Internet-girlfriends Novels & Stories

I didn't need company-I needed an orgasm. The great thing about the internet was someone was always online. And even better, it made dates easy to come by. Before I finally closed my eyes, I'd secured meetings with three more women this week. I'd hinted at my lack of interest in commitment and expressed my desire to enjoy each other. One of them had to be more successful than Beck or Roxie.

his online girlfriend to other men. "I keep seeing those disgusting posts online where men try to 'give away' their online girlfriends. Seriously sickening." "A girl trusted him enough to meet at a hotel for the first time, and the guy who made that post turned out to be an absolute monster." "Honestly, gold-diggers are pathetic, but heiresses usually aren't stupid either." "The real problem is that these disgusting men target innocent young girls. Men like this should honestly be chemically castrated." "Seriously, I don't know how Naomi tolerated him this long. The second I found out a guy had a homegirl like that, he'd be out of my life immediately. Everybody knows what those girls are rea

I wave at her and she smiled but her face went down when she looked around she was about to drag me away when some guys confronted me. Wait! I haven't been seeing this girl for a while now maybe because I'm really into Bryan. I can't even remember what they call themselves. "Hey girls"I smiled at them remembering how friendly they look when they approach me at first but instead they all just stare at me angrily. What going on? "Looks like someone remember us"the first one smirk. "Poor little girl"the other one at the back mocked me. "Anyway for little reminder I'm Clara and this is Allison and Juliet and we are the_

She gagged. "You know they are not at my level," she said confidently. "Noah is just a Game Boy who I see as a friend," She added. I nodded my head. "Why are you asking all these questions?" she asked. "Well...... My new friends......the ones in your class. Willow, Kim and Wayne....they told me that they lure girls and make them think they like them, fuck them and dump them......" I explained. She chuckled. "What kind of idiot would fall for that shit?" She asked. I cleared my throat.

"JUST TELL ME ALREADY!!! HOW LONG ARE YOU PLANNING TO BE A TOUGH LITTLE GIRL AND PUT UP THE 'I AM OKAY' ACT!!?" "RESTIA REALLY MISSED BIG BROTHER!!! RESTIA LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVES BIG BROTHER SO MUCH!!! RESTIA WANTS BIG BROTHER TO COME HOME NOW!!!" "HOW MANY GUYS CONFESSED TO YOU THESE DAYS? TEN OR TWENTY!!?" "THIRTY-SIX!!!" “WHAAAAAAAT!!? AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME ANYTHING!!? SOME 'FAMILY' YOU ARE!!!" "WHAT ABOUT YOU!? HOW MANY GIRLS DID YOU SEXUALLY HARRASED THESE DAYS? TEN OR TWENTY!?"

A privilege of having a movie star dad and supermodel mom, while also being super rich. He found out that Gayle St. Michaels and Rhonda Bines were the two high school hotties that every boy wanted to lose their virginity to. Abigail Newman, Tracy Whitman, and Lorena Johnson were the 'bad girls' who trades sex for favors. Brianna Saunders and Georgina Hathaway are the party girls that sleep with everybody, even with each other.

I pulled out my phone, opened the profile page of Nicolas’ burner account, and held it up to his face. “Nicolas, just because I once cared about you out of some lingering high school nostalgia doesn’t mean you get to treat me like a doormat. Did you really think you were clever? That you could hide behind a fake account, throw insults around, and I’d never find out?” He clearly underestimated the power of the internet. Those eagle-eyed netizens had done their homework and tracked me down as his girlfriend without missing a beat. Nicolas paled for a split second when he saw what I was showing him.

It’s the one who gazed at me like I’m the last thing she wants around. It’s the face I’ve been seeing for the past year with my best friend, but never stays on my mind. Yeah. That’s the face that’s in my head as my cock slides in and out of another girl. It’s those teary-filled eyes.

I have nothing in common with a guy like that. We walk in front of Briar's house when another car pulls up with a couple more girls. I learn they live in the house with Briar and they seem nice enough. The smaller one, Izzy, is a little too chatty for my liking. She's got that kind of personality that I can't stand. I can't remember how people describe it... Oh yeah. Bubbly. I involuntarily shudder at the thought.

Vera winced and held the phone away from her ear until the shrieking stopped. “Okay, I’m calm now,” her best friend said after a moment. “But Vee. The internet is eating you up. Half are wondering who you are, and the other half are already shipping you two like you’re a N*****x drama couple. And the comments, whew! The Sarah Langford stans are vicious. But honestly? You two look fire. Like, you belong in a perfume commercial.” Vera let out a shaky laugh. “Oh my God.”