Kayla Kent Nude Novels & Stories

But it’ll be-- *What’s that,* Kent asks, trying to make me focus my eyes. She’s laying flat on her back, completely naked with something on her belly. I rub my face and crawl up the bed, kissing her leg as I go. By the time I get to her belly button I can plainly see a rubber laying there. “You all keep telling me what a badass I am, and how I do everything on my terms. This isn’t going to be any different … mate,” she whispers, as she grabs me back by the hair, and pulls me to her waiting lips.

I propped the phone against a throw pillow, hit record, and let the camera watch as I dragged the shirt up inch by inch, revealing my bare tits, hard nipples, the curve of my waist, until the fabric cleared my head and I sat there completely naked. I clicked send. After thirty seconds of silence, that felt like hours. @sinnernextdoor: Spread your legs, pretty girl. Show me what’s already mine tonight. I obeyed, knees falling open, angling the phone between my thighs so he got the full, shameless view of my soaked pussy. Sent. His reply was a voice note, low and dark. @sinnernextdoor: (voice note) “Fuck, Kiera… look at that perfect little cunt glistening for a man you’ve never even met.

Kelly asked, looking back at the open door. "It's no problem, I assure you." "Well, okay then," she said, pulling her t-shirt off over her head, then releasing her bra and letting it drop to the floor. Her breasts fell free of the constraining bra and her nipples hardened instantly, screwing into cherry knots on the end of her full breasts. Then she unzipped her shorts, letting them slide to the floor, leaving her standing naked in front of Bob since she wasn't wearing any panties. "God, you are really a beautiful young girl, Kelly," Bob said, frankly appraising her body. "And this is your amazing clit that I've heard about," he said, reaching down between her legs to gently stroke it as it

I rang the doorbell, and a lady opened the door. "Miss Kayla, you are back" "Is he in?" Kayla asked her "No, he has not returned" "I will be in my room," Kayla said, dragging me away, and taking me into her room. I entered her room, and it was so Kayla's style. "What are we doing?" I asked her as she sat on her bed. "Watching practice videos" she replied bringing out her laptop and tapping on the bed "sit" I sat beside her and she switched on her laptop, and the next thing that popped up on her screen was an erotic scene.

“Actually… I packed nothing.” Kayla’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Packed nothing for your Hawthorne trip? Girl, you do not know how to have fun. But always remember to thank me later.” She dove into her suitcase and pulled out a two-piece set: a backless crop top paired with a long, flowing skirt. Then she held up something that looked like a big scrunchie covered in petals. “I even have a flower crown,” she said proudly. “Oh my goodness, you are going to look like Moana… but the sexy type.”

“Give me those tits.” I rise and suck in a gasp of pleasure as he takes a nipple into his mouth again, his dark lashes fanning over his cheeks as he closes his eyes. An empty ache swirls between my legs, and I reach down to give myself some relief. Gabriel realizes what I’m doing and stops to watch. “Is that how you liked to be touched, Kayla?” I nod. He tries to take over, but I bat his hand away and shift my legs so they’re between his. “Later,” I promise. “Right now, I want your cock in my mouth.”

Kaylar protested as she rocked her body nonstop atop Wayne's sturdy chest. Her nightie riding up in the process exposing her fair thighs. Sweat began to form on Wayne's forehead. "Kaylar stop it" Wayne's jaws were tightly clenched. "Stop what?" Kaylar paused for a moment. "This?" She asked again as she rocked her body nonstop, seemingly having the best time of her life. "Yes, that" Wayne cleared his head and replied calmly. "I'll think about it" She shut her eyes tightly for a minute as if in deep contemplation. "I'll stop then"

Yes, Kayla was right, Men are indeed currently undressing her shamelessly with their eyes and it made her skin crawl at the Unwanted attention. She is still a Virgin and new to all these sexual advances. Even with her nice curves carved into perfection with a nice Slim waist and flat tummy to boast of. With tan skin and cute freckles that dusted her face just a few inches below her green eyes. With massive unruly, curly auburn air. At age twenty-one, she never had a boyfriend. And that means never having sex either.

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.

She notices, and again raises an eyebrow. "Killer dress," I grin, "deadly legs." She throws back the rest of her drink. "You like?" She asks, but the confidence in her tone is slipping. A pink blush returning to her cheeks. "I'd like to see them naked in my bed, wrapped around my waist." Her blush deepens at my blunt remark, but she scoffs. "In your dreams," she retorts, rolling those gorgeous eyes all the way around.