Kali Rocha Nude Novels & Stories

Alysa noticed the subtle instruction and leaned close to Raol, whispering sharply into his ear while discreetly pointing at Kathalina. “That’s her,” she hissed. “The one I told you about.” Raol followed her finger, and when his eyes landed on Kathalina, something unexpected happened. For a fleeting moment, his anger faltered. She was not what he imagined. There was no loudness about her, no exaggerated glamour. She wore no heavy makeup, no flashy accessories. Yet her presence was undeniably graceful, composed, refined. Beauty did not seek validation but commanded attention without effort. He hesitated, an unfamiliar flicker crossing his eyes.

Kalebs sees the movements and looks at me. "Couldn't take it anymore?" Kaleb says with a husky voice. "No, I couldn't." I take off my shirt and pull my pajama shorts off. Kaleb licks his lips as he realizes I wasn't wearing anything under my pajamas. I'm now completely naked. Kaleb opens the glass door and moves to let me step in. I close the door behind me and step under the water. Kaleb steps towards me and pushes my hair behind my shoulders, completely exposing my breasts. He flicks my nipple, and I jump at the touch. It sends a jolt of pleasure through me and I whimper.

I demanded. “In the bathroom, my lord,” she answered softly. “Leave. Now.” Ura bowed again and hurried out, closing the door behind her. I was already tearing at my clothes—shirt ripped off, boots kicked aside, pants shoved down. My cock sprang free, heavy, aching, the head flushed dark and leaking. I was painfully hard. I pushed the bathroom door open. Steam curled through the air from the large marble tub. Kali stood near the counter, wrapped in nothing but a thin towel, her hair damp and curling at the ends. She turned at the sound, eyes widening when she saw me.

She didn't resist. "Now, if I do this, you also don't care?" Rhonda said as she stretched Gina's arms above her head and lifted the t-shirt all the way to her friend's head, leaving it there to cover her face. "Uh-huh." This was one of the rare occasions that Rhonda saw her friend lay bare naked. A goddess she was! Taut and curvaceous, velvety skin, round firm breasts—creamy with jutting pinkish nipples. V-shaved pubic hair and legs so long and strong it reminded her of those of a fine horse's.

Done undressing, I throw them on the same rock, feeling that devil in me dancing at this sight of my half-nudity in someone's property. No problem, Kira, you're just swimming. She whispers in her seductive voice, and like a fool I decide to follow her. She's right, though. I'm all alone, so why not? But I hope nobody busts me and starts thinking I'm in the middle of a ritual like some kind of an Inca tribeswoman or Amazonian.

Looking around her room i take in everything in sight, trying to understand what type of person she was when no one was watching, her room was pretty plain, it occurred to me that this wasnt Hed house so of course the room would be plain, I turned back to look at her and my breath got stuck in my throat. Kaliya had taken off her cloth leaving on the fuck me underwear she had on. There was no way someone who looked like this was still innocent, her body was divinely curved in all the right places, her breast were huge and would surely spill out of my hands if I tried to cover them, she was beautiful and I couldn’t bring myself to look away.

Her bareback laid flat on the floor, only a weak whimper escaped her lips as she sob silently. She was completely naked, not even her undies or any other type of cloth to protect her from Rocco's hard gaze and the cold floor. Gradually, Alita had started to get used to being naked. Not that she likes it but because she has no other choice. Each day, Rocco would make sure she gets what he calls his work out and at the end, he would leave her bare and wounded. At first, she was so conscious of her body and would curl to protect herself each time someone walks in. But now, she let them see what they think they want.

She closed her eyes and even bit her lower lip. Kaloy just continued what he was doing and he even moved his lips lower, down to her navel. Then, he slowly moved his hand towards her underwear. He moved it lower and then removed it completely. And another delicate part of her body was exposed to him which made him even hotter. He stared at the beautiful shape of her pinkish womanhood, which has no hair as if she was still a virgin and still innocent of any sexual activity.

When she pulled off with a pop, a string of spit connected them. “Come closer,” Lena said softly. “You can see better from the couch.” Kira moved on unsteady legs, perching on the edge of the couch just feet away. The scent of them—musky arousal and Keith’s clean sweat—made her dizzy. Keith pulled Lena up and untied her robe, letting it fall. Lena was gorgeous naked: full breasts with dark pink nipples, soft stomach, shaved pussy already slick. She straddled Keith on the couch, facing Kira, and sank down onto him inch by inch. Both women moaned at the same time—Lena from the stretch, Kira from the sight.

“My body is my decision! It's up to me to show it to anyone, I'm not the first woman to pose naked, Danny!” It seemed that the two weren't going to finish arguing any time soon. Mia looked at Kalista who had been struggling with the cellphone in hand. At first there was a line on her forehead because she looked serious in thought, but then her smile grew to soften her beautiful face. “That woman is very beautiful,” whispered Krista which showed that Kalista was the object of her praise. “You're right,” Mia whispered back even though they both knew Kalista wouldn't hear. “I'm so jealous of her lips and neck.”