Ira Dash Nude Novels & Stories

“Jesus! What the f*ck do you think you’re doing?” “Getting down to work, maybe. I’m keeping my end of the deal, Mr. Laurier.” Iris looked away while her trembling fingers went to her top. She started unbuttoning them in slow motion. She trained her mind to accept the worst punishment possible. The top came off her and pooled near her knees, with only an old, white, cheap bra covering her. She knew how unattractive she looked. Would Maddox cancel the agreement and stop helping them?

Seeing her expression, Yash mocked touching one of her braids" Aww!! How beautiful you look without clothes!! I have to admit that you are a hot piece." Naina jerked away his hand and asked panicking," How did you get them? Delete these pictures. What do you want from me?" " It's not important for you to know how I got your nude pictures. You should think about what I can do with these sexy photos. Should I circulate them on the Internet? Or, should I upload them on F******k? Don't worry. I will tag you in these pictures," Yash said very dramatically walking around Naina.

Navmi's POV Sometimes I think there's no one as crazy yet innocent as Ashi but Oh! I was so wrong Aryan is ten steps ahead of her. There he was scattered on the bed with only shorts leaving his upper part bare, showing off his toned chest and hard muscles only for me to drool over him. He had that most innocent expression on him that was highly unlikely of him. He is far from innocent. He held my gaze as he approached me in slow and steady steps with his infamous smirk on his face.

Right now I wished we had missed everything. I sat in the middle chair, fingers hovering over the keyboard like they had a mind of their own. My eyes were glued to the screen, but my stomach was somewhere on the floor. There she was—Nina—completely naked except for those stupid diamond waist beads and the heels that made her legs look endless. She was kneeling in front of the open drawer, holding that thick black dildo like it was a live grenade. Her face… God, her face. Wide eyes, jaw slack, trying so hard to stay calm while her cheeks burned red.

Dyrus stared at her chest like it was something enticing, it was as flat as a door, and she is so skinny and ugly. "Dyrus... I mean Sweetie" I said and turned his face to me. "Ava, let him confirm that there's no bottle tied on my chest," Nina said unbuttoning her shirt and flinging it at my face. I removed her disgusting shirt off my face and sighted Dyrus staring at Nina's half-nakedness. "Dyrus, what are looking at？" I yelled and slapped his face. "What's that for？" Dyrus asked as he placed his hand on his cheek.

Aisha said everything in one breath and sub consciously slide her left hand on her baby bump as I saw her breath getting hitched with every word meanwhile I was still rooted to my place. Aisha quickly put down her backpack and pulled out a laptop and something that looked like an USB… she took couple of minutes to setup everything and finally when she was done…. she turned her laptop screen towards me “See for yourself” She said in her stern voice and played what looked like ‘A Video… not just any random video but of “Revaaa…..” I whispered under my breath as soon as she played it however before it could proceed any further she immediately paused it and “Do you recognize this fucking Tattoo?

Vic tapped the arrow button and brought up a picture of another woman naked and bent over a desk. Her legs were spread and tied at the ankles to the legs of the desk, and ropes around her wrists had her arms pulled wide, as well. Behind her a muscular black guy was poking the tip of his BBC into her asshole while a white dude was feeding his dick into her open mouth. Another tap and a photo filled the screen with a naked ass. Between the spank-reddened cheeks fat cocks were shoved up the juicy cunt and the lubed asshole.

He told himself he was just curious. The door to the women’s locker room was slightly ajar. He pushed it open. Raven stood under the shower spray, completely naked. Water cascaded over her toned body, tracing every line of muscle and curve. Her breasts were full and heavy, nipples dark and tight from the cool water. Tattoos snaked across her ribs and down her strong thighs. She had a fresh split lip and a bruise forming on her cheekbone, but she looked more alive than any woman Lucas had ever seen.

Jo replied. Ash stepped out of the bathroom buck naked, his hair was matted to his head, and his wet body glistened under the fluorescent lighting in the room. Jo let out a breathy sigh at the perfection that was his body. Ash smirked at her, and finding his pants in the floor, pulled them on, giving Jo a prime view of his ass. Jo wondered if it was healthy to be as obsessed over a man's ass as she was. “Hello, Jo? Are you there? Earth to Jo?” Andrea said.

I’m already under the shower, the hot water flowing down my shoulders. He looks at me. He sees me naked. But nothing. No reaction. Not a beat of desire. He comes in anyway. He helps me lather my body, caressing me gently. But he doesn’t even get hard. His movements are empty. His gaze is elsewhere. I turn slowly, my expression hard. — You don’t want me anymore, I whisper. Even that, you can’t give me? He lowers his eyes. Ashamed. Lost. — I’m sorry.