Rent A Girlfriend App Novels & Stories

"W-Why do you ask?" "Answer me please," Nathan said. "N-no," Willow couldn't help but stutter. Then he smiled. "Be my girlfriend and I'll pay you," he said and her eyes widened the more. "I beg your pardon?" He pulled her towards him, making her stumble on to his chest. Heat crawled across her cheeks in embarrassment. He was so tall and she was so short. "Let me rent you as a girlfriend. I'll pay you $500 per week," he said and her jaw dropped. "What?" she gaped. He nodded, "Just be my girlfriend for as long as I want and I'll keep paying you."

Great, just great. Rubbing my eyes, I grabbed my phone to check if there were any new messages. Rachel had sent me one, and there was this cute emoji at the end that caught my attention. It was time to make my move and ask her to be my girlfriend. I decided to call up my buddy Steve for some suggestions on a mind-blowing place in the city to take her.

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

“Plus, Damien will probably ‘loan’ you his jet whenever you miss Rafe too much.” “You say that like it’s normal.” “In your life? It kind of is.” I roll my eyes, but she’s not wrong. A few months ago, I signed up for a dating website where men would pay me to pretend to be their girlfriend. Now, I have four incredible and very real boyfriends. They’re all completely different, all completely perfect in their own ways, and somehow, they’re all mine. It still doesn’t make sense. My phone buzzes with a text, and my stomach flips like I’m seventeen again.

"I was hoping to at least do the midnight kiss tonight, but I couldn't even get that." "Same here," she said. "I would've figured you'd have plenty of men lining up to kiss you tonight." "That's sweet of you to say," she replied, feeling a little flattered. "But I may end up getting a restraining order on some of those men in there. So far, you're the only guy who seems to be good for me according to those apps." Cameron laughed. "Yeah, maybe there's something there that we're not seeing. "I have an idea. Let's have some fun and try one of those apps again and see if we're still being matched with each other."

the other girl giggled. Casey bottled up the anger inside her and she dropped her shopping bags in her car trunk. "Hey that's Casey, Zach ex girlfriend" a guy pointed at Casey. "She's beautiful" the other guy commented. "Nah, have you seen Zach's current girlfriend? she's an angel. She's so pretty that she doesn't need make-up but Casey depends on make-up. I wish I am the one dating that angel" the guy stated with dreamy eyes. Casey fumed and she entered her car, if she listen to one more whisper about her, she's sure that she'll lock that person in a cell forever.

I was not trying to be rude to Kendra, but I look at her like a sister now and I am not into sharing guys. “No with us living together that would be way too weird besides, I am not into sharing either.” Kendra laughs. She takes a moment to think about where to find the perfect playmate for me. “I got it, I know exactly where we can find what you need.” Kendra grabs her phone, and starts looking up what I am assuming is another app. “Have you ever used community talk?” Kendra has a spark in her eyes, and I am confused about her question. “Yeah I have used community talk to sell stuff, it is an online yard sale site.” I am really confused about Kendra’s line of questioning and where she was he

Jessica drawls. “Is there a timing for getting girlfriends?” Lucian's mum scowls. Jessica shrugs. “I didn't say that, just that there are apps for getting fake dates nowadays.” Lucian gasps and I hope he isn't about to rat us out. His aunt thinks that he gasped in outrage and speaks for us. “Don't you dare ruin this exciting bubble with your unwanted criticism.”

GirlGoneWild, the more exclusive site where I’m supposed to do one-on-one shows for my highest spenders. Before I can open the app, a bunch of texts from kittentamer pops up. Kittentamer: Good girl. I knew you'd choose wisely. Kittentamer: Now for the real offer. Kittentamer: 100k every night, I'll cash app it right now but on one condition. Kittentamer: You'll do no more streams, or take any other clients. Kittentamer: Just us two, you'll do exactly what I say for an hour and I'll pay extra for extended time.

Ava had spent more nights than she’d ever admit with her fingers buried in her pussy, imagining him bending her over his desk and telling her what a good girl she was while he fucked her. But he would never look at her like that. Not the quiet, chubby girl who sat in the back and never spoke unless called on. Ava sighed and pulled her hand out of her leggings. She was too worked up to sleep and too lonely to do anything else. On a whim, she opened the app store and typed in something she’d seen mentioned in a late-night R8dd1t thread. VelvetChat. The description was simple: Anonymous. Discreet. Match based on desire.