Caroline Polachek Nude Novels & Stories

Cheerleading Slut (2) When I returned to my laptop, I slowly flipped through a few more nude bóóbs pics of the four women. In most pictures, they cupped their boobs playfully before things got even more interesting. There were pictures of Janice sucking each of the nipples of the other three. A sharp gasp escaped my mouth. Each one was a piece of art. My mouth dropped open as I stared at Janice's white skin which was a sharp contrast against Kara's brown black skin.

She just looks from me to Carl in disbelief and lets me take her blouse and bra off without moving. "Oh my." Nicole sighs. "Carl, my god!" She says. I turn around as Nicole has Carl's sweatpants down around his ankles and is running her hand up and down his large cock. It's thicker and longer than any cock I've ever seen and I'm amazed when I see Nicole drop to her knees and suck the head of it into her mouth. The sight of her white cheeks puffed out around his large black cock is very erotic. I soon have Carolyn naked and we move to the couch to watch. I shed the rest of my clothes before I sit down next to Carolyn. Running my hands over her luscious brown tits, we watch Nicole pump about s

I say and Harlow shakes her head as she creates a login and subscribes to Dollycar. “No…” Harlow says as she sinks onto the couch next to me and shows me the pictures. I can see pictures in black and white of Carly naked. You can’t really see anything, oh. Except on these. There are some you can see everything and they are very explicit. In some photos, you can only see half of her face, her lips, or just the side of her face. You can never see her face clearly, but we know it’s here. Why has she been hiding this from us?

I had just stepped out from a cool shower and was standing in an air conditioned room, but that didn't stop beads of sweat from forming on my forehead. "What is the meaning of this, Grace?" Dean asked as he turned his laptop to face me. I was stiff for about a minute as I stared aimlessly at the photo displayed on the laptop screen. Staring back at me was an obscene photo of myself, sprawled almost completely naked on a kingsized bed. My hair fell to my face but in a way that one could still know that it was me, but unobservable to the keen eye that I was asleep. I was laying on my side, the only things concealed being my nipples, which were barely covered by my fingers and my vagina which w

My stomach churns, and I swallow back the sour burn creeping up my throat. It takes me a second,maybe longer, to realize I’m not alone. Something warm is pressed against my side. Soft skin. A hand lazily draped across my stomach. My body goes tense, every muscle locking up. I turn my head, slow as death, already half dreading what I’ll see. Caroline. She’s sprawled out beside me, completely naked, tangled in the sheets like she owns the place. Her red hair spills over my chest, her face peaceful in sleep. For a moment, my mind blanks. Then everything comes crashing down.

I chuckled at myself. My black pointed heels rang the living room while holding my white Chanel bag. I fixed the curls at the ends of my hair as I looked around to find Karlo. He was drinking whiskey while staring outside of the window. His left hand was inside the pocket of his pants, his right hand holding the whiskey glass. He was topless… again… flaunting his six packed abs and huge biceps. Does he want to seduce me?!