Short Stories To Read To Your Girlfriend Novels & Stories

I hаd mу fingеrѕ in my fiancee’s рuѕѕу during the еntirе ѕtоrу. I couldn't just help myself. By the time she was done telling her story, my dick was throbbing painfully, and I swear her pussy had gotten wetter. My fingers were covered in her arousal. Damn, those two lesbians had turned my fiancee into a horny dog in heat and banged her in a fucking public toilet at a club, and she fucking loved it. I could tell from the excitement swimming in her eyes.

my amazing girlfriend exclaimed, going as far as letting out a wolf whistle at the sight of her mother's fantastic bubble-butt so wantonly offered and presented to me. While I smiled like a lust-struck moron and my achingly stiff dick pulsed with need, Deb jumped to her feet and, letting go of her own tits, positioned herself beside Mandy's chair. Turning toward me with a playful grin on her lips, my amazing girlfriend invitingly went on. "Actually, I think Jeff should get a closer and deeper look... I mean, the real treasure is actually very tiny, and these big buttcheeks are kinda hiding it!"

The night was supposed to fun- a light-hearted escape from the stress of college and her marriage. But for Ashleigh, it was anything but that. While her friends lay passed out in their sleeping bags under, she sat on the couch staring at the empty bottles of wine on the coffee table, unable to sleep. No matter how hard she tried to distract herself, her thoughts kept circling back to Adrian and Caelia. The image from the article burned in her mind: the way they stood together, the warm smile on her face as she held him closely….. They looked perfect. They looked like the kind of couple Adrian and she were not.

She was touched that he cared about her that much. "I'd be lying if I said I was fine, but the gift from you helped me feel a lot better." And that was true. Though nothing could instantly chase away the dark clouds, the gift had gone a long way in helping her feel better and less lonely. "How did you know that I like reading?" He shrugged nonchalantly. "You look like the type who loves fairytales." "I do. The stories always make my heart melt, and I love how each story always ends with the words 'happily ever after'." Her eyes lit up when she spoke about things she loved, but then they dimmed,

Robot’s POV: I open my eyes and I realize that I’m lying down here in this box. I lift up my upper body and see a girl. I read her information using my programmed mind. Kim Mukgu –YOUR GIRLFRIEND. I smile at what I’ve read. So, she’s my girlfriend then. I get off from this box and hug her from the back. “Hello my girlfriend! Nice to meet you! Want to make love with me?” No one’s POV:

*l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l* We are moving towards the end of the story. What next story would you like to read? Forced marriage or pregnancy or divorce. I have three plots in my mind right now. Also, thank you for reading this book. I really appreciate all of you.

He groaned. I began laughing so hard after reading what nerdy has written in one of her stories, where she used my photo as the cover. “No wonder, that woman is really a virgin. Hahaha!” I was inside my room and it was past half-past ten already. I couldn’t sleep, that’s why I decided to read one of her story. And I just realized how all of her stories, aside from they all have lame sex scenes, they were almost all about secret love. I mean, about one-sided love.

I loved the concept of saving the damsel in distress. But then everything went down the hill when I discovered who my Girlfriend was. My Girlfriend had kept one of the biggest truths of her life from me. My Girlfriend was never a damsel in distress. My Girlfriend was Mafia Queen! **** Her Mysterious Lover (Book 3) -Ongoing Her life was full of misery and pain until she found out about her mysterious lover on the day of her thirteenth birthday. That person started to take care of her from a distance. What would happen when she gets separated from her mysterious love?

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r

***Authors Note*** Hey my lovely readers, so we come to the end of those beautiful steamy short stories. The next stories are still age-gap books, but a little bit longer. Buckle up tight and enjoy every step of the way. XoXo!!! Book title: My Arrogant Billionaire Boss. JADE “You’re going to have to do something, Jadey,” Hannah said. “You know I love you, and I want to help. I do, but I can’t keep