This is nothing new but still a great site. All hail Paris Hilton’s nipples.

You might recognize this girl from Transformers 3, her name is Rosie Huntington – Whiteley

Well this is what she looks like naked, lucky you. While we are at it, check out what pornstar Ashlynn Brooke looks like naked too.

It’s hard to believe that this sexy bitch popped out an Apple, and whatever the other child’s name is, and still looks this good.

She kissed a girl then shortly after took this picture.

Penelope Perky Tits Cruz

No suprise here but slutty Tila Tequila can be seen found naked online.

Let’s work from the bottom up here. She will need delicate feet with no lumps, bumps or hammer toes to speak of, so when she slips into those hot little lucite shoes with the five inch heels, they will be around a size six or so.

She will obviously need beautiful, long, thin but shapely legs so that we can imagine them being wrapped around our bodies. Her ass should be full but not too big, and certainly no cellulite will be allowed anywhere near it. We want to be able to enjoy it mentally as we imagine fucking her from behind with it sitting nicely up in the air.

A tight taut stomach is next on the agenda, maybe with a cute little piercing in the belly button for us to play with as we head on up to her very large, but not sloppy, perfect breasts with well defined nipples that will give us many hours of sucking and nuzzling pleasure.

Of course her face needs to be just beautiful, with full lips, high cheekbones and beautiful, expressive eyes that will simply adore us. Her hair should be lustrous and full, sleek and long, so that we can play with it while she goes down on us, which of course she will love doing and not be able to get enough of.

So in our imagination at least, it is very easy to come up with the image of the perfect porn star, and she is really not much of a monster at all. Now to get to the Internet to find her in the flesh.

In no time, he had exposed her tits, showing off her gorgeous nipples. Every man in the room was jealous as we watched him caress her breasts and suck on her nipples. The jealousy abounded dramatically when he began biting her, and twisting her nipples. She was not restrained, and after one particularly hard bite, she pulled away. He grabbed her by the hair and told her not to pull away from him again. Watching her self-control after that was an amazing sight – no matter what he did to her, she did not move.

Once her nipples were obviously sore and swollen and she was frequently crying out in pain, he began to use the strap and crop, holding her breasts so that the blows hit only her nipples and not the rest of her breasts. Tears started to form in her eyes as the pain slowly became unbearable, and yet she was obviously aroused, a fact confirmed when he lifted her skirt and exposed her soaking wet pussy.

Just when the crowd began to think this scene was coming to a close, the Dom took the aquarium tubing and began beating the rest of her breasts, leaving gorgeous red welts and darkening bruises. Her breasts began to resemble an abstract painting. Though she cried out in pain, her hips gyrated frantically with arousal, and her Dom eventually brought her to a loud orgasm while still whipping her tits with the tubing. She walked around for the rest of the evening with her breasts exposed as her Dom demanded, proudly showing off her marks and bruises to everyone. It was an extremely hot scene, and one that won’t be soon forgotten.

It was almost ten thirty at night and she still had a pile of reports to go over before tomorrow’s big meeting. Deciding to take a five-minute break, the voluptuous red head stood and stretched, and for some reason, cupped her full chest through her blouse, tweaking her quickly hardening nipples. All of the nervous tension in Marie’s body seemed to gravitated to her pussy, which right then was throbbing. All alone in her office and on the twenty eighth floor, Marie simply began to masturbate, unaware that the cleaning crew had left the blind up on her side window. The tall woman with the impossibly long legs kept one hand on her right tit, while she snuck her left down her blouse, down her crotch, then bent slightly to lift her A-line skirt.

Hand deeply squished, “ha-huffing” as she wriggled and writhed, Marie managed her manicured fingers up under the waistband of her pantyhose then down and splayed over her soaking panties. Somehow she snuck the tip of her finger up and in and when Marie touched just the very tip of the top of her pussy she came instantly, bucking wildly while standing at her desk.

The twenty-five year-old account executive collapsed back into her chair gasping for breath as the cool air wafted over her very satisfied pussy. An hour Marie snapped off the lights to her office and headed off for home to a hot bath, warm bed and a much-needed sleep.

Somewhat bleary eyed, Marie entered her office at exactly eight sharp to go over some notes for the morning’s meeting.

As was her routine, she checked her email, hoping for an important letter from the west coast office that would make her planned meeting today all that much easier. Passing over a few personal notes from friends, and frustrated her hoped for email hadn’t come Marie scrolled down to one last message with: ‘Thank you for last Night’ as its subject.

