When Marisa first met Thomas, both of them were fully naked. She was a UCLA student on gap year and he, an alien from a war-torn planet. He saved her from thugs and their attraction was mutual. But, he had a hidden agenda : he wanted to study his enemy's weapon which had embedded inside Marisa. Thomas hired Marisa and brought her back to the HQ of the high tech corporation he founded with alien technology. She loved him but as an alien, he had a lot to learn about human love. His number 2 in the corporation, CEO Ray Coleman, who had been planning a mutiny, took advantage of this and went all out to win Marisa's heart. At the same time, the beautiful CFO Nicole, who had been in love with Thomas for a long time, did not want to be left behind and revealed her love to Thomas. What made things worse was Thomas' arch rival, Hawk, arrived at Earth and started a war with him. "I'm an alien who knows nothing about love. But with you around, I believe love can conquer all!" Thomas declared. Will Thomas finally win back Marisa's heart after knowing what love is? Can he and Marisa defend themselves and Earth from Hawk's attack?
Marisa truly loved skin diving. Being a naturalist, she loved to get in touch with nature as much as possible. As a result of that, she had a perfectly tanned slender body which attracted attention whenever she went to a swimming pool or a nudist beach.
Unfortunately, there was no official nudist beach in Bali where she was holidaying. So she had to search for a suitable location to go nude on the very first day she touched down in Bali.
Definitely not Seminyak Beach or Nusa Dua Beach. Although both had impressive stretches of golden sand, uncountable beach bars, five-star hotels and seafood restaurants, there were just too many tourists for Marisa to go bare. She did not mind going nude in front of kids, but the local authorities would definitely interfere and spoil her day.
After various considerations, Marisa chose Thomas Beach. Hidden below a cliff, Thomas Beach was initially a secret hideaway for adventurous swimmers. Although the crowd had doubled when its reputation grew, Marisa still managed to find a spot just for herself after a short walk.
"Wow! This is amazing!" Marisa removed her white T-shirt, short jeans and Skechers while admiring the wonderful view of Thomas Beach.
She did not wear much anyway and was fully naked without those two garments. Her firm tits were perfectly shaped, and her cubic hair was nicely trimmed. The most attractive part of her twenty-year-old body was, nevertheless, her killer abs, the result of hours of laborious training in the gym and countless outdoor sports. Despite her sweet looks, she was indeed an athletic person with swimming, rock climbing and Taekwando listed on top of her favorite sports.
The spot she found did not have the most amazing view as the best spots had been taken by tourists, but it was good enough for her to have a relaxing day. She put a towel on the sandy beach and began her sun bathing to further enhance her already perfect tan.
The Balinese sky was sunny but not overheated. Twenty-five degrees Celsius was just nice for sunbathing. Marisa put on her Bose wireless earphones and Van Halen's 1984 hit song Jump blasted into her ears right away.
Yes, she loved classic rock. Van Halen, Led Zeppelin, The Rolling Stones, The Beatles... The list could go on and on.
After around an hour of rock music and sunbathing, Marisa decided it was time to have a dip into the Indian Ocean. After keeping her belongings in a backpack and hiding them under the sand, she dived into the ocean right away.
She did not know how far she had swum but when she surfaced, she found herself rather far away from the shore already. Just when she thought she owned the ocean now, she saw a yacht not too distant from her. And she could hear loud party music from the yacht, even from her position.
Marisa was at first attracted by the music. David Guetta! Besides classic rock, she loved other genres of good music too. Then, she saw someone waving at her on the yacht. Well, since there was an invitation, she did not mind joining this ocean party. So, towards the yacht she swam.
It was a huge double-decker yacht of 60 meters in length. Marisa noticed that the music had switched to DJ Snake when she was near. Whoever was up there spinning the records definitely knew how to make his guests shake their bodies.
Marisa soon reached the yacht and when she climbed up to the deck, she was greeted by a completely naked young man. He was obviously slightly intoxicated while shaking Marisa's hand.
"Wow! You are beautiful!" He exclaimed after seeing Marisa as naked as himself. "And sexy!"
"I'm Marisa from Cali. Nice to meet you." Marisa was very used to people being amazed by her beauty and just went ahead to introduce herself.
"I'm Pierre from Nice." The young man managed to hold himself to give Marisa his name. "You are welcome to join our party!"
Without waiting for Marisa's reply, Pierre held her hand and led her to the front deck. There was a swimming pool and a bar facing the ocean, with two huge loudspeakers pumping out heavy bass dance music. Six naked young men and women were hanging by the pool side and some of them were already engaging in different levels of sexual activities.
