Wil Wheaton Nude Novels & Stories

Subject: What The Public Doesn’t Know About Nathan Carter I attached three things—screenshots of shady financial transfers Nathan had made over the past year, a recording of one of his private calls where he discussed buying off a whistleblower, and a still from the security footage—Nathan with that woman, her skirt hiked up, his hands all over her. I didn’t press send yet. Not yet. Timing was everything. But I was ready. The world adored Nathan. They saw him as powerful, charismatic, a corporate god. Let’s see how they feel when I strip him bare.

The music stopped. A tense hush fell over the hall. Every wolf sensed the danger tearing through the room’s laughter and clinking sounds. Elena Monroe stopped at the entrance. Then her image flashed across the giant screen. The room vibrated with whispers and disbelief. It was clear for everyone to see. Her body was exposed under harsh light. Another followed. Her nude photographs, displayed without mercy. Laughter rose. Elena’s hands dug into the folds of her dress. Her pulse raced, and her wolf whimpered, bruised by betrayal.

“Why don’t we take a look at the footage? If he really did it, we won’t keep him around!” Dad thought about it and prepared to get the security footage. But Susan immediately screamed, “No!” “Mom, I was unclothed. How can they see that? I don’t want that!” she wailed. Her face was red from embarrassment, and she looked at me with outrage, as well as hatred, in her eyes. I did not know where this hatred came from. This was my home, and I was a girl. Not to mention, I had not even spotted her. Even if I had, both of us were girls. What was the big deal?

Nate found his technique amazing. While still lost in the attention he was paying to her vulva, with his free hand he took off her shoes. Then with both hands pulled her pants and panties completely off her body. Within some minutes of sitting down on the office chair, the lady was naked completely lost in the sensation of the doctor hands and mouth all over her slim small breasted body. Her body was as gorgeous as her face. By then Nate was sure they didn’t know he was in the hospital.

“Of course, we would never have touched a dirty creature like you, you stupid bitch! Having another man touch and lick your body disgusts me. Do you think I’d want Arthur to fuck you? He deserved someone as pure as he was.” “So those pictures you set up on my computer? What was that about?” “Ahh…” he said with a grin. “You found my surprise. I want to show the world what a slut you are. Having sex on the patio and without your curtains drawn are the actions of a whore. Now the entire world will know.” He laughed out loud, thinking that his plan worked. But the computer did not immediately connect to Owen’s Wi-Fi, so his plan to email Regina’s naked pictures to every news station did not happ

Wayne was a stallion, and he had made sëx so beautiful she couldn't ask for more. He had tattooed every inch of her body with kisses, riding her to peaks of ecstacy that had left her breathless and bereft. She sighed and pushed the covers off her body. She put on her robe, knotting it loosely at her front. She opens the nightstand and rummaged through for some contraceptives. She took some pills and threw it into her mouth. Selene uncap a bottle of water and gulped down some of it. The bathroom door opens and Wayne steps in shirtless with a towel draped around his waist.

The group of men subconsciously swallowed. "Goddamn it! Clear some space, guys. We've got to snap a few photos for our buyer," the man declared as he retrieved a camera and started taking pictures. The photos were promptly sent to Ava's phone, and she proceeded to show them to Lena. Lena ignored the photos and just continued to watch the scene unfold in the corner on the second floor of the abandoned warehouse. She didn't like this at all. It was Xenia's idea to take nude pictures of Ginger and to humiliate her.

Whisper the dirty things we would do to her while we fucked the shit out of each other. I paused at the door and watched Charlotte stand up from her chair and stretch. She raised her arms over her head, pushing her huge tits out. They looked like they were ready to fall out of her skimpy top and I had the brief thought of standing behind her and untying it. Letting it fall away so Jack, who would be in front of her, could... I hurriedly shoved my key in the door and let myself in. It had been a long time since I had been with a woman and normally didn't think about it that much. Lately though, my mind had been going down that path quite often. Probably because tomorrow was national nude day,

I recognized him right away, even with the lower half of his face hidden and his eyes half-closed. Shane Wilson. The Shane Wilson. Billionaire tech mogul. Media darling. Tabloid king. And right now—naked. In bed. With me. Oh God. I was feeling numb in the head and bones, my brain overcast with fog, and was panting for my life. Fragments of last night struck me, like shards of broken glass in my brain. Melissa had dragged me out. “One evening, Lucy,” she had told me. “Just have fun and try to stay alive for one night.