Carol Harrison Nude Novels & Stories

I couldn't help teasing him. I was wearing a low cut cobalt blue singlet over top of a push-up bra, revealing quite a bit of my ample cleavage-portraying every bit the part of the badass tattoo artist I was. I grabbed the sides of my breasts and pushed them up and together, and blinked innocently. "What? These?" He grimaced. "You know it's gross when you do that, little sister." "You're not the only one with sexuality," I reminded him. Absinthe green eyes zeroed in on me. "Really? And when was the last time you indulged in said sexuality?"

Tsk! I have already selected the brands that Carla can work with. No one is allowed to make her wear bikinis or underwear for their advertisements. Anything that shows too much skin will be rejected at once. She's my woman, and the best they can do is to watch her from afar. I can't have some malnourished teenager jerking off to almost naked videos of my girl. Nope! Not at all. Well, Carla's nudes are only meant for my eyes. No one else should see her that way.

He exhaled in impatience. Suddenly, he felt Carol hug him. Desire immediately burned in him. He pulled her arms off of him and shoved her back. “Get lost!” When he turned around and saw Carol in all her naked glory stumbling back, he frowned. Even if he had a taste of her body last night, he did not see her naked. At that moment, Carol stood in front of him without a single piece of clothing on her. Her wavy hair spilled down her waist, and her curvaceous body was on full display.

Before Gina could speak anything, Patrick shouted outside, "I am going to kick the door!" He took a step back and kicked the door! "Clatter!" The door slammed open. All the scenes inside were revealed. I glanced inside and nearly fainted. What I saw was blood all over the ground. Caroline seemed to be naked, which didn't seem to be so. Because the skin on her body, her arms, and her chest were red. The skin probably wasn't skin anymore. Holding a wire ball in her hands, Caroline was trying her best to brush her body...

Caroline orders. She steps back from him and watches as he undresses. When he’s completely naked, she removes her shoes and skirt before taking her tank top all the way off. She stands there in front of him, only clad in her bra and panties. “Do you like what you see?” She asks, her hands going behind her back to unclip her bra. It falls to the floor and Antonio’s eyes widen as they bounce freely. Her pink nipples are stiff as she cups her large breasts and pinches her own nipples, a smile plastered across her face.

"Carlie, I might as well tell you, beside being a nudist, I am also an exhibitionist. I only found out recently, after I moved here and couldn't stand the heat, that when spike or snake look at my pussy, I get wet down there." "Where I come from in Cleveland, Ohio, it isn't this hot, so this heat has made me suffer bad. Spike told me to do whatever it takes for me to stay cool. So off came one piece at a time until I was naked. When the guys saw me, I loved every minute of it. In the evenings I sit on the swing with my legs spread so the guys can look at me. Like I was sitting tonight when you came. I hope it won't bother you or make you jealous if I spread my legs and let Bart see my pussy.

Rising from their sitting positions, their complaints of stiff joints infused with their hunger. “Wow, I’m stiff. I never sat for this long period before.” Carol said, sitting with her legs stretched out. “I’ll start breakfast before the little ones wake up,” Tabby said, rising with little effort. “Yes, you two should be starving by now,” Claire said, rising and stretching herself, giving everyone a good view of her nude body and making her breasts jiggle seductively. “Must you?” Betty asked, looking away. She felt bashful being nude all night with Claire and Tabby.

Hastily, she placed one hand on the bathroom door and yelled, "Don't! I'm coming out now." She closed her eyes, opened the door, and finally stepped out of the bathroom. Slowly, she walked out into the bedroom while trying her best to cover her body with both hands. A hungry look flashed through Kirk's eyes once again. Caroline was wearing a red bikini. Her skin was fair enough, and the red color made her skin glow even more. It also emphasized the red marks all over her body. She looked very enticing, like a strawberry he wanted to gobble up in a single bite. He couldn't restrain himself any longer.

She missed all of the time we'd spent on the tail end of the trip staying in cheap hotels where we'd often all crashed in the same room. Carlie liked nothing better than mentally undressing guys and speculating what they'd be like in bed. She did it all the time, in front of me, and given that we'd almost hooked up several times early in our friendship, I'm sure she'd gone through the same mental exercise with me on many an occasion. I think that's why it bugged her that Heather had seen the real thing. Carlie joked - semi-seriously - that it wasn't fair that Heather had gotten to see me naked and she hadn't. I responded that it was fair because Heather, unlike Carlie, had undressed in front

“Don’t say that out loud!” She laughed against my palm, then pulled away. I shot her a playful glare. “You know that was Karma, right? For slapping Chris.” Carol rolled her eyes. “Karma ain’t real.” We both burst into laughter, walking down the hallway together, our giggles bouncing off the walls. “But seriously, Professor Hartley noticed me today. If he wasn’t our Professor, would have shooted my shot.” “No, you don’t mean it.” “Yes, I do. I’m pretty enough to bag any guy I want, boo.” I knew she meant it. Carol was defiant and courageous enough. The tall-model issh with the vixen face card kind of hot too. Just that she misused her gifts sometimes.