Ellen Greene Nude Novels & Stories

“Just five more.” I am wearing stonewashed denim shorts that barely cover my ass, a slight hint of my bum crease visible, below my belly, but not too low. A tight white crop top, covering only my breasts, it is somewhat see-through, enough to make my lace bra show. My stomach is bare, tanned, and toned. As I step my way into the lounge, I watch as his eyes grow wide and his jaw drops into total shock, “For fuck sakes, Jenna.”

THE WRONG SEND "Lena's pov" I stood in front of my full-length mirror, heart racing with nervous excitement as I took the photos. Completely naked, I squeezed my heavy breasts together, pinching my nipples until they stood hard and aching. I turned slightly, arching my back to capture the curve of my ass. Then I spread my legs, sliding two fingers through my already soaked folds and spreading them for the camera, showing just how wet and needy I was. The last shot was filthy — me biting my lip, fingers glistening with my arousal.

"Okay, let's be honest with each other here. What's really going on? Why are you having such a freak out about getting your freak on?" If it hadn't been such a serious thing for Jessica, she would have snickered at the play on words from Bianca's mouth. "Because, who does that? I ran here because I had nude pictures get exposed, and I was so embarrassed that happened, but I'm perfectly okay with shucking every part of clothing off the top half of my body and letting Layne have his way with me on the side of the road? What the fuck is wrong with me?" "Nothing," Bianca told her softly. "Nothing is wrong with you. You want to know what I think?"

Even if my eyes were open, I could still see her vividly. I arranged my pallet until everything was set, the only thing left to do is to get the brush and strike it in different ways to present her perfectly. White, Yellow Ochre, and Cadmium Red were inviting me, just by looking at them I knew I'd get her complexion seamlessly. Her skin is fair and glossy, like white sand radiating under the heat of the afternoon sun, or almonds blanched and then peeled. I'll add Cerulean for her blush.

“Honestly sir, I’m not quite sure. I found Mr. Nelson’s seminude body rather stimulating. I kept envisioning him in his former uniform and wishing he would handcuff and fuck me. I noticed sir that your smaller, stocky stature lends you to be very advantageous with a woman of my size if I was bent over like in the picture. And from the right vantage point it was perfect to line up Mr. Grier under me paying attention to my exposed nipples as I foresaw the four of us in this way.” “How did the sketch make you feel?” “Rather turned on, Sir, I’ve always admired older men. I was also embarrassed, Sir. I didn’t want to show you the picture at all thinking it might offend you.” “Are you sure you wer

A quiet feminine moan. My hand froze on the handle. I cracked the door open just enough to look inside and the sight hit me like a punch to the gut. Elena was still on the table, legs spread wide in the stirrups. The gown had fallen completely open, exposing her naked body. One hand cupped her full breast, pinching the nipple, while the other worked frantically between her thighs. Two fingers plunged in and out of her glistening pussy, making obscene wet noises. Her clit was swollen and red from attention. Her head was tilted back, lips parted, and those erotic moans spilled freely from her mouth.

To her perfect white skin, bleached asshole, and flawless body? Not like Amber gave a fuck though. But why not change things up a bit tonight? Grayson didn’t even say a word to her, just gave her a look, a wordless command. She was already minus her underwear and in nothing but a black lace nightgown which showed the outline of her hardened nipples through it. Not like he seemed to notice or care though. Leo would have fucking noticed, and he would have fucking cared no doubt. She slid down to the end of the bed, but as an afterthought grabbed her computer and drug it down to the edge of the bed with her. She opened it back up and paused on the screen was a nice shot of a huge, caramel color

To my confusion, all of it were image attachment. And with a flick of my thumb, I opened the images. I was immediately met with a series of nude photos—of Elisse’s, my alpha’s mate, in nothing but seductive lingerie. Each of her photo was a tantalizing display of her body, posed in ways that made my blood boil and my dick hardened instinctively. “Sweet fucking Luna,” I breathed, feeling my pulse quicken. There she was, her delicate slender body wearing lace and silk, every curve screams of perfect wild invitation. The first image showed her leaning against a wall, her back arched, the fabric barely concealing her breast and only revealing her sweet pink erected nipples. I couldn’t tear my ga

Not only journalists but heiress of other families also pulled out their phones to capture a slight glimpse of cold and alluring beauty. His cold gaze swept across all the journalist and guest, forcing them to retreat backwards. To their surprise he held out his hand and a small slender hand was elegantly put on his large palm. Golden heels landed on floor and pale legs were visible to everyone. They all look earnestly to be the first to glimpse at the lady who managed to appear with Damien Romano. With an elegant smile, Athena made her way out of car and intimately wrapped her hands around Damien's arm. She wore a emerald green below knee length off shoulder gown. Rownd diamond earrings dan

Then the floor creaked under my foot. Caught She froze. Then her eyes opened. Straight into mine. I flinched. “I, I was just going to the bathroom.” Layla didn’t flinch. She stood slowly, robe falling open further. Her breasts were round and bare, nipples stiff and dark. Her stomach curved into thick, perfect hips. Her thighs were slick with arousal. “You were watching me,” she said. I opened my mouth to deny it. But she stepped forward. “Come here.” “Mrs. Greene”