Kaitlyn Cannon Nudes Novels & Stories

Beneath her gown, Katie Medina, GHS's now-former It girl, was completely and totally naked. It was all of her almost exactly like I, and any hetero male at GHS, had imagined. (And we had all imagined.) A little bit thin, a little bit tall, and every single last piece of her about her just so goddamn cute you wanted to fuck it individually. She was almost the exact midpoint between Tabitha and Taylor. Tall, but not towering. Thin, but not skinny. Dark roots, but the bulk of her dyed pale blonde. Toned, but with all sorts of well-placed curves. Big tits, yet almost exactly one hair shy of being so big they distracted from the rest of her. A habitual smile from a lifetime of people who'd been u

My cheeks turned as red as a pepper. "I don't know how to be sexy." I admitted, never having sent a sexy pic in my life. "I beg to differ." Eryn smiled coyly at me, setting my cheeks further aflame. "I'll help." Kaitlyn said. She got up from her circle. "Nate, give me your shirt." She held out her hand in Nate's face. He pushed his head back, not following her orders. "Just for a moment. For Rain." Nate rolled his eyes and started unbuttoning his shirt revealing his toned abs underneath. "Take off your shirt and put this on, leave the top 4 buttons unbuttoned." She told me.

She smiled at me. "And what did you tell me you wanted to do, sweetie?" Kat asked her. "I want to do a line off John's dick," she said. "You okay with that, babe?" Kat asked. "I never say no to a beautiful woman," I answered. Caitlyn was stunning. Tall, skinny, a whisper of blonde pubic hair. Prominent nipples. A very tight ass and virtually no hint of tan lines. Kat told Caitlyn to stroke me while she got the cocaine ready. She complied, letting her hand confidently jack my cock while she moved in to kiss me.

Kiana screamed as she released. “I’m crazy for this, and Arthur may hate me but I know he’s attracted to me too,” Kiana mumbled as she picked up her phone. She decided to act on the crazy idea that popped into her head and placed the phone at the end of the bed while she balanced it with the pillow and laid down. Kiana felt naughty and a part of her was afraid of looking desperate and cheap but she didn’t back down from her mission. She spread her legs exposing her wet pussy as she stared straight into her phone camera and began fingering herself trying to build a second orgasm.

Which is why I chose today of all days to handle something so distracting, but that contract’s far from my attention now. Hannah's wearing a one-piece with intricate lacing that travels down her breasts all the way to the apex of her legs. She smirks at me before turning a one-eighty, giving me a full view of the G-string thong riding between her ass cheeks. Fucking Christ. She looks devastating. I don't notice my knuckle in-between my teeth until sizable divots engrave into my skin. "What about this one?" Cyna props her chin on her palm, cocking her head to the side as she looks at me.