Claudia Tihan Nude Novels & Stories

he said without an ounce of guilt. Sheena was silent for a moment, staring sharply at her husband. Her overweight body, nearly ninety kilograms, was clearly incomparable to Claudia’s slim elegance. Her weary face, dull skin, hastily tied hair, and thick glasses made her look far from attractive. Ghani cheered. “Yay! I agree if Auntie Claudia becomes my Mommy! Auntie Claudia is so beautiful, not like Mommy who looks like a clown.” Claudia smiled, but tried to restrain herself from looking too pleased. She glanced briefly at Sheena, then lowered her head, as if not wanting to make things worse.

he replied stammering, his hands clenched. "I couldn't have seen wrong, sir. I have the video." Lidya began to show the explicit video of Gito and Tina that she had taken yesterday—she opened her phone and played the video quietly: clear images of Gito on top of Tina in the missionary position, then spooning, with faint moans of "Tina... You're so tight..." and Tina's groans,

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.

Taliana watched carefully as he fiddled with the device for a couple seconds before his jaw went slack and the color drained from his face. “We have a problem.” Before she could even reach for the phone, Sebastian turned the screen in her direction, revealing a picture of Taliana. A rather naked Taliana. She could barely breathe as she stared at the grainy, dimly lit image, unable to tear her eyes away. Though she wasn’t fully clothed in the picture, she wasn’t baring it all either. A strategically placed arm across her chest and a blanket covering her lower half saved her from showing too much, but it was still scandalous enough to make her stomach drop to her knees.

She asked nervously griping her cloth tight to her chest, she didn't want him to come closer, knowing she was nude, wait was it her nudity that she was nervous about or the fact that Todd was standing shirtless in front of her? Todd swallowed an invisible lump in her throat as her eyes traveled down Todd's torsos. His physique was perfect, Thalia didn't realize how perfect he was half naked because she was too drunk when they had sex. Thalia didn't want to stare too much at his chiseled chest, so she decided that she would focus her eyes on his face but his hair was dripping wet, with some of his hair falling on his eyes and cheeks. The urge to run her hand on his chest and face and probably

The curtains were heavy velvet, but I eased them apart just enough to see. The backyard was lit by floodlights that turned the falling snow into glittering diamonds. A woman (completely naked) lay sprawled on the frosted grass like it was a summer beach. Her skin glowed pale against the white, long dark hair fanned out around her head, arms stretched above her in deliberate surrender. She arched her back, breasts high, thighs parted just enough to be obscene and artistic at the same time. She looked fearless. Owned. Radiant. And kneeling in front of her, camera raised to his eye, was Cassian.

His lean body was fully exposed, cock throbbing against his stomach, pre-come pooling on his abs. Claudia stood at the foot of the bed and began stripping slowly. She reached behind her back and unzipped her tailored navy dress. The fabric slid down her body, revealing her surgically enhanced figure. Her heavy breasts spilled out, full and round with dark, stiff nipples. Her waist curved in before flaring out to wide hips and thick thighs. She wore only a tiny black lace thong underneath. She hooked her thumbs into the sides of the thong and pushed it down her legs, stepping out of it. Her pussy was completely shaved, lips already swollen and glistening.

My hands shaking, I tapped the file. The first picture opened, and I felt my breath catch in my throat. It was Xavier. Lying in a dimly lit room, sprawled over a bed with tangled sheets. His shirt was undone halfway down his chest, his hair just slightly mussed. He looked. relaxed. Completely at ease. And the woman lying beside him, her head resting on his bare shoulder, was unmistakably Claudia.

“I should be going. You two should talk. I'll be back after you agreed with the date.” Tita Mildred heads for the door and leave. I saw the portraits near the couch were slightly uncovered. I hurried towards it and fully exposed the paintings. I was shocked to see all the nude paintings. And all of it has my face! “What the hell is this all about?!” I yelled at Gian. “I can explain, Chy!” I struck him on his chest. What an asshole! “Are you a satyromaniac?! Why do you paint me nude?” “No! I didn’t do that?!”

Under my picture is Saint and Lorenzo whilst there were parallel lines on both sides and inside those sections are my capos. "Look over here!" I heard one of them chant. As I heard them calling our attention, my eyes gazed at the pictures they took out from a box. It was pictures of Claudia sleeping wearing her night robes, Claudia's picture in her dress and what caught my attention are certain pictures of her thighs and her butts. Whoever took this has desire on her. Claudia is pretty. She's smoking hot, and she's mine. Seeing how everyone gawked at her made my chest tightened and my blood boil.