Pete Wentz Nude Novels & Stories

"Did they say what the hell they were thinking trying to rape those women?" The cop just frowned and shook his head in disgust. "Hey! I didn't rape no one!" the man in the bed growled. "No? You seemed to be preparing to," Hannah retorted. "Nah, Pete just wanted to have a little fun with the bitches. You know, feel them up a little! They had huge titties! Pete likes big ones like that! If they liked it maybe they'd do something nice for Pete, ya know what I mean?" he said with a grin.

I’m already under the shower, the hot water flowing down my shoulders. He looks at me. He sees me naked. But nothing. No reaction. Not a beat of desire. He comes in anyway. He helps me lather my body, caressing me gently. But he doesn’t even get hard. His movements are empty. His gaze is elsewhere. I turn slowly, my expression hard. — You don’t want me anymore, I whisper. Even that, you can’t give me? He lowers his eyes. Ashamed. Lost. — I’m sorry.

I’m not even embarrassed now, my pink slit swollen and glistening, flushed with need. He bends and sucks my clit for a moment, making me cry out once more with pleasure. Then, Pete grins again and I hear the jingle of his belt buckle and the zipper of his pants. They fall to the ground and I rouse myself to see what he’s revealed. “Oh my god,” I whisper. My jaw drops open at the size of his cock because he must be at least nine inches and as thick as a soda can. I can’t fit that in me!

He wasn't as big as Jared but it was still a nice big cock to fill me up. I started moving my body up and down, grinding my hips and bouncing to a good rhythm and giving the guys a good show. My tits were still glistening from the water in the shower, bouncing up and down as I fucked. Another guy approached, I recognized him from the party; he was the shy guy, Pete, who watched me get fucked until I wanked him off. He stood in front of me and I grabbed his cock in my hands, wanking him as I fucked the other guy. Pete's eyes were fixated on my tits, clearly enjoying the show.

I pleaded, but it seemed like my pleas weren't needed. "Do you think she wouldn't have done that if she could?" Pete asked and kicked the door open with force. Tyler emerged from the hut naked. I couldn't stand that irritating sight. "He is having sex with that witch." I rhetorically whispered in Pete's ear. Immediately, Zina came out full-naked too. I covered Pete's eyes to avoid him seeing that forbidden body of hers. I gently pushed the pets back so that we could stay away from the fornication ground.

Terri quietly recalled. Terri tearfully continued, "Then he took me to his photographer friend named Pete Jensen and made me pose naked while many pictures were taken of my body. They even took many close ups of various parts of my body. I don't think I have to tell you which areas of my body they zeroed in on."

one of the old guys said. Pete was one of those single-minded guys. When he started something, he kept going to the end. He never missed a beat, pounding me hard, pulling on my hips like handles. I don't know what he was looking at. Part of me felt like I should stare at the ground in shame, but I found myself locking eyes with the men watching us fuck. I licked my lips and moaned a bit, feeling aroused by the exhibitionism. One of the caddies started playing with himself through his pants. I moaned harder. It was getting difficult to focus on their faces as I felt my pleasure mounting. I felt Pete getting close, so I closed my eyes and concentrated on the sensations in my cunt, and the feel

Pete said as he walked towards Jess. "So you think because I slept with you, I sleep with every man I spent time with? " Jess asked. “I’m not a cheating bastard like you.” "Who knows if you were even a virgin? Maybe you set it up to fool me. I have to give you a standing ovation. I would never have pictured you as a common hoe. I guess they come in all shapes and sizes," Pete said, clapping his hands slowly.

Papa’s shout distracted us. I looked to the side and saw Papa looking disapprovingly at us, his open laptop in his hands. A normal person would be embarrassed to have their father catch them making out, let alone making out with one man while another is behind you getting handsy. I, however, am not a normal person. I’m Zoe Petridis, and the Goddess saw fit not to give me a sense of shame or embarrassment. Instead, I focused on Papa’s laptop screen, where I caught a glimpse of my Mama.

"Oh, yes. I knew I was right." The spankings resumed and Tracie felt the throbbing in her cunt reach almost unbearable proportions. As her body began to shake with the effort to control herself, Pete tossed the glove onto the bed and climbed onto the bed in front of her. His cock was swollen and throbbing, the head a dark purple glistening with precum. He moved so his groin was directly in front of Tracie's mouth. "Would you like to come, princess?" His voice was like a soft caress.