Knock Knock Jokes Dirty Novels & Stories

*** *knock**knock**knock* The continuous knocking on my door doesn’t stop, for a moment I decide to ignore it until the person goes away, but the knocking doesn’t stop; each knock being louder than the last one. Who could be knocking at this hour of the night, it’s 2am in the morning, shouldn’t this person be sleeping. I lazily pull myself out of bed as I sleepily stagger to the door, careful not to trip. “Who’s that?” I ask with a yawn, the knocking immediately stops at the sound of my voice, the person on the other side of the door clears their throat before speaking up, “it’s me, open the door” “Nek!” I say in surprise, “what are you doing here?” I ask, “I came to get you”. I shake my hea

I lunge at him without thinking, grab him by the shirt and slam him against the wall hard enough for the impact to echo through the room. “You’re a fucking asshole!” “Wow,” he says, not losing that smile, “someone’s sensitive today.” Mistake. Big mistake. He hits me in the side and the air leaves my lungs for a second, but I don’t back off, I throw a punch straight to his jaw, feel the impact in my knuckles and the small satisfaction that comes with it. Yeah. Totally worth it. Mateo recovers fast, too fast, shoves me back, and in less than two seconds this isn’t an argument anymore, it’s a real fight.

“Joke’s on you. We’re going to win. And when we do, these boys are taking off their clothes and skinny-dipping with us while you clean our dirty clothes with your tongue.” My brows lifted. “You’ve been watching too much reality TV.” “I have this crazy feeling one thing’s going to lead to another and I’m gonna get that hockey boy money.” “Sure, Molly,” I said, flashing a cold smile. “Keep those dreams alive. Meanwhile, I’ll be living in the real world where your team of girly girls has no shot at beating a professional hockey team.” Something flickered behind her smug mask. A tremor. A flash of what if I’ve messed up.

I reply, my voice softening, "Is everything alright? Why do you call?” -["Papa, I… I’ve a joke,"]- He says, his tiny voice brimming with excitement. "Oh, I love jokes! Go ahead, buddy," I encourage, looking forward to the adorable punchline. -["Knock, knock.”]- "Who's there?" I play along. -["Ba… na… na.”]- "Banana who?" I ask with feigning curiosity. -["Ba-na-na… fall down… and… go boom!"]-

He gently bit my skin and pressed hard inside my vagina when he found the G-spot, “How will he react when he sees his best friend doing this with her uncle?" He emphasized the word "uncle" as a way of teasing me. Pulling my hand down to touch the swollen in his crotch, he groaned in a low voice, "Little doll, this place needs you now." I was startled and tried to pull my hand back, my voice was about to fade as tears welled up in my eyes, "Please..." “Please thrust inside you?” His low laugh added to the excitement. I gasped and shook my head. But my pussy's constant flow of wetness betrayed my refusal. I really didn't expect that I would go crazy because of this lustful and dirty joke and I

"Kaiden and Roman would have such a field day if they ever heard me telling something like that." "Well, good thing I'm not a dad. Hey, do you want to hear a joke about construction? I'm still working on it." I choke on my own saliva in an effort to groan louder than Dad, but I have to admit mom's lame jokes are taking my mind off the stinging pain and desire in my body. "Then there's the one about the clown who visited his cousin in Austra—" Dad opens his mouth to cut her off, but he's interrupted by a loud banging on the front door.

He lamented, his hand on his chest feigning hurt. “You talk too much,” Jonathan gave him a knock on the head, his eyes not leaving the road. “Ouch!” Brian cried. “What the hell was that for?” He stared daggers at Jonathan. “You want to cause an accident with your glare?” Jonathan asked. “That knock was a little too loud,” I said, chuckling silently. “I know right?” Brian agreed. “Wait! Are you mocking me?” He said swiftly turning to face me. “I would never do that,” I said, folding my lips inward to suppress my laughter.

Richard’s rumble: “That’s it, good girl. Suck Daddy’s cock while your brother-in-law breeds you.” Jake’s mocking laugh: “Look at her go. Such a perfect housewife on the outside. Inside she’s just a creampie slut for family dick.” The pressure coils tight in my belly. My pussy flutters and grips my fingers like it is begging for the real thing. I am so close, right on the edge, legs shaking, breath coming in desperate gasps. One more circle on my clit and I will, A sharp knock on the bathroom door jolts me. My eyes fly open. My fingers stay buried deep in my dripping cunt, gown bunched around my waist, legs spread wide and obscene.

When i squeaked closing my eyes with right hand and covering my upper body with left hand. ''Kya hua (what happened)??'' He asked me. ''Kya hua, huh?? Oshovya chele. (What happened, huh?? You shameless person). How can you stand up like this infront of me??'' I asked him. ''What do you mean??'' He asked me clueless. ''How can you get up without wearing anything?? Shameless person.'' I said to him only to hear his hearty laugh. ''What am i some kind of joke??'' I asked him angrily. In answer he pinched both of my cheeks and said in baby voice

He chuckles with realization, “ You are so damn innocent it makes me want to do the dirtiest shit to you,” Fuck it! Maybe spending my early morning like this doesn’t sound so bad.