The screen filled with the message after she clicked on it: Thank you so much for the show, it was much more than enjoyable. Tell your cleaning staff to keep that side window blind up more often. You certainly have the body for an A-line skirt.

Your Voyeur.

Marie’s heart was beating a mile a minute as she gazed to her side, to the bare bright side window! Yes, there was an office tower across the way, but she’d never be able to tell who, of all the occupants, had stared at her last night. And even if she could, what good what that do her? The man obviously used binoculars-shit, was he a pro Peeping Tom?-seeing as how he related details of the type of skirt she was wearing. And if he could make out that much detail he obviously saw her face and connected her through the office webpage which had her email address and office extension.

The day passed quickly enough, the meeting went well, but through it all Marie thought about her personal voyeur and despite her revulsion, she had to admit she also felt titillated. So much so her pussy throbbed low and dewy all day.

Returning to the office at three thirty, again checking her email out of habit, Marie saw another strange subject line-TONIGHT?- to a message third from the bottom of her new ones. I see you’ve kept that blind up, could I be so lucky again tonight?

Smiling despite herself, feeling her nipples rising and her pussy flooding, Marie reached to the bottom drawer on the right side of her desk. Jim had given her binoculars as a present three months ago, promising to take her bird watching in Central Park on their lunch hour.

Jim and she had broken up a month ago, never giving Marie the chance to use the high-powered scope she plucked from the drawer.

She hit the reply button on her email and began to write.

Marie came into the room with the large china coffee tureen, carefully poured coffee into her employer’s cups, smiled then made to return to the kitchen. Audra stopped her pretty pale Filipino maid.

“Marie, dear,” the mistress of the house said, standing then. “Payton and I have something we’d like to give you.”

Marie sat the coffee pot on the corner of the table and turned to the couple.

“Ma’am?”

“Are you happy living with Mr. Walker and me?”

“I couldn’t be happier, ma’am,” Marie replied flashing her radiant smile to both the woman and man at the table.

“Well, dear,” Audra responded, “you have been with us exactly one year as of today, and Payton and I are just as happy with you.”

“Audra and I feel so good about the special bond we have all fostered,” Peyton said after sipping his coffee.

“Yes sir,” Maria said her chin slightly down as a blush spread across her face.

As Payton Walker continued speaking, Audra reached for a thin long box she had secreted under the table at the beginning of Marie serving dinner. The mistress of the house held the present to Maria, who took in with a wide-eyed happiness. “This gift is just a little token of our appreciation,” the bearded man finished.

As the two sixty year olds watched, Marie excitedly tore open her package.

“Wha…what is it?” the young woman tittered revealing a black leather harness lying in pink tissue paper.

“Here,” Audra said, standing and stepping to her maid.

“This fits around your waist and buckles right here in front,” the older woman explained, lifting the harness from the box. “This small plug slips into this sheath which allows it to remain inside of your vagina as long as you wear the harness.”

Marie looked hard at the present in Audra’s hand and felt the usual flood in her vagina when she was around these two. Yes fifty years her senior both, still Mr. And Mrs. Walker had awakened Marie’s sexuality this past year in a way the young woman could never have dreamed. Serving these people as they serviced her had been a whirlwind of deep sexual awakening and constant orgasms.

“May I, may I try it on now?” Maria asked, hoping to quench the heat riddling round her pussy and making her nipples stand on end.

“Of course you may,” Audra replied, “but before you do, Mr. Walker and I have one more request of you.”

“Anything,” Marie said.

“Well,” Audra went on, “as you well know, Peyton and I so enjoy your youth. We picked you to be our live-in as much because of your incredible references as from the fact that you are so sweet and so young,”

At this Marie blushed even deeper.

“We know you ARE not our daughter,” Peyton chimed in. “But we would like it if you maybe acted like you were, once in a while.”

“Could you call us mommy and daddy, tonight?” Audra asked.

The young girl began crying, ran to the woman in front of her and threw her arms around Audra’s neck.

“Oh, mommy thank you, thank you for my gift,” Maria began then turning to Peyton she added:

“Daddy I so like my gift, thank you, thank you.”

Breaking from her ‘mommy’ Marie stripped as she had done many times for this couple, coming to stand naked and slightly quivering before them. Audra helped her ‘daughter’ step through the leg openings of the harness and then carefully pulled it up the brown-skinned body before her until the plug was pressing gently against Marie hot bare front and the thin leather straps cut into the sides of her high little ass.

