2 Girls 1 Guy Novels & Stories

the taller one observes. “Have you been keeping an eye on me?” I sarcastically scoff, lazily pushing strands of hair behind my ear. “Everyone keeps their eyes on the good stuff.” They both sit down on the couch beside me without asking, their hands starting to explore my torso. “You’ve certainly caught every girl’s attention,” they point out, stating the obvious. “You see that guy over there?” The girl on my right motions to a shy guy who’s staring in our direction. “The one with buzzcut,” the other girl adds.

The shocking thing was that a man was sucking her while she was hanging from the bar. The other girl was doing the complicated juggling, jumping and holding on, without disturbing her bar partner, and when she performed an absurd movement and went down to the floor, putting both feet on the carpet, her position made it easier for the man who was sucking her to fuck her. “ Wow!” Gasped Lara. And her friends were thinking the same thing. A beautiful Asian girl approached the three of them who were standing like three goofy girls still standing near the door. She smiled and invited them to make themselves comfortable there.

Gabriel’s two friends are also with her. But I'm sure she itself is my partner for ad cause she is wearing a pink knee length beautiful frock and has done her hair nicely. The other two girls are wearing jeans and t-shirts. The three of them stop walking and freezes on spot with widened eyes as they see us. I think they also didn't know I'm her partner. " Hey guys ! C'mon..", Riley squeals waving at them. The three of them looks at each other and starts murmuring something. I look at Ethan and he has a similar surprised expression.

the boy replied. "Huhhh!!!" The two girls screamed. "I'm glad you're okay with that, but your mistaken" the cutting boy said. "What do you mean by that?" The boy asked. "We aren't really using all the girls, it's only two" the cutting boy replied. "Huh!" The boy said in surprise as he looked at him and said "If you are using two girls, who is the other one going to be, it would have to come from the boys, but who?"

Three of them were girls and two were boys—yes, only two boys, because Joe was gay and the loudest among them. She quickly grabbed her comb and mirror, fixing her hair, which wasn't even messy to begin with. They were all high school students attending the same school. Only she and Brent were classmates; the others were in different sections. She placed the comb and mirror back into her small shoulder bag and waited for Joe and Nick to arrive. The girls were seated on a large fallen tree trunk while Brent was perched up in the tree, still absorbed in his comics. They soon spotted their two friends approaching on bicycles. The three girls exchanged glances and smiles, but hers faded as the bi

I like her. “Just go back to the water and get towels and some food. We will take care of her,” a third girl says, as she shoves the guys away. She has beautiful dark skin and thick, curly hair. The guys sulk, and make their way back toward the water. I begin to relax a little. I’m not sure why I feel so scared of the men.

So there were two girls in a sixty-nine, sucking one another off, while two other girl's fucked their asses. I looked around for the last remaining girl (as best I could with a cock in my mouth). I saw the lone dissenter, sitting at the table, mouth agape, trying to figure out what was going on. But one girl in her thirties was missing. I looked around, and then suddenly, caught a glimpse of her under the table. She was laying underneath the pink haired girl, sucking her cock and rubbing her own asshole with her fingers.

Reluctantly, I pulled away from the girl in the short skirt and went over to help. Once the tents were up, Gavin wasted no time heading inside. He had already brought three girls with him. "Chester, I'm getting started. The rest are all yours." I glanced around and saw that four women remained, each one distinct in her own way. One carried a mature, elegant air, another was bold and fiery, a third had a softer, more composed presence, and then there was the girl in the short skirt. They walked toward me, smiling in a way that made their intentions clear.

The girl standing alone is looking at the other girl accusatorily and the guy had his head hung low. "I bet he cheated and she's going to throw the coffee at him" As I finish speaking she throws the coffee but instead of the guy she throws at the girl and the guy throws himself in front of her ending up soaked instead. The poor girl just stands there her eyes turning a darker shade of red at the edges. She slaps the guy and at that moment another girl runs to her side, checks for any sign of physical injury and throws one last glare at the other girl then drags the girl who is now sobbing away.

“Is that bad?” The other three people standing with this girl didn’t seem to get why it was funny either. They had tight-lipped smiles on their faces but said nothing. Only one of them, a guy who was fairly young looking, like maybe he was a freshman, looked at all interested in what was going on.