A brunette was giving blow job to a long-haired man while being fucked from her back by a muscular man. A blonde girl and a short-haired Asian girl were engaged in six-nine positions, giving as much joy to each other as they could. The only one left behind was a skinhead who was stroking his cock while watching his friends moaning in joy.
Sex party! The deck was filled with dance music and their loud moans and groans.
Marisa enjoyed sex but only with those she loved or, at least, liked. She did not do one night stand with strangers that could not stir her desire.
While she was hesitating for her next move, Pierre was hugging her from behind and whispering in her ears, "Let's fuck..." His cock was pressing against her rear and she could clearly feel that it had been erected. He was also trying to grasp her tits but was stopped by Marisa.
Pierre was definitely not her type and she did not like his approach. So she struggled out of his embrace and turned around, "Sorry, I am not in the mood today."
Having said that, she walked away from the front deck and wanted to return to the ocean. However, Pierre quickly stood in her way and gave her a malicious grin. "No, no, no! You can not leave without fucking me! "
When Marisa started practicing Taekwando at the tender age of twelve, she took it as a form of sport and an art of defense. Little did she know that it would come into great use eight years later when she traveled around the world during her gap year.
For her, all humans were born nude, and it was perfectly natural to put on her birthday suit at the appropriate location. Anyhow, she was also aware that many guys equal nudity with sex. She did not like these guys taking advantage of her and Taekwando was really useful whenever she was stuck in such a situation.
Yes, she came across guys like Pierre before and her solution was to give them a kick in the middle of their legs. As Pierre was fully naked now, his testicles were easy targets that she would not miss.
And she did not miss.
Pierre never expected that the prey was actually a hunter. He cried out in great pain and fell to the deck floor when he received the kick from Marisa. His body contorted and trembled while his cries continued on and on.
Marisa knew this was the right time to flee and quickly ran toward the side of the yacht with the intention of jumping into the ocean. Unfortunately, Pierre's loud cries had attracted the attention of his mates. The skinhead by the pool immediately jumped towards Marisa and managed to grab her right leg before she could escape.
Years of practising Taekwando gave Marisa a real fast response. Although her right leg was in the skinhead's hand, she could still use her left leg. And towards his nose she kicked. She kicked him as hard and as many times as she could. Soon blood was bursting out, and he could clearly hear cracking sounds from his nose.
"The nose is a soft spot that could easily bleed and crack. Most people will lose their guts once they see blood. You are not as strong as guys. So you have to fight with strategy."
These are the lessons Marisa learned from her Taekwando sensei, and she applied it to full use at that moment.
And her sensei was right. Skinhead indeed weakened and Marisa was free from his hand. Just when she thought she could finally leave, she was punched real hard in her stomach. It was so painful that she fell down on her knees. At the same time, she received a slap on her face from another guy.
Marisa did not need to look up to know who they were : the long-haired guy who was enjoying a blow job from a brunette and the muscular man who was fucking her.
One to one, she could take any of these guys with ease. But two against one, it was tough even for a man.
"We will fuck you and then throw you into the ocean for what you did to Pierre and Marvin!" The muscular guy announced her fate.
Both men's cocks were still hardened. The muscular guy held Marisa's hands and his long-haired friend kept her legs on the floor while positioning his cock towards her pussy. Marisa continued to struggle and stared at her attackers in anger but all her actions were in vain.
Just when she thought all hopes were gone, she saw electric sparks right on top of the pool. The loudspeakers burst out fumes and the music went dead. A man in his late twenties suddenly surfaced from the pool. In the blink of her eye, he was already in front of her. He pulled her attacker's long hair and threw him on the floor with ease.
Marisa looked up and found that he had a well-defined face and a body resembling an ancient Greek God statue. Just like all those on the yacht, he was fully naked too. Marisa could not help but look down at the lower part of his body. And wow! What a huge cock!
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June Rivera was divorced by her husband after three years of marriage because he wanted to be with her sister who was pregnant for him. Kicked to the curb with a divorce and rejected by her parents,she struggles to make ends meet and get a job until she saves Luis Ambrose from an accident - the only child of Rafael Ambrose, a widowed man and the CEO of Ambrose Corporation. When little Luis asks to have her as a nanny, and Rafael's mother pressures him to get married, they draw a contract. To be Luis's nanny and his fake wife for one year in exchange for 50 million dollars!
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In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?