Petgirl Story Novels & Stories

"And get this, afterward he used her phone to post a statement saying the woman in the video was actually her and that she'd faked the whole thing because she was jealous of her best friend." "Please. A woman this talented, jealous of someone else? Sure." "Right? The best friend barely squeaked into the institute with the lowest score in the intake class, and she walks around like the world should be bowing at her feet." "The ex-boyfriend's no better. A couple of professors praised him once, and suddenly he thought he was the smartest person alive. Newsflash, everyone at that institute is brilliant." "There's more, too. Apparently, the best friend's family is broke, and the harpist paid for

I ask her. "Oh only for you babe." She exclaimed. "You know what? I have an idea." I said as I slowly come to a stop. "Ugh fuck baby, what?" She asks. I grab another toy from our special box of naughty things. It's a remote control vibrator. I walk over to the bed. "Why are your legs down babe? Did I say you can put them down?" I ask abruptly. "Oh sorry." She replies as she lifts her legs back up. I kneel down at the end of the bed and grab her hips to pull her closer. I slide the vibrator inside of her kitty and she gasps. Then I place the controller in her hand. Then I push two fingers inside of her then I grip on the vibrator with both fingers.

She's wearing her silk nightgown, so she puts on some perfume, a bit of lipstick, and with a shawl over her shoulders, she walks triumphantly through the hallways towards Egil's room. In the main room, Egil is impatient, sitting in one of his armchairs. As soon as he hears the knocks on his door, he orders the person to come in. "Sir," Petra greets as she enters, "did you call for me?" "Undress and come here!" Egil orders, revealing his sore member. Petra obeys, getting completely naked. She walks towards him and straddles him, allowing him to enter her. Egil is not a loving man, much less patient. However, she has learned to accept it and enjoy their intimate encounters.

enemy we are having pillow fight but partner is calm I asked "what happened partner" she showed her mobile there are some messages from unknown number saying that partner is cute and that person wants friendship with partner I looked at her and asked "who is that" she replied "how can I know toffee" I said "it's okay if that person misbehave then let's see" she nodded her head we slept to sleep peacefully ◇POM POM◇ finally she came I felt bored whole day but about someone called dora she is saying she is saying that fish looks like me

When the call was connected, Nathan asked in a bored tone, "What do you want, stupid dog? I don't have the password or any money." However, Rex sounded anxious. "Commander, something happened! Didn't you realize? Have you seen Hilda's I* Stories? She posted a total of 54 pictures. Six collages of nine pictures! Look at the fifth and sixth pictures of the third collage she posted! It's bad!" How ridiculous. Nathan hung up on him. However, he still took a look at the fifth and sixth picture of the third collage that Hilda posted.

Emma sat across from her close friend, Claire, in a cozy corner of their favorite café. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the gentle hum of conversation surrounded them, providing a semblance of normalcy amid the chaos that had become Emma’s life. Claire, a pediatrician with a warm, compassionate demeanor, listened intently as Emma recounted everything that had transpired since the revelation on ChatGPT. Claire’s eyes widened with each new detail. “Emma, this is... a lot. I can’t believe you’ve been dealing with all of this on your own.”

Was I just being paranoid? "Men in a mood are best left alone," I pointed out. The woman pouted as she ate the second olive. "Maybe you just need someone to help get you out of that mood." I placed my hands around my whiskey tumbler and tried to ignore her. I knew it would only be a few moments before I made her disappear. "I know you, you know," she started. "Mr. Ellis Peterson. You're a legend, with your multi-billion-dollar company and your… reputation with women."

Clever bitch. "Did he come here about the girl?" I demand that she tell me. Petra busies herself with a kettle on her little stove in the corner. She pulls two teacups out of the cabinet and sets one in front of me, but she refuses to answer my question. "What did you tell him?" I ask her. "I told him to reject her," Petra says quietly. "I said what you would have wanted me to, but I don't think he will listen to me. I believe that he already loves her. He wants me to meet her."

MR. KING God, my little pet is a handful in the best possible way. She’s eager and bratty and so fucking willing to do every naughty thing she can think of. Her little virgin pussy is so damn tight. I’m still buried inside her, and the lure of her virgin ass is the only thing that could ever get me to leave her tight, wet cunt. Before I pull out of her, I lift her, sliding her up the length of my cock before slamming her back down, smiling when her lips part in a gasp and her eyes roll back in her head.

"Look at this loud, crazy woman! This is Dessa! She claims to be Lady Lila’s best friend, but behind Lady Lila’s back, she crawls on her knees and begs Alpha Blake to fuck her every single week! And Alpha Blake is even worse! He boasts to the whole territory that he only sleeps with virgins because he's obsessed with cleanliness, but he never notices that he's the dirtiest thing in this entire pack!” "Shut up! Shut up, you little bastard!" Red Onion shrieked in horror, lunging forward to slam her big, rough hand over my mouth. "I will kill you!" Dessa screamed, her eyes turning wild with embarrassment as the entire room gasped. She lunged forward, her long fingernails reaching straight for m