Kat Dovey Nude Novels & Stories

I don’t like making beautiful women like you wait. Dovey looks up up and down, wondering what he is expecting, because having sex with old men isn’t her thing. ‘’Would you like anything first before we?’’ he wiggles his brows. ‘’Where are we going exactly?’’ Dovey asks. ‘’Anywhere you want, I am all yours for the rest of the day.’’ Dovey smiles, turning back on her flirting. ‘’I like the sound of that. Maybe a boat ride?’’

And then she heard the hum of the camera as Nero stepped towards her, as fantasy merged into reality. ‘Play with yourself,’ he commanded, ‘while Didier se branle.’ Kate lifted her knees, exposing her still moist vagina for the camera. She closed her eyes and pressed the flat of her hand against her sex. She smiled as she gently parted her lips, rubbing her clitoris at the same time. She was still aroused, still ready - and now waiting for something more than the touch of her own fingers. ‘Good.’ Nero’s voice seemed to come from miles away. ‘Keep smiling and then look at Didier. Look at him as if you can’t believe the size of his cock.’

The next item to leave was the trousers she wore. “This is…” Debby stifled a groan as blood pounded in her ears. She couldn’t help but stare at Kelly’s nudity, taking in all of her curves. “You’re so beautiful and sexy,” Debby finished. She wanted nothing more than to squeeze those boobs and fill her in. Kelly watched with glazed eyes as Debby fell to her knees, her delicate hands on her thighs as she took a sniff of Kelly’s arousal. She could see the wetness that dripped from her pussy.

The cuffs at her back were painful with her weight on them and she had to wiggle a little to get comfortable as she did so she closed her eyes and when they opened she was stunned by what she saw. Doyle was standing at her head, his trousers unbuttoned and a huge cock jutting out of them like the branch of a tree. Karen gasped. That'll never fit, she thought. Doyle idly tossed her panties onto her belly and placed the purple head of his cock, huge and swollen with blood, against her lips. For a moment she was frightened, lying there naked, looking upside down at a man, his vast cock thrown into forced perspective by the angle. Then Kettering switched to long lapping movements with his tongue

I nod before I can stop myself. And I’ll admit, I’m more than a little excited too. He gets up off the couch, yanking his top off and revealing his entire top half naked to me. I can’t help but run my eyes over him. I’ve seen Aeron naked already, but Cain. I’ve not see him and he’s just as beautiful, just as perfect to look at. “Like what you see, Little Dove?” He murmurs and I swear even I hear my juices leaking out of me. I turn bright scarlet red and he chuckles.

Cum had dried in flaky patterns on my skin, and fresh loads still leaked slowly from my swollen holes onto the black silk sheets. Kane stood at the foot of the bed, watching me. He was naked, his powerful 6’6” frame illuminated by the firelight. Every muscle was carved like stone, covered in dark tattoos that seemed to shift with the flames. His cock hung heavy and thick between his legs, already half-hard again. His dark eyes burned with that primal intensity that made my stomach twist with both fear and desperate need.

“You’re naked on my couch with my girlfriend’s toy buried in your cunt and you want to explain?” Katie slowly pulled the dildo out of Molly. The thick shaft left her with an obscene wet sound. Molly whimpered at the sudden emptiness. A trickle of her own arousal ran down the crack of her ass onto the cushion. Katie laid the toy on Molly’s lower stomach like a claim and stood up, completely bare, piercing glinting, tattoo on full display.

Dakota snorted out. “Please tell me he didn’t see you naked.” Kasper groaned. “Well, he got a good look at my ass!” Kyde chuckled. “We were in a compromising position.” Kota chimed in. “And you have a great ass.” “I kept telling him that he’d walk in on something he didn’t wanna see.” Kyde shrugged and laughed. “Well, if everyone’s finished with breakfast, we should get to the training field.” Keane wickedly smiled.

I'm not even sure how to describe him. “Where to start, oh gosh. His name was Adam, and he was the definition of tall, dark, and sexy.” I say giving Audrey big eyes, and fanning my face dramatically. “He was very forward, not shy about telling me what he was thinking or what he wanted.” “Oh, I bet not,” she says wiggling her brows and giggling. “I wish you got pictures of these boys, Kat, so we could compare both your options.” I roll my eyes, drinking down the rest of my coffee.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.