“So far so good,” Audra said softly, “okay now honey, let’s slowly insert the vibe…

Marie released a slight gasp as Audra adjusted the straps and fitted the nubby tip of the wide plug up into her sweet dewy opening.

“How do I look?” Marie asked executing a pirouette, “it feels fabulous.”
She was just adjusting fully to take the plug into tight wet vagina, when it suddenly began to vibrate. Marie nearly orgasm.

“Oh oh,” she moaned. “H…how did you…”

Audra held up a small remote as Peyton sat back and smiled. “Now my daughter…” Audra began, stepped back to the chair across from her husband, sat and hiked up her dress to reveal her own tight little vag…as usual the older woman was wearing no panties.

“…mommy needs you.”

It took Marie a little time to kneel, the vibe up her was more then a little distracting. As Peyton lean across the table to better his view his maid got into position in front of the spread long legs of his wife and he recognized the shutter in Marie as he realized she roped through what he hoped would be quite a few orgasms with that running plug vibe up her.

“Oh mommy,” the kneeling sweet girl said. “Oh Daddy.”

This really was a fine anniversary for them all: Peyton lifting his pounding cock out of his fly, Marie kneeling with the harness straps cutting into the sides of her sweet high cheeks, rolling through yet another orgasm, and Maria spread open and waiting as her maid/daughter-for-this-night kissed her way up into her pussy.

It was the usual crowd of three couples, fast friends all since they moved into this subdivision ten years ago. Gene and Marie’s backyard was the center of all get-to-gether’s and so comfortable were the six, that at the end of the summer of their first year, they started skinny-dipping at these summer pool parties. Cal was grilling the burgers and dogs, naked under his red, white and blue apron; Marie and Katie sat on the edge of the pool with their bare legs dangling over the edge, sipping on wine coolers while the water splashed close to their pussies; Minnie read her book at the cherry red table at the far eastern edge of the patio and Troy swam in the deep end. Gene’s bald head emerged from the water at the side of the pool where his wife sat, coming up right between her legs.

“Not now, not now,” she said, playfully rapping his glistening tanned plate.

“Oh come on,” the man said, lean his chin back down in the water and kissed up his wife’s thick spread thighs.

“Hey, Gene,” Cal sang out, “doesn’t this town have a zoning ordinance about eating pussy. “Katie leaned over to watch the skill of her best friend’s husband and gulped at the bottle she held. ”Cal, can we get a score here?” she asked swallowing sweet liquid as Marie squealed and peddled her feet in the water to the side of her hubby’s shoulders.

“That’s definitely a ten for pussy eating. All the judges agree.”

Again everyone laughed-even Gene-who was eagerly eating his wife’s crotch. No one was really surprised when Katie put down her drink, lean over and took one of Marie’s hard little nipples into her mouth. Such a languid summer scene; barbecue spitting, drinks clinking pool, the pool clear…and a pretty big-breasted woman getting her pussy eaten by a man in a pool while a woman sucked on her tit.

Troy came out of the pool, his thin seven inches bouncing and Cal lowered the jets, undid his apron and walked over to his best friend. Winnie stood, walked over to them both, reached down to give Cal’s thick eight inches a pull, smiled, then grabbed her hubby’s skinny cock and pulled him to the love-seat lounge.

Cal began jerking himself hard watching his wife suck that big tit, Gene in the water eating his own wife and his friends begin to fuck on the loveseat to his immediate right. Katie switched over to the other nipple.

“Close, baby?” she asked Marie. ”Keeping sucking,” Marie cooed as Gene looked up for a sec, smiled his fully glazed face and dove back down into his wife’s thick spread lips.

Seeing Katie move over to Marie’s other nipple, Cal began to furiously fist fuck his cock. Winnie mounted Troy who began flapping about on the love seat, but the tall blonde sat up high on his cock entering her and screamed: “Don’t you come, don’t you come until I tell you.” Everyone knew Winnie could be quite the dom bitch.

Cal stroked even harder when he saw the terror mixed with delight on Troy’s face. Marie flapped her wide ass on the pool tiles as Gene held the front of her fleshy thighs down with his hands and finally finally pushed his face all the way into her pussy. Katie for her part stayed on the left tit she was sucking as Marie obviously began to come, creating deep waves in the water around her hubby.

Val was bucking, trying to hold on, Minnie was pulling at her nipples and breathing loud. Cal began to come when he saw his wife reach down and put her whole hand into her spread shaved pussy. ”P-please…” everyone-expect Gene-growled.

Just another lazy Saturday afternoon in the suburbs.

