Eileen Gu Nude Novels & Stories

The bedroom was dark. Only the bright light from a large tablet screen lit up Elena’s face. On the screen was a picture of Mike Hermes Vance, the world's biggest movie star. He had sharp eyes, a hard jawline, and a body that looked like it was carved out of marble. Elena stared at the picture. Her breath was already shallow. She lay flat on her back, her legs spread wide on her silk sheets. She was completely naked. The cool air from the fan blew over her skin, making her shiver.

One push and Riley was seated on the edge, legs parted just enough for Elena to step between them. Elena unbuttoned Riley’s jeans, tugged the zipper down slowly, deliberately. Riley lifted her hips without being told. Elena peeled denim and plain cotton underwear down together, past knees, off ankles. Riley naked now except for socks. Vulnerable. Exposed. Wetness already visible on her inner thighs.

Her hair was swept up in an elegant updo, and had a little bit of makeup on with her sunglasses fixed on her face. The moment she stepped out of the car with the bodyguards guarding her. Eileen had a big poster of her imprinted everywhere in the airport which was able to brighten up her gloomy expression. Everything about her was admirable which made the fans unable to get enough for her. She was the picture of glamor and grace everyone wanted. “Lucky you, Eileen!” She mumbled after waving so hard to the fans. “What a beautiful goddess!” “My goddess, she looks prettier in real life!”

The door was already open a crack. Through the gap, Kade could see her. Elena. She was in the middle of changing into her nightgown, and… She was nude. With her back turned to him, she had the shape of a perfect hourglass. Pale skin almost seemed to shimmer in the dim light. Silver hair swayed as she reached for her nightgown and lifted it over her head. Kade knew he shouldn’t have been looking, but he couldn’t seem to move his feet. He just stood there, frozen, staring at Elena in shock.

“If I release unclad pictures of her, it’s going to ruin her reputation forever.” I paused, then after thinking about the kind of person Eliana was, I doubted she would send out nudes. Besides, they were living together. The only explanation would be that he took pictures without her permission, which would land him in deeper trouble. “You don’t have them,” I said in an attempt to call out his bluff. “I don’t, but I have regular pictures of her and I know what her naked body looks like. It’s far too easy to create one myself, don’t you think?”

"You'd be surprised at the nonsense that has come out." As the actions related to Walsh, Gael's cousin focused on her. Eileen approached. She looked so regal in her high heels and elegant gown, she looked like a model with expensive gowns made from the finest fabrics, she looked like she was straight off the runway. That beautiful woman is Gael's cousin. "Would you like to rest a little, should I set up a place?" that unreal kindness, puzzled Walsh, it was a mansion could her employees bring what she offered him. "Drink will make you feel better."

She slipped off the other shoulder as she held unto the dress preventing it from revealing more than her shoulders. Elena looked into his eyes again without speaking, his eyes suggested for her to go on. She brought down her dress stopping just above her nipples, allowing him to gaze on the lovely skin that enveloped her very round breasts; Elena held her gaze down, refusing to look up to his eyes as she allowed the dress to fall off to the ground, revealing her naked frame save for her white lace panties. He gasped as his eyes enveloped her whole body.

Her eyes went glassy. Adela, not wanting to stir up drama with someone who was technically a guest, decided to toss her a bone. “You just want a cute I*******m pic, right? These guys are all ridiculously handsome—why not grab a photo with one of them?” Eileen shot her a murderous glare but didn’t dare take the selfie without Layson’s approval. She sulked back to her seat. “Whatever. I don’t need it. What’s the big deal?” she huffed.

My back prickled and I spun around to find Eileen coming down the stairs. She looked beyond sexy in the little black dress with a split all the way up her leg. It looked like she was wearing pantyhose, but when she took a step down, I could see a sliver of her milky white thigh. She was wearing thigh-highs. The dress was low-cut and her breasts were pushed together, nearly spilling from the bodice. She looked like every fantasy I’d ever had come to life. “I hope you jerked off in advance, or you’re screwed,” Greg laughed.

Eileen stood still, her fingers grazing the sash tied tightly at her waist. The two servants hovered near her, waiting. Expectant. She turned to them slowly, lifting her chin just like a quick touch. “You may excuse me,” she said. “I will bathe myself.” The girls exchanged a quick look. “I— Luna,” the younger one started, her voice trembling slightly, “we are meant to stay and assist… if we leave without permission and the elders or even the Alpha finds out—” “I won’t tell anyone,” Eileen said, her voice low but clear. She took a step toward them, the silk of her gown whispering with movement. “If I wanted someone hovering over me while I undressed, I would have asked.”