Priceless Nina Nude Novels & Stories

“You were staring at your phone. I didn't want to interrupt, but you have a board meeting in twenty minutes and—” “Right.” I rubbed my temples, trying to erase the image that had been burned into my retinas for the past hour. Nina, in that red dress. The one I'd never seen before. It freaking hugged her waist and fell just above her knees. Her breasts were practically spilling, and she looked. God. She looked like sin walking on stilettos. She'd posed in a mirror and snapped the photo with a caption that made my blood boil: “Lunch date with an old friend. Feeling nostalgic 💋”

I’d seen it once — in a photo in Eden, my moms old shoebox, the one with all the people she’d hated or fucked or both. Sabrina, age seventeen. Standing next to Caleb. Smiling with a hand on his chest like she didn’t realize what it looked like. Maybe she did. Maybe she’d been trying even back then. Now she was wearing that same skirt again. No tights, legs smooth, no single shame. I didn’t say anything. I just walked in behind her and reached for the coffee. I made sure to press in close, chest against her back, bare thigh brushing hers. She froze but stepped away.

He turned and left the room a few more minutes later. I showered for almost thirty minutes, allowing the hot water penetrate through my soul, massaging my aching back and shoulder then i washed up. I tied my fluffy pink towel and tip toed back to my room. Slipped into a long silky night gown. I looked at my hennaed hands and smiled. I was engrossed in my thought about how beautiful the flower looked when i felt a presence behind me. And before i could turn around, two strong arms wrapped around my stomach and i was pulled to a hard chest.

I sip, then casually, though graciously, dismiss Simon. Once alone, Nikki takes her flute into my suite. With her other hand, she selects a non-descript black box from the gift bag that has no logo stamped on it to identify where it’s come from. The sex club. She passes it to me, takes a deeper drink, then sets aside the glass to start stripping down. I settle into a chair alongside the fireplace, but her purpose is to make a production of her tease-show. And I’m enrapt. When she’s down to her red-satin-and-black-lace bra, a matching thong and high heels only, it’s not just fiery adrenaline pumping through me. My blood turns to magma. My nerve endings snap like livewires.

At nine o’clock the same night, I watched Isabel's live stream on my phone. She was flaunting her million-dollar Patek Philippe watch. "I tattooed the word ‘old spinster’ on that freeloading old hag. She’s thirty years old, but her skin is already all crusty. I made sure to use darker color ink so it wouldn’t come off!" The viewers in the livestream applauded what she did, which inspired her to gloat again.

Mira's POV “President Kade wants his whiskey, Mira.” Nina’s voice sliced through the blazing music in the BlueMoon Riders Clubhouse—thick with disgust. Her eyes dragged over me, slow and hateful, nose flared up in anger before she turned away and walked towards the platform. Her ass bounced inside the fish net dress that cleaved to her body like a second skin. The men's gaze was lustful as they called after her, “Baby! Over here!”

I said while bending down to capture her lips in a soft warm kiss. “Aiden,I haven’t even brushed my teeth,” Nuna complained while trying to push my lips away from hers. “I love the whole of you , I love your morning messy hair but I love you the more when you’re in your birthday suit…completely naked” I teased and she closed her eyes blushing really hard, after what we have been through …Nina is still shy and blushes really hard when I talk dirty to her which I fine charming and cute. “What’s up with the poem about the sun and you daring me this early morning?” Nina asked me while adjusting her body to sit upright.

Nina and I exchanged a brief and polite smile. As Mr. Lawrence launched into his presentation, I couldn’t help but steal quick glances at Nina; her poise and focus were breathtaking. Our earlier encounter still lingered in my mind… Damn! Nina is so freaking gorgeous; she’s even more stunning without clothes on. The curves, her pecky boobs with those nipples pointing at me, her wet body—I just couldn’t take the memories out of my mind, no matter how hard I tried.

Nina then quickly took off his boxers. The young detainee was so shocked with what she saw: the largest cock she had ever seen in her entire life. Something strangely took over Nina. The woman quickly got out of the prison uniform and showed the warden the hardened nipples of her breasts. She also took off her already wet black panties.

She had me there so I grabbed the can of GoJo and cleaned my hands and then said, "Lead on princess." I had Nina on the same bed on which I had enjoyed her mother for the last couple of years. I learned that Nina had indeed learned a lot from watching from the closet. She was absolutely fantastic in bed; her blow jobs were every bit as good as Carmen's, her pussy was just as velvety and as sweet tasting as Carmen's, but she had a youthful exuberance that Carmen lacked. Nina and I tore at each other for four hours before she told me that we had to stop.