Girlfriend Vore Novels & Stories

The room smelled like her — sweet musk, vanilla lotion, the faint metallic tang of her own arousal. She wasn’t done. Not even close. She reached for her phone again — screen still glowing with the p**n video paused on the couple mid-thrust. She hit play — volume low but clear — the girl’s moans mixing with the wet slap of skin, the guy’s low “good girl, take it deeper.” Nova’s clit twitched just from the sound.

Tessa smirked, looking at the boy. A girl was shouting at another girl, " She must be his girlfriend. " She whispered. She could see the girl clearly. She was in a short skirt and floral blouse. She was grasping her boyfriend's hand. She could see his broad shoulders from behind. " No, Mate, " Kami inhaled deeply. A strange eagerness rested in the pit of her stomach to see another werewolf couple. She stepped ahead. Still, she couldn't see him but his back, " What are you trying to do? " Kellen asked.

My hands fisted in the sheets, and another moan tore out of me when Rian curled his tongue and sucked at the same time. Voss leaned down with his mouth close to my ear, still working my breast with that same rough hand as he ordered, “Open your eyes, sweetheart. I want you to see who’s watching while he eats this cunt.” I forced my eyes open to see Voss’s face right there, close enough that I could see the dark flecks in his irises and the way the scar pulled when he smiled, his hand staying on my breast as his thumb scraped back and forth over the nipple he had already made sore.

Her fingers found her clit, rubbing fast, the sensation sharp and overwhelming with every deep thrust. “Don’t close your eyes,” her boyfriend commanded. “Let me see it hit you.” Her orgasm tore through her, her cry muffled when her boyfriend’s thumb slid between her lips, pressing against her tongue. Hale groaned behind her, spilling inside her again, his hips grinding into her. He pulled away and settled in his chair, sighing in satisfaction. “You know…” he said, glancing over his shoulder toward the velvet-curtained VIP lounge, “I’ve got a few friends who would appreciate a girl like you. Do you think my payment could cover them?”

me : is it I don't know weirdo : how can you know when you are weird psycho me : wow such a beautiful name thank you weirdo : thank you soon we will meet your girlfriend right then I will say to her your name me : who is my girlfriend weirdo : you have a poor memory right how can you ditch your girlfriend you said you will love a monkey now we are going there to meet her she started laughing by saying niha and mahi also started laughing I seen at weirdo she is laughing more and more by watching my face I didn't said anything she asked "are you hurted" I asked "what if I say yes will you coax me" she moved away I laughed by looking at her face when we reached the place they started roaming ev

From that time he asked me to be his girlfriend, my heart is beating in an abnormal rhythm. He said he will follow me until I reach the gate of the dorm and make sure I have entered safely. He’s starting to act like a boyfriend and I couldn't believe the fact that he’s my boyfriend. Marco Matthews is my boyfriend! Whoa! When I entered our dorm, I saw Yvonne standing with both her arms crossed on her chest. She gave me a raising brow and twisted lips like telling me to tell her something and not opt to lie because she knows better than me. She pointed her finger for me to sit on the chair and I sighed about it but still moved and did.

The buttons of my uniform splashed on the bed. His eyes widened when the white cleavage of my chest was exposed to his sight. Fortunately, my bra didn't get damaged so he didn't see my whole chest that no other man has ever seen and touched. He seemed eager to bury his face in my chest and lick my cleavage. But that was all he could do because I quickly pricked my poisoned needle into his neck. It only took a few seconds for him to fall lifelessly on top of my body. Annoyed, I pushed him off of me. His manhood is still hard even though he is no longer alive.

Thankfully, he’s lost in my sweet cunt. “Fuck, they’re so hot together. I’d pay to watch them fuck,” the girlfriend moans, her hand sliding up to cup her small boob as she bites her lip. She’s giving me lustful eyes, like she wants to do something hot to me. I’m not really into girls, but it’s making me burn hotter. “Maybe we’ll get lucky and watch them fuck for free,” her boyfriend chuckles, flipping her hair aside to suck on her neck. My own neck tickles in sympathy.

When I was buried in design work and forgot to eat, she'd cook meals herself and leave them with the security desk. Anything I had ever casually said I liked, she found excuses to send it to me. I either returned everything or threw it away. One of the younger girls in the office, who didn't know the whole story, was moved by it. "She even asked us to keep an eye on what you like. She's gone this far. Chris, how can you still not accept her?" I looked at the girl. She was fresh out of college.

Down the path, a girl in a ragged tee and ponytail wobbled toward them on a beat-up scooter. A box printed with the words 'Cosmic Eats' clunked on the front. "Wait, an NPC? They do delivery runs here?" Howie blinked. Darren said nothing. Just stared, eyes narrowing. He'd seen glitchy NPCs before—but this one felt... real. Then it happened. The girl didn't stop. She gunned that junk scooter straight into the domain wall between Crimson Keep and Haunted High. One of their teammates had straight-up disintegrated trying that.