Nita Strauss Nude Novels & Stories

expression. I noticed Natasha hesitating a little before the man approached her and calmed her down a little. He then caressed her top over her head and tossed it to the ground. Her enormous breasts suddenly came into view because she was not wearing a bra, and I could already see the audience applauding and applauding them. She dropped to her knees as the man began talking off his clothes, as if she had gained confidence. He stripped off all of his clothes until he was completely naked, and when his rod was revealed, I gasped.

Sarah and Rena Gasped. “Excuse me Luna but could you remove your bottoms as well. It seems It extends lower than your waist.” I took off my pants. Fully nude in front of them felt somewhat uncomfortable knowing my scars were in full view. She took a picture for me and told me that I could dress. She handed me my phone and I was shocked.

He couldn't wait to see what she did in the privacy of her own room. The next morning, Nate woke up early and rushed to his computer to watch the footage from the night before. As he hit play, he saw Lila enter the room, wearing a silky robe that clung to her curves. She walked over to her dresser and began to undress, revealing her perfect breasts and toned stomach.

He answered and I nodded. "Let her in." I said. In no time my door clicked open and I watched Natalia walk in wearing almost nothing. She was a stripper but this was the most naked outfit I had seen her on. A nipple pad and a G-string pant. I mean I could see her pussy folds from it and when she did a three-sixty turn to show me her endowment everything was bare. I could barely see the line running through the back. The image of Thea on those got into my head and my groin twitched at the thought. I had to turn away slightly so that my dick went flaccid again. I didn't want to give Natalia the wrong idea.

She wouldn't even dare bring up her opinions in in front of her parents. "I have been very busy these few days Nina, I need you to help me relax." "Huh? What should I do? Will a massage help?" The confused Nina asked. But the familiar smirk on him told her what he had in mind. "You can start by taking your clothes off." "Ezra!" "Now." She didn't protest anymore. She just slowly took her clothes off until she was bared before him. His gaze travelled the length of her body, spending more time on her breasts. He nodded to himself.

She sounded unsure but Liliana knew what she was saying. He immediately took off her strappy shirt, she wasn't wearing a bra which was easier for him. Liliana was wearing tight short. When he pulled it down, he smirks when he realized she wasn't wearing any underwear. He got her out of the short so she was nude in his presence. He pulled her towards the bed. "Lie down" he ordered. She lies flat on the bed. Liliana had become comfortable when she's naked in front of Nicholas. He pull off his shirt in front of her. Just the sight of his hard rock body makes her wet.

"We can't miss the meeting. I'm not leaking bodily fluids, and I have all my extremities." "Except for those dents," Cleona grunted. "Maybe it's the hair." Stralath touched the clipped strands. "How should I know." She waggled a long strand of her own. "This is annoying. Who chose our skins? Some asshole at HQ?" The two women who'd eyed him earlier sauntered closer. "Are you an actor?" They both wore tight dresses that showed off every curve. Stralath's nostrils flared as potent perfume almost blew him back. His predatory sense of smell wasn't built for harsh chemical scents, and he swallowed hard.

Then I turned around, bent over, and lifted the back of my skirt, fully exposing my round ass and glistening wet pussy to all of them. My smooth pink lips were visibly wet and shiny. A thin string of my juices slowly dripped down my inner thigh. I stayed bent like that, ass up and pussy on full display while they stared. One of the men held up his phone. "Can we take some pictures, Marcus?" Marcus looked at me. "Elena, would you like to pose for some nice semi-nude photos for us?" I hesitated for half a second, but his calm gaze melted me. "Yes, Sir..." I whispered.

**Chapter 55** **Public Performance** The photo refused to leave me alone. Even after I turned off my phone and tried to bury myself in work, Natasha’s image lingered like a stain on silk. Her perfectly manicured hand resting on Khalid’s arm. The intimate lighting of whatever upscale Midtown restaurant they’d chosen. The caption that felt like a deliberate blade: *Late night strategy sessions with the best in the business. Some partnerships never fade.*

I hummed softly as I rinsed my mug in the sink, listening to Stassie ramble on about how I’d apparently become a domestic goddess—cutting fruit into perfect squares like an Italian grandmother. It was almost enough to make me forget. Almost. Then my phone buzzed. A single vibration. Sharp. Unexpected. I frowned, drying my hands on a towel before picking it up. My stomach flipped at the screen: Unknown Number. I hesitated, thumb hovering. I tapped the notification. Everything stopped. A photo. Grainy. Dimly lit. But unmistakably real. Sienna McCoy. Naked. Draped across Nikolai’s bare chest, her long hair tangled over his skin like silk. One of her hands rested on his abdomen. His eyes were cl