Emma Taylor Nude Novels & Stories

The moon was shining through the blinds and it was illuminating her nakedness. On her back, with her legs spread wide open on the bed , one arm thrown across her head, and naked. Her athletic physique was so tempting, pointy tits and black nips, flat belly and down to that shaved strip of black hair in the front of her pussy. Her pussy was parted a little, pink and smooth, looking so fuckable in the dim light. I sat down on the opposite couch to the bed, my dress hitching up. I brought my cock out again, it was still as hard as ever. I poured more baby oil, and rubbed it on my cock slowly at first, my eyes fixed on her pussy.

And suddenly Eve knew exactly what she needed to do. Emily stood naked in front of the tent. Her father was standing right next to her. Her Mom was over by the car, hanging up their piss-soaked clothes. Emily knew she should be embarrassed, standing naked in front of her parents. But something about the way her step Dad looked at her when she exposed herself. It made her want to be nude for him all the time.

She treats her admirers like annoying gnats, and it only makes Matt’s ego want to crush her resistance even more. He scrolls further, finding a video of her doing a heavy squat set at the gym, ass stretching under her leggings, followed by a video of her at a firing range, aiming a Glock as she nails a bullseye. She's wearing a white tank top, no bra, her nipples visibly hard under the fabric. ‎Matt feels a familiar throb in his crotch, his dick hard against his pajamas. ‎He stops scrolling. Enough lurking. He taps the "Message" icon, with the same cold confidence he uses to sign multi-million dollar deeds.

I took some pictures but tried to stay in the background and let him take over the photo shoot. Tina's last bikini can best be described as two dots and a dash. The top was nothing more than strings holding together two tiny patches that only covered her nipples. The rest of her tits were totally exposed. The bottoms were the same. The strings held a patch of material that barely covered her bald pussy and even exposed some of her lips in some of the poses. She couldn't have gotten any closer to being completely naked. Jimmy's eyes drank in the beauty of her tight teen body as he began to snap picture after picture.

A second message followed: “Last night, you were incredible! So passionate!” Her hands tightened around the phone. “He took my nude photo while I was asleep?” she fumed. She immediately called Jacob. The line barely rang before he picked up. “Jacob Yates, delete that photo right now!” Emma snarled, lowering her voice and locking her office door to ensure no one could overhear. A chuckle came through the line, followed by his teasing, mockingly affectionate tone. “Why would I delete such a beautiful photo? I want to keep it to look at whenever I miss you.”

Hit send. And that was that. Until thirty seconds later, when my screen lit up again. Dr. Stacy Cole: Beth… I’m fairly certain that’s not the screenshot you meant to send me. My stomach dropped. “What?” I whispered, blinking at the screen. I opened the message chain. There—clear as day—was a high-resolution nude. My nude. Not raunchy. Not pornographic. Just… artistic lighting. Soft curves. A bedroom mirror moment I’d snapped weeks ago on a day I felt unusually hot.

Just as she reached for her hair clip, Bella's video call popped up on her phone. Once she answered, Bella anxiously blurted out, "Natalie, bad news! You're going viral!" Natalie could barely process her words. "What?" Bella frantically said, "I'm sending you the link. Check it now." Natalie dropped the hair clip and tapped on the link Bella sent. The top trending topic had a headline that read, "#RenownedArtistAmanda'sChaoticPrivateLife". The attached pictures were of her slipping cash to Jonah at The Specular and his hand tugging at hers, leaning in too close.

“And why are you half naked?” She finally noticed that Taylor was clad in nothing but a towel, droplets of water glistening on his sculpted physique. For a moment, she lost all focus! How can there be such a perfect body? “Hey! Stop looking at my chest and answer me!” Taylor said through gritted teeth. Then, it seemed as though realization had finally dawned on him. He asked, “I know you. You were the one who bumped into me last Friday. Did you stalk me after meeting me for the first time?”

“Maybe that’s your cue to act like nothing happened. Play it cool.” “Easy for you to say,” Tyler muttered, pulling out his phone. “What’s that?” Dave asked, noticing Tyler scrolling through his photos. Tyler handed over his phone. “That’s her.” “Dude, you have a picture of her? That’s not like you.” “I know,” Tyler admitted. “But look at her. She looks like a damn goddess.” Dave stared at the screen, his eyebrows shooting up. “Oh, shit. Is that your bed? Dude, she’s totally naked under those blankets.”

Matt’s eyes widened, and with a smirk, he slipped off his jacket and his shirt to reveal a chiseled chest and abs. Next, I removed my bra. My hands were trembling slightly as I unhooked the clasp and let it fall to the floor, but I felt a sense of confidence wash over me upon seeing Matt’s eyes settle on my bare breasts. We took turns like that, neither of us speaking, as we removed all of our clothes. Finally, we stood fully nude in front of one another, with only the glow from the hot tub illuminating our bodies. I wanted to touch him. To feel him. But I restrained myself that much. We could look, but not touch. For now, I would hold onto that little shred of Celeste that was left inside o