Bernice Burgos Nude Novels & Stories

“So what’s he like? Gimme something… Izzzzzzzzzzzyyyyyy???” “Well he’s handsome and tall…” “Gurl you know what I’m asking about…” Bernice pushes Izzy to the side. “I don’t know wha….” “Oh please stop playing dumb with me. How is he in bed?” Bernice presses. “He’s alright” “He’s alright or he’s alright ….allllllllllllrigggggggghhhhhtttttt?”. Bernice mimics a sex position. “You’re crazy. You know that? Anyways, I think I like like him.”

As Mrs. Dent broke into a run, I followed closely, our eyes glued to the suffocated sight. The rest of my class were all sunbathing on the sandy beach, laughing and chattering as they lay buck naked! Worst of all, some of them were all naked swimming in shallow waters, their private parts showing whenever the waves undulated! Even though there was no one else other than them, Mrs. Dent dashed toward them, her eyes red under her face veil as she shrieked, "Are you all suicidal?! Put on your clothes right now!"

She leaned back, her eyes locked on mine, mischief twinkling in their depths. "Something dirty." She playfully stuck out her tongue. The vibration of my phone halted my caress. I clicked on the message from an unknown sender. There it was—a a photo of Bernice, lying on a bed, her cheeks flushed with obvious desire. Rage consumed me, fiery and blinding.

At least it wasn't a head. I carried it to the table, hands stiff. I could barely even sit as I tore the opening. The paper felt too light in my grip. I turned it over once, then again, thumb tracing the broken seal. The first thing I saw was glossy paper. A photograph—no, multiple. And they were all images of Bianca. Naked. In a bathtub. Her eyes barely open, dazed, unfocused. A stranger's hand blurred in the corner of the frame. On her bare chest and face were traces of... slime?

That looked like Craig’s work to me. Bernardino didn’t show, but I could hear muffled giggles and shrieks. Just when I determined I was going to have to knock out the bathing beauty, she got up on her own, wandering off to join the party. Silently, I followed her. That was when I saw Bernardino. That pervert was literally lying on the ground. A naked dancer walked up to him and straddled him, waddling past his head to his toes while he gaped upward with his mouth opened.

I turn my head sharply to peer out the French doors. Well, Nico is no longer among the missing, because there he is, laying back on a lounger. I can see him through the greenery in the landscaped planter. He's in his bathing suit and shirtless. Those pecs and abs that tantalize me almost constantly now are on full display. But what's worse is that Nico's bare chest is being enjoyed by an up-close audience of one . . . a beautiful woman who, from what I can see from this vantage point, is wearing a barely-there bathing suit herself.

I rubbed my thighs together to soothe the ache between my legs that has been there ever since I had an encounter with Jasper today. I rolled over to the edge of the bed so that my male and female viewers could get to see me from all angles in this slutty outfit. After a few minutes of rolling I popped my titties out and tied my one hand to the bed, giving today’s show a BDSM feel. I stare at the camera, my cheeks flushed as I reached for my pink toy and shoved two of them in my slick pussy. But somewhere in the midst of the performance I let my darkside wander and I imagined a gorgeous man standing in front of me in his suit, looking so dangerously hot.

We shucked our clothes as well. The one thing about men going nude is there's no hiding your interest in attractive company. Both of us were showing our interest in a relatively short time. Marcia was one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen and none of the others were slouches either. Zoe was pronouncedly pregnant, but it had the effect of making her look radiant as opposed to ugly. Lucia was dark and trim. Lisa was gorgeous from the neck down, though showing bruising on her ribs. Only her face looked tattered. Marcia went to Sam and his arm went around her, kissing her deeply. I kissed Lisa lightly. "How are you, my love?"

Anna’s heart pounded as she struggled to process what she was seeing. Behind a large statue draped in overgrown grass, Bianca was getting fucked by the same guard Anna had seen her with earlier. Both of them were completely naked, their bodies pressed tightly together, exposed to the cold night air. Their clothes lay scattered carelessly across the ground, forgotten entirely as Bianca’s breasts bounced with each hard thrust. “Aurrhhhg! Yes… fuck my pussy like that,” Bianca moaned.

Cheerleading Slut (2) When I returned to my laptop, I slowly flipped through a few more nude bóóbs pics of the four women. In most pictures, they cupped their boobs playfully before things got even more interesting. There were pictures of Janice sucking each of the nipples of the other three. A sharp gasp escaped my mouth. Each one was a piece of art. My mouth dropped open as I stared at Janice's white skin which was a sharp contrast against Kara's brown black skin.