Taylor Starling Nude Novels & Stories

He reached for me again, fingers brushing my arm. I jerked away like his touch burned. “Don’t touch me!” My whole body trembled now, adrenaline surging. “You love me? Then why hide this? Why lie about who you are?” Taylor chuckled low, pushing off the bed and standing, the sheets falling away completely. He didn’t seem fazed by his nudity, crossing his arms over his chest. “Come on, princess. Drama much? It’s 2025—people experiment. Doesn’t mean he’s gay. Bi, maybe. Whatever.”

Her hips rolled, chasing the pleasure, breath coming in those little gasps that made my blood rush south. I knew her. Not personally, but I'd jerked off to her videos more times than I cared to admit. Tiffany Voss. The Tiffany Voss—porn star who'd vanished from the industry six months ago amid some scandal. Here she was, next door, fucking her own fingers like she needed it bad. Her body tensed, thighs quivering as she came, a sharp cry escaping her lips. She didn't stop, riding it out, then slowing, chest heaving.

"I pretended to sleep though. I would be awake every night, expecting him to come. He sucks cunt so good, Nurse Taylor. Holding my legs apart while he suckled on my swollen clit. It's so hard pretending to sleep when your cunt's being eaten." Taylor's eyes dropped to my crotch when I said that. Her nipples were still hard, so erect and pointed they could poke out an eye. My breath got fast, the air in the room getting thick. "I like it when he does those nasty shits to me." I blurted out before I could clamp my mouth shut. "Sometimes I wish he'd just shove his cock in me when he finishes sucking my pussy." Taylor's face flamed bright red, her thighs bumped together, obviously grazing her cli

“Watching a movie. Loud one.” Jake frowned. “With the door locked? And it sounded like a girl.” Greg shrugged. “Adult movie. Needed privacy. You’re early.” Jake tried to peer past him. “Why’s your room locked if you’re in my old—” The door had swung open a little more. Taylor’s pink shorts were visible on the floor. Jake’s eyes widened. Then Taylor decided fuck it. She stood up naked, cum streaked across her body and walked to the door. Jake’s mouth dropped open.

Connor said, and he and I switched places. "Wait, can you both at least get naked. I would like to taste Wade while you go down on me, Connor. I want your cock in my mouth Wade while I ride Connor's mouth," Taylor commanded. My cock has been trying to burst free from my pants this whole time. There was no way I was going to deny her. "As you wish, you little seductress," I cooed as I stood and stripped bare, my cock jutting out to attention right before Taylor's eyes. Taylor licked her lips as she watched me crawl back up onto the couch.

I sat on the stool before the counter and poured myself some cold water. I swirled liquid around in the drinking glass, staring at the water whooshing. Unconsciously my mind flashed back to Taylor standing on those stairs. She was barely footed like she stepped out of a beach. The lighting in the room made her skin glow. With those tiny shorts on, I couldn't keep my eyes off her long slender legs. She rested on the railing of the stairway like a doll delivered on a pink package.

I start scrolling and sure enough, there is a picture of me, a naked picture of me that has gone viral. I have no idea when this picture was taken, but it looks like it's in Mack's old living room. I'm sitting naked on the table, legs spread with my hand between them. My eyes are closed and my head is leaned back, pushing my breasts forward. It's obvious that it's a screenshot from Mack's Instagram account. His handle name is right on the top. The caption makes me start to hyperventilate. News Four Sports Producer by day, soccer groupie by night…Tiffany Wendel is the reining champion of the Texas Mutiny's Blow Job Races. Easy on the eyes and easy in the bedroom. She's the man of Rowen Flanig

I checked out myself once more, and nodded satisfactorily. “Let's go make our sugar daddy happy” I tapped the mirror, imagining I'm tapping my shoulder, and with that, I headed out. ••••••••••••• Third person's point of view. Stella stepped out of the bathroom, dressed in her red lingerie, wearing a cat ears hairband on her head, and sat on a large fluffy pillow that was just right at the corner of the bathroom door. Her body leaned forward a bit, with her hips raised sexily, and her boobs pushed up to make her look even more seductive.