Vanessa Curry Nude Novels & Stories

His favorite was MILF scenes where older women seduced younger guys. Vanessa relaxed in the family room on the Futon, watching N*****x movies. She slept there most nights—her old bed gave her backaches, and she planned to buy a new one in a few months. No rush; the Futon was surprisingly comfortable. For bed, Vanessa wore a loose tee shirt with nothing underneath and white panties. Seeing her like that always gave Ethan an erection. Ethan slept commando under his grey sweat shorts, topless. Vanessa liked that view—often catching glimpses of the tip of his cock shifting under the fabric.

“Take off all your clothes, Vivienne. I don’t like barriers between us.” Those words vibrated lowly, creeping into Vivienne’s ears. The curvy twenty-year-old woman trembled violently. Her sanity screamed in rejection, yet the foreign desire already burning between her thighs took over her control instead. Her chubby fingers moved to the collar of her cream blouse, undoing the buttons one by one with shaky movements. The thin fabric slipped onto the thick carpet, followed by the pencil skirt tightly wrapping around her hips. Now, on the silk bed, Vivienne was completely free of any fabric. Her plump body, soft, ripe, and pale as marble, was fully exposed beneath the dim lights of the beach vi

I cursed under my breath and turned around to grab another one… but I froze when I spotted someone at the other side of the gym. Two people, in fact. But my eyes were only on Vanessa. She was on a yoga mat, her small body folded up into some yoga position. She was wearing red sports clothes that hugged her body snugly. But what caught my eye the most, was the sinful way her back was arched down to the mat, while her soft, shapely ass was up in the air. My eyes strayed up to her exposed thighs, to where the red shorts tightened against her hips and I swallowed.

Yeah, I definitely look hot. The dress accentuated my curves so well, I had no idea I was this curvy actually. My butt looks great in it, giving my butt a higher and defined look in the dress. I loved the way it pushed my breasts out a bit, allowing more of my cleavage to show. Absolutely amazing. The spilt was just the final touch to make me look like a whore, just like Vanessa said earlier. “You’re drooling over yourself. Damn, must be nice to be this hot.” Vanessa says and I jumped, not realizing she had gotten so close. She stood behind me, her eyes raking my body appreciatively.

Vanessa’s POV The penthouse looked almost cinematic under the dim evening light. Everything looked perfect, and controlled. Exactly how she wanted it. Vanessa had changed into a soft cream coloured nightgown that draped elegantly over her curves. She unpinned her hair so that it fell naturally over her shoulders, and her makeup was minimal, just enough to look fragile, flushed, and human. She sat on the couch, one arm wrapped protectively around her belly, the other clutching a glass of water. Every few seconds, she drew a shallow breath, eyes half-closed as if in pain.

I was glad to be proved right when Vanessa texted me flirtatiously the next day and we fixed a time and place to meet on Friday. On the day, I was buzzing with excitement as I waited in the lobby. I remembered her big blonde hair and her pretty eyes. I was thrilled to be meeting her again so we could head to the privacy of that secret cove. Vanessa arrived in a flurry, all curls and big eyes. She took my hand, hustling me into a waiting car. The nudist spot was a fair distance away. In the car, I tried not to stare at her legs as we chatted about Miami. She was wearing a denim coverup that cut high on her smooth thighs.

Natasha was happily paddling in the water together with Venus and the other models. They are all in a two-piece bikini except her. Luckily, Venus didn't really push her to take off the shorts and shirt over the swimsuit she was wearing. She took off her glasses and left them in the cottage as well so that she could freely dive under the water. It was good that when she fell earlier, she quickly grabbed the glasses so as not to lose them, it was like her instinct. When they all got out of the water, the models lay down on the sand one by one. She just stood there and looked at them.

I said. “Savannah. I am telling you, she’s smarter than that.” He said. Someone then rang the doorbell and Kane got up to go and answer it. I didn’t hear any talking so I went downstairs to see what was going on and Kane was standing there with a package in his hand. He opened it up and there was a DVD in it. With a note that he handed me straight away. Dear Alpha and Luna,

Vanessa is sitting in a big bathtub that has 3 staircases. The silver tap is letting out really chilly water but the water in the bathtub is smoking hot Yes, Flames that refused to be quenched are coming out of Vanessa's naked body. (A/n: "Hey, don't fantasise about her. She's for Jack exclusively. Get it? :) )

Vanessa I shoved the last bit of things I would be taking to my mother’s into my bag. When I was done packing, I tossed myself down on my bed after I grabbed my phone off the bedside table. I played with my hair as I scrolled through my social media, rolling my eyes at all of the desperate, scantily dressed girls from my school. They had nothing on me. I was everyone’s dream girl, and I refused to let them outdo me. I took my shirt off and pulled my bra down before laying flat on my bed seductively. I spread my hair out on my pillows before carefully positioning my arm over my breasts. I opened the camera app to record a short video.