Kson Nude Novels & Stories

“Strip slowly for me, baby. I want to watch.” Knox’s hands shook a little as he pulled his shirt over his head. His muscles flexed under the tattoos on his chest and arms. Layla sat on the edge of the couch, her legs crossed, and her eyes roaming over him like she owned every inch of him. He kicked off his shoes, then shoved his jeans and boxers down. His cock sprang free, thick and hard, the tip already shiny with precum.

He said as his weight lifted from the bed, gorgeous ass naked. Lola almost drooled from the male specimen perfection before her. She did not realize that she had picked up the call until Xena’s voice came through, making her bite her lower lip and call herself back to order. Noah was her husband for crying out loud and even before now, she had seen him naked a handful of times during their stay together at the penthouse in Rosewoods. “HELLO??. LOLA?!.” Xena’s high-pitched, abnormally louder voice brought Lola back from Noahderland.

Krista exclaimed in well-acted shock. "Just some pictures I had laying around. I thought maybe it was time they saw the light of day." I reached down to the pile of pictures at Donna's feet, pulling out a truly damning picture. In it Donna was leaning back in a hot-tub, her arms stretched across the back, eyes closed. Her breasts were well up out of the water, and her nipples were clearly hard. Krista was standing between her legs, and leaning towards her, naked as the day she was born, her delicious ass just hovering at the top of the water.

The salty taste of him filled me, and I hummed in approval, the vibration making him buck his hips. Behind me, Kane shed his clothes, his body a mirror of Kade's—broad shoulders, rippling muscles, and a cock just as impressive. He knelt on the bed, his hands gripping my ass cheeks, spreading them apart. "Such a pretty pussy," he murmured, his breath hot against my skin. Then his tongue was there, lapping at me from behind, long, flat strokes that had me moaning around Kade's cock.

And Kyle, 29, the quiet one with a gym-rat body and the biggest dick of them all — easily ten inches and beer-can thick. They circled me like predators. “Strip,” Jax ordered. I peeled off my tank top and shorts, my hands trembling as I did. Not because I was scared and was unsure about this. No. Because I was fucking excited this was real. Next, I was standing completely naked in front of them, my seven-inch cock rock hard and pointing straight up. They whistled appreciatively. “Pretty little birthday boy,” Clinton growled, palming my ass roughly. “This hole is about to get destroyed. Are you ready?”

K reached for the hem of Jesse's Nirvana shirt and pulled it up over her arms and head, now completely bare and undressed right in front of Jesse. He stopped for a moment to look at K, worshipping her beauty. Her eyes ignited and sparked fire - despite its cool, blue, ocean shade. Her slightly parted lips were a deep shade of pink from kissing, while her cheeks were flushed into a faint rose red color. Jesse fixed his gaze on hers as she levered her knees up, resting her palms on top of his shoulders as slowly sank herself down on him - slow, easy, steady.

He stopped and looked at his thigh that was filling up with his red mark, he smiled and looked at his husband who closed his eyes, so he stood up while taking off his necktie and he was naked when he lifted it up and then his belt so xiana looked at him . "Kino, we're in the living room" was a weak response to him due to fatigue "So what love? We're the only ones here" kino replied happily and xiana did nothing because her husband was already naked, kino slowly placed both elbows on xiana's side and looked at their son. "Who is cohan" kino just looked at him and kissed him on the lips. "Just hold him tight" was Kino's only answer and Kino slowly inserted his length into his wife and bit his

to be sacrificed to the Great Earth Mother. His skin was sheened with sweat, phallus jutting aggressively from the tangled mass of pubic hair, balls cushioned on the sheet between splayed legs. Karen smiled to herself as she shed her dress and knickers, seeing Sinclair’s weapon thicken at the sight of her naked breasts, slim thighs and wet pussy.

A soft moan slipped out before I could stop it. I bit my lip, eyes fluttering closed, chasing that edge, faster now, thighs trembling. So close. So damn close. Then I looked up. Knox was standing outside the window. Just beyond the glass, shirtless, swim trunks low on his hips, moonlight carving shadows across every ridge of muscle. Arms at his sides. Eyes locked on me. On my hand moving between my legs. On the way my chest heaved, robe gaping open, breasts spilling free.

"I said no, Kelsey." "Fine!" Kelsey whined as she placed her arms across her chest and childishly stomped her feet in annoyance. "I guess I'll just take this photo and send it to the press." She threatened while she held up a baby photo of Mason fully naked in a bathtub with his private part sticking out.