Joao Felix Nude Novels & Stories

“Went to the market. But it must be coming back by now, it's been a while since it left.” I stayed in the kitchen a little longer, talking to my dad about my week of college classes and catching up on other matters. Then I went to my room, I needed to organize myself for another week of classes, but I ended up lying on my bed, thinking back to the unexpected encounter with João Felipe. He is even more handsome, with his well-muscled body, his beautiful green eyes, and his light hair. He is now a man of twenty-four and will soon have to take up his position in his father's company.

Revealing a confused looking Felix standing by the light switch at the door. “You’re awake”, Felix said. Rubbing his bright green eyes as he looked down at me. “And you’re on the floor?”, he said, tilting his head slightly. As he gave me an inquisitive look. I remained silent. My eyes widened as l continued to stare at Felix. He was wearing nothing but a pair of grey sweat pants with no shirt on. His prominent abs glistened underneath the Illuminative light. His dark hair was all ruffled up, giving him messy but somehow sexy bed hair.

It’s another photo. “Please, don’t open your notifications,” Richard says out loud as he stands up, but it’s too late. I look at the photo and I feel like I am going to be sick. It’s a photo of Jo touching herself. Her eyes are closed, her back arches and her hand covering her pussy, her nipples are hard while her legs are wide open. If I didn’t know, these photos were manipulated. I would’ve thought it was real.

Elijah had really managed to make a big surprise for me. 'It is known that there are videos and photos circulating on the internet which show Felicity Rey in a club, along with a man. In the video and photos, Felicity is seen getting intimate with a foreign man, who is known to be a famous model named Juan Walter. Here are the videos and photos that are circulating now.' After that, the television immediately showed a video recording between Felicity and the man called Juan Walter. They were both kissing and dancing together. Of course I knew that it would happen. Given that I myself had recorded everything Felicity did at the club that night.

Felix gazes into the sky, reclining in the water, "yet this moment, I'm nothing." I begin to rest on the focal point of the wellspring, Felix taking a gander at me amusedly. "I thought you said you planned to rest on my thigh," he says with a grin. I can't do that. Not with his enticing articulation and shirtless upper middle. I'm not invulnerable. "Nah, I figure I will pass," I grin, edging somewhat further away from him, attempting to escape from the hot person who is nearly making me slobber. Felix follows me, a haze of movement until I'm unexpectedly in his arms, unfit to move. He is so close...

“You don’t look so well. Is everything okay?” She doesn’t answer for a moment. Instead, she looked behind me with even wider eyes, and so did I. Felix stood there, looking nothing like the nineteen-year-old mind he had. Dressed in nothing but sweatpants, my breath stops in my throat at the sight of his bare chest. Made of nothing but rock-hard abs, the tattoos that lined his entire chest, arms, and torso. I swallowed, my heartbeat no longer at its normal pace. He takes a step forward in my direction, hard shoulders and muscles flexing with his every move.