Nudist Women Novels & Stories

They slipped on transparent plastic aprons. “On your stomach first,” Freya commanded softly. They slowly peeled my leggings and panties down my thick thighs, exposing my smooth, plump ass and already-wet pussy. “Fuck, look at this perfect ass,” Jess moaned, spreading my cheeks wide. “Completely waxed and ready.” Freya ran her bare fingers over my tight pink hole. “So pretty… and already twitching. Have you been watching naughty videos, thinking about women playing with your holes?” I moaned loudly as Freya pushed one slick finger deep into my ass. “Oh god… Doctor!”

Some were more risqué, showing nipples and there were also some nudes. She asked if I ever had sex with any of the women. I don't know why I even answered that question but admitted to being with a couple of them. I then closed out the program and suggested we do something. Tina said she wanted to check out the pool at the complex so we both changed and headed outside to catch some sun.

"What's the matter? Don't you wanna fuck a nigger?" Reggie's eyes feasted on Christy's naked body and its gentle feminine curves. With brute strength he forced her smooth, long legs apart on reconnaissance of the treasure he planned to plunder. Younger women tended to always keep their pubic areas immaculately groomed, as if they wanted to be ready for someone to see them in a bikini, thong or perhaps completely nude. Christy was apparently one of these women. Her naked body was as gorgeous as he had imagined.

Sloughing off their skins, they were reborn as throbbing, living spirits. Ragged, primal breaths tore from our lungs. Three naked women stood side-by-side upon the scorching sand. The breasts and crotches of three women, having endured different years of oppression, were exposed explicitly under the daylight in a breathtaking display of exhibitionism. The feral man, watching this mesmerizing spectacle of flesh, stripped off his worn hemp clothes in a single, brutal motion. A copper-muscled nude body as massive as a mountain. Exuding a terrifying aura of virility between his thighs, a blood-red, heavy girth—reared as thick as a forearm—dangled imposing.

Her chest ached as the questions spiraled, the silence around her suddenly too loud. The VIP lounge was packed with naked women, every one of them sprawled open for him. Legs spread wide, fingers circling their clits in desperate little motions, others sliding thick dildos in and out, hips rolling as they moaned a name…or what they imagined the name to be. “Russef, Andrew, pls ram that thick cock up my ass” one girl screamed louder than the rest fingering herself as the other girl sucked her on her pink nipples.

lounge. Some women were naked wearing nun veils and wimples and almost nothing else. They had pierced nipples connected by beads and loincloths with thigh-high stockings. One nun walked up to me, her breasts large and bouncing. She had blue eyes, her beads clicking. "Welcome, Pastor Green," she purred, her voice throaty and sensual. "We'll help you overcome your guilt. Pick one of us to fuck, and we'll show you that sex is not a sin."

“But you do know who most of these women are, right?” Nathan shot me a confused look, indicating that he was completely oblivious to the truth of the matter. “Family? Friends? I don’t know, Liv.” I leaned in closer, lowering my voice to a whisper. “They’re prostitutes, Nathan.” He quirked an eyebrow. “You’re pulling my leg.” “They’re not. Look around you.” I paused, nodding my head toward the same blonde that had approached Nathan now standing next to one of the Alphas. Her delicate hand had come up behind him, gently twirling the hair on the back of his neck.

She wanted to scream. She stood to prepare to leave at the next stop and made her way to the door. She passed two young women staring at their cell phones and froze. There was the image of Andre, water pouring off his naked body. She missed her stop and jolted to ring the bell for the next. "What site was that on?" she asked them, and they stared at her with knowing grins. "It's all over the Internet now!" one gushed. "This one is Reddit in the NSFW subreddit for big cocks!" the other whispered, and they burst into giggles.

That night didn't kill me nor you, but something inside us died that day, and it was that hopeless little girl. She died, so WE can live. “But women know better,” Hanna said. Tonight, I’m not going to repeat any of that. I forcibly relax my body and lay very still as he caresses every inch of my bare flesh and spits out those filthy words on my face. 'Caress' was the word that I used to comfort myself, making ‘it’ less violent. I’m not planning to amuse him. Not tonight. You want my flesh? Eat it. Let's see if you like it dead.

*She grinds her ass back teasingly, hedonistic eyes commanding as she spreads thighs wider, pussy lips parting invitingly, ready for filling. *Eyes widen in shock as they take in the scandalous scene before them - their best friend's mother, Stefanie, sprawled naked on the bed, laptop open to an array of hardcore pornography, her own body glistening with arousal. The provocative invitation hangs heavy in the air, a challenge issued directly to Y/N.*