My Girlfriend Is A Pervert Novels & Stories

"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...."

"Fine, It's good you don't do girls like me, I don't do guy's like you too, not with a playboy like you that just want to get under panties. Let's not meet each other, and stop dragging me to an empty class just to pin me to the wall. What was I expecting? You guys are all thesame, even when you claim to love your partner, it's just a bunch of lies, you only want to get under their panties and after that you are done. And I hope you Know your girlfriend you cherish so much is cheating on you with him." Nethean chortled, she never seize to amaze him.

My girlfriend is crazy. Oh don't get me wrong! She's a great girl – She's the kindest person I know, adorable beyond words, and horny as a minx in heat. But what I mean to say is: My Katie is crazy. I know, I know, I shouldn't say that the love of my life is missing a few screws. But maybe if I tell you about her you'll understand that my lovely Katie is more than just a little weird.

Ricochet wiggled his eyebrows at me. “Are you seriously expecting me to believe that?” I muttered, narrowing my eyes at him, completely forgetting that I was bawling my eyes out for no reason just a minute ago. “No,” he answered simply. “She dresses too formal, too… ‘lady-like.’ Just like her girlfriend. But she doesn’t like cocks.” He leaned in a little more, and lowered his voice. “She likes… you know. Cunts.” I gave him a flat look. “Wow. What a decent mouth you have.”

However, nothing moved me, not since I became obsessed with Roderick. “What about him?” I cleared my throat. “Instead of thinking about ugly old men, why don't you give him a chance. I heard he's a monster in bed.” She bit her lip deviously and I scrunched my nose. “I'll pass.” “Ugh! What is wrong with you? Why don't you like anybody? Are you gay?” “Yeah, and you're my girlfriend.” I joked and she gagged. “Please, I love dicks too much to be gay.”

Surprise I was headed to Jane's house. We had a plan. Today I was going to 'catch' Jane and Dereck fucking. Jane wants to watch Dereck and I, and I want to watch them. It was kinda silly, I mean, with everything that's going on, we could have just told him, but my pervy girlfriend wanted it this way. She can be very theatrical, and I love her for it. Stopped at a light, I check the text. "He's got a huge boner in his shorts. I'm gonna suck him. Get your ass here."

He started caressing her boobs and Christine started to moan passionately. And the guy that sat behind her fully pulled her skirt up and put his fingers inside Christine's panty and started poking her pure white smooth ass crack and all of that made my dick hard like a rock and I don't know when my hand reached for my dick unconsciously and the both of them saw me rubbing dick softly and started chuckling. My girlfriend also looked behind and seeing that I was rubbing my dick. she gave me a smile. At that moment I knew, my girlfriend is a pervert and bolder than me.

“Am I? I thought you said I could be a handful.” A few squeals erupt around the table, while a few young girls fangirl over us. At the other end of the table, a young guy snorts, “Can you please stop that? You two are so into each other, it gives the rest of us a bad look. My girlfriend was complaining last night that I wasn’t more like Trevor’s character in the drama. If she saw you in real life, she wouldn’t stop pestering me. I would like a break for a moment.”

"I don't understand what the big deal is. No one saw us." "It doesn't matter. You are my girlfriend, not his--" "Fake girlfriend," I reminded him. "We had a deal." "You don't have to remind me." His jaw ticked and he folded his arms over his chest. His look could've lit me on fire. "You walked in on my arm. What would it take if some pervert had slipped a peak under the table and saw you two? How would that have made me look?" I narrowed my eyes, "Is that a rhetorical question or am I suppose to answer?"

He took my hand, not grabbing my waist like this pervert in front of me. I gave a side look at the man who just stood up for me. Wow. I have seen this face before somewhere. Now that I am remembering where, the first time I stepped into this school, he was the man whom every girl had talked about and he was still the same guy she saw shamelessly kissing a girl in the corners. He is also a pervert. "He...he is right." She didn't know when words came out of her mouth. She just agreed to what Lucian had said about she being his girlfriend.