Elliot Norris Nude Novels & Stories

I presumed she was touching his cock. "Righto!" I proclaimed as the spa had gone silent while everyone sipped their drinks, "There are three nudists in the pool, and one person still partially dressed." We all looked at Ellie, who began to blush slightly. I gave her a nod and a nudge with my elbow. Ellie sat silently for a moment as if contemplating whether she was comfortable to join us being naked, however her next words made it clear her deliberation was on how she would get naked. "Can I nude up in a slightly naughty way?" She asked.

"Of course, my bag has tools that are essential to the process. Hurry up and lie down. This opportunity won't last forever." Elliot smiled and asked, "Should I take off my clothes?" "Of course." Sophia watched with wide eyes as he took off his pajamas, revealing his naked body. She was startled and turned away. "Why aren't you wearing anything underneath?" Elliot put on an innocent expression. "Didn't you ask me to take it all off?" Sophia felt her face burning. She could not treat him like an ordinary patient. He was acting far too shamelessly. “Put some shorts on."

To make a video so raw that Noah would never think of that elevator clip again — only this. Only how he looked, spread out on their sheets, cock twitching, eyes half-lidded and begging. “Touch yourself,” Elias said, unbuttoning his own shirt. Noah whimpered. “I want your hands.” “You’ll earn them.” Noah licked his palm and wrapped it around himself. Elias watched, half-dressed, eyes blazing. “You’re so fucking pretty like this,” he murmured. “Lying where you belong. Open. Exposed.” Noah stroked faster.

A white, or should I call it milk-sticky substance, kept dripping like an invitation to her glorious inside, but I just couldn't, I couldn't rush it, not after I had spent months fantasising about it. Surprised? Nora had sent me a video of her and Jason, I came into the picture as her father, but the truth is, this is Nora's way of life, this is how she funds her expensive lifestyle, she gets a nude video and threaten to sell it to p**n sites, the victim has no choice than to pay whatever amount she requests, I was thrown aback when I found out she also had that of her so called best friend. The evening she sent that video, I jerked off with it all night. I mean? She was a pro with the guys

I looked around for Elliot only to have my jaw dropped when my eyes finally landed him. Elliot stood in his rugged appearance, looking ripped with a perfect six pack body, in nothing but very tight boxers, as he posed for the camera under the spotlight. Heat crept on my cheeks as I saw him glistening, looking mouth watering. This was the first time I had reacted to him like that.

According to the report of her subordinates, Elliot, the Capricious Holy Hand, was soaking in the wine pool at the moment. Fiora walked into the room and immediately saw the naked Elliot. He was soaking in the wine pool while hugging two beauties with both his hands on the left and right. The three of them “bathed” together. They drank and ate meat while soaking. That scene was extremely promiscuous. Although Fiora was not a good person, she was a woman, after all. She really hated such a scene, and she felt extremely disgusted. But Elliot was completely different. These days, he was tired of playing with these women and wanted more excitement, so he set his sights on Fiora.

“And you, Noah you let him fuck you senseless in public. On camera. In his bed. On your knees. Dripping his cum while you begged for more. You made this personal.” The officers moved in. “Hand over the drive,” Thornton repeated. Elliott stepped between us. “Touch him and I’ll make sure every donor you’ve shielded sees the real story. Emily’s autopsy photos. The payoffs. The emails. I have copies.” Thornton laughed cold, hollow. “You have nothing. The recorder transmitted live. I have Jax’s confession. I have your sex tape. I have leverage.” One officer lunged taser crackling. Elliott dodged, shoving the man back into the mud. The second officer fired blue arc connecting with Elliott’s side.

I stared at the name until another message appeared below it. Nora, I'm so sorry. I never meant for you to misunderstand me and Elliot. I just wanted to explain. I should have deleted it. Instead, my wet thumb brushed the screen and opened the request. A photo loaded. It had been taken through the glass wall of an emergency room bay. The reflection was faint, but clear enough. Elliot stood with his arms around Tessa. His head was bent toward hers. One hand rested against the back of her hair, the same careful way he used to hold me when I cried.

I’m not going to send him a nude, especially since his picture is foggy anyway. Instead, I open the camera and stand in front of the living room mirror. I made sure my phone is in front of my face. It's just my op half on the screen, with maybe my shirt pulled down just a tad to reveal more of my shoulders and collarbones. It's not particularly sexy or anything like that. I could’ve probably done a way better job. -Norali: Picture

Mariah knew that this was a marriage of convenience, as did Beta Leo and Gamma Erik. My mind shifted back to the present moment as I stood in front of Elliot, wide-eyed at his suggestion. “Are you sure?” I finally asked him, feeling suddenly breathless. Instead of answering, he started to unbutton his shirt. My heart nearly leaped into my throat as his abs were revealed to me. He slowly slid his shirt off his body and placed it on the chair on top of his jacket. “Do artists usually have nude models for painting? Do you like that?” He asked, his eyes never leaving mine.