Colleen Ballinger Nude Novels & Stories

"Mr. Rodriguez is indeed generous. Who knows if there are any peeping toms on the opposite side taking photos with their phones? I wonder how much your pictures in the nude would be worth on gossip pages." "Naturally, it would be a sky-high price." Colin's expression remained unchanged as he went to the bar for a drink. "Sit there and don't move." Eranthe would only listen if it served Colin's interests. While Colin finished drinking and stepped into the bedroom to get dressed, she swiftly tried to rush to the door, and she found that it wouldn't open. Colin casually put on a bathrobe, tied the belt, and walked out of the room. He watched her busy herself at the door.

Where did he go? Tease her and run away? How was she supposed to sleep tonight? Just as she was wondering, Colin sent a photo. "Damn!" Leah couldn't help but swear, immediately sitting up and eagerly opening the picture. In the photo... It was Colin's upper body. No face, no clothes. Dim lighting. Fair skin, well-proportioned muscles. Not overly muscular, somewhere between a boy and a man, the muscle lines flowing smoothly. Winding down to the waist of light gray pants, radiating a refreshing and handsome sensuality.

"What is senior Colin doing here?" Chu Nian was confused by the appearance of Colin. As much as she has known or as much as she was informed, she was the only model for his photoshoot. Apart from her, there was no other model or no one was supposed to accompany her. Her eyes wandered on Carl and Colin who were going ahead or probably they wandered mainly on Colin who was getting dragged by Carl. The way Carl kept his hand on Colin's shoulder was like friends. Not something like professional talk or...

Her trembling fingers finally worked the zipper-free and the thin fabric pooled at her ankles. Colin watched as she undressed allowing him to see the swell of her breasts, the pink nipples as they hardened against the chilled air. The soft curve of her flat stomach flowed, finally exposing the teal lace panties that hid her tangle of blonde curls. He leaned in scenting her arousal again and touched the moist material between her thighs with his mouth as he kissed her most private area. Colin used his teeth to lower her panties and continue to kiss her inner thigh as he helped her free of the last barrier.

Collen added almost drooling on Evelyn's shoulder. Kendra walked out in a risque thong bikini that left very little to the imagination the top tied over the neck, The cloth covered a little more then her nipples, with a gap between the cloth and the string revealing some under boob. Although Kendra was the definition of kind, she was also very beautiful with a body women would kill to have and men would fight a semi pro football team for a chance with. Most of all she was confident in her body. "I guess it's my turn to go change while Collen picks his jaw up off the floor." Evelyn laughed stepping into the changing room. As Collen prepared to stand up Kendra dropped down into his lap.

I could hear the smile in Colleen's voice as she whispered, "Bobby, she's ok. Leave her alone or you'll wake her up, now come to bed." The bedside lamp was on leaving most of the room in shadows and only lighting the bed. Colleen was still propped against the headboard as she watched me get undressed in the semi-darkness, a smile of eager anticipation on her lips. As I crawled into the bed, she pulled back the covers so that I could see her in all her naked glory. The nurses at the hospital had shaved Colleen's pussy completely smooth for the birth so she spread her thighs apart, letting me see it's new condition. "How do you like my new hair cut?" she asked.

As Mrs. Dent broke into a run, I followed closely, our eyes glued to the suffocated sight. The rest of my class were all sunbathing on the sandy beach, laughing and chattering as they lay buck naked! Worst of all, some of them were all naked swimming in shallow waters, their private parts showing whenever the waves undulated! Even though there was no one else other than them, Mrs. Dent dashed toward them, her eyes red under her face veil as she shrieked, "Are you all suicidal?! Put on your clothes right now!"

“The rumours are really sketchy, nobody really knows.” “What is your hypothesis?” “It has something to do with Adam and a possible love triangle,” she says as-a-matter-of-factly. Arla is one of the best ballet dancers in our school right behind Cleo and I. She was always the odd one because of her outspoken personality. She feared nobody, not even Ms. Azizen. She did not entangle herself with gossips though and tried not to draw too much attention to herself. She is not the conventional beauty; there is nothing striking or attractive about her. She has short hair that can barely be pulled into a bun, average brown eyes and average lips—not too plump or too thin. Her build is not a ballerina’

Hit send. And that was that. Until thirty seconds later, when my screen lit up again. Dr. Stacy Cole: Beth… I’m fairly certain that’s not the screenshot you meant to send me. My stomach dropped. “What?” I whispered, blinking at the screen. I opened the message chain. There—clear as day—was a high-resolution nude. My nude. Not raunchy. Not pornographic. Just… artistic lighting. Soft curves. A bedroom mirror moment I’d snapped weeks ago on a day I felt unusually hot.

Chapter 13 Keep Your Enemies Closer After a stunned pause, Colin’s eyes widened, and he let out a sharp crack of laughter. “Shamans are so fucking weird, dude. Really? A fucking bobcat?” Now, I’d never found Colin particularly attractive; he wasn’t quite tall enough, and his muscles were overdeveloped, and he had light hair and brown eyes, and he didn’t hold a candle to — other people. Even so. He was looking at me as I stood in front of him naked, and laughing. And calling me weird.