Facefart Story Novels & Stories

I teased after one kiss, my lips still tingling. “Not bad?” he said, pretending to be offended. “I’m a pro.” I laughed, shoving him lightly. “Keep telling yourself that.” He grinned and started telling me another story, this one about the time he accidentally shifted in the middle of a pack meeting when he was a kid. I was laughing so hard my sides hurt, and for a while, it was easy to forget about the accident, the pain, everything. It was just me and Lanvin, and it felt… right.

He in turn groaned in reluctance, and a moment's stillness later, he spoke like he was spilling gold out of his pie-hole, "I am the one who you like to call the Jerk Mummy King." Do you ever just forget to hide your expressions for a minute and then you're like 'I did not mean to make that face out loud'? Yes. That face. I was making exactly that face right about now. The Oh-sh*t-I'm-screwed face. Think! Think Lithe think! You are the sassy, smartassy most awesome little lollipop triple dipped in brilliance. Making an excuse is a piece of cake. Anything will do. Just speak up. You know you have got this. You can do this!

I think my face turned into tomato. "You! How dare you!" I frustratedly said and he just laughed! "You were the one who said that if i want a kiss," He said, his smile didn't vanished yet. I can tell he's not faking it, it is really real. "Aw, now you're embarrass? Don't be babe, it's just me and you in here." He said and he leans closer again. I picked up a pillow and shoved it on his face. I can't help but laugh. I feel like my heart is about to explode, and for the first time in my whole life, I feel happy, not guilty.

Everyone seems to have a question they wanted to ask and no one was waiting for anyone to ask first. But none of these questions mattered to Jasmine. She was not going to answer any of these. She wore a satisfactory smirk on her face celebrating her achievement. She has gotten the right effect she wanted to get. Now everyone would talk about how shameless she was. How she was not remorseful for what she did. She felt better that they would say she married Fabian for his money and did not care what people would say seeing her sex video everywhere in the internet. She wanted it to be that way.

I made a crying face. He saw me and controlled his laughter and said, "Ok ok, I will tell you. You know you drank so much yesterday that you passed out and when I was carrying you back from the bar you opened your eyes, saw me and started shouting that you love me. And you told me to let you down on your feet and when I did, you started stopping people to tell them that you love me and then passed out again." He started laughing again recollecting those memories. "Really? I did that?" I asked embarrassed.

We both knew that was a lie, and he knew me well enough to see through it. I couldn't help but smile at his expression. "Haha, Roo, that was hilarious. You know what? Next time you're about to make that face, let me know so I can capture it. You're so cute!" I continued laughing. "Oh my god, oh my god!" he started shouting, which made me stop abruptly. "What happened?" I asked, curious about his sudden outburst. He turned his face towards me and said, "Guys, finally, I did it! I made our Ella laugh after so many days. Finally, she smiles. Oh my god, my heart swells with pride," pretending to wipe away imaginary tears.

I said sarcastically and we both started laughing out loudly like hyenas. "What about your wife? I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to cut you guys honey moon short." Abdul said wriggling his eyebrows. Only if he knew. I laughed in response, cause I didn't really know what to say to that. "And let's not forget, please no eating of the face, pity my single self." I face palmed immediately he finished his statement, I shook my head repeatedly, hissing loudly. "Abdul! What is wrong with you, you have not changed at all, less I forget. You can never change." I replied sarcastically, "And what do you mean by eating faces? Care to interpret? " I asked, raising an eyebrow up.

"Well since you are so genius and you've figured that I want to be left alone then why are you bothering me?" "Let's say, I don't like to see sad faces especially if that face is this beautiful." He winked again. "God... get your eyes checked. And you are what a clown who can't stand sad faces?" "I am not, but... I can be that for you." He said and dipped his index finger in a ketchup bowl and painted it on his nose as he started making weird faces. "Hello beautiful, my name is Mr. Laughter and I make people laugh." He said it in a childish tone.

carved into it. On my first day in prison, the other inmates heard that "I" had killed a child in a hit-and-run and fled the scene. So, they pinned me to the ground and branded that mark of shame onto my face. From that day on, beatings became part of my daily life. Riley froze for a moment. A trace of guilt flashed in her eyes before it disappeared. Just then, Leo Ferdinand leaned out from the passenger seat. His face had been altered, and he no longer looked quite like he used to. Then again, with Riley being one of the most renowned plastic surgeons in the country, changing someone's face was effortless for her.

I struggled to break free from Dave, "It's just me talking to another man not me sleeping with another man. You have so little trust in me!" Dave looked at me in confusion. I took out the key to my room from my pocket and scratched it directly on my face. It was probably because of the strength I exerted that I felt a little pain and nothing else after. My face didn't seem to be hurt either. Dave grabbed my hand, and then the key, "What are you trying to do?" "Just so you will be rest assured." I looked up at Dave, "I'm not all that pretty but if I ruin my face in addition, others would keep their distance. Won't that be in your favor?"