who’s gone through so much? I can’t even look at him naked without my stomach turning. Just the thought of sex makes me so nervous. There’s a chasm between us in the bed. We’ve resorted to forehead kisses now. Like some old married couple, not a young couple in their thirties. I feel so guilty and ashamed. And I know how Austin likes to… let’s just say, connect physically with people. He was a playboy when I met him. Wasn’t he having sex with a myriad of women before me?

I don’t want to deal with their looks. Kayla, however, was more concerned with she-wolves looking at Austin. He had no issues with being naked around everyone. And well, from the glimpse I got before Kayla went protective mode, he certainly has no reason to feel shame about his body. ‘You realize this is ridiculous. We don’t need to shield Austin with our body. He doesn’t care that he’s naked.’ I sighed. ‘I don’t like those bitches looking at him. He is ours.’ Kayla growled, narrowing her eyes at Melody, who still kept looking.

He placed it face down on the table. “Austin, but that looked important,” Seara protested weakly, though her heart was already racing from his closeness. “What’s important is right in front of me now,” Austin whispered. His voice was low, hoarse, and full of a magnetism that melted Seara’s defenses. Austin pulled Seara into his embrace, letting the masculine scent of his freshly showered body envelop her senses. Austin’s large hands began tracing the curve of Seara’s back, slowly unzipping her dress.

"Hmm... Oh well, I'm going to Munich with you." Austin looked at me in disbelief, then he raised his eyebrows. "Beyza Doğan who is famous as a playgirl, she refused my invitation to have sex. Your behavior is like a virgin ..." his words stopped, he saw my face. "Do not move!" Austin gave the order to me. "Why don't I... Eungh..." Before I could ask, I groaned because his sexy lips kissed my neck. While his hand lifted the dress I was wearing, and he stroked my thigh.

Can't take any chances because karma is as real as a black eye. Austin is wearing a grey T-shirt and jean trousers. I remember the shirt from the first time I went to see him in his study. It hugs his body, like my arms should, and fits him properly. As they walk by, my eyes are on him. He is looking at Robin Hood, listening to him blab about the amount of resources he has spent on constructing a ferris wheel. Who the hell cares? Not Austin, I definitely can tell. As they come closer, Austin stops looking at his tour guide and looks at us. I nearly fall on my ass. The children push me from behind and I bounce back on my feet, while they yell their excitement. They have no goddamn idea.

And then they all prepared to run. Austin said he would shift as he stepped backward without taking his eyes off me. He then took off his clothes. All of it, leaving him naked. I had been wanting to yell at him to shift already, as everyone, including the two female pups, could see his cock, and I didn’t like it. But it seemed he wanted to show everyone his sexy physique. He walked to me and handed me his shorts before slowly moving backward. ‘Show off…’ I mindlinked him.

Amidst the lewd laughter and exclamations that still made their way to my ears, I hugged my body in an attempt to hide myself as I shivered in a corner. Meanwhile, Austin made himself busy downstairs. I could tell from his voice that he was happily cuddling with Carol somewhere on the couch. "Stella actually thought that I was going to touch her! You should have seen the near-deranged look in her eyes just now. It was as if she wanted to devour me straight away. Such a shameless bitch!" I even heard the sound of disinfectant being sprayed around as Austin spoke. "But don't worry, Carol. You're the only one who can touch me like that. I will never let myself get filthy by sleeping with other

I sat there, naked, humiliated, and burning with enough shame to carry me through the rest of the year. I sat there a moment too long, and suddenly, something in me went reckless. I picked up my phone, angled it, and took some pictures... Legs spread, spine curved, fingers trailing where his mouth should have been. I took a second picture with my back arched, thighs parted, and one hand grazing my inner thigh. I took one with my lip caught between my teeth, my eyes half-closed, and my fingers twisted in my own hair like I was already coming undone.

I say, struggling more with the ropes while tears stream down my face. “I will make sure your boyfriend never messes with me and my mom again,” Austin says and rips off my shirt, leaving me exposed in my bra. “Please stop,” I say, pleading with him with tears rolling down my face nonstop. Ya Allah, please save me from this horrible nightmare. “Such a beautiful body being wasted on that idiot Ethan,” Austin says, looking at my body lustfully.

He still kept their fingers locked while he used his free hand to crease her body. “Will it be bad?” She whispered and he kissed her neck. “No baby.” He replied and she exhaled. “It's fine Austin.” She replied and he let go of their locked fingers, he moved his hands to the zipper on her cloth. She was still in her maid uniform. Austin slowly pulled it down but stopped halfway, he loosened it just to make her boobs visible. He slowly took off her bra and her boobs were visible. Nora shuddered a little as he grabbed her boobs from behind and fondled it.