Dirty Names To Call Your Girlfriend Novels & Stories

God, I'm such an idiot. “I call him Babe.” My dad’s jaw drops. “Babe?” I bite the inside of my cheek. “That’s his name. I mean, that’s what I call him.” “Are you out of your mind? What’s his real name?” Fuck! “He...” I stammer. “He’s very private.” Dad’s face hardens. “So private that his girlfriend doesn't even know his name?” “He doesn't like publicity.” “Enough!” my dad slams a hand on the living room table, making everyone jump.

'I enjoyed your dick deep inside me, filling my whole insides, while I scream your name. Irritation quickly filled up my own insides. "Idiots" I muttered under my breath and moved on to the next one, hopefully this one would not be so narky. 'You are so huge, Big Jay' I rolled my eyes at the nickname, scoffing. Seriously, Big Jay. That is such a silly nickname. I continued reading. 'I would like us to have a raw sex next time, you don't have to use a condom. I want you to cum inside me....'

We both looked at Stephen, who was standing right next to us. "Okay, Alyana, I'll just take a bath first. Please don't get too close to my girlfriend, you elf." They exchanged glances. "Girlfriend?" "Yes, my girlfriend's name is Alyana, so if you're desperate, please donate to Ellie." Nash raised his middle finger, and my eyes widened. "Nash!" "I'm just counting, Ate Alyana, 1 2 3 4 5," says the narrator. When he counts his fingers.

It was really sensitive for little boys these days to be called a big boy. “No you are not yet a big boy, little bro." Sean teased while putting him down. His anxious eyes looked at me and then asked," Are you senorstha?" I laughed at his attempt to say Senorita and also looked at Sean with raised eyebrows. Couldn't he tell his brother my name and not the endearment he uses? I knelt down to his level and spoke, “hi I am Amelia your brother's girlfriend."

And shout "HEY GIRLS MEET HANNA STEWART, MY GIRLFRIEND, MY EARTH" The girls shout some of them pout and get disappointed and most of them look at my earth with so much envy. "See you next time, girls, I need to take her home." Hanna and I turned around and the girls shouted again. I shook my head. Hanna pinch my side. "Aowwch earth what?" "Do you need to shout that" "The what?" I ask innocently "that girlfriend thing" "I'm just proud boyfriend earth and I don't want them to flirt with me while my love is a few meters away."

He leaned in and I found myself frozen and unmoving. "So, is your girlfriend okay with this whole practice kissing thing?" I blurted just as our lips were an inch apart. He was irritated. His grip on my face tightened slightly before he let go and pulled away. "Girlfriend?" he breathed. "Yeah, the redhead that was with you last time?" "...Oh, Red? Nah, she's not my girl. She's just a friend," “Red?” “Ava’s her name, but I call her Red,” "Oh, well, you guys seemed friendly, so..."

He said smugly, I have the urge to roll my eyes again. "Ohh here is a special question for me." The girl who I think her name is Jen said to us. "Go on." Nate insisted while crossing his arms on his chest. "What are the nicknames for your partner?" She asked and held the mic in front of us. "Well, mine is beautiful because she's beautiful, not going to lie." Nate said making grunted in annoyance. "And you Sophia?" She asked holding the mic toward me, I looked at the camera and gave a fake smirk.

“How have you been? Good thing I was in town for Nana’s birthday or else I would have missed you.” I cleared my throat, “Babe?” I smiled sweetly at Devin, wrapping my arms around his arms and pulling him towards me. “Who’s she?” Devin’s forehead creased, a smirk forming on his lips. “This is my childhood friend, Maliya.” I smiled at Maliya, “Maliya, this is Ren. My girlfriend.” See the difference bitch? Your label is friend and mine has My and girl before friend. “Nice to meet you.” I held out my free hand.

"In public, you're my girlfriend. Not my employee, not my contractual wife-to-be. My girlfriend." "I get it," I replied, adjusting the necklace he'd fastened around my neck. "I don't think you do." He stepped closer, his chest nearly touching my back. "This isn't just about appearances. The entire arrangement collapses if this plan fails because you can't maintain the facade." I turned to face him, finding myself trapped between his body and the elevator wall. "I can act like your girlfriend, Alexander. I'm not an idiot." "Alex," he corrected. "When we're together, you call me Alex. Girlfriends use nicknames."

I frowned to what she said. What the?! As far as I know, Xiera Angelica Scott is the girlfriend's name, is this itchy-witchy-flirty woman fooling me? As far as I know, her kinds are what they called a MISTRESS. What a stupid bitch to make herself a mistress! What an immature. Tsk! tsk! I felt pity for her parents. “Hey you, slutty immature girl who looks like a frog! Are you fooling me? You? His girlfriend?! Don't make me laugh. You're too ugly to be his mistress” I mocked her, emphasizing the word 'MISTRESS'. She gasped.