Pete Wentz Nude Novels & Stories

“Stop pretending Pete, I know you are interested, we are both single so why not?” “Get out!” He said harshly. I managed to remove my eyes from his body and looked at the towel around his waist. There was a huge bulge in the middle and I knew I was going to get what I came for, all Pete needed was a little persuasion. I unzipped the front of my blouse and pulled it off then stepped out of my mini skirt. I hadn’t worn any underwear. Pete’s eyes widened as he stared at my firm breasts, and huge pointed nipples, then he looked over my body and I heard him swallow loudly with nervous desire.

Peter was a nice man. "Was that man your husband?" Peter asked with a bitter voice. "No, he is not. But he is the father of my child." Celestine stated the truth. "Call me if you need any help. I am going to the restaurant." Peter cut the call in a hurry. Celestine then lay down on her bed to take a nap. ~~~~~~ Brad and Lisa arrived at their house after a long drive. Lisa stepped in and stretched her arms revealing her soft skin. Two strong hands pinned her to the wall.

The next thing Calley heard was Nelly exclaiming: “Hey—oh my god! Why is there a nude painting of you up there?!” She laughed at Nelly’s reaction. Somehow, she’d expected this. “Do you like it?” Nelly instinctively stepped back and rubbed her arms as goosebumps ran down her skin. “Dear Lord, my hair’s standing! Caty, who the heck did you strip for to paint that?!” Nelly then turned to her with wide, almost tearful eyes. “Why would you pose naked for a painter? Does Ser Phill know about this? Why would you do this, Caty? He’d be devastated if he found out—”