Eliasa A Nude Novels & Stories

Now it felt like it might be our last night, period. Elias lit one small lamp. The light was soft, almost forgiving. He looked at me like I was the only real thing left in his world. “Come here,” he said quietly. I walked to him. He undressed me slowly, reverently — peeling the t-shirt over my head, kissing every inch of skin he revealed. My shoulders. The curve of my breasts. My stomach. The tops of my thighs. No rush. No frenzy. Just deep, aching worship.

His hands played around her abdomen. Emma was ashamed of making sound and she tried to shut the eratic sounds coming from her heart. She wanted more. His every touch was driving her crazy but she could not blunt it out. Elijah teased her more. He brought down her panties and her well shaved public area was before his eyes. He wanted to see her deep and let his mouth drink her wine. Elijah held her waist and Emma subconsciously wrapped her legs around his waist. He supported her butt and took her to his bed.

"Isabella could never dim this. Nathan was a fool to ever let you go." "Don't talk about them," I pleaded, my fingers clenching the sheets. "Just... stay here." "I’m not going anywhere," he promised. He moved higher, his tongue tracing the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. I gasped, my hips instinctively lifting toward him. He looked up, his eyes dark and swirling with gold. "Is this okay? Do you feel safe, Elara?" "Yes," I breathed, my head falling back. "Yes, Elias." He reached out, his hand covering my mound, his fingers moving with a practiced, agonizingly slow rhythm. He found the center of my heat, circling it with a pressure that made my toes curl. I let out a jagged cry, my eyes flut

First, Padre, then George… and now, Madre… Soft smooth hand on my shoulder made me stiffen. Elara. Lost in my mind, I didn't hear her come in. From our reflection on the transparent glass, I mopped at her completely naked body. Elara?! Her perfectly round tits, much bigger than the last time we fucked. It seemed like half her weight, quiet heavy for her petite frame. Her dark-pink nipples painted out, dialing danger. Devouring her nudity, I trailed down her small curvy hips and well-shaped ass, perfect figure for my torture…

--- Elias noticed the change. One evening, he unbound her completely and let her walk freely around the studio for the first time. She explored his incredible artwork — dozens of paintings and sculptures of her in various erotic poses. Some were hauntingly beautiful. Others were pure filth. She stopped in front of a massive painting of herself mid-orgasm, legs spread, his cock buried deep inside her. “Do you like it?” Elias asked softly, coming up behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back against his chest.

~ ELENA’S POV ~ Was Rhoda pregnant? I thought. I waited for Lisa to confirm that the door was locked before making her way back to me. I sat, ready to listen to all she had to say. Maybe if I needed answers, Lisa was just the right person to begin with. I tried to steady my composure as she approached. Her smile softened as if she had just given me the news of a lifetime. Inside, my mind raced. What other news was waiting for me ahead?

Elias was just about to put back her headphones when the girl asked, "You're Elias, right?" Elias looked at her, "Depends on who's asking," The girl chuckled lightly, not offended at all, "I'm Isabella. We are in the same class and honestly, I've been meaning to talk to you for a while now. You're kind of famous now, huh?" Elias frowned, and her chest tightened, "If you're here to joke...,"

And she only did one thing, concentrate on her study so much that she ended up dozing off. “Are you sleepy?” he asked looking at her after the class room teacher left. She shook her head and looked at her notes which was really other worldly. She herself doesn’t understand what she wrote while dozing off… maybe alien words that other was yet to know! Her eyes turned right as she heard Noel giggle which he tried to hide. He was laughing after looking at her notes and his eyes were still on it. Extremely breathtaking! Elin rather then feeling embarrassed felt mesmerized by his beauty and smirked, “It’s nice to see you smiling for real. It’s better then your fake one”.

“So fucking greedy. Begging to be fucked like a desperate little whore. Does your precious girlfriend know you’re this pathetic? Does she know you beg for pussy like you’re dying for it?” My chest locked up. I couldn’t breathe. Elias moaned, hips jerking forward into her grip. “No… fuck, she doesn’t know anything. She’s so fucking fat, everything jiggles when she moves. I can’t even look at her naked without wanting to vomit. Her thighs, her stomach… God, it’s disgusting. There is no way I could get myself to want her even if—” I slammed pause so hard the screen cracked under my thumb.

“Just tonight. One last time.” He stripped her completely in the aisle, peeling off her skirt and panties until she stood naked in the middle of the church. Rain lashed the windows. Thunder rolled. Elias stepped back, eyes raking over her body, full tits, soft stomach, dripping pussy, thighs already shining with her juices. He tore off his own cassock, collar, and the rest until he was naked too. His thick cock stood rigid, veins bulging, head angry and leaking. No more hiding. No more half-measures.