Nita Strauss Nude Novels & Stories

She stepped inside, her heels clicking softly against the polished marble floor, and her eyes immediately landed on him. Nathan stood near the edge of the room, his back to her, shirtless and glistening with sweat. The muscles of his shoulders and back rippled as he toweled off, the fabric of his workout shorts clinging to his hips. Emma’s breath caught in her throat. She had seen glimpses of his physique before—the tailored suits he wore left little to the imagination—but this was something else entirely. He was raw, unguarded, and utterly breathtaking.

Nina stood frozen at the side of the bed, arms crossed over her chest like she could still hide. Moonlight from the half-open curtains painted silver stripes across her skin, turning her nipples into dark, pebbled shadows. She was shaking tiny, uncontrollable tremors that made her tits quiver. Rita watched from the pillows, propped up on one elbow, fever-bright eyes glittering. “Panties too,” Rita rasped. “He likes to see everything when he walks in. Makes him hard instantly.”

She blinked, “I’m not a slut.” “Oh for fuck’s sake, shut up. Calling people that exchange nudes sluts is wrong you dimwit. And you are a slut, I’ve read your texts with him and I even got horny!! I didn’t even know you could text dirty things. Just send him a nude, you have an amazing body and I’m sure he’d love to see, don’t just show your face yeah?” “But I don’t know how to take nudes, what am I supposed to do or wear?”

Nelly lifted Laura's arms in the air and slipped her dress up over her head, leaving Laura sitting there in just her see-thru lace undergarments. Next, she unclasped Laura's bra, freeing her luscious, full tits. Laura stared into Nelly's eyes, totally submitting to the moment. She let Nelly lay her down on her back. She even lifted her butt off the couch to help Nelly pull her panties off. Laura was now completely naked in the back room of a strip club, waiting, fidgeting, as she watched Nelly return to her husband.

I answered with a smirk on my face. “Finally! i thought this day would never come. Do you still go for swim lessons with her?” He asked “Yeah, do you want me to hook you up with her?” “Fuck yeah!” He happily exclaimed making Sophia roll her eyes in disgust at her brother’s behavior. “Dude it’s just nudes” Ivan added shaking his head. “Just nudes?! Dude it’s Lolita sterling! She’s like the hottest swim suit model in New York and also an Olympic silver medal winner. It’s not just nudes bro” arch explained making me laugh in amusement.

I cannot believe this guy has no respect for me. “So are you Zane?” He asked me instead and didn't care that I was fussing. “Securities!!!” I yelled and walked towards the alarm button to call their attention. “Oh..Ho … hold on right there. There's something I'll like you to see” He turned his laptop screen for me to see. On the screen was a picture of Rita putting on a fish net lingerie. “Uhh…you probably didn't see that clearly. Here’s another one “ He swiped the screen to a picture of Rita stack naked.

His eagle like eyes gawked at her as if she was his prey. "I am done." Lisa ate to her desire and stretched her arms feeling refreshed. She then left the bed and headed to bathroom. After a long a nice bath, Lisa wore Mustard Crepe Plain Balloon Ruffled Dress, which complimented her pale skin. She stepped out of walk in closet and frowned. Brad was sitting on couch with business magazine in his hand- reading it with leisure. His tilted face under the bright sunlight was a beautiful sight for Lisa. He had a different charisma.

My jaw dropped. Zara was on her bed, completely naked, her pale skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat under the soft glow of ring lights set up around the room. Multiple cameras were positioned strategically—one on a tripod facing the bed, another on her desk capturing a side angle, and her laptop screen showing a live feed. She was arched back against plush pillows, legs spread wide, one hand between her thighs moving rhythmically with a massive vibrating dildo, the other pinching and twisting her swollen nipples hard enough to leave red marks. Her eyes were half-closed in ecstasy, lips parted as she gasped and whimpered like a bitch in heat.

"My name's Philip, P.H.I.L.I.P, can you call me that?" "Geez, okay, Philip, can I talk now?" He arched an eyebrow and the younger sighed nodding. "So, I have a doubt" "Go ahead, I have to go home" He said impatiently. "You're a stripper, right? The goddamn know stripper Philip, the one who works at the most famous nightclub and the boy everyone wants to fuck with... Hm, who's virgin, how ironic" Mikhail Winters said with sarcasm dripping from his mouth "Philip James, the untainted stripper, right?"

Spade was still trying to hide his hard on from Matteo as he tried to stop it from getting any harder but that was almost impossible, not with Nate still standing almost half naked on the screen. Nate suddenly hooked his hands to the towel around his waist as both men's eyes widen, one dreading the reaction his body would give upon seeing the complete nakedness of Nate, while the other only shocked at how easy it was for Nate to always strip for the camera. Slowly but surely, Nate began peeling off the towel, Spade tensed as the top part of Nate's butt began showing, he swallowed hard as he felt Matteo's body heat close to him, he didn't want anyone to be seeing this, this was going too far