Little Girlfriend Novels & Stories

"Cole, the Collin family is part of the city's elite. As the eldest daughter, she only cares about profits. Even with your current success, you're still a minor figure in her family's eyes. "You won't get love from her. At most, she's just playing around with you. She hasn't dumped you yet only because you're still useful. Cole, she's not the right person for you." Her self-righteous tone made me laugh. "So what?" Carrie froze. I raised a brow. "Victoria and I grew up together. Do you really think I don't know what kind of person she is? Do you need to come here and poison my mind?" She faltered, her breathing hitching as those words struck her as painfully familiar.

Though this tidbit didn’t seem to bother her too much; the glorious dick would still grace her mouth for the duration of her attempt. A slender, short girl approached the middle. As luck would have it, her partner turned out to be a tall athletic fellow. Someone you’d imagine was packing a large cannon beneath the small speedo attire. “Oh boy,” Sienna giggled. Paige nudged her shoulder, “Good luck with that one, right!”

She giggled loudly and poked my cheeks. 'I got you. I won from you. I get to call you teddybear.' She sang in a naughty voice. She tricked me there. she really played me. She's good. Very good. I don't know hoe she did it. But she did it. She out-smarted me. For the very first time in my whole life, I'm fooled. By my own girlfriend. How is that even possible? 'You think you're smart, don't you?' I tickled her sides and sprayed her with kissed all over her face. She began screaming my name and giggling like a little girl.

Sorry can't save me now Sorry I don't know how Sorry there's no way out But down Hmm, down He swallowed, narrowing his eyes. He wasn't the only one captivated though. Many people were. She truly was a songbird. Call my friends and tell them that I love them And I'll miss them But I'm not sorry Call my friends and tell them that I love them And I'll miss them Sorry. She looked up, locking eyes with him once more. He smiled softly, as she stood, putting her hands on her hips discreetly.

Oh, did I mention Alison and Nolan absolutely hate each other? Nolan pretended to look shocked. "What? I wasn't insulting you. I was complimenting you." "What does it mean?" Alison said sharply. "It means you are the queen. The queen bee of all the bitches." Alison groaned loudly and looked at me for backup, so I glared at Nolan. "Dude, seriously. This is my girlfriend you're talking to!" I exclaimed. Nolan put his hands up in surrender. "My bad. Thou shall respect one's lady. I'm sorry for calling you a bitch, Ali."

Tessa rolled her eyes playfully, and pointed towards Mallory. "So you've met my best friend extraordinaire, and our world famous stan account owner." Mallory shrugged her shoulders and grinned sheepishly. "Shut up, it's just your F******k page." She laughed lightly. "This here is Rox." Tessa pointed to the girl who had been sitting next to her on the couch. She had a blunt platinum blonde bob, and her nose was pierced. She looked like she was the oldest in the group, maybe twenty if I had to guess.

“I mean, the job was for the position of a girlfriend, so that’s checking out the merchandise for you. Not that I’m innocent. I’m fine. But if this is like… something a man and a woman do like… something I haven’t seen yet except in movies…”What the hell am I babbling about? “I’m saying I haven’t done the ‘how’ of this play ever yet.” “Are you fucking kidding me?” “No. I have a dildo in my room, that’s the best that I can say.” I even said that proudly, because that couldn’t be more embarrassing than saying I hadn’t had a boyfriend in my twenty-one years. “No, I’m not a lesbian either.”

And as she eats the cold treat, she cries all her anger and sorrows away. That's when the three girls' friendship became more solid. Lissa may be straightforward, overly sexual, has little to no self respect and a cheapskate --- but she was never easily offended. Truthfully, it's kind of contradicting how Lissa had the patience of a saint but has the libido of Zeus, the horniest person --- rather Mythical god ever. She looked down and slumped her head, staring down at her feet. How will she ever make it up to one of her best friends?

It was time to finally end this. “So how have you been? Found another youngster to fuck?” She beamed, staring straight at me. “To say I am disappointed with you is an understatement, Clint. You could not find anyone my age, my class, even superior. You had to go for a low life teenager.” “I swear if you do not shut the fuck up right this instant, I will spread this all over the internet.” I growled, lifting the envelope, my deadliest weapon. I saw the uncertainty she tried to hide behind mocking eyes. “And what could that be? My nudes?” She taunted.

"No, I do actually. Are you Shawn's neighbor?" Shawn? As in, hot guy Shawn? "Who's asking?" I dropped the glass in front of me. This was interesting. "Lyla, Shawn's girlfriend."