My Girlfriend Is A Pervert Novels & Stories

Clenching a fist, the girl raised her hand about to punch when the man's voice interrupted again. "Want more than just a hickey?" The dark beads rolled to pay attention to the surrounding atmosphere that seemed lonely. He straightened his gaze then grinned satan, "I'm still strong to plant my seed in your womb." "SHUT UP !!" Nara screamed in anger. But the man was still unmoved with his hands against the wall. "You perverted boy! Just throw your seed on the barking cow out there!" The man just laughed. He took a few steps back, still laughing. "Too bad, I'm only going to share my seed with you."

"You didn't know? There was a competition years ago. If he had entered, with his talent, he would've won for sure. He would've had the chance to study abroad. A professor even flew in specifically for him. Unfortunately, my sister behaved terribly. "She made a deal with him. At the time, he said his girlfriend's company was about to collapse financially, so he accepted the money and withdrew. "That's why I felt guilty and came to apologize. You were the reason, weren't you?" I pressed a hand to my forehead. That senior had always been known in our department for being painfully straightforward. She said whatever she wanted, never caring who she offended. By the time I realized something was

perfect quarterback was easily infuriated by. “She’s not some piece of candy…” Through gritted teeth, Jeremy simply could not refrain from defending the interesting nerd, who was shocked to say the least, at what she as hearing. “I don’t know about that; she seems sweet maybe I’ll have a taste and see for myself…” “What the heck is wrong with you two deranged fools? You crazy pervert! Stay the hell away from me! and you… you should be more considerate towards your girlfriend.” Disgusted by their whispering conversation, Erika snappily interrupted unable to keep calm in the face of how ridiculous they sounded.

"Holding her hand doesn't make me clingy, Koen. You should try it sometimes. I mean, if you could get a girlfriend, you know?" Koen almost choked on his wine. "I'm single because I want to be, Marquez," Koen barked back. Percival laughed. "You sound like Katalina." "Well, she's my sister, moron," Koen scoffed. "Koen, your language," I scolded. "Don't act mighty around me, Marquez. We both know that Katalina's your first girlfriend." "She's not." "Oh, but do the others even count?" Koen smirked.

I said, laying her down on her back and getting in between her legs carefully. I was in no place to fuck her. It would just cost us more time. I couldn't keep off her though. "Girlfriends don't bear children, Chance," she chided me, a light moan escaping her lips as mine went to work peppering every bit of her exposed skin with kisses. "I changed my mind then. Girlfriend isn't good enough for Persephone. Become my wife instead," I said, my horny dick suddenly hellbent on impregnating her.

Soon, she headed for one of the cubicles, her right hand now holding her towel which she was wise enough to keep a spot no one else knew of. She was about to push the slightly ajar door when feminine voices rushed towards the room. ‘Oh, look who we have here,’ it was Gavin’s girlfriend, ‘the freak of our school.’ The girlfriend wore a devilish smirk which she always had on her face anytime Gavin harassed his victims. She was as evil as her boyfriend. Rumour had it that she was much more dangerous because she always got away with her terrible acts no matter how gruesome.

“Lucas, not here. People are watching!” He glances around, totally unfazed by the gawking partygoers…or the death stares from his fangirls in the corner. “Let them watch. You’re my girlfriend. I want them to know.” “But it’s crazy! I haven’t even told my friends we... you know, marked each other.” “Are you shy?” He looks genuinely surprised. “Aria, we literally fucked more than once just hours ago. My tongue was everywhere, exploring every single inch of you. And you weren’t exactly shy when you sucked my cock like it was a popsicle.”

‎Austin's POV ‎I've been wanting to bang my girlfriend's mom crazily ever since the day I saw her naked while masturbating, thrusting a big fat dildo in and out of her juicy pussy. Her boobs were round and firm even though she's in her late 40's. ‎My girlfriend Juliet, is a very good girl, but too lazy in bed. She wouldn't give me the sex styles I want, always complaining that she's tired, and she doesn't last, always cummin too quickly, when I'm not even half satisfied yet.

"What the hell are you talking about? He was being disrespectful to my girlfriend. He was crossing a line that he knew was there and he was doing it on purpose. That has nothing to do with trusting you. That has everything to do with not trusting him." "It's the same thing!" she yells. "I am a groupie, Rowen. Don't you get it? I have had sex with almost every guy in that room." "Stop," I say quietly. "Dirty, filty, depraved, sometimes voyeuristic sex with almost all of them." "Stop." "Their dick. My pussy. Connecting. Sometimes their dick and my face. Sometimes their dick and my...."

“I’m just as devastated as you are.” A smile tickles my lips. “Are you?” “Mhm...” “Really? You’re not just pretending?” He grips my hips and lifts himself to grind his enormous erection against my pussy. “You think I would be able to fake this?” he asks, and it feels so good that I can’t fight the moan slipping out through my lips. Freddy smirks. “Who would have guessed the shy girl is secretly a pervert?” I breathe a laugh, but it comes out as a moan. "I'm not a p-pervert," I stammer. “You’re just so hot.”