Kitana Baker Nude Novels & Stories

“All this time you’ve been walking around the house in those baggy hoodies and loose jeans, pretending to be the perfect innocent little stepsister… and you’re actually Lunar Katt? The masked slut who twerks her ass and spreads her dripping pussy on camera for thousands of guys?” Her mouth fell open and closed several times opened again. Her face had gone completely pale like she was about to pass out. “Please… Nelson, it’s not what you think. I can explain…” I pulled my phone out, opened my secret folder, and hit play. The sound of her own pornstar moans immediately filled the small bathroom. On the screen, Lunar Katt was on all fours, completely naked except for the black mask, back arched

The Sex Slave Exchange Student Kristen is so excited to have the exchange student living in her house. The naughty story ideas are bursting through the kinky girl's mind. They whisper to her almost from beyond, like a sinful spirit is enjoying watching her change the world. Niku Sakurajima is a shy but very busty girl. Soft-spoken. Demure. Her long, black hair falls down her back, and her bangs fall over her eyes, almost hiding her from the world. She's gravitated to Sheila, sharing a room with Kristen's older sister for the stay.

Her soft, full breasts, narrow waist, wide hips, and round, perky ass had made her a favorite in fashion and lingerie circles for the past two years. But today was different. Today, she was doing her first fully nude photoshoot. The man behind the camera was a legend in the industry: **Julian Black**, 38. Renowned for his fine-art and erotic photography, his work hung in prestigious galleries and the private collections of the wealthy and powerful. His images were sensual, raw, intimate, and unapologetically erotic. Julian stood near the large industrial windows, adjusting softbox lights with practiced precision. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with sharp, chiseled features, dark hair stre

“Good girl. Now go make breakfast. Naked. I’ll be down in a minute.” Down in the large gourmet kitchen—granite counters, stainless steel appliances, the island where they used to eat family dinners—Lila moved around completely bare. Every step reminded her of the cum still leaking slowly from her pussy. She started coffee, cracked eggs for omelets, her breasts swaying as she worked. The vulnerability made her feel exposed and strangely powerful at the same time. Kai appeared in the doorway, wearing only low-slung sweatpants, watching her with dark approval. He crossed the room and pressed up behind her at the stove, his hard cock nestling against the curve of her ass.

Why was it that he could show off his body while she felt she had to hide hers? Just as one of the women had pointed out earlier, the liveliest spot on the beach revealed Raiden himself, lounging back in a beach chair with his eyes closed, as a group of women pampered him with massages and playful caresses in his characteristically relaxed and flippant manner. And that woman, carefully carrying a drink and even feeding him—wasn’t that Skyler? Clad in a milky white bikini that accentuated her porcelain skin, she exuded both an air of innocence and a subtle hint of seduction.

I dart forward but she raises it higher and away as she snorts, “Hey, what’s the rush? If you badly wanna see yourself, I could send it to you as well” I shiver and pull back, fear and anxiety feasting on my mind and chest as I pensively watch Kitra lower the phone for me to see. “Don’t you just look like you’re having fun?” She grins heinously and my shifty eyes flit to the flat screen. ‘Himari, don’t!’ Runa bellows, but I’m already staring at the illicit image of myself splayed on a bed in my pink underwear, and two muscly shirtless men holding possessively onto my body as they’re laid on both sides of me.

“Come on. I’ll show you.” They walked around the large room slowly, and Adam looked at the almost life-sized black-and-white photos. The men in them were athletes, strong and muscled, and Katie had made them look like Greek gods. When they got to the one of Nick, Adam stopped, stunned. His friend looked like he was literally flying through the air, his leg extended, the curve of every muscle visible. “My God, Katie. This is incredible. I think it’s my favorite.” Her eyes were warm. “But you haven’t seen yours yet.”

It made Kane smile more than he expected. Her red hair, still slightly damp from her shower, fell in loose waves around her delicate face. The oversized white t shirt she wore, his shirt, slipped off one shoulder, revealing pale freckled skin along her collarbone. Kane stood across the room, flipping another pancake onto a plate with easy precision. He wore nothing but grey sweatpants, his muscles shifting with each movement, calm and controlled. Mona blinked suddenly, realizing she had been staring. "Wow... you're so good at that?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

She hurried out of their room. There she suddenly bit her lip by accident. Hunter was cooking. He was topless and only wearing boxer briefs and he was wearing Katalina's pink apron. Katalina could only see Hunter's back because he was busy cooking food. Katalina suddenly sneezed. Hunter turned to her. The billionaire smiled at Katalina as he greeted her. "Good morning," said Hunter. Katalina couldn't move in shock. She was stunned by Hunter's handsomeness. She looked at him from head to foot.