Vanessa Curry Nude Novels & Stories

Vanessa returned a minute later with a wet washcloth, which she used to gently clean him up before tossing it aside. "Now it's my turn," she said wickedly, reaching behind her back to unclasp her bra. The garment fell away, revealing full, heavy breasts topped with rosy nipples. Jace licked his lips at the sight, and Vanessa grinned. "Like what you see?" she asked teasingly. "God yes," Jace breathed reverently. "You're so beautiful." Vanessa blushed slightly at the compliment, but she quickly regained her composure. "Flattery will get you everywhere," she quipped. She reached down to shimmy out of her panties, baring the rest of her lush curves to Jace's hungry gaze.

Vanessa asked stuttering in disbelief. “Ava… what are you doing? Please can we talk?”. Winston pleaded. “Don’t worry babe, I blurred her face out so she’s sucking a random dick… right? p**n actress? You are about to blow real good” Ava said crossing her leg proudly. “It's just a picture, who's going to believe you anyway”. Vanessa said “Oh! But it's a video - she played the video and it showed naked Vanessa kneeling down to suck a dick- this is one of your best angles. What should I caption it?… manager by day… p**n actress by night… with your number” she said and started laughing.

Clothes came off in a frantic blur. Lauren’s tank top hit the floor first, her heavy breasts spilling free, nipples dark and tight. Vanessa’s sundress followed, revealing a black lace bra and matching thong. Jake and I stripped fast, shirts, shorts, boxers, until we were both naked, cocks hard and leaking. Lauren pushed Jake down onto the wide sectional couch. She straddled him reverse-cowgirl, facing me and Vanessa, then sank down onto his cock with a long, satisfied moan.

Vanessa stood up on her seat, swaying her body in a romantic beat of the music coming from the radio speaker while looking intently at the man in front of her. She chomped her lower lips and wandered her hands around her body, from her thighs to her enormous boobs that were about to explode in her silky lingerie dress.

The next afternoon, the sun hung high and golden over the private beach villa, casting a warm, sensual glow across the open terrace. Ava arrived exactly on time, as requested. She wore a short, loose white sundress that fluttered in the ocean breeze. The moment she stepped onto the shaded deck, she slipped the thin straps off her shoulders and let the dress pool at her feet, revealing her completely naked body underneath. Golden, sun-kissed skin. Full, heavy breasts with dark, sensitive nipples already hard. A narrow waist flaring into wide, feminine hips. A perfectly smooth, glistening pussy that showed just how aroused she already was.

Critics circled like elegant vultures, murmuring approval at the technical mastery while their eyes betrayed the real reason they had come: to drink in the nakedness blown up to life-size, to pretend they were above it. Elena Voss moved among them in a backless black dress that clung to her like a second skin, the slit climbing high enough to promise scandal with every step. At thirty-eight, she had curated shows that made careers and broken others. Tonight was hers. Victor Kane was the most notorious erotic photographer alive, and she had lured him to her gallery with a single phone call and the kind of smile that made men sign away their souls.

“The dress is something new… It’s my wedding present to you. I thought you could wear it when you are exchanging your vows. You don't have a dress already, do you?” “No, I don’t,” Nicola replied in a whisper. “I was hoping we might buy one together…” “Good. Then take a look at it,” Daphne said. “And while you do that, I'll make the tea.” Nicola picked up the garment bag and unzipped it. She removed a champagne-colored dress and held it out in front of her. It was off the shoulders and had a fitted bodice and a skirt that ended slightly above the knees. It was perfect for her generous curves.

’ I thought as I leaned closer and let her rest on me. I unzipped her dress and her red bra strap came into view. I carefully pulled the arms off her dress off her shoulders and down to her waist. I made her sit up and raised one of her legs. “We are going in the tub now, okay?” Her second leg was in the tub and she seamlessly slid in. The water stopped right below her bra and she still had her dress on the lower part of her body. “Hmm,” She reached for the dress on her waist in the water and pulled it off.

Nathan for sure. “Gosh! What is he into this?” Joe thought. The door in the room opened and Vanessa walked out of it naked.

Saransh was looking handsome and sexy and, Vansh ofcourse was looking cute and Handsome. Everyone was looking at their best. Sitting on the sofa in the Vansh room which, was her at the moment, busy in her phone, Shanaya in her silver lehenga with a necklace set was looking regal. She had no makeup, but a hint of a moisturizer and red lipstick was enough to make her look hot. An inch of her waist was on display, but, her hair had covered her backless blouse. She looked up when she heard the footsteps and saw Vansh entering the room. She smiled at him and saw him sitting at the edge of the bed.