Chapters tagged public nudity

by bartolimieu07

Chapter 4

"Haha," I say, completely deadpan. "A little joke from Quality Control. I will take them off now." Standing up, I reach for the buttons on the front of my blouse, trying to keep my fingers from trembling or my face from showing any signs of distress. Mechanically, I remove my blo...

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Chapter 5

Dennis bends me over the desk, my boobs smushing against the scattered papers. "I couldn't help but notice that your ass seems more...developed than previous models," he says. "I would like to examine more closely." My mouth drops open as I feel that mighty glans pushing against...

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Chapter 6

The girl and I enter an elevator, descend a couple of floors, and walk down a stark hallway with cinderblock walls and an exposed ceiling. All this time, the girl maintains a light grip on my upper arm, guiding me where she wants me to go. I'm keenly aware of my complete nudity--...

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Chapter 7

I bite my lip indecisively. Before I can make up my mind, the girl has disappeared out the door, leaving me all alone surrounded by dozens of pleasure models. Internally, I shrug. If needed, I can always yank this thing out of my asshole and leave this place. There are no other...

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Chapter 8

After extracting the dildo from my ass and letting it drop to the floor, I run out through the open door, only sparing a moment to take in the orgiastic scene unfolding in the front of the room as seven of the pleasure models ravage the hapless inspectors. Then I'm out in the em...

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Chapter 9

I... I just wanna go home. I've had more than enough excitement for today! So first step--find some clothes. Better yet, get back my purse with the rest of my stuff--license, bus pass, phone, makeup kit, emergency forty dollars. I retrace my steps back to the lobby. I sigh in rel...

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Chapter 10

For a moment, I stand on the sidewalk in front of the BoSS building, wondering what to do next. The apartment is too far away to walk, and I shudder to think of boarding a city bus in my state--assuming any nearby buses haven't been overrun by the marauding pleasure models alread...

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Chapter 5

Dennis lifts me up and sits me on edge of the desk, my butt scattering the piles of papers placed there. Some of them drift to the floor. He spreads my thighs apart. "No evaluation would be complete without sampling the model's pussy." His cock pushes through my slick folds, ent...

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Chapter 8

A piercing sound assaults my ears, a note so high as to be almost undetectable, combined with a lower buzzing. It pulses in waves, emanating from one corner of the room, a blinking device high up on the wall. "Fire alarm!" says the man. "Shit. Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!" He rips of...

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Chapter 10

Another young man strides toward us, wearing jeans and a polo shirt and a backwards baseball cap over his blond hair. It takes me a moment to recognize Robbie. "Tracey?" he says stopping in front of our naked group. "What the hell, babe? I saw your text and thought it was a joke...

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Chapter 5

"Well, Lilah, I was going to take you somewhere private, but now that you've kicked up such a fuss, I don't think I'll bother." I gesture broadly at the faces peering in around us. "We've got an audience, and they deserve a show. Why don't you start by taking all your clothes off...

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Chapter 6

Trying to empty my mind of all thoughts, I reach for the zipper on my pants and pull it down. My cock springs out, fully extended, dark and angry and throbbing. I take one tottering step towards Lilah's spread behind, then two, then my eyes happen to fix on her glistening butthol...

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Chapter 6

I yank the zipper on my pants, freeing my cock. It extends fully, raring to go. I try not to think about how it throbs, or how the breeze flows across its head. I take a step towards Lilah. I don't think about her. I don't think about that juicy ass, that winking butthole, that t...

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Chapter 5

The next client is a black man, a similar age to my first client, but in better physical shape. Unfortunately, he's a construction worker, no better than a bus driver for extracting juicy secrets. This whole idea of mine feels more foolish by the minute. At least he's a good si...