Nude Fiction 소설 & 이야기

"Celestine in this brothel we have 160 rooms and in each room they have their own secrets. Many rich tycoons came here and fancied our sisters. They were lucky that those old dicks marry them and now they are happy with their own families. And some are their slaves. Serving them and their friends. Now you are also our sister. You will get addicted to all this with the passage of time. Believe me you are going to enjoy this new life. As you heard a rich fat dick is going to fuck me tonight you will be there to see how I will arouse him." Lisa said with excitement. "No way. How can I see you doing all that?" Celestine shook her head constantly feeling ashamed. "Look at this room. This is glass

Absolutely priceless. This man. This ridiculous, stubborn, maddeningly complex man. A man who used to work as an escort. A man who once slept with a complete stranger in a hotel room ten years ago without blinking. A man who had no issue turning himself into a living fantasy for someone else’s pleasure back then. And now? Now, he can’t even consider the idea of sketching her in the nude, like Jack did with Rose in Titanic? It was hilarious. Absurd, really.

I sighed, pulling out my phone for the millionth time already that morning. Nothing. Well, nothing except for a smiley face after I sent that nude last night. My face turned red just at the thought of it; I felt as if I had embarrassed myself. Maybe those sorts of things weren’t for us, but it still hurt to not get a response. For a moment, my finger hovered over the picture. I had been contemplating deleting it from our text chain, a half-assed attempt at tucking my tail between my legs and licking my wounds. And yet, as I stood there, the images that had been filling my mind floated back in and clouded out the picture in front of me; images of Nathan with a prostitute, or a ‘concubine’, as

The current even helped with the rub that I'm feeling. That made me so excited about doing me further. I couldn't suppress my imagination anymore, so I let my anxious and sinful mind play with the pictures inside my head. I imagined Nixon standing on the riverside, naked with his hugeness majestically stood there, tempting me to taste him. He slowly came closer to me wading in the river. His touch gently engulfed my chest. His hand slowly traveled down to my navel and then between my thighs.

“Why don’t we both remove our clothes from the waist up and we can explore each other’s bodies, finding out what we both like, where we like being touched, how we like being touched. What do you think of that?” “That sounds fun,” I say, sitting up. Cohen leans forward, pulling his shirt off. I’ve seen him without his clothes on before. Nudity isn’t something that is unusual in the werewolf world, unless you are one of the youngest daughters to my father and have three older brothers that snarl at anyone that even begins to look at you when you’re naked. So, I’ve seen Cohen naked, but I’m not sure he’s ever seen me naked and this close, I feel embarrassed. But he’s my mate and I want to do th

Have a prince compliment my tits—check. “Um, thanks? Again?” I tucked a stray tendril of hair behind my ear. “It’s not that I’m embarrassed by nudity in general. I just don’t feel the need to show everybody the goods, you know? And yeah, maybe it is some American prudishness in there, too. It’s just not something that’s common.” I wrinkled my nose in memory. “Well, except for the nude bicyclist that rides around in Seattle. Which just sounds like a great way to get your balls smashed against the seat, yikes.”

"It was just play. A little fun and games. Nobody here is trying to steal anybody's spouse or anything like that. It's just a kind of wild freedom to indulge a little in each other; all the time knowing there are limits, and wanting to push them just a little. Maybe we just want to think that we're the special ones, the one that our friends would risk everything for." She giggled some more, "I figured you probably pushed a few limits today too, huh?" "Absolutely," I laughed. "I had to get out of that cabin after lunch with Robin, before I forgot myself, and did something really stupid. "You know, I hear about how naturists get so that being around others naked isn't really sexual. I don't kn

I wanted to scream my lungs, I wanted to make his name. I just wanted all of him. His lips. His cock. His fingers and his hands all over my body. I watched him pull down his pants. Shove down his boxers and he held out his cock in his hands. I swallowed emptiness while staring at his big man. He was Soo big.. bigger than I had imagined. I slowly took off her shorts and my tank top, and soon enough I was laying naked right in front of him. The idea of Derick walking in on her and meeting us never came to my mind at one bit.

Maybe even hacked into my phone. Jesus! My heart almost flew out of my throat. Did he get my nudes too? Fucking no! Rhea, stop thinking too far. He wouldn't stoop to that level I know. I'm a girl, so yeah, of course, I'm obsessed with my body and I like taking my nudes so I could watch them and admire myself. Not that I send them to any fucking asshole of a guy. I don't think he hacked into my phone, because he'd have definitely gotten my nudes and made a comment on it to me.

The rules for this are as follows: 1 - I must be naked when writing. This is not unusual as being naked at home is required at all times. I will explain why later. 2 - I must have something in one of my two holes while writing. It can be a butt plug, a dildo, a vibrator, anything of my choosing.