“Babe” the tall black man said from the den. “The game just started here.”

Raising her voice the demure woman repeated: “Please, just a moment, please.”

“Val, wait ’til the quarters over, ok? We’ve got the ball on their thirty seven!”

Valerie shouted: ”Bradley Decker you get in her this instant, do you understand me?” Rolling his eyes yet hopping out of his resisting recliner, Brad waited for the next play-a screen pass for fifteen yards-then ambled down the hallway huffing. ”Ok, what can’t wait?” Sitting at her dressing table in just bra and panties, Brad’s short wife was running a brush through her fiery mane.

“Well,” the big man demanded, “Whaddaya need, let’s go, let’s go.” The round-faced woman finally turned to her husband. ”Be a sweetie and unhook my bra?”

“You got me in here for that, I’m watching a game Val!”

“I know, I know, but it will only take you a second and I’d really appreciate it, pleasssssssssse!” Shrugging his shoulders, Brad stepped further into the bedroom. ”Turn around,” he sighed. Coyly Val turned her freckled back as her husband reached to fumble with the two clasps directly under the center of her shoulder blades. Struggling for a few more seconds, the big guy stood back in exasperation. ”Jesus, Val, these things get more complicated all the
time.”

“Can’t you…” Val said, deftly reaching round to undo the hooks herself. “See?”

“Yeah, great, thanks for getting me in here for nothing.”

“I just thought…” the little woman said holding her 36double dee bra over her bountiful shelf of tits. “…forget it, just forget it. Go ahead, enjoy your game, we can talk later.”

“What?” Brad asked, truly exasperated. “What is it?” Bowing her head in fake distress, Valerie took a deep breath-expanding her already massive chest-then slowly lowered the white satin bra letting her big chest spill forth. As always Brad gave his wife’s round big boobs more then a passing gander. Five years into their marriage, three dating before that, Val’s meaty tits still gave him pause. Was that cheering he heard on the t.v.?

“I-I think I’m losing feeling in my nipples,” Val said pinching her erect little rosebuds. ”I….” the petite redhead added, her pointy chin down, a clutch in her throat.

“Baby?” Brad asked, kneeling to his wife then as the woman looked up with limpid forming pools in her big baby blues. He reached over and took the woman in his arms. ”Come on, come on.” Valerie hid her smile in Brad’s shoulder. Holding her off him Brad asked: ”How can I help baby, really, tell me how.”

“Well, I…well you know how sensitive my breasts have always been and how much I love you sucking my nipples,” she began as her husband’s eyes lit up. “Well, maybe, well, maybe if you could just, you know, maybe if you could just suck on them a little, just to…I, I’m sorry I shouldn’t have asked, the game is on and…”

“Ok, okay,” Brad replied, then suddenly remembering the game he added. “Definitely, let’s do that.” Leaning off his wife fully then, Brad smiled, dipped his bald head, angled his mouth to the big right breast Val was now holding to him and…. ”God!” Valerie sighed.

“Yorrm, hvrn rrr bsts tttss,” Brad said shoving as much of Val’s warm white tit in his mouth as he could. Valerie’s pussy was about to explode, not only because of her husband’s suckling-it did feel good-but for the fact that she was fully manipulating Brad’s Sunday football watching.

“Bradley, I-I…” she tried and the man finally lean back from suckling her breast.

“What, what babe?”

“Well…” she said sweetly. “…I definitely felt that, thanks, but I think I have another problem.”

“Jesus, Val,” Brad moaned, sitting back on his heels. “Now what?” Flashing her best big-eyed little-girl look Brad’s wife pulled her panties down revealing her bald drenched pussy and thickening clit. “It’s all wet and sticky, whatever am I going to do?” Aware now of the ruse, Brad smiled, stood up slowly and shucked down his dungarees and boxers. His big chocolate cock bouncing free, he took it in hand as his wife stood, slid down her panties, turned and put her palms on her vanity seat. As her husband executed slow steps closer, the little girl got up on tiptoes, spread her alabaster thighs, rolled her ass back and presented her pink chestnut to her hubby.

In a second Brad was up in her, another five he was buried to the hilt, his thick hot cock spreading Val’s hot wet little place from behind. ”Oh fuck,” he huffed, grabbing onto his wife’s hips. ”Better then the game?” Val asked as her husband’s big cock almost hurt it buried so deeply.

“I’ll make the second quarter, I’m sure,” Brad tittered, pushed himself all the way in as his wife screamed with the distant cheering on the t.v.