Nsfw Pics Novels & Stories

I'm making easy money out of sad, lonely strangers' carnal desires. "Two thousand euros," I murmur as I check my profile's withdrawable balance. A total of 2,012 bucks for some grainy lingerie and bikini shots. Wow. Someone's got quite a disposable income. I have no clue who "Angelx30" is in real life, but they must be a fan of cheap lingerie and crochet bikinis for paying this much for some low quality selfies flaunting my "assets"... Emphasis on "ass". The most I've earned since I started selling thirst-trapping photos? A whopping twelve dollars. Until last night.

My pussy clenched so hard I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning. “Were you drunk when you sent me those pictures, Kristi?” He whispered, voice low and rough, like gravel wrapped in velvet. Each word dragged over my skin. “Because I opened my email this morning expecting a résumé… and instead I got three very detailed shots of my best friend’s little girl spreading her pretty pink cunt for the camera.” I whimpered. Actually whimpered. My thighs squeezed together, slick heat flooding my thong. “I—I was drunk, yes. I didn’t mean to… the files were next to each other and my fingers just—”

I tapped on another picture of me sitting against the wall in a set of black lacy lingerie with my legs spread apart. I was holding a small silver vibrator against my underwear. “Just send both, stupid!” She smirked. I raised my eyebrows at her. “What? Might as well. It’ll give him some different options when he looks at your pictures to, ya know”—she made a jerking motion by her pelvis—“come.” " You can't just leave the poor man to stare at just one photo, can you? There's a reason p**n videos are long and dynamic" Angela said, still staring at the photos, scrolling and swiping through the numerous photos we took.

making Nishi nod her head in response. “Oh, I do wait for a second” Nishi removes the phone out of her front pocket with was cracked from the coner along with the scratches over the screen. Unlocking her phone as she clicks over the picture albums scrolling through them one after the other as fast as she could. With the faint blush over her cheeks which were more filled with the animated pictures of boy x boys on her phone. Some were sketches some were digital art. Some were the one 18+ art on her phone shaking her head as she scrolls down more further and further.

his voice, a low rasp that somehow felt intimate. “This is a cover request from… Raina. ‘Blackbird.’ Classic. Okay, let’s see.” The comments floated along the side of the screen like a hysterical river of text. Miss2Snow._ What’s the size down there? Notyourlegalgirl_ Flash us! poppy_ Sent you a boob pic. Check it out, daddy. Ebony7b_ OMG his hands… I’m gonna faint. Vivi23_ Get a nipple piercing! Fesapie_ Do you sweat glitter? Lol, I need your skincare routine.

The plain cover hid the pages and pages of pictures Tara had found in her explorations into the darker side of the internet. Halfway through she found the high-resolution black-and-white photographs she adored, the ones with a pair of red lips barely touching the head of a stiff cock or a woman pushed down onto a plush bed by a man taking her from behind. Often she had fantasies develop around these pictures, ones she typed down for her blog – ones she brought with her to bed late at night. She looked at a picture of a tall strong man holding a limp and naked girl in his burly arms, his face hidden by the shadow as he held his prize before him. Claimed by him.

I quickly picked it up and started flipping between the pages. But to my greatest surprise, the pictures aren’t showing normal nudes like the ones we normally see when some traders borrow us their phones. These images are showing pictures of naked women being tortured by naked men; more like rape or something. I was still staring at the images with shock all over my body when Michael came into the room.

he showed her all the categories. "Now, if we sort by popularity..." Ben clicked and filtered. The two most popular by far rose to the top. "MILF and Incest Role-Play," Ben said, satisfied. Tiffany hadn't planned on being exposed to any of this sort of thing when she came up to his room. Her mind was spinning from all the sordid images flashing on the screen. Nude women on webcams, graphic sexual positions, even pornographic advertisements flooded the monitor. "White MILFs stuffed with big black- ...Ben, this is sick." Tiffany shook her head slowly.

I slammed the door of the luxurious penthouse suite shut and let out a deep sigh. The day had been absolute hell of Photoshoots under blazing lights, endless fake smiles for brands, and dealing with creepy comments online. At twenty five years old I was one of the biggest influencers in the game, but tonight I was just a tired, spoiled, and extremely horny girl who needed to be fucked senseless.

He scrolled to a photo of Marina naked and having sex, showing off her amazing tits, and handed it to Micah. Micah’s eyes widened. “Damn, man,” he muttered, swiping through the photos. Caleb realized Micah was looking at pictures of Marina’s pussy and them fucking. Caleb held out his hand, and Micah returned the phone. Caleb looked down and saw the last photo Micah had focused on—a close-up of Marina’s pussy. “Damn, that’s a nice looking one!” Micah said.