Katie Bell Nude Novels & Stories

“That.” My gaze drops to the phone, a naked picture of her in a blue wig and a mask stares at me. Initially, I’m shocked, but I try to hide it. “Nudes?” “Swipe,” she says. I begin to swipe, it's different angles of her naked, some without her face in it, some in lingerie and then a video pops up, it's her on her bed, naked and licking a long huge dildo. That one makes me gasp, “Arielle—” I pause.

“God, this belt is stiff. Help me, will you? I’m a poor idiot tourist and I can’t work your rugged back-country clothes.” Kyle sighs heavily, then undoes his belt with a creak of leather. A moment later, with his sodden jeans and boxers kicked beneath the sink, he steps back into the shower fully nude and cages me against the tiled wall. My hands automatically reach up to cling to his rock-solid forearms. Not gonna look south. Not when it would be so obvious. But let’s just say that something down there is big enough to make my tummy flip. Thank god for peripheral vision.

She saw Adam inside, wearing sunglasses and a white t-shirt and looking devastatingly – and annoyingly – sexy. Oh, Lord. Here we go. “Hey, Reena? Adam’s here. I’ve got to go, OK?” “Alright, sweetie. Be safe and be strong. We all love you.” “Love you guys too,” Katie said. Adam sat in the car for a few seconds, watching Katie on her cell. Black coat, black pants, black boots. Black hair and black eye makeup and black nail polish. A dozen earrings in each ear. Good Christ, did the woman have to dress herself in head-to-toe black all the fucking time? He had researched Katie’s photography extensively, and he knew that even all her photos were black-and-white. Was she totally color-blind or just

The phone began its trek around the group, each one surprised at Kelly's brazenness and the eroticism of the photo. Kelly was on her knees on the bed, nude, her red hair was splayed across one shoulder and across her back. Brigitte was behind her, her eyes visible just above Kelly's gorgeous rump, her nose seemingly pressed into Kelly's supple flesh. One arm was visibly coming up and pulling a bit of red hair, drawing Kelly's face upwards. Her eyes were closed and mouth open in a look of pure ecstasy. The photo made her feel very sexy, and she was very proud of it. "Wow," Marie said, handing the phone back.

“Are you ready?” Katrina asked, standing in a room filled with smoke as some pop music plays in the background. She cast the black fur coat she adorned aside, revealing a very short black top and mini skirt. Then she slowly began to take them off as well, even her bra and panties. “Well, fuck me!” Santiago exclaimed at the sight of her birthday suit. Fully naked, Katrina was truly a sight to behold. Her figure was immaculately sexy, if that made any sense.

she says, cheeks burning. I push her onto her back, yank the panties off in one motion. She’s completely shaved, lips already puffy and wet. “Look at that,” I say to the camera. “Little sis is soaked for big brother’s cock.” Katie whimpers, “Please be gentle…” I shove my sweatpants down. My cock springs out, thick and already dripping. Chat loses it. > “tip 500 he’s huge” > “tip 1000 wreck her”

I knew she'd be able to see the shape of my dick under the thin material and was ashamed I wanted her to see it. When Katie came in to the TV room, she was wearing a huge T-shirt that came down almost to her knees. Although she was totally covered, I could see she wasn't wearing a bra as her pointy buds protruded under the cloth. I could also see what appeared to be some very tiny bikini panties through her shirt. We sat on my big leather couch, she on my right side, and flipped through the channels until she found some silly program she liked. I didn't mind, it was just so special for her to be near me.

If only he could draw, and he was drawing what he envisioned his mom looked like when naked… that would be it. “You may be astonished. Are there more?” Did asking make him seem like a pervert? Only Carmen will make him feel like that. “No.” “Right.” He snatched the note. Katie's cheeks flushed as he turned the page. The following page had a similar lady once more, just that, she was now wearing a spiked two-piece top that framed her tits into sharp cones. The club was next to her. Still stripped underneath the midsection, her legs were cut with swelling muscles.

She looked towards Nathan who nodded subtly. I was about to speak again when my phone vibrated. A message popped up saying, "I hope you like what you see", with an image attached to it. I quickly opened the message and I almost dropped my phone in shock. It was an image of Lola tied up with no clothes on, she had nothing on her and her whole body was on display. Another message came in and I read it almost immediately. "Isn't she so pretty? I can't wait for her to be awake so that I can have my way with her the way I want. I'm sure you'll want videos of your mate moaning my name in pleasure", the message read.

It’ll work. — No, not enough, find me a woman in the same cell, I want an enraged one. A desperate one. Someone who has nothing left. Promise her that I will pay her debts. That she can have fun. Unleash herself. That she can make her swallow every word, every breath. — Got it, you want a hungry hyena. I can do that. — And I want the photo. Send it to me as soon as it's done. — Received.