Boyfriend Smut Novels & Stories

I like life to be simple yet this person want was to be humble We are men and in love at that, If it was weird and disgraceful to you, so what? I would always say it’s weird and cussed afterwards But my boyfriend would always replied with a mischievous smirk “Well, then let’s just make it weirder….” The End~

his fingers touched his lips, only to realize he had on an unconscious smile. He was smiling? Smiling? Of course he would smile. He was getting a VVIP thirst trap in his boyfriend's room, who wouldn't smile about that. Boyfriend. Heyy, that had an oddly satisfying ring to it, he got excited all on his own and was just about it speak. "K–" “Can't you just get on with it and quit showing off, you attention whore.” The room tightened up at once with his eyes widening. He hadn't said that.

Then I added a second finger and started fucking myself the way he had, deeper, curling up toward that spot that made my thighs shake. “Grant…” I whispered, voice already breaking. “Fuck… I am your sweet little cumslut…” I kept my face out of the frame like he ordered, only my full tits and the wet, messy movement between my legs showing on camera. My nipples were tight and dark, rising and falling with every shaky breath. I spread my knees wider so he could see everything, the way my pussy gripped my fingers, the shiny wetness coating them, the little clit that was already swollen and desperate.

I'm presuming this is the asshole boyfriend! I'm desperate to get rid of the smirk on the attractive boy's face. He has the audacity to touch what is mine. Because of the change in my manner, I can see Kyle on full alert as well. He knows I'm going to unleash my wrath on this jerk any minute now. "Elliot, this is Matt, my boyfriend. Matt, this is Elliot, my dearest best friend, who I'm telling you about." And fuck if I don't see red right now. I'm the best friend. The fucking best friend only, while the asshole is the boyfriend. I so badly want to kill the person who invented the word best friend! When can I ever get out of this best friend zone?

Mia reflected that maybe she’d stop bothering her about boys or friends now she had Savannah to quiz. “And who is this young man?” “Oh, this is Ryan Smith, my boyfriend.” Mia realised that this was the first time she’d heard his name. Blonde jock suited him better. Ryan extended his hand. “Nice to meet you, mam.” Carla took it, silently noting what a charming and polite young man he was. Mia however wanted to scoff. If only her mother knew what he’d done to her on the first day of school. She kept quiet though. She was sure there would be some way for her mother to take his side.

He stared coldly into the camera and said, "Sophie, I spent five years by your side. And in that time, you've harvested my organs over a hundred times. "You're incredibly cruel. You're not even human. "My original loved you so much, did so much for you—and you threw it all away for some other man. You will never be happy again."

I seethed, spitting in his face. An angered smile sparked on his face. His gaze slowly averted to my hand. He grabbed one of my fingers, then twisted it until it cracked. Pain shot through me, and I could barely move in that chair. My head felt light, almost like I was going to pass out. "Hey, you've always loved painting, haven't you? Imagine if you could never hold a brush again, Winnie. I'll give you one last chance. We've been together for five years, and I don't want to push you too far.

Zach kept texting me like a madman, each one more frantic and incoherent than the last, to beg for my forgiveness. [Cathy, I’m sorry! I was wrong. I was so, so wrong!] [I didn’t know they would do that to you. I didn’t know how much you suffered. I was blind! I was an idiot!] [Cathy, it’s always been you. I love you. I’ve always loved you. Will you please forgive me and come back to me?] I stared at the screen as the messages kept coming. It did not move me in the slightest. I felt nothing.

A familiar voice questioned and disrupted the semi-detailed explanation I was about giving her about my experience up until this morning. In no time, Mason appeared in view from my screen but had his back to me as he hovered around her with her face he suddenly cupped in his arms while I laid with a raised brow watching the two love birds until I thought it weird to lay in bed and watch my best friend and her boyfriend make out. “P3rverts!” I muttered to myself before hitting the end button and burying my face deep into my pillow but regretted it all too soon as my nose immediately picked up the same scent my lungs got filled with last night.

he is stunned but didn’t utter a single word of agreement. “Why are you so annoying?!” He now frustrates Sam; he doesn’t know how to cope up with this anymore. “Do you want me to be your boyfriend then?” his eyes would likely to pop out when hearing that from him! From his voice, body and richness. . . he is one of a kind. Sam is startled when he completely strips out his boxer and revealing his big member. He smirked, “want to join me. . . Mr. TOP streamer?” he is being sarcastic as he is now stroking his member in front of the camera, while pinching his nipples.