Adult Knock Knock Jokes Novels & Stories

I teased. "Of course I did, I'd fall for you any day," he replied seriously. The quack?! "Stop messing around, come on, hit me with another joke." He said and chuckled as he pulled me closer to him, "Hm.. Okay, this one. Knock knock!" I can already laugh at my own joke. Pfft! "Who's there?" He replied, "Hatch." Haha! I'm so hilarious, I'm a prodigy comedian! Haha!

Knock knock I knocked on Kane's door slowly. While waiting for the man to open the door, I began to look myself up and down. Hopefully he doesn't feel allergic if he sees me wearing tacky clothes like this. An ankle-length skirt, an oversized and tacky pink shirt, thick glasses, fake moles, and hair tied in two. Great! My appearance is absolutely disgusting. I really wonder to myself why I prepared this outfit before flying to Switzerland. But all because of Kane. The man repeatedly told me to look tacky in front of him. So I suddenly had this outfit ready in my suitcase, even though when I put all this outfit in my suitcase, I was determined not to wear it. But it's become somewhat useful n

Bowen screamed. Everyone could hear the panic and hysteria in his voice. He stumbled off the stage, tripping and lurching toward the backstage area. In his panic, he didn't notice the steps. So, he twisted his ankle and fell straight down, rolling all the way down the stairs. The staff who were backstage finally snapped out of their daze. They fumbled in panic to shut off the screen. The giant screen went black in an instant. I became even more of a joke standing in front of the dark screen alone.

He made me laugh, a genuine, bubbling sound that felt good after the fear. “Your turn,” he challenged, when he finished. “Tell me a joke. Something to keep the darkness at bay.” I thought for a moment. “Okay, okay… What do you call a fake noodle?” He raised an eyebrow, a slight smile playing on his lips. “What?” “An impasta!” I delivered the punchline with a flourish, and he actually laughed, a deep, booming sound that warmed the room. “Alright, alright, that was a good one, for a rookie,” he teased. “My turn. Why did the scarecrow win an award?”

Every tick of the clock sounded like a countdown. Then, out of nowhere — Knock Knock. Knock The sound was so sharp it sliced through the air like a gunshot. Everyone froze. The first knock was loud. Confident. Not the kind that asked permission — the kind that announced authority. Jerry’s hand went straight to his gun. “Boss?” “Quiet,” I hissed. We waited. Then the knock again. Knock. Knock. Knock. Three times. Slow. Measured. Whoever was at the door wasn’t nervous. They knew exactly where they were.

In a fit of pique, I grabbed the lamp on the nightstand and was about to slam it on the floor when someone suddenly knocked on the door. "Who is that?" I asked, my arm stopping mid-air. No response came. But a few seconds later, I heard another knock. It was harder than the first one, almost like a banging. I dropped the lamp back to its previous position."Who the hell are you? Do you want to break the door?" The person knocking still didn't say anything. Instead, they continued banging on the door. I was pissed, to say the least. "What the fuck do you want? I didn't order any room service. Or are you housekeeping? You were here yesterday, weren't you? I don't want the room cleaned, so get l

AFTER TWO HOURS Loud knocks on the door of my apartment echoed continuously. In the silence of that place, I could hear the teasing of my childhood friends resonating throughout the hallway of that ten-room apartment. “Those brats! Hahaha,” I said. “Kate, OPEN THE DOOR!” Alvin said dramatically like Nora Aunor. I laughed as I opened the door because Alvin was already in drama mode, leaning back against the wall and sliding down to sit.

*IS HE SAYING THAT HE WILL CATCH ME? "DON'T TELL ME I HAVE TO JUMP!" I say loud and clear. He puts his hands on his waist and sighs, "Isn't that the point?" *IS HE CRAZY!* **KNOCKS**KNOCKS** Someone knocks at my door. "Are you okay, Joenabell? I hear noises." I freeze. That voice is from Kane! "Bulls**t!" I can't help but say a curse word. Kane's timing is on point!

I turned to face him, heart hammering so loud I could hear it in my ears. "So I should do it like you?" My voice came out steady at first, then cracked. "Find a quiet room, slip away with your colleague's secretary after parading me around as your perfect wife? Kiss her, touch her, fuck her where no one can see—except me, apparently. You're just as disgusting as me, Ethan. Maybe more." The slap came fast. His palm cracked across my cheek with a sound that echoed louder than any shout. Pain exploded across my face—sharp, stinging, hot. My head snapped to the side. For a second the room went white.

*knock* *knock* " yes! " Theo answered the door in the morning as he woke up after the knocking on the door. He looked at the sleeping bear over his chest and massaged her scalp as she stirred in her sleep due to the noises. " I was wondering would you like to have some early morning tea? " the woman questioned from the other side of the door as Theo didn't care to open the door and answer her properly. He didn't even climb down the bed let alone answer the door. " Thank you so much but we are tired " Theo responded and again went to sleep. However, Ira's call disturbed him, and this time Jeevika woke up.