Claire Grimes Nudes Novels & Stories

“Who alone was meant to see the images? I thought you knew better than this, Dahlia. You’ve handled so many cases like this.” Her words blurred into nothing. My eyes were glued to the image of me standing in my room, as naked as the day I was born, smiling at the camera like I had just won a trophy. I zoomed in and out, hoping to find a sign that it was photoshopped, but the truth was painfully clear. My nudes had been leaked. The only thing covering the little dignity I had left were three small tape emojis, two over my nipples and the last one between my thighs. Every other part of my body was so exposed that even a half-blind person would be left with nothing to imagine.

She shot me a sultry look, but her eyes darted to Clara, venom lacing her smirk. I stripped efficiently—linen shorts gone, shirt already open—down to black boxer briefs that did nothing to hide my throbbing erection, the outline thick and veined against the fabric. My gaze locked on Clara, who hesitated at the edge of the circle, her sundress still on. "Strip, little sis," I commanded low, voice rough with hunger. The group chanted "Off! Off!" Tessa grabbed the hem, yanking it up playfully. "C'mon, Clara—show us what Nolan's been hiding." Clara flushed deep red but complied, peeling the dress over her head to reveal a simple white bikini set—innocent, but fuck, it hugged her curves like sin.

He stripped me naked, then backed away looking at my nakedness. "Beautiful Claire, love your naked pussy. Look so fucking edible, so pink and ripe and it smells so fucking delicious. I want your pussy and have you for hours and make you come over and over again. I have this fetish with a soft pink baby cunt like yours. Come, where's your room."

The anticipation was almost too much for Ruth. Then, with one quick motion, Claire pulled her dress down. Her magnificent breasts popped free. Ruth looked at them—large, perfect, with big, dark brown nipples. Claire was looking at her, seeing the wonder on her face. “Go on,” Claire whispered, “they’re all yours.” Ruth looked at them for a moment, unsure what to do, feeling almost overwhelmed. Then she did what seemed to come naturally to her. She bent forward and buried her face between them. She felt them on either side of her face, felt as though she was being consumed by them.

He fiddled with her boobs through her dress, pinching her nipples at intervals. "Ugh." Claire sighed and said to the guys with her head thrown back and her eyes closed in pleasure, "You guys are good." Claire was lost in her world, and so was Rae, who was almost undressed. Rae's dress had been pulled down to her waistline, revealing her red net bra, which was doing nothing to cover her nakedness. Her guy's face was buried on her chest, and one of his hands had shifted her panties aside and was trapped inside her.

Fred offered. Claire frowned. Fred hadn't needed to make that offer, the silly man. Nevertheless, with a defeated sigh, she reached behind her back and unclasped the bra. Her vast boobs spilled free, barely sagging at all and jutting out impressively from her chest. They were lightly freckled and topped by small stiff nipples. Both Alan and Fred moaned at the sight of the tall redhead's spectacular bare breasts, startling Claire a little with their reactions.

"That would seem to be an excellent idea. Go ahead. And remember! I am looking for a fey combination of innocence and wisdom coupled with great tits." Claire didn't know what to do. On the face of it, Justin's request seemed reasonable. She knew that actors sometimes did nude scenes and that a director might want to make sure that she was comfortable doing them, as well as making sure that her body was good enough. She was very confident on both concerns: she knew her body was awesome and she was very relaxed about being nude in front of others. In fact that was the problem. Would Danny be happy for her to be naked in front of an audience?

"That would seem to be an excellent idea. Go ahead. And remember! I am looking for a fey combination of innocence and wisdom coupled with great tits." Claire didn't know what to do. On the face of it, Justin's request seemed reasonable. She knew that actors sometimes did nude scenes and that a director might want to make sure that she was comfortable doing them, as well as making sure that her body was good enough. She was very confident on both concerns: she knew her body was awesome and she was very relaxed about being nude in front of others. In fact that was the problem. Would Danny be happy for her to be naked in front of an audience?

She was tall, willowy, sun-kissed — a total contrast to Claire’s petite, curvy frame. Now Harper moved behind Claire, unzipping her dress and letting it pool at her feet. Claire’s big, beautiful breasts spilled free — full, firm, with dark nipples that begged to be sucked. I’d seen her naked many times in college, but never like this — never with raw sexual energy crackling in the air. They turned toward me, holding hands, bodies on full display. Two gorgeous, nearly naked women — Harper the tall athletic blonde with her thick golden bush, Claire the petite brunette with her heavy tits and smooth shaved pussy lips already glistening with arousal. They looked incredible together.

Blake said and departed to the bathroom. Tabitha looked toward the closing door, quickly grabbed Claire’s hand, and led her to her room next to the bathroom. All she did was point at a small hole in the wall and giggle. Claire walked up to the hole and peeked through. There she saw the incredible sight in her life. Blake was nude and was about to get into the shower. His physique was flawless, and his male member was the longest and thickest she had seen. It wasn’t even erect, and she could only imagine the pleasure she would receive when she gave herself to him. Claire looked at Tabitha and smiled, motioning her to have a look as well. Tabitha blushed but also peeked at Blake from the hole.