Nude Novels & Stories

I asked, like I wasn’t sure of what he was saying. “Nude painting,” he responded. I jerked back, eyes wide. “Rain, you mean nude like nude-nude? Take off your shirts and get naked kind of nude?” He smiled, nodding. “Yes, exactly!” “What the fuck, Rain!” I cursed, stepping backward. “No. Count me out. I’m not doing that with you. What the fuck!”

A soft moan slipped out before I could stop it. I bit my lip, eyes fluttering closed, chasing that edge, faster now, thighs trembling. So close. So damn close. Then I looked up. Knox was standing outside the window. Just beyond the glass, shirtless, swim trunks low on his hips, moonlight carving shadows across every ridge of muscle. Arms at his sides. Eyes locked on me. On my hand moving between my legs. On the way my chest heaved, robe gaping open, breasts spilling free.

He wasn’t wearing a shirt. Her eyes widened slightly as she took in the sight before her. His chest glistened with moisture, droplets of water tracing over firm, lightly muscled skin. His hair was damp and tousled, suggesting he had just stepped out of the shower. A towel hung over his shoulder, and he used another to pat his hair dry. He wore only a pair of low-slung sleep pants and nothing else. His feet were bare. Wow, her brain whispered, completely ignoring the decency filters.

He tossed the washcloth into the sink, offered her his arm, and said, "Care to join me for a drink on the deck?" "I would love to, thank you." They walked arm in arm, butt naked, through the house that technically was still for sale, out onto the back deck. The night air felt wonderful on their naked bodies. "This is what I love about being nude in the great outdoors. It gives me such a feeling of being alive, unencumbered by the trappings of society. It's just me in my natural state, with nature in its natural state," Maxwell spouted as he began to pour their drinks.

"I think I'm going to miss this the most." "My ass?" "Cuddling. Jeez, get your head out of the damn gutter." I snorted out a laugh and smacked his chest. "But yeah, your ass too. I'm going to require about five nudes a day to get me by. Should I write it in a contract?" "Five?" "About five, yeah." "I only have my boobs, ass, and v*gina. I don't have five parts." "One t*t, then the other, p*ssy pic, ass pic, and then maybe a pic of full frontal."

Because how else do you explain seeing one of the most famous superstars that you had coffeed just earlier… standing naked in front of you. I repeat. He was standing naked. Naked; A condition where there are no clothes whatsoever on one’s body from head to toe. Usually, mental people do this because they have lost their mind and don’t give a fuck about what others would think. Some regular people do this but only when getting to sleep in their private rooms. Apparently, a superstar would do this too, showing his well-packed abs, built hands and thighs, and– I stopped my eyes from going lower. Shaking my head, I tried to continue to step to the stairs of my apartment building.

Rene is in Sandro's room. The man only wore shorts without wearing any top. Rene looked at his broad chest with six-shaped abdominal muscles. She had seen him naked before... but why is it so awkward now?! Rene looked at Sandro up and down repeatedly, she was astonished and amazed at the sight of the man in front of her.

Her face reddened even the more. Nicklaus held Noah in his arms, still bent over, he stared at the woman who was only few centimeters away from him. Her nightie material was very light and he could see through her perfect body. From her peachy arse to her bouncing breasts that weren't huge but they were on the largest side for her build. Yes, there was one thing about her that was far from perfect. She is an ordinary girl.

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?

Naked? The word suddenly makes her nauseous and she immediately peeks and checks her own condition. Naara's clothes are still intact like last night, there is nothing for her to worry about. The girl doesn't overreact by screaming like last night when she saw Aderaldo shirtless. Now she can control herself so as not to overreact Slowly, Naara pushes aside the thick blanket that covers Aderaldo's half body. The girl wants to make sure nothing happened last night. When she is about to lift and peek a little at the blanket, Naara's body sways due to a sudden pull on her waist.