Kay Cannon Nude Novels & Stories

I swallowed back the sound, trying not to freak out and blow my cover. Kain’s hair was an absolute mess. There were claw scratches on his skin and I tried not to think about which girl had done it. He didn’t seem to care one bit that he was naked. I gulped heavily, unable to tear my eyes away from him. The sight might be horrific but it was also… uhmm… delighting. Kain’s naked body was art. He had bulging muscles in all the right places and his length, fuck! He was rock hard right now.

Crowd chanted perfect: “FUCK! FIGHT! FUCK! FIGHT! FUCK! FIGHT!” I stood right at the fence—Nikon Z9, long fast lens, shutter going like a gun, sweat down my back, nipples hard from the raw feel. I’m Riven Kane—28, used to write about bikes, now shoot secret nights for cash, always after the shot that could kill me or make me rich. That’s when I saw her. Lourdes “Lula” Reyes—24, dirty white tank stuck to perfect tits, tiny jean shorts so short the pockets showed more, long legs, black hair messy on top.

It made Kane smile more than he expected. Her red hair, still slightly damp from her shower, fell in loose waves around her delicate face. The oversized white t shirt she wore, his shirt, slipped off one shoulder, revealing pale freckled skin along her collarbone. Kane stood across the room, flipping another pancake onto a plate with easy precision. He wore nothing but grey sweatpants, his muscles shifting with each movement, calm and controlled. Mona blinked suddenly, realizing she had been staring. "Wow... you're so good at that?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

She spun her around in a few more poses, the panties nearly off and the camera whirring. "Okay," she said finally. "You ready for the fully nude ones?" Kelly smiled and nodded excitedly. "Duncan, how you doing back there stud?" Camille asked as she adjusted a setting on the camera and then moved some lighting. "Oh, I'm very good," he said. Camille chuckled and turned to face Kelly again. "Okay Kelly. I'd like to start you out facing away from me, but leaning farther over. I want a shot of that gorgeous rump of yours."

The surrogate nudged Rebecca to bend each knee in turn as she slid off the sneakers and anklet socks, and pushed her pants off, leaving the girl standing before the three onlookers in nothing but her ribbed white tank top and matching white cotton bikini panties. Rebecca trembled a bit, more from excitement than from cold, but made no effort to cover herself. Ms. Cameron stood behind her and whispered in her ear. "You have such a beautiful body. Look at how hard your future husband's dick is as you stand here, nearly naked before him. He's anticipating your warm wet lips engulfing his thick shaft."

I took some pictures but tried to stay in the background and let him take over the photo shoot. Tina's last bikini can best be described as two dots and a dash. The top was nothing more than strings holding together two tiny patches that only covered her nipples. The rest of her tits were totally exposed. The bottoms were the same. The strings held a patch of material that barely covered her bald pussy and even exposed some of her lips in some of the poses. She couldn't have gotten any closer to being completely naked. Jimmy's eyes drank in the beauty of her tight teen body as he began to snap picture after picture.

She grinned briefly. "Okay, let's get one of you bent over and looking back. Just like that... so hot," Camille commented. She put her through a dozen more poses and finally had her on all fours on the ground, her hair splayed over her back and Kelly looking smolderingly back at the camera while she had her hips low to the ground and her thighs spread out widely. There was an incredibly tantalizing view of her pussy and her deliciously round rump. The pose made her want someone to come and shove a cock in her, though the thought of the act made her blush again.

The camera zoomed in mercilessly, capturing every bulge in her neck and the way her eyes rolled back. At the same time, Ronan slammed balls-deep into her pussy from behind with zero warning. The wet, filthy squelch of her soaked cunt being brutally stretched echoed through the room. He fucked her with punishing force, his heavy balls slapping loudly against her clit. “Fuck, this traitor cunt is gripping me so hard,” he groaned. Kai grabbed her swinging tits, twisting her nipples hard until thin white streams of milk sprayed out in arcs, which the cameras caught in crystal-clear slow motion. “These fat milking udders are perfect for content,” he laughed, slapping her breasts hard enough to ma

Kaysen said as she ripped my shirt off. Kaysen didn't have to tell me twice. I picked her up and laid her down so that she was further up on the bed. Her perfect size c breast bounced around, and that alone was enough to make precum coat my boxers. Fuck, Kaysen looked stunning laid out on my bed. I unbuttoned her shorts and drug them down her long toned legs and gasped as I saw she had gone commando. As I thought before, she had a Brazilian wax; Kaysen's bare pussy glistened with arousal dying to be licked and sucked on.

He needed to ruin her to that extent where she would beg him to ruin her more badly. He opened her gown's zip, making it loose. Kaya tried to hold her gown back to her chest but before she could do that, he harshly pulled down her gown. Her eyes widened. Her face reddened in shame. She hadn't worn any bra beneath her gown today because her gown had a slightly deep neck. Her perky bosoms spilled out, darkening his already diabolic eyes.