Exposure Novels & Stories

My parents want me to continue my study abroad to avoid you. Sorry if I wasn’t able to stop them. Sorry if I need to leave you now. But I know that even if they keep pushing us apart, my love for you will never change. You know how much I love you, Bree. No one can replace you in my heart. We’ll see each other again, Bree. I love you! -Seb End of flashback

My hand was shaking as I was accepting their request. I also had more than a thousand notifications, thanks to Noah's tag on my name on his post. I was browsing my I*******m account when I saw Anne's latest I*******m post. Her post kill all the excitement that I felt earlier. It was a picture of her and Andrew. It was a candid shot. They look happy and in love. Anne's caption says it all. "Partner"

Why does this girl enjoy shouting so much? We catch up to them, waving, because they were ahead of us. We were all crammed in front of the elevator, and as the doors opened, we were all crammed in and pushed all the way to the rear corner. Joshua surrounded me, allowing me some room, and we were facing one other. His hands were over my shoulders, gripping the wall, and just when I thought things couldn't get much worse, one person slid right before the doors closed. And it pushed Joshua even closer, and our bodies were already touching, faces only inches apart. What have I gotten myself into? It's still early in the morning. He even smells wonderful, which adds to my attraction to him. And t

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

At least she'd worn her sexy red lace panty set, which was more up Hoan's alley. Noah returned and made quick work of a campfire just outside the cave opening. Kneeling, he unfolded the sleeping bag inside the cave and pulled the camera from its bag. Task at hand, he muttered over his shoulder, "We'll need to do this fast, or in stages. It's too cold to leave you exposed for long." He fidgeted with the camera. "When in position, just do as I say right away. I'll give you verbal cues when I start. You'll need to hold your breath for a few seconds, so I don't catch your exhalation in the shot."

"Here you go." She held up the white and brown camouflage patterned clothes. "This isn't going to fit." "That's what this is for." He held out a roll of duct tape. Lexi sighed and flopped back on the sand. "The warmth feels so good." "What are you talking about? The water was warm." "Well, then the light feels so good." "That would be the radiation. If you stay out in it too much you'll burn." Lexi lifted her head. "I will?" She asked with a lilt in her voice.

I had seen way more bits and bobs of people's body parts than was necessary. After the first three, I grew kind of numb to it. At first, I was just embarrassed to be sitting there watching them. Then, I was kind of horny. But even that wore off after a while. Now it was similar to Kira's memories of watching the cows out in the pasture. It was just sort of nature, and you just let it be. The crystals made a huge difference. I didn't feel like I was buzzing with energy and exhausted. Instead, I was just exhausted.

The world tilted violently. The impact knocked the remaining air completely from my lungs. My head slapped against the floorboards with a dull crack, and my vision went momentarily fuzzy with swimming black spots. Pain exploded through my skull like fireworks behind my eyes. In that exact moment of weakness, while I lay stunned and gasping, his frantic hands yanked upward, pulling the white towel completely off my body. The exposure felt like a second violation, cold air hitting my skin like a slap.

Aiden stood by the window once more, exhaustion settling deep. “I didn’t speak,” he said quietly. Dante joined him. “You didn’t need to.” Aiden closed his eyes. Exposure had a shape. And now, everyone could see it. The aftermath didn’t arrive all at once. It came in fragments—short clips spreading without context, quiet messages passed between trusted hands, subtle shifts in posture and tone as people absorbed what they had witnessed. Exposure didn’t roar. It settled. Aiden felt it like gravity. He and Dante didn’t rush away. They moved deliberately, letting the city fold back around them. No one stopped them. No one tried to fo

The subway slowed for the next stop, doors hissing open, but they stayed locked together, his cock buried deep as people shuffled. A rush of cool air hit her wet thighs, heightening the exposure. Someone brushed past, close enough to feel the tension, and Maya's heart raced—exhibitionism at its peak, the discreet sex teetering on discovery.