Skins Katie Fitch Novels & Stories

It cost her a fortune, but Katie knew that it was exactly what she needed to do what she wanted to do. On the Sunday after church her parents went to a big family barbecue, but Katie feigned sickness and stayed at home. She changed into her sexy underwear, did her hair and makeup and set up Chris's tripod with her camera. She took all her ideas from Mr Miller's p**n photos and she ended up taking 50 photos of herself in various stages of undress. She chose her favourite dozen photos and put them in a folder called Katie on her memory stick. In the folders on Mr Miller's computer there'd also been a text file on each woman with phone numbers, information about when they'd met and any other in

I said, narrowing my eyes, “if you tell me the real reason you want to go, maybe I’ll consider it.” She smiled nervously. “What reason? I just want to have fun! Jeez, what are you thinking?” “Nothing,” I said, pretending to believe her. She suddenly nudged me, motioning toward the door. Standing there were The DIVAS including Kathryn. Kathryn wore a mini black leather skirt with a silky crop top jacket that revealed her flat stomach. Her sky blue sneakers and heavy makeup screamed attention. Beside her, Jessica wore a tight mini dress. They all strutted in confidently, soaking up the spotlight.

Katie stood and I got ready to knock when she stripped her shirt off. My hand froze inches from the door when I saw she wasn't wearing a bra. I took in the smooth flawless tan skin of her back and yearned to place a soft kiss between her shoulders. Katie tossed her head and her long blond hair cascaded across that perfect skin. I swallowed hard and could feel a warm sensation building between my legs. Katie turned sideways and I caught a quick glimpse of her small, perky little tit. Compared to her tan skin they looked milky white and I was just able to get a look at a tiny pink nipple, before she saw me. Katie released a startled yelp and instantly crossed her arms over her tits.