Dumbest Stories Novels & Stories

"That's my dare. Tom, I dare you to tell us the most perverted, fucked up thing you've ever done. And you better tell the truth." "Hey," I said with a grin, "Truth is better than fiction. Alright, let me think. 'Most fucked up' is kind of subjective." I pondered a few different stories I could tell, and settled on the one I bragged about most to the boys on the football team. "OK, I know the story for you. So you guys remember Greg and Gina Fosters?" "The twins who moved away last year?" Matt asked. "Greg was kind of hot. Decent dick," Sarah said offhandedly, making Matt wince.

I said aloud. Right now, I didn't know which made me feel worse, the crap and cooked up stories that had been over the news and internet, or Zora's stubbornness. For someone who was so smart and had gotten to the height of her career, she could make the most absurd decisions sometimes.

he said. The women burst into laughter. "She's really stupid. Anyone who wants to live would never lend her money," said one of them. "I know right, no wonder she still hasn't married Mr. Morrison even after so long. She must really be a dumb bitch!"

Story Note: “Room for One More” is a standalone short from my erotic collectiona mix of intense, sensual, and sometimes forbidden stories that explore the raw edges of desire. Each story introduces new characters, new fantasies, and unapologetically explicit encounters. This particular tale features a taboo dynamic between step-siblings, told with heat, dominance, and no holding back. Reader discretion is advised. *************************************************

"Are you dumb?" "Yes, and I also smell!"

Jamal nodded snapping his fingers as he went back to his seat, the man behind his chair moved to a cabinet at the side of the room and took out a bottle with two cups and placed them on the table, Jamal opened it up and filled both of the cups after that he stood up and walked to Damian handing him one, Damian took it looking at the liquid before he drank it and placed the cup down. “Can I tell you a story my mother used to tell me?” Damian abruptly asked. “Sure.” “Once upon a time the best con in the world got drop in the middle of the jungle, So he thought himself ‘I conquered that world, how hard would it be to conquer this one’ so he set out into the jungle where he ran into a Lion, norm

I can't believe that someone could utter such a dumb and stupid statement. "I never knew you are this dumb. How do you expect me to tell my family such blatant lies that hold no water? Do you think my family members are fools? Do you think they don't know me well enough to know the things I can do or not? Now listen carefully Mr. Dumb Head, my family knows what I am capable of doing, and sleeping with a stranger and getting impregnated by him is not one of them. I will never tell my family such blatant lies!" I fumed in anger.

“Lenoir stop being emotional, what happened is not deep—” “— OH! YOU GETTING SHOT AT BY DIFFERENT CATEGORIES OF BULLETS IS NO BIG DEAL?!” Lenoir chuckled like an insane person and continued nagging while I tried my very best not to lose my cool. I didn't even have the strength to yell, I used up all my energy at court. “THERE'S A DIFFERENCE BETWEEN BEING SMART AND BEING STUPID! AND YOU MY DEAR WIFE DEFINITELY DON'T FILL THE CATEGORY OF SMARTS!!”

The limits are limited for everyone who doesn't care what a blessing is for can't understand why they were sent into this world but because few people try this kind of stupidity we always found a new and a great story. As you can have my own example, I'm telling you the story of that one person who alone triumphs the world and also I'm telling you about the one who doesn't care about the value of human blood, or maybe he knows…,? Who knows!? Finally they reach the place where they wanted to, Jenny has something in her mind. She is thinking what if the address is not right, what if the man is the culprit who’s sitting inside in his house, and other confusing thoughts are floating in her head.

"Well, I just thought that we would be together now that mom and I are back." "Uh, what do you mean?" "Well you guys said you were off getting really smart so you could take care of yourself. But that night I heard mommy crying in the kitchen to grandma about a mistake." "What else did you hear buddy?" "Just stuff like 'I should of done better' 'I should of stayed and fought for him' but I wasn't sure who mommy was talking about." I knew exactly what she was talking about. I didn't think my heart could break anymore, but it did.