Sassy Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Heading to his room. She’s wearing the shortest cut-off shorts I’ve ever seen, Daisy Dukes as my friend Rob called them when Veronica once wore something similar. She’s also wearing a white lacey crop top that looks more like a bra than a shirt. So it’s obvious why she is heading to his room. “You’re ignoring my girlfriend again,” he sneers. “Oh, I’m your girlfriend, am I?” the mysterious black beauty teases. I see his eyes cloud over mind-linking someone.

Oh, those are pretty- Sara fished the phone out my fingers and threw it onto the end of the bed. Climbed on top of me before I could get up. Pressed me down as I tried to reach for it. "L-Look! I'm sitting on you!", Sara quickly said. Missy, exciting me now won't do it. I reached around her. She bent her body into my hands. "Oh no look, your hands are dangerously close to my breasts!", Sara nervously laughed. I furrowed my brows. "I want to see the dresses." "No!" I met my girlfriend's eyes.

Cara stood rooted on her track staring at Sara. She must be so surprise seeing her in a man's house dressed like that. "Sara, what the fuck are you doing here? Cara asked, walking slowly towards Sara. "I can explain." Sara said thinking of what to say. "Start explaining because I wanna know everything" Cara said angrily. Sara looked at Daniel and then Zach ,but they were sitting on the couch watching the two sisters. "Sara." "She is my girlfriend."

Cassie said annoyingly. "Stop it, Cole. You're not being funny. Cassandra is my girlfriend, right angel?" I kissed her cheeks. “She’s mine.” "I am?" She stared at me. "Really? You're just saying that but you don't really mean it." She stood up and sat next to Gabby. "You don't want a girlfriend." "That's true! You hated the idea of being attached to anyone." Jake added. "So you want my bestie now Mr. Frankford. Seriously?" Gabby said teased.

Even though she was chewing bubble gum, her mouth was filled with the smell of smoke and alcohol. She still had the scent of several men on her body, and it wouldn't be surprising if she had slept with at least three different men this week. Regarding them, Frederick could not possibly have any interest. He simply responded indifferently, "Sorry, I already have a girlfriend and she's the only one I like." The sassy girl glanced at Fiona and scornfully smirked, saying, "A woman who acts so bashful when undressing… How could it be fun playing with her? I'm a lot more lively than she is. Would you like to have a drink and sleep with me?"

She urged me, her ass slamming into me as I drilled her. "I am prettier than your girlfriend! I have... ugh f*ck... I have better hair! Yes! A prettier face! Uhh! Longer legs! Sh*t yes! A better ass! Bigger f*cking bre*sts! F*ck! I have a better body than your girlfriend and you f*cking love me more because of it. F*CK YES!" She screamed out, my f*cking getting harder and harder progressively as she insulted my girlfriend more and more.

I deliberately tapped on a video. The moment I pressed play, obscene audio filled the space between us. Jenna's face turned pale. Henry's low, hoarse voice echoed clearly. "Jenna, right now, who do you like more? Me, or Chris?" Back then, she hadn't hesitated for even a second. "You. How could he compare? You're so much more interesting!" "Then let's play a game. He's a fashion designer, right? How about we let him design our wedding outfits?"

Coincidently, Vivian happened to see them as they entered the VIP room of Smith Gourmet, which was close to Central Mall. To maintain her facade as Jonathan’s girlfriend, she had spent a lot of money and time to secure a VIP access card for most of the Smith Group properties. The outsiders believed Jonathan had given her all of it - as Vivian was his supposed girlfriend. Over time, Vivian forgot how she had to spend a ton of money and use her connections to get those. Having forgotten that Jonathan had never accepted her as his girlfriend and that she had drugged and coerced him into agreeing to her claims, Vivian thought Jonathan was betraying her.

I scolded my youngest sister but she only laughed at me as if she is enjoying that I felt annoyed and uncomfortable in front of our parents. "Is Brother Craig handsome, Brother Sarge?" Selina asked again, unwilling to let go of her question. "He is handsome but it looks like Sister Sha is not his type. That's why he ignored her beauty," Sarge replied while laughing out loud which makes me more feels annoyed. Even Selina couldn't help but laugh at what her older brother said.

"Okay, wait. You never told me your boyfriend was that hot. Seriously, Sandy? How are you still a virgin dating a man like that?" Sandy blushed, clutching her drink. "He is hot," she admitted softly. "But he’s also a gentleman. He knows I want to wait until we’re married, and he respects that. He’s actually just told me he’s taking me on a luxury getaway with his friends and their girlfriends." She sighed happily. "I told him I wished you could come, but he thinks you'd feel like the odd one out."