Boyfriend Smut Novels & Stories

At least, I should keep my friendship instead of thinking of love that is not for me. "Fine, I admit, I am in love with him, please don't tell him, I will just avoid him." "No way, you will have to be my girlfriend or I will tell everyone?" "Must I be your girlfriend? I could do all your chores, I could be your SM." "What is SM?" "Your school maid!" He laughed at my words. "Bullying is not in the picture, Cameron will get mad at me but you acting as my girlfriend will make him green with evil, jealous, and then..."

Dove gasped in surprise. She did not believe that Clara would find Marble here. Clara continued to stare at the boy beside the table. She wished to know all the information about this person. She must get her Marble back. Suddenly, Clara turned to continue eating hotpot, not daring to look at the table anymore. She did not expect that the person sitting with that guy was Chris - her ex-boyfriend from high school.

Her nose implant was knocked clean off. "You bitch! How dare you cheat on me? You're that desperate for action, huh? You even got me infected with syphilis! I'm going to fucking kill you, you bitch!" Joseph lost it, too. He started kicking Mabel's stomach over and over. "Bitch! If it weren't for you, Stephanie would never have broken up with me! If it weren't for you, I'd already be the chairman of Empire Group! "Go to hell, you fucking slut!"

As I began processing his payment, Harriet quickly messaged me through our system and said, "Hey, isn't this your boyfriend?" I didn't reply to her message. She must have made that comment based on our behavior towards each other. I wanted Sebastian to leave before saying anything. He took his card, placed the rose in front of me, and slid it towards me, almost causing it to fall into my lap. Then he turned and left. I swiftly removed the rose from my desk, as our workplace had implemented a rule against entertaining visits from our romantic partners during work hours. This rule was put in place because of Sebastian's past behavior when he embarrassed me a few months ago. I placed the rose o

I paused when I saw his eyes widen as I spoke. " I really would love it if you would be my boyfriend - for two weeks, a week, a few days... Even if it's for a day - even if you just get to be called my boyfriend officially just for a day, I don't care." I said and licked my lips nervously as he stared at me. I knew whenever I licked my lips it turned him on, but I wasn't doing this on purpose. His face suddenly turned into a frown and he passed his hands through his hair.

The most important thing was satisfying myself after such a frustrating morning. “Damn, Jack…” “Shit, Zoe. Your pussy is driving me crazy! I want to touch it!” Jack growled, and I knew he was also doing something to his dick. If he were here, I’d gladly do something for him with my tongue and lips. “You can touch it…” I sped up my finger movements and knew I’d soon get what I needed, “Please touch me!” “Yes, Zoe. I’ll do it…” Shit, I was about to climax just from my fingers and Jack’s voice on the video call.

I opened my wallet and took out all the cash inside. A total of 273 dollars. I handed it over to the manager. "Keep the change." The moment she saw the money, she pushed the boy toward me like he was a hot potato. And just like that, I "bought" myself a boyfriend. Yes, I bought Ben Kent and took him home so he could be my boyfriend. I guess his name was chosen because it was simple, something people could easily make up. Why did I go out and get a mentally-challenged guy as my boyfriend?

“I wasn’t doing that. Why would I—“ I grit my teeth when his smirk returns. “Why would I do that when there’s nothing to get over?” “Oh?” He arches a brow. I shiver when his hand touches my chest, my breath hitching as it slides lower…lower, his fingers brushing against the waistband of my pants. And then his hand slides in. Fuck. Fuck— My cock twitches so hard I feel it through my whole body. Caleb grabs my chin with his other hand, his mouth inches away from mine. “Tell me,” he rasps thickly as his fingers curl around my dick. My eyes roll back as he strokes me once. Just once, and I’m close to losing my mind. “Tell me that you weren’t using her to get over and I’ll stop.”

he whispers when he pulls back. “I love you too,” I whisper back. Then my lips pull at the corners as I add, “boyfriend.” He grins, then reaches between us, his finger lightly touching my clit while he adjusts his angle inside me. “Then let me make you feel good, girlfriend.” I think I’ll like this. A lot.

“Take this fat cock while your boyfriend is away. You love being a filthy little slut behind his back, don’t you?” “Yes,” I cried out, wrapping my legs around his waist. “I love it. Fuck me harder. Make me your dirty secret.” He pounded into me faster, the wet slapping sounds of our bodies filling the room. His hand reached down to rub my swollen clit. “That is my nasty girl. Scream for this dick. Tell me how much better it feels than your boyfriend’s pathetic cock.” “So much better,” I moaned loudly. “Bigger… thicker… deeper… oh god, I am going to come again already.”