Novel & Cerita Nude Fiction

It had taken me a while to get used to them, and still I had a hard time looking him in the eyes. I groaned, slapping my forehead. I couldn't seem to take the image out of my head. The image of his muscular form, standing tall and nude in all his glory, his arousal huge and erect. My cheeks warmed in embarrassment as the image replayed over and over in my head. I had never seen a nude, good-looking man up close. And he was gorgeous. My cheeks flamed again at my thoughts.

He opens the calculus book and stutters his way through half of his homework problems before we call it a day. As soon as he leaves, I pull off my soaked bikini bottom and grab my favorite vibrator from my underwear drawer. In college, I did a little nude modeling for the art department and it never once turned me on. I was professional and detached but maybe it was because I didn't know any of the art students. Exposing myself to my nephew has gotten me so fucking hot that I can't wait to touch myself.

THEMES: Blackmail, Reluctance, Manipulative Coercion, Security room, Unconscious Cheating, Unintentional Cheating, Forced Subduing, Trickery, Harsh treatment, Belittling, Nonconsensual KINKS: Rough sex, Intense Spanking, Hair pulling, Forced Blowjob, Degradation, Dirty talk, Lewd dirty name calling LENA'S POV Barely holding back a sigh-------- for my own good-------- I nod, zoning out while she keeps talking and scolding myself some more for spreading my legs for that smug rival.

She grabbed the sheets, her knuckles turning white. But he did not let her come yet. He pulled his fingers out and stood up. In one quick move, he stripped off his own clothes. His cock sprang free, hard and thick, the head already shiny with pre-cum. It was bigger than Mira had imagined in her fantasies. Veins ran along the shaft, and it curved slightly upward. Jake stroked himself once, looking down at her. “You want this?” “Yes,” she said, her voice shaky. “Please, Jake.”

Mom laughed, "Young lady, I will not get into that part of my life with your father. But I will say that if I told him I'm naked at the office, he'd never go to work." I laughed hard, replying, "Family impoverished by horny parents." Mom slapped my hand, "Okay, enough. I fear you're getting the wrong image in your dirty mind." I was getting a fantastic image, but I needed to change course. "Oh, Mom, the correct word is nude, not naked. Naturists go nude. Getting naked is for sex. Since you are amazing at running the business, and this is what makes it work, so much the better, but I had no idea of the perks."

Without a word, they moved into position, the air was thick with anticipation, and the musky scent of our mixed arousal. My tight unfucked ass was about to be claimed. I shivered, pushing myself onto my hands and knees and presenting myself like the eager consort I was in this twisted fantasy world. How would I get back? I brushed the thought away immediately focusing on the fun about to happen; getting my three holes pulverised by their monstrous cocks at once! Lucien stepped up first, that veiny cock of his was thick and curved like a banana. He had been stroking it the whole time making pre-cum drip from the slit, and my mouth watered at the sight.

And if she remembered correctly, they are not just bathing but… Before she can question Nicholas, the paintings which were hung on the walls of the fortress made her take a heavy gulp and she felt like she stepped into the world of a sex god. They are all nude paintings of men and women from ancient days. Some are decent with just nakedness but some are bold and erotic with sexual themes in all kinds of positions. Where the hell did Nicholas bring her?

He looked at her in confusion "Aren't I allowed to sleep here, its not like we did anything" "But must you be naked, naked?!" "But this is how I sleep" he defended. "No only perverts sleep like that so you are a pervert. Pervert, pervert!" Nacen was stumped, when did it become a crime to sleep naked. He was used to being naked. In his pack, nudity wasn't a huge deal as one needed to be naked in order to shift. He forgot that humans put way too much importance on nudity. He rubbed his face in defeat and got off the bed not covering himself.

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.

Something aching to be molded. I met him in my Tuesday night workshop. "Erotics of Language"—a curated space for writers who wanted to learn how to use sensuality in storytelling. Most came in with curiosity or thinly veiled hunger. He came in with a notebook gripped like a lifeline and questions trembling on his lips. I noticed him in the third session. He waited until everyone had left to speak to me. “I—um—can I ask you something… off the record?” I folded my arms, tilted my head. “You just did.”