Vanessa Grasse Nude Novels & Stories

Vanessa followed and her blue denim fluttered down too. Today’s swimsuit was much less outré than the orange slitted one Vanessa had worn at the pool bar. This one was high-waisted and fitted her like a glove without being too showy. She had tiny little vine hairclips in too. Her outfit had a Grecian Goddess look to it. The sprays of water made her skin shine even more. The droplets on her neck caught my eye; I wanted to lick them off. The shimmer on her body made her look regal and worthy of worship.

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.

This Vanessa has tropical rain forest green eyes instead of pine forest green. I pull his shirt off, and a gasp leaves my throat. My body is........well...it's fucking sexy. My hips, my breasts, my stomach.....I had a nice body before, but now......I freaking look like a maxim model. My boobs are completely filled, and my butt is lifted like I have spent months in the gym.

she questioned as the scent of her arousal perfumed the air, making my cock twitch. “Just another type of swing. Let’s get you out of that gown, and I can show you,” I replied, grabbing the front of her gown and tearing it down the center. She gasped as I exposed her body to me. I took just a moment to admire every perfect inch of her. Now that Lena was awake, Vanessa’s body had healed quite remarkably. Aside from the weight she lost, Vanessa was the goddess she has always been.

Lisa said, looking into her eyes. "My cloths?" "You heard me, slave. Remove your cloths." Lisa repeated and Vanessa hesitated before undoing the buttons of her gown. I less than a minute, she was standing on her bra and pantie. She stopped and looked up at Lisa. "I want you naked. Remove your bra and panties. Pull them off." "You have seen my nakedness anyway." Vanessa said with a trace of anger in her voice and went on to unhook her bra. She removed her bra and pulled down her panties.

It twitched under her gaze. Caleb stood completely naked now. His slim body trembled slightly. His chest rose and fell quickly. A light sheen of sweat covered his skin. Vanessa uncrossed her legs. "Good boy. Come here." She lifted the hem of her dress slowly, revealing black lace panties. She pulled them aside with two fingers and spread her thighs wider on the edge of the table. Her pussy was already wet, the lips smooth and glistening. "On your knees. Put your mouth on me."

Few days later, Vanessa came out of the room all dressed up. She was wearing a plain blue gown with ribbon on the shoulder. Her shoes were low level in black and she hanged her black bag on her am. She packed her hair in to a ponytail and her lips were painted in nude.

He didn't answer, he couldn't, he just groaned softly, his head lurching forward to find her neck, his hands fumbling with the fabric of her dress. Vanessa stood up slowly, stepping back just out of his reach. The cool air of the room hit her skin as she reached for the zipper at the back of her dress. Andrea watched her, his head tilted back against the headboard, his eyes struggling to stay open, yet fixed on her silhouette. With a smooth, practiced motion, the dress slid down her hips and pooled at her feet. She didn't stop there. She unhooked her bra and tossed it aside, standing completely bare before him in the dim, golden light of the bedside lamp.

Behind it, a large digital display featured the Auralink insignia beside a bold announcement: Strategic Collaboration: NULLWRAITH x Vanguard E-Sport Federation. Cassienne entered with a calm, effortless confidence that commanded the room. She wore a fitted ivory silk blouse tucked into a high-waisted charcoal pencil skirt that mirrored her elegant silhouette. The look was simple yet striking, complemented by long, black waves falling neatly over her shoulders. Her makeup was light, designed to enhance rather than mask her features. Every movement she made was controlled and purposeful. “Elena,” she said quietly as she walked, “confirm the documents one last time.”

she was clad in a short pink dress and was smoking a cigarette. “Well I made it,” I said. . She took me back into the crowded party, my eyes vibrated with the loud music and sweaty bodies all around us, “Glad you came. You look hot.” “So do you,” I yelled but I'm not sure she heard. Vanessa was right at the middle of the party, jumping in the air with Leslie and a couple of other girls. She wore a mid thigh body hug strapless purple dress with a sequin that made it sparkle. Her purple hair all over her face from the jumping in the air.