Katie Garfield Nude Novels & Stories

“Morning,” Katie said, her voice still rough from sleep as she reached for the highest shelf. “Coffee’s fresh. I made enough for both of us.” Molly stopped in the kitchen doorway. The rain had not let up since last night. Gray light filled the room and made everything feel slower. Katie stood at the counter in one of Theo’s old shirts and nothing else. When she stretched, the hem lifted high enough to show the soft curve of her bare ass and the smooth skin of her upper thighs. The shirt clung to her breasts. One hard nipple pressed clearly against the fabric, the silver piercing visible through the thin cotton.

Elena was out of her mind, for she had just sent the president her nude photo, lying on the bed only on a red garter. He was more amazed than shocked. He never expected her to go this far. Now he was sure... Nico had just met a stubborn match. And this one wouldn't cry in the backseat of his car.

Katie was at the sink waiting as instructed wearing was she was told to wear - a short skirt barely covering her ass, her tiniest g-string, no bra as her pert 34B cup tits didn't need one and that allowed her big hard nipples to poke through the thin material of the t-shirt she was wearing. She was a good looking MILF with shoulder length blonde hair and a pert peachy round ass, and deep dark eyes that you could easily get lost in.

Celestine only nodded in response. Damien then lead her to his warehouse. He then opened the door to cell. Celestine was shocked to see the scene. Julie was crying, her eyes were swollen and dark shade of red. She was tied to a metal chair. Her eyes were looking at a particular direction. Celestine followed her line of site and froze. Amanda was laying naked and lifeless on ground. Her body was bruised and blood was dripping from her private part. Her eyes were lifeless.

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.

I look up and find Katie sitting up in the bed, clasping the blanket to her chest while gawking at me with her mouth hanging open. “Well, good morning.” I grin, enjoying how embarrassed she looks even though I’m the one completely naked. My earlier suspicion is only strengthened by her reaction. “You’ve never seen a man naked, have you?” At my question, her eyes–that have been glued to my dick for the last five seconds–suddenly find a random spot on the wall to look at. “What? Of course, I have,” she quips, swiping some of her tangled-up hair from her face. “I’ve seen plenty of men naked. All kinds of men…”

She'd finger fucked herself twice by the time she got to the mystery folder. Katie hadn't looked at the last folder before as the name of it didn't seem inspiring. When she finally opened it she found a number of other folders, only named by date. Maybe they were the date they were saved from the Internet? Katie went into the first one to have a look. She nearly fainted when she realised what she was looking at. There were at least two dozen photos of Mr Miller in that folder. He was naked in every one, showing off his huge cock. Katie got wet again. She had no sexual experience, but the sight of Mr Miller's cock made her fantasise about feeling it inside her. She went to the next folder and

I pointed urgently, but she gave me a confused look, until Keto stepped out of the river, very naked. “Jesus!” Kate yelled, turning around so fast she nearly slipped. “Why the fuck didn’t you tell me you were naked?!” Keto scratched the back of his neck. “I'm sorry, Kate, I'm naked.” “Too late!” she snapped, not daring to turn back around. I giggled, trying to cover my mouth. “I tried warning you.” Kate was still facing away. “Keto, what the hell are you doing naked in a river with a naked girl? Are you insane?”

“Oh, so people in the West don’t get naked?” “You know what I mean. Aren’t there supposed to be sculptures of horses or cowboys riding through sagebrush?” “I’ve already fulfilled those requirements in other mediums and other pieces.” “So you don’t need to show these.” “Yes, I do. What’s the big deal? You agreed to pose for me.” “Not like that! I told you no naked pictures.” “I thought you were kidding. You know, like you were kidding about wanting a cowboy ménage?” “Not the same thing, Carter. I specifically said no nudes, several times, remember?”

I push her away, and look up to see the library door swing open. Kate stands there, unmoving, her eyes going back and forth between me and the naked redhead standing not more than two feet away from me. She blinks a few times, and for a minute I think she might cry. But she just shakes her head and turns. "Kate!" I toss a dark look at the redhead, who seems to have no shame about standing there naked in the library with the door wide open. "Put your fucking clothes on and have some self-respect."