Boyfriend Wedgie Novels & Stories

With enthusiasm and eagerness to surprise my boyfriend at his place, I threw on a very skimpy skirt just the exact same one he likes so much, an easy shirt that wouldn't stand in our way if you know what I mean and a ridiculous amount of lipgloss to touch up my light makeup of mascara and a faint blush then headed over to his place just after picking up a medium sized cake. And, Guess who got surprised???? My heart stop beating when I pushed in through his door and my eyes met with his very shocked pair. I remained rooted to my spot but unfortunately for the cake, it had left my hand and fallen to the ground but that literally was the very least of my problems. Rowan was sweating and complet

Wesley stepped in front of me and glared at Sean. However, Sean sneered and decided to make things worse. “Wendy, after you break up with me, who else will want a used woman like you? If you apologize and beg me, I might take you back,” he said in front of everyone. For a moment, everyone was watching us. I felt like I was being humiliated. Then, without a word, Wesley clenched his fist and gave Sean a punch.

"We filled her drawer with condoms. Used condoms." Willow snorted, clearing her throat as Damien's lips twitched because this was not something that an adult should encourage. "That was so wrong of you!" She chastised after composing herself. "She sat me out so her son could play. She deserved it." He didn't seem the least sorry. Willow shook her head, suppressing a smile. Willow's brother, Freddy, was seventeen when he died and he too used to play football. He too used to be something like the kid sitting in front of her. She immediately felt a platonic affection towards the boy.

A month before my fiance, Dante de Rossi, and I were supposed to get married, he insisted on having a baby with his childhood friend, Isobel de Luca. I refused to agree to it, but he kept bringing it up every single day and stubbornly tried to persuade me. It was as if he were presenting a business deal that had to be accepted. Half a month before the wedding, I received an envelope from an anonymous sender. It contained a pregnancy report from a private hospital in Manhorne.

"Everything about this is complicated." "Speak for yourself, you're the one actually engaged now, to a woman who might be carrying your baby." "Fair point." The corner of his mouth moved, the almost-smile making its long overdue return. "At least you have that going for you. Comparatively normal problems." "My problems are extremely normal, thank you." "Boyfriend home for exactly one week, best friend forced into an engagement to avoid a family scandal. Very normal." "Best friend," I repeated, raising an eyebrow. "Upgrade from sister, I see."

She is looking at Vish. "Uhm.... Mary, by the way...." I pointed to Vish. "....By the way, he is Vish, my b–boyfriend," I said hesitantly but at least, I said it. Mary smiled at him. "You two are perfect for each other, sister," she said. I laughed weakly at what she said. Vish suddenly came to us and knelt down beside the child's wheelchair. "We look perfect together?" he asked. The girl happily nodded. "I like you, kid." I even saw him winked.

His low voice sounded more formal than she expected. "And the band's PR person, comfort specialist, and procurement expert extraordinaire," Krispin said while giving Wade a heavy pat on the back. "He makes our life easier all the way around. Do you by any chance have a younger sister, Jewel? He might not be so grouchy if we could hook him up with a sweet young thing." Jewel smiled at Wade. "Sorry, you're off the hook. I don't have a sister younger or older." "Thank God. Nothing personal, but the last woman they hooked me up with had a fire fetish and my eyelashes got singed."

Then he says to Georgia. “Wanna beg boyfriend for his cock?" He teased her before using the shock stick on her left buttock to zap her other cheek for another small moan. "I want your dick, please," Georgia said, begging Adam to let her have his big dick again. "That lil' pussy's getting moisty and tender," said Adam, as he noticed Georgia getting wet while pounded by the sex machine. "You're boyfriend's little beautiful slut, aren't you?" Adam whipped Georgia's left butt cheek before he cropped and sped up the sex machine to pound her aggressively, but not without Adam grabbing Georgia's right butt cheek and smacking it hard. "Boyfriend's slut!"

I turned the pages to the entries for this past year. Money spent on Wendell: "March: His birthday. Cake and gift: 4,800 dollars." "May: His mother's birthday. Gold bracelet: 6,200 dollars." "July: His promotion. Suit: 8,900 dollars." "September: His company team-building trip. Tracksuit: 2,300 dollars." "Total: 22,200 dollars." Meanwhile, the only thing Wendell had ever bought me was a 99-dollar lipstick. He had casually grabbed it from a convenience store shelf on my birthday last year.

She laughed and ended the call. "Who's that?" Hugh asked actually sounding jealous. "She's my new friend. Why you're not jealous right? you have a girlfriend, baby." "I'm not, we're not a thing." He stands up as I grabbed his neck and kissed him hard. He cursed when I turned and pushed him down aligning his ass to my cock. His forearms were to the bed supporting his weight, his sexy ass was on full display. "We're fuck buddies, we are a thing. You like me fucking your ass? I bet you're thinking of me when you fuck your girlfriend." I told him calmly while getting the lube, then throw packs of condoms onto the bed.