Diana Hopper Nude Novels & Stories

"I met Johnathan …" "The third child." Diana emphasized as she helped Alice to unhook her bra. "Hey!" Alice protested and hurriedly covered her naked body. "Stop being shy and all! I am a woman too!" Diana swatted Alice's hand from covering her chest. "But, it doesn't mean I will be comfortable to be naked in front of you!" Alice retorted. She had never been naked in front of anyone before. Diana grumbled and grabbed Alice's arm as she wiped her slightly hard. "Continue." She said sternly.

“Shit. No condom.” “It’s fine,” Diana panted, her voice strained. “I’ll take care of it. Don’t worry.” I pulled out of her, my cum already leaking from her stretched hole. “Lie back on the desk, Simone.” She did, spreading her legs, her pink, wet cunt on full display. “Diana, get that dress off. Now.” Diana stood, peeling the sheer fabric away. Her body was a masterpiece of sin. “I don’t need to explain how this works, do I?”

David says, smirking, "there’s something mysterious about Rose. I just had to see for myself if that ass is real." Aiden sighs. "Dani, is Rose’s ass real?" I snort. "Very real. Boobs too. Probably the best of the bunch." Every head turns to Harper. He glances at all of us with a shrug. "What? I’ve never seen them. She’s as prude as they come. Same for all of your girls. No nudes allowed." My body tenses slightly. "Except for Danika," Henry mutters beside me. I snap my head toward him, disbelief hardening into sharp defiance. "What did you just say?"

She had mentioned it several times, but because of money and family problems, she couldn’t and that is why I was her ticket to freedom. “You can’t even imagine how much I had controlled myself during our practical lessons. Trust me… Diana…” she unzipped my gown from behind and slid it off my body. Her long nails, painted blood red, gently scraped my skin as she took off my bra and then my laced panty. I sat naked before her. Her hand slid from my navel to my breastbone as her eyes grazed every inch of my skin. “You are the masterpiece of divinity. Your skin, your curves, your scent, everything about you can burn goddesses with envy. Even your voice…” she slid her hand over my breast and look

Quickly Claire confirmed it, “We’re skinny dipping, you should too.” “Why not?” Brandi replied before Ryan could even get his brain into gear. She slipped off her bathrobe and undid her bikini top, letting it fall to the floor, before bending down and removing the bottoms. Straightening up, she turned towards Ryan, as she kicked off her flip-flops, making her nude breasts swing, “Come on then,” she giggled, “Get those trunks off.”

I run back to the library to uncle Harry's computer. The first one I insert in the DVD drive is labeled NST01. There is also an NST02, NST03 and NST04. The computer is in auto-play mode and it mounts the DVD. There is an MS-Word file, an mpeg video file and a folder full of jpeg files. I open the jpegs first because I want to see if they are pictures of Nicole. They aren't. They are pictures of an older woman about my mom's age. The pictures show her in various stages of undress, then various nude poses; bent over, legs spread, masturbating and some close ups of her erect nipples and wet pussy lips. She's a very attractive woman and my cock is responding, especially to the one with her legs

She said to herself. Diana had her shoulder rested on the edge of the door, supporting her weight. Her hair was packed in a ponytail, dressed in a silky short knicker and white crop top, which showed her navel. No earring, no makeup, just plain Diana but also simply pretty. Her most beautiful asset were her legs. She had long beautiful legs and she didn't fail to show it anytime. She was wearing her red flurry in-house slipper. Her hands were folded over chest as she was studying her. "Can't you knock?!" Linda asked her.

“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 was as nervous as she'd ever been, but also dangerously aroused. "I'm sorry, but I can be a bit of an exhibitionist sometimes, especially when there's a beautiful woman around. I usually walk around my place in the nude." Darius replied, with complete confidence. Amanda didn't know how to respond to that, she simply continued to stare at his incredible appendage. Her panties were beginning to dampen and the butterflies that so often made an appearance in her belly were now flying in a hurricane.

He had a pounding headache that seemed almost like a migraine. Then his senses came to him. He was feeling stark naked under the bedsheet. Looking down, his chest was bare. Raising the sheets, his manhood smiled. What the hell? How had his clothes come off him? Why did it feeling silly that he had been raped? As if on cue, Diana walked in. She was only on a G-string and seductively shook her butt cheeks as she walked to the window, drawing the blinds closed. She had a navel piercing. And hell, did she pierce her nipples too. Wasn’t that painful at all?