Exposed Novels & Stories

She wanted to get this party over and done with. The dress was a fitting dress, strapless and had two splits on either side riding up her thighs. The dress in itself was not short, it sat just below her knees but was extremely sexy… It showed a lot without showing much type thing. The straight cut of the dressed showed only the top of her breasts… Still very decent compared to what was worn here. She had to be happy with that. What she wasn’t happy with was the fact that her back and shoulders were exposed. AJ obviously wanted everybody to see his mark.

Mother Superior is right in the middle, with my briefcase on the bed, open… Exposing the dildo.

--- A direct move. --- Victor’s voice lowered. --- “That’s new.” --- Elena nodded. --- “Yes.” --- A beat. --- “They’re stepping into the open.” --- The realization settled heavily. --- Because everything until now— --- Had been hidden. --- Silent. --- Indirect. --- But this— --- This was different. --- This was exposure. --- Adrian’s voice tightened. --- “Why would they do that?” --- Elena didn’t hesitate. --- “Because they’re ready.”

It's from Monika. *How is your little peanut doing?* She texts. This little whore did not! ... (to be continued)

Mark snapped out of his trance when he saw 2Pac approaching him. 2Pac glided through the flames, and it seemed like he was walking in slow motion. The metal man’s eyes still shined brightly, like high beams on a Ferrari. Mark’s skin became chilled when he saw how 2Pac didn’t have a scratch on his gleaming, armored body. The fire didn’t affect 2Pac’s shirtless metal physique. The blast didn’t even affect the light diodes in his high-resolution eyes. This was not good since the explosion compromised the integrity of Mark’s exoskeleton suit.

Cole My phone rings as I sit watching the restaurant where I have a clear view of Ophelia. I look and see that it is the person running the check on the gut Ophelia is currently making eyes at. "Talk to me." "Sir Christopher James is clear. He is from a middle-class family and works in publishing. No arrests, charges, or even traffic tickets. There is nothing wrong with him. He had a few girlfriends in the past that have nothing but great things to say about the guy."

I say deflating in seconds. After a short cab ride, all three of us are standing at the ruins of a blown-up bus, although there are nobodies lying around on the street you can still see the bloodstains from where they were, the whole area has been cordoned off, there are still police and investigators looking around so there's not much chance of us being able to get near the site without being spotted, I stand at the edge of the tape, close my eyes and take in as much air as I can, I breathe deeply trying to concentrate on the smell around me but all I'm getting is the scent of the humans around me and burnt remains of the explosion

I pulled my jacket closer to my body as I walked out of the vice chancellor’s office with Caleb following close behind. Today, I’d worn a bermuda short and a henley shirt paired with a ski jacket and black combat boots. You’d think I was in mourning because of the amount of black I had on. I had no makeup on and today I decided to let my hair loose instead of the normal cornrows. I swiped my tongue across my lips just to feel the coldness of the ring pierced on it.

He wanted his camera. "Open your eyes. Watch me as you pleasure yourself." Moaning, her lashes fell to half mast and her gaze locked on his, dark with arousal. One hand slid lower, over her taught belly to the small patch of dark hair. She shaved or waxed he'd noticed earlier, leaving only a small triangle. "Spread your legs. Let me watch." Responding to his low voice on command, her knees fell open, exposing her to him through the clear water. Her fingers spread her folds, her thumb flicking her swollen clit. Even through the water he could see she was slick, wanting. She moaned, her head drifting back.

Alexis messaged, "@Everyone, did anyone get a scare from Mrs. Scoll visiting today? Hahaha!" Someone named Watson from the technical department replied, "Alex, you sure are amazing! That photo is practically the best charm to ward off bad luck. I even wrote two less bugs in my code earlier!" Zander from operations sent, "Mrs. Scoll's expression is just too cursed! Can we use it for some merchandise? Maybe put them by the company entrance to attract fortune our way?"