روايات وقصص ضمن Arti One Night Stand

One night stands had not changed their meaning. No clingy goodbyes. No promises. Plus, she had other more important reasons. She grimaced. It was virtually impossible to get out of his arms. He fell on top of her after the umpteenth time of se*, both of them drained, unable to move. She had nearly fallen asleep, thanked God she didn't succumb to exhaustion. She realized it was dawn and she needed to hightail it before he woke up. With a heavy heart and after gazing at his perfectly carved physique to store in her memories for those lonely nights, she donned her wrinkled dress, sans the underwear. She didn't even know where it was and she had resigned to go commando for the time being.

I need an excellent one-night stand to get over him. We are out back smoking a shared cigarette. I am leaning up against a wall, one leg angle against the wall, and he asks me my name. I tell him to call me "A," and he tells me to call him " B." I let out a cute chuckled laugh because that was funny, then that's when I get a good honest look at him, and he is attractive in a very adorable way. He has a beautiful smile, innocent written all over it, and he is small but not too skinny. That is when I start to feel guilty, and my head drops a bit. I let out a big sigh, and he asks me what's wrong. I tell him the truth, which is that I am a bit hung up on someone and came out tonight looking to

Dilays Park sensed that there was something strange about Mia, and went to pull her to sit on the chair: “Tell me, where did you go last night, what did you do? Why didn't you answer the phone when you called me?" Mia buried her body on the sofa, she pondered for 10 minutes before she told her story last night: “Last night, I… slept with a man.” This sentence made Dilays, who was drinking water, spit it out and coughed until he lost the image of a strong woman: "Huh? Who is he?" Mia shook her head. Dilays opened his mouth wide: "Damn it, you're having a one-night stand with a stranger?" Mia remained silent.

He took a deep breath and tightened his grip around her tiny waist, preventing her from escaping. "Are you refusing now? It's too late, little girl!" The arrow is already on the line. How can it not be shot? This wildcat's weak resistance only provoked the man's possessive instinct. And then, as they say, whatever can happen will happen. Those two body keep entwining each other through a passionate night of love... The following day was beautiful. The first rays of morning sunlight penetrated through the glass window, shining on the messy blanket. On the king-size bed in VIP room 2109 of the Royal INVITE hotel, only one person was fast asleep, her naked body full of traces, enough to know ho

"Do you like this kind of stuff?" Startled, Eranthe snatched her phone back, blushing. "Uh, well, you know, art imitates life. There must be a reason why these books are popular." Colin sat down, and Eranthe suddenly looked at him with anticipation. "What? Are you planning for a one-night stand with me and then fleeing abroad? To give birth to a hacker son?" Eranthe clicked her tongue. "Are you teasing me?"

I clenched my fists, the sting of tears threatening to spill, but I quickly composed myself as I could not allow myself to cry over a stranger whom I barely knew. “Billy,” I whispered to myself, my voice shaky but determined. “You’re not going to let him make you feel small. What happened between you was nothing more than ONE PERFECT NIGHT STAND.” I assured myself and then entered the bathroom, taking a shower. After that, I dressed up and decided to leave. But as I was about to leave the room, my eyes landed on all the bills in the room, and I gave it a second thought, knowing that this money would eventually be taken by some cleaners, and that jerk would think I actually took it.

Ashley sneered coldly and jealously. Then she turned and walked away. Aurora’s hand on me became stiff instantly, and she removed it the moment Ashley turned and left, as though she just realized that she was touching fire. Her anger could not be matched. “Aurora…” I started, wanting to explain to her that the one-nightstand I had with Ashley was way before that night I spent with her, but Aurora wouldn’t have it. She was deeply hurt, pained, and embarrassed. I could see it in her eyes.

My chest tightened painfully,did my mate just leave me? I hugged myself tightly trying to steady my breath and my spiraling thoughts because I was almost about to run mad . He didn't ask for my name, he didn't ask for my number and it was obvious he didn't recognize me , he didn't even say anything about us seeing again. Did he just have a one night stand with me and disappeared. Well he must be the biggest joker of the century, I thought to myself as I steadied myself and stepped out of the library heading to my room to pack my things.

ARIA The warehouse doors slammed shut behind us and stayed locked for the entire weekend. No windows. No clocks. Just red lights, cameras, and an endless rotation of bodies. They gave me water, protein shakes, and cock. Nothing else. By the second night, I’d already taken twenty-three different men. Some from the Collective, others invited guests. My brand and fresh tattoos were constantly on display, constantly touched, constantly fucked against. I was on my back on the main platform, legs held wide by two of the guests — thick, rough guys who didn’t talk much. Just used. The one named Drake knelt between my thighs, his heavy cock slapping against my swollen, cum-leaking pussy.