Kelly Marie Tran Nude Novels & Stories

Beneath her gown, Katie Medina, GHS's now-former It girl, was completely and totally naked. It was all of her almost exactly like I, and any hetero male at GHS, had imagined. (And we had all imagined.) A little bit thin, a little bit tall, and every single last piece of her about her just so goddamn cute you wanted to fuck it individually. She was almost the exact midpoint between Tabitha and Taylor. Tall, but not towering. Thin, but not skinny. Dark roots, but the bulk of her dyed pale blonde. Toned, but with all sorts of well-placed curves. Big tits, yet almost exactly one hair shy of being so big they distracted from the rest of her. A habitual smile from a lifetime of people who'd been u

She said and handed over her laptop to me. "I looked at the screen and saw a video icon. It was one of the videos we sent out during advertisement. I clicked on the video and it took a little time before it finally played It was a video of one of Kelly's featurings, for a few minutes it looked as if nothing was wrong. Until the video suddenly cracked, the screen buzzed off and pictures of Kelly's nudity started animating on the screen. I watched it in shock as Kelly's naked pictures, wearing G-strings and some pictures she was inserting cucumbers into her private part. I felt like throwing up.

Kelly who was on her way out stopped and turned her head to the widescreen. A guy was f*cking Trishia on a queen-size bed. They were both naked and both high having a wild s*x. It was a recorded video. “No! No! No!” “Stop this video! Stop this video!” “That is not me! That is not me!” Trishia cried out. Her cold sweats came out seeing herself in the video with Winston. Her body was uncontrollably trembling in shame. “Oh, baby! It’s my turn.” In the video, Trishia sounded while flipping her naked body and positioned herself on top of the naked guy.

"So you're Wendy's boyfriend? The one with a tiny wiener?" He brushed some wet hair off her collar like he'd done it a million times before. "What are you doing here? My personal training sessions are expensive, you know. You think a leech like you can afford it?" "Personal training? What kind of personal training involves getting your lower bodies tangled up together?" I whipped out my phone and shoved the Live Photo in their faces. Wendy went white as a sheet. Not because she felt guilty, but because she was enraged that she got caught.

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

Megan uttered, bringing out her phone, “A tape of you was uploaded on the school online forum.” Kelly's heartbeat quickened, “W-what t-tape…?” She stuttered. Megan hesitated, then handed her over the phone. Kelly watched. Kelly felt her whole world tilt on its axis. Her eyes widened in absolute horror, her mouth wide open, her whole body trembling. In the video were two couples… a man in his thirties and… her… or rather a girl with the same facial and body structure as her. She was utterly naked, on the bed, while the man in the video penetrated her slowly whilst she moaned in ecstasy.

I questioned whether to follow her, but she returned quickly. "Kat told me you like body blows," she said, setting down a small plate of cocaine and accessories. "Guilty as charged," I said and laughed somewhat nervously. "Me, too," Kelly said. "I'll make you a deal. You let me do a line off your dick, and I'll let you take one off these spectacular tits I got thanks to the best surgeon in Beverly Hills." She pulled down the spaghetti straps of her dress and revealed stunning breasts, large and topped with perpetually hard nipples.

I nod and press the button on the transmitter. "Are you guys hungry?" Tracy asks as she starts removing her clothing. "I could cook something for you," she says, tossing her blouse on a chair and unfastening her bra. "Susan I can't wait to teach you the 'oral stimulation of the male genitalia' class." Tracy unzips her skirt and I watch Susan stare at her lightly freckled tits and her pale pink nipples. "I wish I had brought one of our lifelike male dummies that we use for practice," Tracy says as she kicks her lace panties aside.