All Chapters of Dirty (short stories): Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Amina had been driving back from a weekend conference when the rain started. It was not the usual drizzle. This was a heavy angry rain that hammered her car windshield like it wanted to break through it. The road turned into a river fast. her visibility dropped to almost nothing, she clearly couldn't see any thing, her car hydroplaned once then twice and she gripped the wheel tighter with her heart pounding real fast. She should have pulled over earlier. She knew the road to her village was bad in weather like this but she was tired and eager to get home, and she thought she could make it but guess she was wrong. The engine stopped, the car headlight flickered. The car rolled to a stop on the road, dead. She tried starting it again but nothing was working both battery or alternator or something, she was not a mechanic, so she didn't kmow, the rain pounded the car roof, worse there was no signal on her phone and no other cars in sight. She sat there for twenty minutes cursing unde

The second day passed in a mist of tension and quiet touches. They ate breakfast together, simple eggs and bread Kayode made on the small stove, talking about nothing important. The conversation drifted to music, to childhood memories, to the little things that made them laugh, but underneath it all the air stayed thick. Every brush of fingers when passing the salt, every time their eyes met across the table, every shared look felt like it was calling them closer . By afternoon the rain eased but not enough to leave. The road was still flooded. The car was still dead, so they had to still be there, and yet still alone. Kayode moved to the old upright piano in the corner of the cabin. The instrument looked out of place in the simple space, but he sat down anyway, his fingers brushing the keys lightly. He decided to play something soft and slow, a melody that felt like raindrops on leaves, gentle at first then building with quiet emotion. Amina watched him from the couch,

Amina turned and looked at him, her eyes steady in the soft glow of the dying fire. “I’m leaving tomorrow,” she said quietly. “The road should be clear enough by morning. My sister is coming to get me.”Kayode held her gaze for a long moment, the weight of her words settling between them like the last drops of rain on the roof. Then a slow smirk curved his lips, the kind that carried both challenge and invitation.“Let’s make this night an honorable one,” he said, his voice low and rough.The words landed like a spark on dry grass. Amina felt the heat bloom low in her belly, spreading fast within her body, she did not smile back, she just nodded once, small and certain.They did not rush, they stood up together from the couch, there hands brushing as they moved toward the bedroom, Kayode reached the bed first, turned to face her, and pulled her close by the waist. there were just the quiet sound of their breathing and the rain had finally stopped.He kissed her slowly yet deeply, his

The party was still alive when Sophia and Liam stepped back into the living room. The music thumped low, lights was dim, people swaying in the haze of smoke and laughter. No one seemed to notice they had disappeared for a while, Sophia smoothed her dress, her cheeks still flushed. Liam stayed close behind her, his hand brushing her lower back for a second before he pulled away.Someone shouted from the couch. “Truth or Dare! Come on, everyone!”A circle had formed on the floor, bottles was spinning, people began laughing, dares getting wilder. Sophia glanced at Liam, he raised an eyebrow, a smirk in place.“Still on?” he asked quietly.She smiled. “Let’s see how far this goes.”They joined the circle, the bottle was spun, it landed on Sophia then.“Truth or dare?” the guy asking grinning.“Dare,” she said without hesitation.He leaned forward. “Kiss the person to your left for ten seconds. No hands and touching allowed.The person to her left was a random guy from the party, tall,

Already naked, standing facing each other in the middle of the room, breathing heavy from the confessions they had just made, the truth hanging in the air like smoke after a fire. The party noise from the living room was a distant thump through the walls, barely noticeable now, like a background static that did not matter anymore. Sophia felt the heat from his body, close enough to touch but not yet touching, her skin tingling from the dares and the way his eyes looked at her like she was the only thing left in the world. Liam’s eyes were dark, pupils blown wide,his jaw tight like he was holding himself back by a thread, his cock hard and throbbing between them, its tip leaking as he waited for her to make the next move. Sophia stepped closer first. Her hand slid to his waist, her fingers splaying wide, pulling him against her until their bodies pressed flush. She felt how hard he was, the thick length of him pressing into her stomach. She tilted her head up. Looked at him.