Kimberly Hart Nude Novels & Stories

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…

Kimberly walked in and joined us 'I have to study now' she said and left for her room. Later I sent Jennet off and walked back in. I was about to go upstairs when I heard Kimberly yell from her room. With great impulse, I ran to her room and pushed the door open. 'Ahh' she yelled out again and immediately I closed the door. What have I done? I thought she was in trouble and never knew I'd meet her half-naked.

’ Kimberly thought to herself as she struggled to find the right words to say so she doesn’t upset this big guy. “P-please, let me g-go. I’m not Hailey.” She said in barely a whisper but loud enough for Hugh to hear. “I don’t care.” He replied in that deep raspy voice of his, sending shivers down her spine as he leaned in. Kimberly quickly placed her hand on his hard rock chest to prevent him from leaning in any further, but this small contact caused sparks all over her body. She jolted her hand away, not understanding what the hell just happened.

When she stands, her thumbs latch onto each string holding the lace over her pussy, and she pulls them down, stepping out of the lace, now wearing only the damn nude-colored, shiny heels. With a crook of her finger she encourages me to stand. Once I do, she reaches for my belt. Unbuckling it, she lowers my zipper and pulls back my boxers as I stand still. My erection springs free. A few more shimmies and spins and she moves farther away, dancing toward her dresser. It's when she opens the drawer and pulls out a silver packet that I know I'm lost to Kimbra Jones. When she turns back, the condom packet is between her teeth as Kimbra sashays my direction. I bite my cheek as she falls to her kne

Did I hold some of those broken shards of his psyche within myself? Kimberly turned and in one swift movement, pulled her blouse over her head. The small buds of her breasts were stiff as they bounced free. With the prowess of a mountain cat, she sauntered up to me and ran her hands down my chest, dragging her nails down my suit jacket. “I’m tired of talking about Ophelia.” She purred, “She’s going to try and ruin things between us, but I won’t let her. No, this is one agreement I actually enjoy. Don’t you?”

Slipping her fingers lower she lifted the waistband of his boxer briefs and released his cock. It bobbed before her, thick and pulsing. Kim couldn’t help the involuntary lick of her lips. “Damn it, woman,” Nate moaned. “Are you trying to kill me?” Amusement lit her eyes as she grabbed the hem of her silky nightgown and yanked it over her head. Not wearing any underwear to bed, she was naked and glorious in the pale moonlight. “You are so damn beautiful,” Nate whispered reverently. “You are insane,” she teased, and laughed when he grabbed her hips and moved her forward until she was once again seated on his cock. It would only take a fraction of an inch and his tip would be inside of her.

What Councilman Hartt did know, however, was that things were not as they appeared at Trinity Falls, and he was determined to find out what was going on. His eyes remained locked on the only body offered that remained in the flames. The Goddess had officially rejected Kimberly Miller. He had never witnessed such a thing in his fifty-one years on Earth. [REMINDER THAT THIS IS COPYRIGHTED © PROPERTY OF T. MURPHY/2025. IF FOUND UNDER ANY OTHER PEN NAME THEN: T.MURPHY202, PLEASE REPORT IT AS STOLEN]

It was quiet and peaceful, opposite from what was going inside me. Kimberly was naked ,laid on her back ,the only thing that was covering her was a thin sheet from the lower back till her feet. Her skin was as white as snow and the only colour left on her body were the marks of strikes, deep red and brown colour lines left a cruel decoration on her back. Each line didn't just left a scar on her back but also her soul.

“For that matter, how could a girl who’s never been with a man parade totally naked in front of a bunch of strangers?” “I wasn’t naked,” she protested. “I was wearing my thong.” “And it was wedged between your buns in the back and in your slit in front. Kimberly Kane, you were naked. But why?” “Because...” she whispered with the word tailing off into silence. “Because what?” he insisted. “Just because!” she repeated emphatically. Again her back was up straight, and now her head was back as she looked at him defiantly. “Kimberly!” he repeated. “Because of what?”

Kimberly's eyes were enormous at the captivating sight of his sculpted physique, hidden beneath his usual black long-sleeved shirts. This was a side of Nicholas she had never seen —half naked and dripping wet. His rugged beauty, which even looked better without clothes on, left her awestruck. She swallowed, eyeing his chest. This man was magnificently crafted, she thought. Kimberly's gaze drifted downward, following the tiny rivulets of water as they trickled from Nicholas's face to his bare chest. Her eyes lingered, then settled on the tattoo etched into his skin – a majestic wolf, its details eerily familiar.