Emma Clifford Nude Novels & Stories

Behind him is my mate. Claudia hangs suspended, her wrists bound with metal chains, arms stretched high above her head. Her toes barely graze the floor, her body trembling with the effort. She is completely naked, her skin slick with sweat, and I can see the telltale red veins snaking across her body—her heat is consuming her from the inside out. Her nipples, darkened to a near-crimson hue, are tight with unbearable need. A glistening trail runs down the inside of her thigh, dripping onto the cold, unforgiving floor beneath her. Time is running out. If her heat isn’t relieved, her organs will boil from the inside, killing her. I will do anything—say anything—to save her.

Mark's inner thighs were soaked with her juices. Here she was, bent over naked in front of a strange girl, not much older than her own daughter, with clamps killing her nipples, and her ass a blistered mass of welts, and yet, she was getting turned on by the abuse and humiliation. "Iris?" Elias asked, causing her to pause in her strokes, "Hold up for a second please."

I wipe the water from my face, catching a glimpse of Ellie's long black tail just as it's going underwater. Standing, I shake some of the water from my body. Ellie fazes and begins to swim towards me. She climbs out of the water, just feet from me, holding a bag. After looking over her, I can't help but look away. She's naked, and I have no idea how to react. I feel my face heat up as I look over her slim ivory body, and large pale bosom. Her body is fit and toned, looking as if she’d been molded from clay by a master craftsman. I turn away from her.

Clifford had a reputation for twisted cruelty and forcing himself upon women with his gang when he couldn't have them willingly. They'd never seen a beauty like Scarlett. Scarlett felt sickened at Clifford's approach. Could the world truly hold such depravity? Clifford was unable to restrain himself any longer and he reached toward Scarlett's bath towel. "Hey wench, let's first display your body for everyone to see." Just as Clifford's hand reached for Scarlett's towel, ready to strip her bare in front of his men, Frederick lashed out, knocking his hand away. "Don't you have the slightest effect of the weakening agent?" Clifford gasped, realizing his strength was no match for Frederick's.

she chuckled. “Because you’re beautiful, honey! Look at this, Clyde! Isn’t she very pretty!” Mrs. Smith showed the screen to Clyde. Yvette looked at Clyde’s reaction while trying to maintain her smile. Clyde looked at the photo blankly. It was Yvette wearing a two-piece nude bikini while sipping her coconut juice. His eyes drifted to her breast. It really grew bigger. “Yes,” Clyde answered and drifted his eyes to his food. Damn… that was hot… Clyde’s jaw clenched while thinking about it, trying to act unbothered with the picture when it lingered on her mind for a minute.

Cindy’s emotions were running so high that her face had gone pale, yet she had no choice but to follow Elaine onto the stage. The atmosphere grew tense as Elaine opened the press conference and asked for Cindy’s nude photos to be displayed again. In each photo, the men’s faces were different—there were two or three of them—but the woman in every picture was Cindy. The woman’s back in the photos was clear and unmarked. When the reporters saw the photos, some spoke up:

Clara then turned to me and asked formally in a loud clear voice, "Aimie, do you wish to be our entertainment this evening? If so, you can symbolically display your acquiescence by removing your robe." I felt all the eyes of the room upon me at that point, and felt the palpable hush as everyone awaited my decision. I was glad that I did not have to answer verbally, since my throat tightened as the moment of truth had arrived. My fingers shook slightly as they fumbled with the knot I had placed in the robe's belt. As the knot parted, I slowly pulled the robe open and off of my shoulders, and let it drop. The soft material pooled at my feet. Lifting my chin, I raised my arms and placed my hand

For almost a minute, she studied my naked sex, and behind my eyes, I saw what she saw: a page from a porno mag; an arrangement of skin and cheap clothes that was far more obscene than simple nudity . Its very crudeness was uplifting. I was a sacrifice to the divine Ellis, and my breasts and sex had a life of their own, a voice to sing the praises of the woman who bent before me. She lapped sweat from the crease of my groin. She kissed my belly, my thighs, my fuzzy mound; even my tight-less knees. The clever witch kissed everywhere but the tiny piece of flesh that needed it most. Desperation snuffed out my torpor. ‘My clit, for God’s sake,’ I croaked. ‘Suck my clit, you bitch!’

"Your wife is gorgeous. I can't help but to stare at her sometimes and think of how lucky you are. I was afraid you were going to get mad at me for how I look at her." I decided to fan the flames of desire even more, "Would you like to see a picture of her naked?" Frank's eyes lit up, "Hell yeah. Do you have some?" I started scrolling through my phone and found a few of Jill that I decided to show my neighbor. One was a full body shot of her completely naked, her small breasts, dark areola and completely shaven pussy in full view. The next one showed her bent over on all fours showing off her butt, her pussy lips showing and her tits hanging down. The third showed her on our bed with her kne

“Hey, did you hear that President Clifford will be here for the lunch testing today? She asked tilting her neck to look ahead. Hearing them speak, Chloe came to a halt to listen more. She didn't intend to eavesdrop but this is different. She wanted to know, who they are talking about since Mr. Clifford she knows from before, never appeared to the public eye, or since when did he start with!..? “Wow!, I have heard that president Clifford has a son, but he is unmarried .wait is he coming to the testing lunch to look for a mother for his son? “that's possible, but it's rumored that he is impotent ...... Otherwise, why wouldn't he have a regular female companion, after such a long time? “They a