Keira Jackson Nude Novels & Stories

He jerked off with the image of Kira’s naked body in his head. “Damn it!” I grunted and glared at Kira. “Don’t waste my time, maid! Undress!” I spat. “Or do I have to do it for you?” I noticed Kira swallowed hard in humiliation, but she obeyed and went for the zipper of her gown. After zipping it down, she pulled it away, now standing before me in her underwear. My dick jerked, but I sucked in a deep breath and watched her continue. Kira unhooked her bra and pulled it away, letting her breasts come into view. I sucked in a deep breath and swallowed hard as her erect nipples pointed at me.

Even Miranda, who grew up in California knew who that couple was. “Do you have any evidence to support that scandal, Kelly? It would only be a rumor if we don’t have any evidence,” I inquired hopefully. Kelly grinned at me and dotted something on her phone. A few seconds later when she presented a few photographs right in front of my face. It was Aerah with Finn Johnson, both naked and together on the same bed. She slid the photos several times to show me more pictures, making me smile even more. Gross. “Oh, I found a video, too. Geez, this is a sex scandal.”

I boomed. Keira moved her hands to the back of her dress and began to unzip it. The dress toppled down to the floor and my eyes began to take in her half naked body. Her skin was fair and as beautiful as porcelain. Her French cut bra, and lace panties hugged her figure, making her look unbearably irresistible. The more I gazed at her, the more I had the urge to break her, and destroy her completely, with my large dick in her pulsing wet pussy.

When she was attacked by the rumbling sound again, she got up from the sofa and started towards the kitchen area, through the wild, boisterous crowd. She is going to get some water from the sink and keep sipping on it until it is time for them to leave. What Keira didn't expect to see when she got to the kitchen was a blonde-haired girl giving a blowjob to Andre, who was resting against the kitchen counter, grunting out in deep pleasure. She was so bewildered, she couldn't move an inch from the spot she was standing. He was cheating on Shakira and earlier, she was drooling over him like he was the only cactus in her desert.

Especially one who looks like Kiera. Even in pajamas, she is stunning. A blue-eyed blonde, Kiera was wearing pink short shorts that looked like cut-off sweatpants, tall white socks, and a plain white tank top that revealed the black straps to her bra. Even in the dim light of the TV, I could tell her clothes were working overtime to keep her curves covered. Kiera is what we would call “well-endowed.” She has large D-cup breasts and a big butt that she and Bethany jokingly refer to as her “dump truck ass.” They even make beeping noises like a truck when she is backing up.

Kira didn't reply, but instead, she shut him up by kissing him continuously while her hands roamed around his body. Derek, on the other hand, felt hard down there. His body reacted to her touch. His hands moved slowly around her body, feeling her skin through her dress, which Kira didn't like. She wanted to feel his arm on her bare skin. The only way to make it possible was to strip herself. She stopped the kiss and stared into his eyes and slowly pulled her crop top, making her front nude visible to Derek's eyes. Derek swallowed his saliva the moment he saw her breasts and pink nipples as his Adams apple popped in and out.

She murmured at the sight of her. “Hey …” Elena called out and quickly hugged her. “Thank Goodness you are safe!” Elena exclaimed. Sebestian had told her everything, the job offer was a scheme as she suspected. Keira's body was still numb in Elena's embrace. Her expression confused,she literally didn't understand what was going on. After a while, Elena pulled away and inspected Keira's body. “Did that bastard hurt or lay hands on you?” Elena asked, skimming her eyes over Keira's body with concern.

I stood there naked, dick hard and leaking, chest heaving. Kiera’s gaze raked over me like I was meat. She licked her lips. “On the bed. Face down. Ass up.” I scrambled to obey, knees sinking into the mattress, face pressed to my own pillow. She was behind me in seconds, rough hands spreading my cheeks wide. “Look at this pretty little hole,” she purred. “Never been touched, has it? Bet it’s been clenching every time you think about me.” I buried my face deeper, mortified and aching.

It was Kiera’s cries of pleasure that distracted me. While I had been going down on Heather, I wasn’t aware of what Kiera was doing. I looked around and realized that Kiera was sitting on a comfortable armchair. She was naked, with one foot up on the seat and her fingers busy on her clît. She was watching me intently. "Fûck her. Cûm inside her," she told me as she let out little mewing sounds.

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.