Plain Jane Nudes Novels & Stories

“And besides, Prue, I think it’s a good time to spice up your sex life. You wouldn’t want him looking at other women.” Johnny tried to act nonchalant at what he heard but the acoustics in that area of the pool made hearing them crystal clear. He plugged an earphone in but he didn’t play anything. It was just to fool them in case they looked closely at him. Johnny pretended to be looking out to the length of the pool but in truth, his eyeballs were staring straight down at the two ladies. Prue McClintock’s slender shoulders shimmered in the sunshine. Her body was a lovely hourglass figure that cinched at the waist and flared generously at the hips. She looked so womanly, so unlike the younger

“Shut up! Yeah, it was me who did that, so what?! I can’t wait to see the video of you undressing yourself circulate on the internet! Hold back your smugness. It’s pointless even if you removed the pinhole camera. After all, the camera has a network automation function. The video of you undressing yourself is everywhere now!” North’s expression turned cold. “Network automation?” Jane laughed out loud. “You’re wearing a gown. That means you’ve undressed yourself before the pinhole camera. The lustful men are already looking at your pictures! Hahaha!”

"Stella! I have something for you!" I shouted, holding a glass of iced coconut water. When I turned around, I was startled to see my seven-year-old daughter, Stella Quinton, being surrounded by a group of people in the shallow area of the ocean. The leader of the group was a young and beautiful woman who was wearing sexy swimwear and a thick layer of makeup. Several gorgeous women and muscular bodyguards stood behind her. The woman impatiently pointed at Stella and exclaimed, "Where did you come from, brat? Scram!"

The plea in his eyes turned into raw terror. "Y-You saw that?" His voice was barely audible. "I did," I calmly replied. Zane went as pale as paper. He tried to stand, only to collapse back onto his knees. He scrambled to explain. "Listen, Sadie! I-I was just trying to brush her off. I didn't mean any of it! "I saw her as you, and I-I was just acting!" I ignored his hollow excuses and found them utterly pathetic. Reaching into my pocket, I pulled my phone out and held it up to his face.

Silence. Then a voice. Cold. Broken. — It's a bit late, isn't it? I close my eyes. I inhale slowly to give myself courage and I enter. She is there. Sitting at the edge of the bed. Wrapped in a blanket. Staring blankly. Her features drawn. Not made up. Not styled. Not masked. And she has never been so beautiful. Not because of the suffering. But because of the truth. She is real. And I come with my ruins.

After all, she’s just his cleaner. Her last job in his bedroom is to empty the trash. To her disbelief she finds the basket empty. There are no used condoms. She places it back beside his nightstand, and for some inexplicable reason the empty basket makes her smile. Gathering up the laundry and her cleaning materials, she gazes for a moment at the two monochrome photographs on the wall. Both are nudes. In one a woman is kneeling, her skin pale and translucent. The soles of her feet, her behind, and the graceful curve of her back are all visible, and she holds her blond hair piled up on her head; a few stray tresses kiss her neck. The model, from this angle anyway, is beautiful. The second ph

I took some pictures but tried to stay in the background and let him take over the photo shoot. Tina's last bikini can best be described as two dots and a dash. The top was nothing more than strings holding together two tiny patches that only covered her nipples. The rest of her tits were totally exposed. The bottoms were the same. The strings held a patch of material that barely covered her bald pussy and even exposed some of her lips in some of the poses. She couldn't have gotten any closer to being completely naked. Jimmy's eyes drank in the beauty of her tight teen body as he began to snap picture after picture.

says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion. "You already have a boyfriend Nina.I know you very well.Very soon you will say that the guy is so handsome...bla...bla...bla".responds Jane another young lady that is the same age as her friend Nina,tall,chocolate skin with a beautiful body with black hair which she likes to wear in a ponytail. Jane continued press her phone which she was doing before Nina distracted her. This time she thought they were done with the lovers and kissing scene drama only for Nina to exclaim at a sight that she has never seen in a long while.

I went through the pictures, my hands trembling with fury, until I stumbled on one that made my blood run cold. It was Pauline. My heart stopped. She wasn't naked. She was fully clothed but she was lying on the bed, also unconscious. Her face was pale, her eyes closed, her body limp. The picture was disgusting, horrifying and a vile violation of her privacy, of her being.

“Who alone was meant to see the images? I thought you knew better than this, Dahlia. You’ve handled so many cases like this.” Her words blurred into nothing. My eyes were glued to the image of me standing in my room, as naked as the day I was born, smiling at the camera like I had just won a trophy. I zoomed in and out, hoping to find a sign that it was photoshopped, but the truth was painfully clear. My nudes had been leaked. The only thing covering the little dignity I had left were three small tape emojis, two over my nipples and the last one between my thighs. Every other part of my body was so exposed that even a half-blind person would be left with nothing to imagine.