Strip Me Bare Book Novels & Stories

She yells causing me to flinch. My hands tremble as I reach for the hem of my shirt. Tears are already forming in my eyes even when I am trying to hold it. I lift my shirt over my head exposing my bra before wrapping my hands around my bare body. "Go on, I said strip. Is this what you call stripping? Stand up and do it properly." I swallow hard and stand up from the chair and start unbuttoning my trouser. After unbuttoning it, I pull it down slowly to my legs, exposing my black underwear.

I did. The latch clicked. The sound felt final. He walked around the desk. Stopped in front of me. “Strip.” I unbuttoned my blouse. Let it fall. Bra next. Clasp in the back. Straps sliding down my arms. Skirt unzipped. Pushed down. Stepped out. No panties. Naked in front of him. Skin prickling under the air conditioning. Nipples hard. Cunt already slick. He pointed to the desk.

“Now, prove you’re not a coward.” My stomach twists. This isn’t my Chad. This is a stranger wearing his face. Melissa steps closer, smirking. “Take it off,” she orders, her tone gleeful. “Everything but your underwear.” Heat floods my cheeks, but I comply, stripping off my dress with trembling fingers. The thin fabric sticks to my skin, damp from sweat and mist. I stand in my bra and panties, arms wrapped around myself, feeling exposed and humiliated. Chad’s gaze roams over me, slow and possessive. For a brief, stupid moment, I think he might call it off. That he’ll laugh, pull me into his arms, and tell me this was just a fucked-up joke.

“Strip.” The command made everything close around me like a fist. Hands that previously trembled moved with an eerie calm; I undid the buttons of my dress, sliding it down until the room smelled of fabric and skin and my shame sat bare between my legs. She observed without expression as I folded the garment, placing it beside my shoes — ritualized respect again, an offering.

"But we both know that's not why you're here." I swallowed. "No. It's not." He grabbed my chin, tilting my face up. His touch was firm. "Strip for me. Slowly." My hands shook as I reached for the zipper on my dress. I pulled it down, letting the fabric slide off my shoulders. It pooled at my feet. I stood naked in front of him, my skin prickling. My breasts felt heavy, nipples hard from the cool air. Between my legs, I was dripping. He circled me, eyes taking in every inch. "Fuck, you're perfect. Turn around. Bend over."

Fuck, she looked perfect—spread out, vulnerable, her skirt hiked up to show lace panties already darkening with wetness. My cock jumped at the sight. I stripped off my shirt, pants, freeing my thick shaft. It slapped against my stomach, veined and throbbing, pre-cum dripping from the tip. "Melinda, feel how your body responds to me. It's right to touch, to explore. My words guide you now."

The long slit revealed my perfect thighs, accentuating my curves as the fabric hugged my skin. Creating little or no room underneath. Before I could say jack, he grabbed the hem of my dress, ripping the fabric to expose my skin. I gasped. My whisper dissolving into thin air “Mason” I breathed. “F*ck!” He cursed, the moment he touched my soaked panties. “Your body beckons me” he whispered, his voice husky. “Mason… someone might…. I whispered, my voice trailing off. My gaze locked on him, as he sucked his lower lips, gentling, rubbing my clit through my panties.

*** AN: THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE A FIGHT SCENE, SEMI GORE. On July 09, 2022 will be my second anniversary as a w*****d writer and I will be doing a give away here of the loving the STRIPPER book. Anyone is allowed to join as long as you are able to shoulder the shipping fees..😅🥴🥴

Pearl turned and she didn't saw anyone but a book, it was a picture of a naked two people sweating. Pearl took it and stared at it strangely. "Why are they naked? Why are they sweating?" She asked herself and licked her lips, she was set to open the first page when Crimson saw her from a distance, she couldn't believe it, she was so mad that she rushed and snatched the book from her. "Pearl are you insane, where the heck do you get this book from!" Crimson shouted, Pearl panicked. "I was just, I was just..."

"..this will help. I can feel your nerves affecting your control. Apply this, and you won't get pregnant on your first go with each other." Taking it in one hand, Melinda stepped out. Almost forgetting a gift given to her in private. With an extension of her Ion energy, a sexy negligee was pulled as she put it on quickly. Leaving the room quiet besides the heartbeats of her half-sisters. Metroid and Sumatra looked at each other, trying to figure out where they saw the night clothing before. However, the duty of protecting the room was too important, so they did not spend too much time on it.