Heather Kirby Nude Novels & Stories

I wish I hadn't looked. My breath hitched as I stared at the screen. There, in full view were pictures. Of Valerie. Naked. In various explicit positions. In one of them, her hand was playing with her tits; in others, I'd rather not say. Messages popped one after another: I’m waiting here for you, I'm horny again...

Some of them had been huge blockbuster action movies. Within the search results were more YouTube links. A couple of them stuck out to him. They proclaimed, "Shasta Pyke nude scenes." Blake breathed out forcefully and leaned back in his chair. Did he really want to go there? Cautiously, he clicked the first link. There was a close-up of Shasta from the waist up, her perfect round breasts filling the screen. Her scene partners, two men, were completely dressed. The on-screen conversation lasted a good five minutes and the editing kept coming back to her tits from every angle and distance.

Heather asked, “Are you going to…do it too?” “No, but if you both feel you need to uh…see each other…like that…I’ll keep it to myself…if you both want to…strip off…here in front of…each other…just to…satisfy your curiosity. But that’s it…OK?” They both nodded at me and Heather said, “Who’s going first?” Jim didn’t say anything and Heather took a deep breath and said, “I guess it’s up to me.” She peeled her top off in one quick motion and then slipped her panties off, kicking them to one side. She stood in the center of the room naked.

I could only hope Heather was okay with how fast things were moving. Honey was the first to break the kiss. She'd taken Heather's bra off and both of them were just in open robes and black panties. For the first time I got a good look at my younger daughter's perfect tits. They were well rounded and very firm, with small nipples hard as pebbles. "Heather, remember that thing I wanted to do to you a few months ago?" Honey asked. "When you wanted to... to..." "When I wanted to taste your pussy." "Oh god."

“I want to see you.” Jubilee froze, suddenly unsure. She’d never been naked in front of a man, of course, and it seemed overwhelming right then. What if he hated what he saw? She wasn’t exactly the skinniest woman. She was curvy, her stomach soft, her hips flared. She also had totally forgotten to shave there, and now she couldn’t let Heath see her like that— Heath tapped her nose. “Stop thinking. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”

she threatened. I took a deep breath, thought about skiing, and nodded. "Lie still, don't move," she told me again as she sat up straight. She started to ride me again, but this time she was taking shorter strokes. As I looked up at her, I saw that she had one hand between her legs and was playing with her clit as her eyes glazed over and she started moaning quietly. Until now, I hadn't really been aware of Heather, but suddenly she is kneeling across my thighs behind Kiera with her breasts pushed into Kiera's back and her hands massaging Kieras's breasts and pulling on her nîpples.

Close. A single ripple spread outward from the shallows. Then another. He padded forward until he saw her. Heather stood waist-deep, naked, moonlight painting silver streaks across her skin. Long black hair clung wet to her back and shoulders. She turned, caught his gaze, and smiled slow, teasing, eyes glowing soft yellow. An invitation.

Bathroom first. With my basic needs satisfied, and my teeth brushed to scare off some of the dead-person taste in there, I feel a little more human when I return to the living room. “Morning.” Heather scrambles some eggs, wearing nothing more than a sports bra that struggles to cover all of her chest and what looks like a pair of Everett’s boxers, dangling perilously off her hips. Everett flips me a lazy salute, his addition to the morning sludge-pile his shockingly muscular bare chest and a loose pair of Ardent sweatpants.

I turned on my laptop, deceiving myself that I needed to work, but the tab I was opening wasn't for any work related shit. Guilt pooled below my gut, my emotions waring with each other but I didn't stop. I scrolled over to the pinned video. There she was. Kira. Long dark flowy hair, dark brown eyes, sultry smile on her full lips, staring at the camera. My cock twitched. Rapidly growing thicker and faster by the second. I clicked on the second picture, her naked breasts on display, legs pulled together, big cock leaking between her thighs. Kill. Me. Now.