Nita Strauss Nude Novels & Stories

"Tell me you didn't do this." Natalie’s smirk deepened. "Come on, bestie. I just gave everyone a preview. " Selena’s mouth fell open. "A preview? You posted my nudes online. Are you fucking crazy?" "Oh, stop acting so innocent," Natalie scoffed. The guys with her laughed, their eyes crawling over Selena’s body in her bikini, imagining what was under. "She’s not wrong, though…You do have nice breasts, Selena. A very nice tits. " one of them said with a grin, staring at her chest. "We could go to the back, and you can show me properly."

Ten of them. All naked. Nude. Bare. Stripped. I don't even bother reading the message. Instead, I set my phone down and focus on my laptop, pulling up the photos in full screen. I lean closer. I can’t believe it. She’s fucking incredible. The girl’s body is absolutely stunning; her breasts are perky and her pussy is perfectly shaven. My arousal increases as I imagine having her nipples in my mouth. My cock is painfully erect, just at the thought of it.

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.

NATASHA Natasha plucks an image from her bathroom wall, in this one she is nude and in a compromising position with the man she wanted to so desperately forget. Her hands started trembling as she plucked the other photos on the wall, her breath came out in puffs as tears streamed down her face. As she turned one of the pictures over, she sucked in a gasp and collapsed to the floor as she read what was written on it. ELSIDA “That was a beautiful show Cressida,” Elsida says as she comes up to her with a bright grin on her face.

A velvet-lined drawer slid open, revealing her tools of destruction. Straps. Toys. Lube. Silk ties. An obsidian-black strap-on, already glistening. Kamara gasped. “You’re going to watch me put it on,” Nia commanded. “And when I tell you to kneel, you’re going to open that pretty little mouth and worship it. Got it?” Kamara nodded, breath ragged. “Yes.” Nia stripped her uniform shirt slowly, muscles flexing. She stood there, half-nude, leather harness hugging her hips, the thick cock jutting out proudly.

“Take it all off, baby; show us your pretty puppies... and your sweet pussy.” Natasha had never heard a man say such things to her. It turned her on, to have older men like these two, roughly as old as her college teachers, lusting after her like horny young jocks. She grabbed the hem of her tiny t-shirt and pulled it slowly over her head. The throaty groans of the two men sent shivers through her. It gave her the courage to do what she did next. Reaching back, she unclasped her micro bra and let it slide off her as she moved to the music. For the first time in her life, Natasha Gillian Wallis was topless outside the privacy of her own home. She stood on the table before two strangers, men s

Naked, skin glowing under the soft spa lighting, she runs her fingers through her hair, shakes it out, and strides toward the steam room entrance, hips swaying unselfconsciously. Patterson’s wife, moves with quiet precision. She slips the thin straps of her floral maxi dress off her shoulders first; the bodice falls to her waist immediately. She pushes the fabric past her hips with both hands—the loose cotton whispers down her legs and puddles at her feet. She steps out carefully, then reaches behind to unhook her strapless bra and lets it fall. Her nude lace panties come next, thumbs in the waistband, she bends at the hips, slides them down over the curve of her ass, past her thighs, and st

Natalia says as tears start to move down her face. “Well, that can still be arranged.” Noah goes to her and holds her chin, wiping her tears off. Then he pulls the strap of the material covering her bosoms. “You know what I like, Natalia. Would you, please?” He asks, giving her a sweet smile. Natalia nods gently. Noah had a fetish for well worn clothes and rough sex. Natalia did not enjoy any of that as it all felt demeaning to her. Walking away gently, she changes her apparel and goes back to the living room, where Noah lay on the sofa, waiting.

I ran back to the library to my uncle Harry's computer. The first one I insert in the DVD drive is labeled NST01. There is also an NST02, NST03 and NST04. The computer is in auto-play mode and it mounts the DVD. There is an MS-Word file, an mpeg video file and a folder full of jpeg files. I open the jpegs first because I want to see if they are pictures of Nicole. They aren't. They are pictures of an older woman about my mom's age. The pictures show her in various stages of undress, then various nude poses; bent over, legs spread, masturbating and some close ups of her erect nipples and wet pussy lips. She's a very attractive woman and my cock is responding, especially to the one with her le

She looked back as her juices squirted onto the glass wall. She fell into Dante’s arms. He whispered, “How naughty! After showing off your naked body, you also showed the world how your pussy squirts?” Natalie’s face turned red. The room was dark because Dante had turned off the lights, but at that moment her body was completely naked and facing the glass wall overlooking the city center. Up hundreds of meters high and in the middle of the night, there was no way anyone could see how they made love. Still, Natalie felt like she was making love in public. It was a very indecent and immoral act, but it gave her an exciting thrill of challenge.