Peyton Kennedy Nude Novels & Stories

Kaylee and Sophie helped, shoving his jeans down to his ankles His white briefs were tented already, poor thing was hard from fear. We ripped those down too. He stood there completely naked, hands flying to cover his crotch, and his skinny legs trembling. His cock was hidden behind his palms, but the rest of him was on full display, his narrow hips, flat ass, that sad little happy trail leading nowhere. Kaylee zoomed in with her phone. “Smile for the camera, virgin. Say cheese...”

They were standing, holding drinks in their hands, looking like they were at a party. The next photo showed the blonde woman sitting on a couch. This time she was naked, her legs spread, and her pussy was shaved like it said in the ad. The third photo showed Greg. He was sitting on a deck chair by a swimming pool, naked as well, his erect cock flat against his belly.

She sneered Kennedy was too weak to stand, she knew trouble was coming and her voice was low to call for help, but. “He chose me." She managed to whispered Brenda smiled gently, "Hope you don’t mind me seeing you naked." With the words already spoken, she could say nothing more and could only force a smile and nod her head. After she agreed, Brenda moved closer and began unbuttoning her clothes. To avoid awkwardness, Kennedy closed her eyes and didn't notice Brenda's lingering gaze as she undid the buttons. Brenda bit her lip, her expression not exactly pleasant. If she hadn't seen wrong, Alpha Tyler had been holding a wet towel to wipe her body, hadn't he?

Katelyn raised her head and saw that Hayley was lying back on the pillow with her eyes closed--- and she had passed out. Katelyn sat there staring at the young girl, trying to get her breathing back to normal. Suddenly, she had an uncontrollable urge to look inside Hayley's panties. She couldn't believe what she was about to do, but she felt powerless to stop herself. Slowly, very slowly, she pulled on the silky material until it was hugging Hayley's soft white thighs and the girl was exposed to her. Katelyn's blue eyes were fixated on the naked flesh that she had secretly stolen glances at from the hot tub. She reached down tentatively and spread the outer lips to peer into the innermost pa

“It was just crushed up Ibuprofen to break your fever.” “I feel much better.” “Of course you do,” he says, and peels his wet shirt off, draping it over the vanity. I stare at his washboard abs, the Celtic tattoo that curls around his nipple, and snakes down his side. I push myself on my elbows to get a better view. Looking me straight in the eye, he undoes his jeans and pulls them down, revealing his perfect ass when he turns around to drape his trousers next to his shirt. I wait for him to take off his underwear, but he doesn’t go that far. I already saw what he has to offer, and the man appears to be blessed in every way. The Gods were just showing off the day they made Kane Madden.

She pulls her glasses onto her face, her eyes still focused on the yacht we’re about to board. “Peyton, darling.” Gram pulls her eyes from the yacht and wraps an arm around Peyton. “Yes, Gram?” “Why is there nothing penis-shaped at this party?” “Gram, I never want to hear the word ‘penis’ from your mouth ever again.” Peyton shivers. “They’re ready for us!” Mom calls, taking the hand of one of the crew members as he escorts her up the stairs to the boat. Peyton excitedly claps before she throws the T-shirt at me. “Put it on, Preston. Let’s go celebrate one of my final nights as a Rhodes!” She runs away before she can hear any of my protests.

he reminded smoothly. Hailey froze, her eyes fixed on his strong fingers undoing his jeans. A slow, torturous reveal of the line of hair leading downward. She held her breath, waiting, waiting… Finally, he slid off his jeans, taking his boxer briefs with them. Hailey licked her lips nervously as Jayden stood bare in front of her, completely nude. He didn’t need to hide. Jayden was perfect—from his messy, sexy hair and piercing blue eyes to his golden, sculpted body.

I pulled back, cheeks pressing into the glass for a quick look. Then I saw them, Kennedy and that nitwit, completely naked. At first it looked innocent like they just needed to wash after practice. But then I watched them, rubbing their cocks together, water pouring over them from the shower. Kevin’s hands on their cocks rubbing and romancing them all over each other. His gaze locked on Kennedy whose lips were parted. Their thick veiny cocks sliding and grinding together, fat heads leaking precum, shafts throbbing hot and slick under the wate

The little cheetah blended in perfectly with all the stuffed animals, making it almost impossible for Colton to see. Kennedy squirmed as his parents tried to pull his clothes on and Colton stopped, letting out a breath as he looked at Timothy. "Why do kids like being naked?!" Colton asked, and Timothy threw his head back laughing before shrugging his shoulders. "I have no idea!" Timothy said as he managed to finally pull Kennedy's shirt over his head. Once they managed to pull his clothes on, Kennedy flashed an innocent smile at Colton, melting his heart, and making the Beta realize the little one already has him wrapped around his finger.

The screen was flooded with breaking news headlines. "HUG Partner's Son Crashes Out!" I scrolled down, and there it was—a censored photo of Drake, completely naked, running through the streets like a madman. A car followed behind him at a slow pace, headlights illuminating his deranged state. Apparently, he caused an even bigger scene at a second location, running into traffic and disturbing the peace. Then there was a live video of his arrest. He was fighting the cops—still naked—clearly out of his mind on whatever pills Damien had forced down his throat.