Normal People Nude Novels & Stories

Lana's P.O.V. Every step we took, more people seemed to appear. Most were smiling with welcome, but others were staring with a look of open curiosity. I couldn't blame them though. I was examining them too. The man at the gate, Conner, had been right. Nudity was something that I would have to get used to, and so would Maddie. Several people we passed were wearing tank tops and shorts, but most people were in sports bras and shorts, or nothing at all.

He chuckles and pulls his shorts off. Time to shift. “Nova, unless you want to rip through all your clothes you might want to strip” I nod and turn my back to him. Nudity is so normal and comfortable amongst pack members yet ive never been part of a back, never become used to stripping off in front of people and strutting round casually.

"What's the matter? Don't you wanna fuck a nigger?" Reggie's eyes feasted on Christy's naked body and its gentle feminine curves. With brute strength he forced her smooth, long legs apart on reconnaissance of the treasure he planned to plunder. Younger women tended to always keep their pubic areas immaculately groomed, as if they wanted to be ready for someone to see them in a bikini, thong or perhaps completely nude. Christy was apparently one of these women. Her naked body was as gorgeous as he had imagined.

Five naked women stood before me in the centre of the studio. The afternoon light poured through the tall glass walls and painted their bodies in shifting gold and shadow. Every curve, every dip, every tremor was illuminated. Skin tones ranged from porcelain to deep mahogany. Breasts varied from small and high to full and heavy. Nipples stood erect in the cool air. Pussies were smooth, trimmed, or left natural—each one already glistening with anticipation or nerves or both. Their breathing filled the silence: shallow, uneven, excited.

I was still feeling pretty hot even though I was so tired so I got up and answered the door, still totally nude! There were five men and two women outside all with trays of food on rolling tables and they were all pretty shocked to see a nude slut standing at the door to a room obviously filled with so many also nude men. The look on their faces was priceless! I have always loved seeing the shock on faces as men and women realizing what I am doing with so many hot cocks. What a slut they had to be thinking to themselves.

Nita said, "It is better when he cums on you." The third time was even better. Rather than join the girls in pressing, Nita decided to sit on the other side of me and get herself off with her fingers. We made a little masturbation sandwich that way, me stroking my cock, my sisters lying on the ground, and Nita on the other side. Her legs spread wide, hiding nothing. She already had her top off and for this round, Nita stripped down naked. I was surprised to see that her pussy was covered in dark, curly hair completely untrimmed. There was something arousing and naughty about that.

I was responsible for my problems. I took the bus. It’d take me at least ten minutes to reach the hospital so I had plenty of time to surf on net. I kept scrolling F******k’s feed to only find out Brandon Grande’s news, he was featured on the men’s fashion page cover with one of his new chick-piece probably. “Sure as hell, she’d be his prey by now.” I thought. But did her nude really matter to her? I mean models confidently present their bodies for nude shoot. It’d not be a big thing for her. She must be used to such men.

There was a naked man along with two naked women. I mean completely naked. He had one of the women on her knees, sucking off his cock and the other woman was at his side, his lips wrapped around her round boobs. The three of them moaning as they received pleasure. Fuck. When I turned the other way, a similar sight caught my eyes. No one even glanced twice at them. It was as if it was a normal sight. I blushed hard. I knew nakedness meant nothing to them but this—

The guy sent me a faceless nude, a Latino guy who looked fit and large, wearing just a little cross on a chain with a hard cock that must have been 8+ inches. Omg, nice, I pulled over and texted him for a while, sent him some pics of my little ass and hole, clean shaven. And I sent pics of my body and face, I'm 5'8 and kinda muscular. He said to me, "I'll pound it and make u suck." I'm gonna refer to him as J.

It was slightly ajar. Curiosity should’ve died right there. But no. Of course not. I had to know. I moved toward it like a sleepwalker drifting toward disaster. I reached the door and peered in, only to see everything. Ronan was naked. He was also spread out like a living sex ad. His legs were apart and his hair was damp. His muscles gleamed with sweat and his hips rolled with practiced rhythm as he drove himself into… A nurse? Blonde. Curvy. Her scrub top was still on—barely buttoned—but her lower half was completely bare. She rode him like she was possessed. No hesitation, no holding back.