Patricia Bloom Nude Novels & Stories

The rush of emotions, the overwhelming need coursing through her body, was too strong. “Let’s take this off,” Alvin whispered, his voice thick with desire as he glanced up at her. Patricia bit down on her lower lip, her heart pounding in her chest. Slowly, she nodded, granting him the permission he sought. With a boldness that matched his, Alvin’s hands moved swiftly, unfastening the last barrier between them. And as the final piece of fabric slipped away, her chest was fully exposed to him, her vulnerability laid bare, and for the first time in a long time, she felt truly alive.

Sitting down beside Patricia, Lilith studied the look on Blaze’s face with a frown before realization dawned on her. She fell for his tricks once again. Throwing him a glare, she looked at Patricia when she spoke. “Give me your hand.” Lilith held out her right arm which Patricia was eyeing. She no longer felt nervous around her. She should have known Blaze was messing around. Patricia appeared friendly and kind-hearted. Removing the bandage around her arm, Patricia closed her eyes before whispering out some words in a different language. Lilith was astonished as she watched the burnt wound on her arm vanished into thin air as if it hadn’t been there all along.

Sky said and wiped her tears. Patima huff then crosses her arms. "Why? You wouldn't be blushing if you saw someone naked!?" Patima asks her as Natalie and Dylan shake their heads. "I won't, already saw Natalie naked" Dylan said, grabbed his water tumbler then drank. "Yeah," Natalie agreed to him. "Well, I wouldn't mind staring at someone naked," Sky said and shrugged her shoulders. "Eww... What a pervert, Liu" Autumn came with Aiko trailing behind her. They both sat down beside Patima then looked at the three in front of them.

The face of Leonard Duncan could melt any woman’s heart from 100 meters distance! He snatched a towel to wrap around his waist, tall and gorgeous body walked out of the bathroom. Patricia was still lying there on the bed without any clothes, sending a seductive smile that she thought would draw his attention as it sometimes could, her hand was playing with her breasts to seduce the most handsome guy she had ever met. Patricia was an 18-year-old Thai-American, studying in a university in Boston. When Leonard first met her, he was pleased with her beauty, and especially her hot roles in bed, like most men who were enjoying sex life.

Soon from the face of the earth. I turned and saw Patricia. She came out of the washroom, her presence as striking as ever. Dark hair was in a high ponytail , she was in a black tank top , body-fitted pants and jacket that hugged her curves in all the right places. She looked like she was ready to kill someone. What has happened to her? She told me she was going to watch the area then why she looked like she could melt someone from one glance at them. I did not say anything why were we coming here so she had no idea what I was about to do.

Blaze glanced at them, then shook her head, baffled. “Yeah, I’ve seen ‘your stuff’ and I like every single piece I see. So, what does this have to do with my request of helping you?” “My figures… They are all nudes, Blaze.” She blinked, then looked at the figures again. “Oh…” she murmured. Right... They were all naked forms. Huh… “Well,” Blaze added, “that’s no big deal, is it? I mean… It’s not like you haven’t seen me naked before. God, I think you know me better than my doctor after we did that season of ‘Wild Swans’ together.”

The next day Blake awoke alone and exited the room looking at a beautiful sight. Three women were nude in the lotus positions. As they were cultivating, a strange hew emanated from the three, making them seem glowing. Not to disturb them, he went to the bathroom and commenced his shower soon after he heard the women chattering in the living room excitedly. Sara then ran to Blake when he entered the living room and hugged him tightly, not realizing that she was still nude due to her excitement.

She made a kiss face before shutting off the camera. I exhaled, looking up at Zac. "We're going to be good at this, right?" "That's just it," Zac grinned at me. "You're the love of my life, Bloom." - The End

*Stuart’s POV – the flashback* I was not able to sleep well for nights since the night when I saw Patricia naked in my room. I tried to shun the thought, but seeing Patricia every day makes it difficult to do so. What makes it more difficult is that Patricia continues to aggressively seduce me. Just like last Sunday, I was watching a game on TV when she decided to change the curtains of our house. I tried to focus on the game, but seeing her in black sleeveless and white shorts tightened my pants. “Stuart, could you please hand me the clip?” she asked while standing on a stall, putting up the curtains.

"I have a final year." "I know. I'm telling you what comes after." Patricia looks at her with the directness she applies to everything. "We don't say this to many people. I'm saying it to you." "I understand," Valentina says. And then, because Patricia has earned the truth: "I'm not sure New York is where I'm going. But I'm sure this is the kind of work I want to do." Patricia nods once — the nod of a woman who has heard enough equivocal answers to recognize a clear one. "Then make sure whoever gets you knows what they're getting."