Novel & Cerita One Night Stand Sex Stories

Not too close, just enough that I didn't feel concerned. “That morning, I reached for my phone because…” He smiled sadly. “I wanted your number. I wanted breakfast. I wanted to know your real name and I wanted another day… with you. But then you rejected me before I could even shoot my shot and I was hurt and…” His laugh carried no humor. “And then my stupid wallet disappeared. I just didn't know how to react.” The room became painfully quiet. “You were supposed to be a one-night stand.” I said, my voice surprisingly calm.

“Then I’ll call you and tell you I need you.” His eyes hold mine. “And you’ll talk me through it over the phone, or I’ll wait till you come home.” He rubs his thumbnail over his bottom lip as he listens, as if fascinated. “I don’t want to have sex with anyone else, Knox. I’m not that kind of girl. You are the only one-night stand I’ve ever had.” He squeezes my hand, pleased with that answer. “I’ve had sex with four people in my whole life, and you’re one of them.”

I would keep my promise to my mother, and this time no one would be here to make me do otherwise. “I took a shower and washed off our little encounter from my body. Can we move on?” “Nope,” she said cheerfully. “I’m never letting you live that down. Do you know how rare it is to find someone who looks like a Greek god and actually knows what to do in bed? And you just let him poof, disappear.” I sighed, leaning against the counter and pinching the bridge of my nose. “I didn’t let him disappear. The whole idea of a one-night stand is just that... a one-night stand. Only one night of your life. Not more. That’s literally how it works.”

No flings, no hookups, as I had been faithful to Sean all these years. Even though I was at a lounge, I would not say I liked the idea of picking a random dude to go home with and never see again. I would be a hole. That’s what Sean called me when he had finished fucking that lady and they had caught me staring. No remorse on his face. Sean had given me an evil smirk and told me right to my face that he did that on purpose because I don’t satisfy him sexually enough. And I never let him touch me enough.

"But who is this stranger you're talking about?" I felt annoyed at her constant questions. I closed my eyes and leaned back against the seat. "Elizabeth, I'm your friend. You can tell me." "I slept with a stranger." I couldn't see Stella's reaction, but I could imagine her shock. "Elizabeth! You're such a reckless little devil," she said, her voice barely a whisper. As I remembered the passionate encounter in the room, a smile spread across my face. It was an experience that had helped me forget the pain of my past relationship. I was looking forward to seeing him again.

Before I could turn to look for violet, my gaze fell on two men and it took a second for me to focus. They were coming close to me with disgusting smirks. Something in my chest suddenly shifts, when one of them reaches for my left arm. I flinch. “Let me go please.” The other man reaches for my right arm, they felt too comfortable and too close to me. I wanted a one night stand but not like this. “Don’t be a stubborn bitch…isn’t this what you came for?” the one holding my right hand said, with his lips leaning onto my ears.

A whole new promising future. And all that because a one-night-stand did not go as it should have.

Julia looked at him with squinting eyes and began to rub her wrist where it was aching after this animal encased her wrists like the bones of his prey. She wanted to vomit the blood in anger that clotted in her throat because she didn’t like his tone at all. Every time there was a fight between them; he was the one who exerted all his might to dominate her. It was similar to last night as well. “Last night!!” Julia mumbled and recalled everything that had happened in the past hours. Julia felt something within her stir. Averting her eyes from him, she asked sheepishly, “Did you use condoms last night?”

Clothes, both men's and women's, were scattered all over the bed and the floor, the undeniable evidence of what had happened the night before—she had slept with a man. Suddenly, the fragmented memories of last night crashed into her mind. She had been abducted by a stranger, and then everything went black. Her mind flickered with disjointed images, the man pressing on top of her, his hungry desire, the kiss, and the hands that had driven her to madness... "DAMN!" she whispered under her breath, her voice trembling with a mixture of despair and fury. "A FUCKING one-night stand?!" At that moment, the sound of running water came from the bathroom, harsh and loud in the otherwise silent room.