Kim Hunter Nude Novels & Stories

I can't let myself fall for someone; especially not someone like him. Last time, I got hurt. It was a game between the two of us. His name was Kai. Sweet and notorious but I got involved too soon and he began to hit me. So, I killed him when I turned 19. Young love gone bad. I was able to cover up the death from anyone of knowing and since then I became known for the Black Hunter. And that became my name in the criminal world. Knife play. Kinky, am I right? Anyways, as much as I think about my sex life, I remember that I am a mother fucking virgin and proud.

Looking into the living room, I saw Kim get up from the couch and strode over, completely naked and with a sultry smirk, her hips swinging and breasts jiggling with every step. “So, the man returns. We’ve been waiting for you to come back. Any longer and we would have gone out to find someone to give us the hard cock we wanted. Dildos and fingers only work so well.” “Don’t worry, I’ll leave you thoroughly satisfied.” Kim then leaned over and kissed me, her tongue passing my lips the moment that contact was made. April watched us eagerly, getting turned on by her boyfriend and naked mother making out.

He looks at Seth to find the silver-haired male slipping off his hood, exposing his naked torso, toned stomach, and chest. Kieran’s gaze lingers. He doesn’t mean to, but he doesn’t look away either; his skin fucking glistens. Images of what they did at the alley are still fresh in his mind, and his tent in his pants is dropping, but he can still feel an ache that shouldn’t be there.

The lady mumbled, holding the covers against her chest. Hunter cocked his head to the side to look at her again. Her face was pale and drained of color as though she had seen a ghost. He decided to ignore her, and focus on what Damon had just said. "Trending on the internet? What does that mean? Hold on, where are you?" Hunter asked, eying the woman. She raised the bedsheets and glanced underneath. She had no clothing on. She was stark naked. Again, she let out another loud yell, pulling the bedsheets over to her side of the bed.

m. The light was soft, the curtains still drawn. Valeria sat on the edge of the bed, pale but composed. Kim sat beside her, holding her hand. Kc paused at the door, not wanting to break her quiet. She turned to him slowly. “I know,” she said softly. He blinked. “You’ve seen—?” Kim nodded grimly. “It’s everywhere. Someone leaked the tapes and footage from his ‘shrine.’ They blurred the nudity, but. Val, your face is all over every frame.”

I couldn't tell how much time I spent sitting down there naked, staring into space as the p**n played on, but after a while, Hunter came back downstairs, looking all refreshed and smelling so nice. “ You're really still here?” He asked, a faint feeling of disgust laced in his tone, “ look, I don't know if you're trying to promote any form of body positivity or anything, but please put your clothes on, no one wants to see that useless snake in-between your legs that wouldn't just calm down”, he said, reminding me that my dick had refused to relax after he had held onto it. I was still speechless, only looking at him like a child looking at a scary dog.

His knuckles brushed her collarbone. She caught his wrist before he could pull away. His pulse was there, under her thumb. Faster than she expected. "Talk to me," she said. "About what." "Anything. Something that's not about us. I need—" She exhaled. "I need to not think for a few minutes." He hesitated. His wrist was still in her hand. Then he started talking. Not about them. About Nietzsche. A madman with a lantern. "I seek God," the madman cried. "Where has God gone?"

The camera man was rolling his camera. The person tending to Mr. Hamuumbu was dragged from behind finding himself in the flowers. Everyone turned their heads in Mr. Hamuumbu’s direction, Kate too. She smiled seeing Hunter in an all-black suit kneeling down before Mr. Hamuumbu. “This is your time to come clean,” Hunter whispered in his ears. Mr. Hamuumbu didn’t move. Hunter removed a knife from his pocket. Everyone watched in awe. Hunter then stabbed Mr. Hamuumbu in the thigh making him scream insults at Hunter.

Kook called her and she looked up, her once blank face was now replaced with a hard one as she saw who he brought along. She didn’t speak but her eyes wandered from head to toe, every inch of them, and noticed Katherine was trying to hide something like one of her arms was not shown. “Have something to hide again, Katherine?” Jilly asked casually. Cayne moved to stand behind her seat. Katherine shook her head. “Did your arm get amputated then?” Her eyes widened and immediately move her hidden arm to the front and just then, Jilly saw the big rock on it. Jilly smirked and continued scooping her food and feeding herself.

“I won’t make a noise, Hunter.” “Good girl.” Hunter unhooked her bra and very gently skimmed his fingers over the plains of her smooth stomach. Irene gasped at the sparks she felt and arched her back for more. Hunter took off her blouse, leaving her upper body naked for him to see. "You don't have to worry, my car is heavily tinted," he spoke as he licked her right nipple and pinched on the left. Irene can only gasp at the onslaught of sensations he's giving her.