Blissful Ignorance Novels & Stories

I savoured every bit of him, his saliva, his taste, his everything. It was so nice till the extent. No matter how bad it seems, it doesn't really feel bad. And everything was good. “ Argh!” He let out a low groan. Immediately, he broke the kiss. I felt it, he was cumming. I felt his dick pulse inside of me with every second. Almost immediately, he felt flat to the floor. His eyes rolled in. I lied down on his chest as I felt his dick slowly slide out my pussy. Immediately, I also closed my eyes. And slowly I drowned into the darkest abyss .

" We stood in silence in the hall next to the lawn, just watching the other students walk by. What was happening on campus and in the Tribus was largely irrelevant chit-chat. Maybe this is the best solution. Knowing that you could be attacked at any moment made it hard to relax and enjoy life. The truth is that ignorance can be both a blessing and a curse. The benefit and the drawback are both there. For a while, peace can reign when people are less well-informed. In that case, we wouldn't be ready for uncertainty. As a result of our lack of knowledge, we must deal with the fallout. I think there is danger here, and I'd prefer not to find out the hard way. I like to be prepared with a backup

I shut my eyes really tight as I tried to shut my mind as well, completely from the thoughts of Voldemort coming in. “Heyy, wakie wakie, Yifa. It’s time to get your ass up.” I heard a familiar voice echoing in my subconscious state. I was lost in my imaginary world once again. This time it wasn’t a nightmare but a night bliss. If there was anything like Night bliss. I call it night bliss because that was the period of time where I get to live my most wanted desires in my sleep.

The kiss was just a mistake. 'How long are you gonna be dumb? It's very clear what's happening...' my subconscious starts but I shut her out. He doesn't answer so I speak again "Good, because if you did, that would be a big problem" I shove a fork full of omelette in my mouth and chew. "Why?" He mutters, impassively. "Uh...it's a fake marriage, we'll done in a few months" I say, quietly, putting my elbow on the table and moving my wrist in the most casual way "...and you have a rather possessive mistress"

I lay there trembling, body buzzing, mind hazy with satisfaction and confusion. My phone buzzed on the nightstand. I reached for it lazily, opening the message from Lisa. It was a video. Lisa on her bed, legs spread wide, fingers pumping in and out of her clean-shaven, dripping wet pussy. Her eyes were closed, head thrown back, lips parted in ecstasy like she was high on it. The wet sounds were loud, her big tits heaving as she moaned my name softly.

For the first few weeks, I thought I did but no matter what I did, I couldn’t get rid of that emptiness I felt. I learned the true meaning of the proverb ‘Ignorance is bliss.’ at that time. I stopped chasing behind the news about my best friends who left me. I avoided watching or listening to anything that said D5, it helped but that wasn’t enough. It was like throwing all your laundry under the bed when someone visits your room. It might make your room presentable at that moment but eventually, you will have to face the monster under your bed.

“For the first time in my life, I enjoyed wholeheartedly. I can’t thank you enough to fulfill my wish in this way. I just love being with these kids.” The sky looks towards the kids with lots of love in her eyes, who were still didn’t get tired and still running behind each other playing busy in their run and chase play. Hmm, I release a deep sigh. She will not change at all and never stop thanks to me, her own husband. Always being grateful, even for no reason, is in her upbringing. “Hmm, how innocent and lovable these kids are but Destiny played a very cruel trick on them and I can understand their pain even if they will express nothing.”

It was a result as unique as Travis himself. She was falling in love with him, and they were doomed to fail. "Bliss?" He knocked on the bathroom door. She flinched and turned toward the white pocket door. If she ignored him, would he go away? She couldn't be so lucky. "Yeah?" "You done in there?" "Almost." She held her breath and listened, but of course he couldn't do her the favor of making a tiny bit of sound. Freaking man. Bliss turned back to the mirror. She'd showered. Dried her hair. Brushed and flossed her teeth. Scrubbed and moisturized her face. Was she missing something? Could she squeeze out a few more moments alone with her merry-go-round of thoughts?

I tried to lie to myself that it was the plush carpeting that felt like I was sinking my feet into sand or that it was the beautiful reading corner that made my body itch with excitement to use it and fingers tremble with the urge to hold a sweet-smelling book. However, my lips curled themselves into a wry smile as I grudgingly admitted to myself that my strange comfort was not due to any of what I had listed or the other luxuries of the room or house, but… It's because of that memory, isn't it? Blaire's voice asked in my head. I tried to shoo it away. Go away, Blaire. Not until you admit to yourself the truth. I mentally rolled my eyes even as the flashback washed over me.

"An enhancement. Look around, Bima. Everyone is happy. Everyone is satisfied." He swept his hand across the room. Indeed, the other patrons were slurping their noodles with evident pleasure, their faces blissful, their eyes slightly vacant. The hum, Bima realized, was affecting everyone, but only those attuned to it, like his group, perceived its insidious nature. "They're not happy," Riska whispered, her eyes wide with horror. "They're programmed." "A matter of perspective," the man countered smoothly. "Ignorance, after all, is bliss. Especially when paired with peak gastronomic performance."