Nude Fiction 소설 & 이야기

I pressed the back of my hand to my mouth to take it back. Dozens of photos of me... Fully, completely naked, the way you only are when you're certain you're alone — stepping out of the shower with my hair dripping down my spine, sprawled on top of the covers on several hot nights, on my knees on the mattress reaching for the lamp, legs mostly open because who closes their legs alone in their own locked room? "Jesus," I whispered. “This isn’t happening.”

I hung up the phone and forced myself to calm down, my fingers trembling as I slid the mouse across the pad. Aside from the wallpaper, the desktop was almost too clean, with just a single folder named "My Treasure" saved. Zane Lockhart had once made me a folder like that, too. It was filled with photos of us growing up together. My heart hammered against my ribs as an absurd thought exploded in my head. Was he having an affair? The thought barely lasted a second in my mind before I crushed it. I knew that even if every other man in the world cheated, Zane would be the only exception.

“Inspection in ten minutes. Naked in the kitchen.” I groaned softly, my body protesting as I sat up. Every muscle in me ached, my thighs from being spread so wide, my pussy from the repeated, deep fucking, and my ass from the occasional spanks he’d landed while riding me. Between my legs, I was sticky and swollen, the constant creampies leaving me feeling perpetually used and full. I padded downstairs naked, the cool air raising goosebumps on my skin. Marcus was already there, coffee in hand, his eyes darkening as he took in my bare form.

Natalie Natalie kept lying there, naked, well-fucked, and humiliated. It was humiliation, to be tied to one’s bed without a thread of cloth on one’s body. She tried to free herself but then realized that there was no point, tugging on handcuffs.

I thought he was joking when he said he was coming, and he told me he was coming by ten, even though I couldn’t see the possibility of him showing up here, I was just hoping that he would come because I kind of Missed him, and I have been sitting at my window with my curtain up watching the entrance that is opposite my window, hoping he will show up and then my eyes caught a brown wolf I know that wolf and then meadow whimpered in my head, fighting to come out and go run with the wolf, I tried to pushed her to the back of my head. But she was always on the surface and then right in front of me, he shifted and I watch him stand in front of me in his nude, my heart raced, I wanted to avert my

Maybe had repressed me for too long, but I actually thrilled at the thought of my nudes in Bruno phone. I was turned on just thinking about his hand wrapped around his shaft, his veined bicep pumping as he jerked off to my image. “Fuck, you’re so goddamned gorgeous,” he growled My back arched, I presented both my naked tits to Bruno, soaking in the sounds of his tortured, ragged breathing.He was standing over the couch, his emerald stare blazing as he stroked his naked dick. I couldn’t help but stare as it laid in his palm, thick, smooth and fully erect, a drop of pre-cum beading at its pulsing head.

She didn’t care how they humiliated her or used her; she wanted it more and more after every scene. Entering her apartment, she set her briefcase on the kitchen table and then moved to deposit her clothes in the hamper, knowing she would be nude for the rest of the evening, and well into the morning before she dressed for work once more. She had never thought about how she would feel being naked all the time, but the more she went without clothes, the more she realized she enjoyed it. There was something freeing about feeling the air on her skin, the ease of movement when not bound by pants or top. She also found she touched herself more now that she could, as did the others. Rarely was ther

And just like that, the fireworks exploded inside me, accompanied by what I could only describe as an animalistic growl. My hand slumped away in exhaustion….and my face? I couldn’t help the tiny grin that spread across it. That was….it was good. But here’s the thing about post nut clarity, it snaps you back to reality at once. And my reality was, I had a fiancé waiting for me at our launch table. Oh No!! The guilt hit me as I scrambled to fix my clothes properly before bolting out of the stall. Who the hell abandons their fiancée to masturbate in a public restroom?

He crossed his arms and waited, and slowly I bent over and offered him my bare ass. “Pretty thing,” he said, staring at me, moving the string of the apron aside to further admire my nakedness. “How often do you cook in the nude?” “Just when I’m baking,” I whispered, bending over as far as I could, feeling my hair tickling my toes. “I only like to bake naked.” “So every time we’ve had cookies...” “Yes, and cakes, and zucchini bread—” He ran one hand over my ass, then gave me a light slap. “That seems sort of naughty to me.”

The girl's naked body looks very seductive. .