Literotica Nude Family Novels & Stories

I looked at them one by one. At first, they were just pictures of Uncle and his ex-girlfriend, but when I got to around half of it, I held my breath at what I saw. There were pictures of Uncle and his ex-girlfriend posing naked, and near the end there were even pictures of them kissing, on top of each other, and other similar poses that were R-18 and erotic-looking. “What’s… that?!” Irina pointed to the lady’s chest.

"I’m ruined! How can I live knowing that everyone has seen my nudes?!" "Technically, you aren’t really nude in them―" Annalise said. The entire family had read the article put out by Lady Vanity and saw the resulting photos― her straddling Matteo in nothing but her underwear, the both of them tangled in his bedsheets, her bra, half-falling off her shoulders to reveal a swell of creamy breast. If they were from a weaker family, Annalise was sure that her phone would be blowing up with all sorts of obscene offers from movie directors.

*She grinds her ass back teasingly, hedonistic eyes commanding as she spreads thighs wider, pussy lips parting invitingly, ready for filling. *Eyes widen in shock as they take in the scandalous scene before them - their best friend's mother, Stefanie, sprawled naked on the bed, laptop open to an array of hardcore pornography, her own body glistening with arousal. The provocative invitation hangs heavy in the air, a challenge issued directly to Y/N.*

There were pictures upon pictures of nude girls in different positions and some even had bruises on their faces. Dad stopped when he scrolled again to see pictures of Katrina. She was naked and looked at the camera with fear in her eyes. 'What the hell is this?' Dad asked Asher. He was fuming already. 'You might want to check the videos,' Asher said as he slumped on the chair and rested his head on the back and closed his eyes. The Alpha stood from his seat and collected the phone from dad to scroll through the pictures again then moved to the videos. We all crowded behind the Alpha to see what was happening.

— It’s gluttony, she replied promptly, causing her parents to burst out laughing. The conversation continued in a light atmosphere. Lyra’s parents asked me a few questions about my work, my habits, how I felt here. I answered sincerely, trying to stay natural despite the feeling of being a bit “auditioned” by this family that meant so much to her. Under the table, Lyra brushed my leg with her foot. I looked up at her; her expression was perfectly innocent, but her eyes sparkled mischievously. I discreetly retaliated by brushing my fingers against her hand. She stifled a smile and bit into her croissant to keep from bursting into laughter.

"Um...." I explained, "It's Nude Day." "There really is a Nude Day?" he asked, "I thought that was just a Literotica fiction." "Yes, there really is, silly," I flirted, before adding, "and Michael, you're now eighteen and old enough to celebrate Nude Day with your Mother. So for the rest of the evening, all clothing is forbidden." Silence lingered for a while until he stammered, "M-m-mom, this is really weird."

“What’s the worst I could find? Lexi Blaze's new red edition trailer? A fan club?” She chuckled and tapped on the notification, completely oblivious to Silas's pale state. But what she saw... Her eyes narrowed and her lips parted slightly. It was a string of nudes, the kind an androgynous camboy would send. She tapped on the first one automatically loading. It opened immediately. The image that filled the screen was that of a boy, his legs in the air, and his hole, stretched lewdly for the camera. And the caption read, Let me be your cum dump again.

I hung up the phone and forced myself to calm down, my fingers trembling as I slid the mouse across the pad. Aside from the wallpaper, the desktop was almost too clean, with just a single folder named "My Treasure" saved. Zane Lockhart had once made me a folder like that, too. It was filled with photos of us growing up together. My heart hammered against my ribs as an absurd thought exploded in my head. Was he having an affair? The thought barely lasted a second in my mind before I crushed it. I knew that even if every other man in the world cheated, Zane would be the only exception.

Ethan’s camera clicked rapidly. “Wow,” Mom beamed. “You look incredible! Ethan, make sure you get the side profile.” He stepped closer, adjusting the angle. His voice dropped low enough that only I could hear. “Fuck, Lily… I can see how wet you still are.” Click. “Those thighs… I want them wrapped around my head again.” I bit my lip hard, fighting the flush spreading across my chest. Mom was adjusting lights, completely oblivious. Next came the bikinis. Tiny string pieces in tropical colors and metallic gold. I felt naked under the bright lights as I posed on a white chaise they’d brought in. Ethan knelt for lower angles, his gaze burning between my legs.

The boy shook his head and continued to chew on his puff. "Fuck! Lisa exclaimed and looked around. She scanned the premises but nothing was unusual. She held tightly to the papers and returned to her car. She checked the pictures contained in the parcel thoroughly. They were her nude pictures. She was depicted in different sex scenes with an unidentified man whose face was perfectly cropped out. The picture looked like she was having sex with a ghost. It was the work of a professional.