Girlfriend Vore Novels & Stories

" My eyes narrowed. This was the friend I'd known for four years. Just to step on me in front of a woman, he was willing to drag my name through the dirt. I wasn't letting this slide. I tagged Kevin directly in the group chat. "Since you're so certain, how about we get together tomorrow night? Bring your evidence and expose me in person." Kevin replied instantly, "Sure. Ms. Spencer should come too. Since you're supposedly some wealthy heir, let's go to Grand View. You can afford to treat us there, right?" Grand View? That was the high-end club my family owned. I set down my phone and rubbed my temples. Sitting across from me was Celia Spencer, dressed in a sleek business suit that made her l

Quilla’s face darkened, and she snapped. “Sophia, having the same name is one thing. Are you saying you also have the same face as the person my friend arrested?” I snorted. “If you’re so sure your friend recognized me, fine. Call him on video. Let’s confront him face-to-face.” My firm tone made Quilla panic for a moment. She immediately played the victim and turned to Cole’s parents. “Mr. Griffin, Mrs. Griffin, she’s a bar girl. Who knows how many men she’s slept with? I’m just worried Cole might catch something from her.

" Kiera went on a nonstop tirade, but her words reminded me exactly why Hayden and I had fought the last time. A month earlier had marked our sixth anniversary together. Hayden had rented out a villa for the occasion, but when I arrived, I realized it wasn't just the two of us there—Kiera was there too, along with a whole group of his trashy friends. Kiera was the textbook definition of a pick-me girl, ordering a bunch of men around while they massaged her legs and catered to her every whim. By the end of the night, they started playing Truth or Dare and even tried to force me to kiss another man.

"Ah… I can't take it… That new toy I just got should feel amazing, right?" It was the weekend. My girlfriend, Marissa Thomas, had gone out with a few of her college roommates. Before she left, she said her godmother wasn't feeling well that day and asked me to help keep an eye on her small convenience store. I'd just seen off a group of customers and was about to head to the storage room to move some drinks piled near the entrance when I heard those sounds. And I'd watched enough videos sent by my perverted roommate to recognize what kind of sounds they were instantly.

Anna’s face became pale as she quickly explained, “No! Nothing really happened between us! It’s him! He’s the one who pursued me! He’s the one who initiated all those skinships. I rejected him but he wouldn’t listen…” “Is that so?” I pulled out my phone and clicked on the post of her massaging Liam’s chest. Then, I pressed the screen against the peephole. “So, did he force you to do this? Why do I feel you look so happy then?” Through the surveillance camera, Anna suddenly stopped crying and fell silent. She saw the faint light emitting from the phone screen and was rendered speechless. All her words were stuck in her throat. At the same time, a loud bang came from the staircase.

My girlfriend, Loretta Summers, is an introvert and quiet by nature. Even our daily conversations are limited to things like, "Have you eaten?" or "Are you asleep?" Then, at a New Year's class reunion, I see her chatting animatedly with a guy, Ivan Lane. That is when I realize— it is time for us to break up.

She was weakened by our conquest over her gorgeous body and let her twin enjoy me as well. We three were so aroused, wild and had forgotten all inhibitions and limitations we had now. Vanya was kissing my girlfriend Tanya and stroking my dick in one hand and stroking her clit with the other. Tanya was kissing her twin and let me eat her brown pebble one by one. We felt so desperate that In the meantime we all stripped naked. My girlfriend was straight so she was not interested in licking her twin's pussy. So she was sucking her boobs and kissing her. I went down on her twin and started eating her and was fingering my girlfriend with one hand.

Austin's First-Person POV "I'll come pick you up in a week," Mom said to me. Once she left, I went out drinking with a buddy of mine, Dean Gould. However, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted two familiar figures at the bar. Samuel Chapman had his arm around Roxanne Moore's waist. His other hand had slipped under her skirt, and I could see the light catching on something slick that coated his fingers. I saw the looks of blissful ecstasy.

"Don't you love your profession and patients the most? Now, I'm giving you a choice." I stared at her, my blood freezing in my veins. I had never known that the girlfriend who cared for me so sweetly and cheered for my successful surgeries could hide such a vicious side. "One. Two," she started counting with a cruel smile on her face. The numbers on the monitor were flashing wildly. The red alarm light reflected off her twisted expression. I slammed the scalpel down onto the instrument tray. The sharp metallic clang echoed in the room. "Fine. I'll go."

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.