One Night Stand Story Novels & Stories

what does he think, that if he introduces himself, they can go and get married and live happily ever after? "don't do this, okay? we are adults, and we slept together. it was a one night stand, and it was a mistake. let's just forget about it, can't we?" Elsa said. there was no expression on the man's face. she couldn't figure out what he was thinking. "this just doesn't make sense!" she thought.

Then, I met an accident on my way back to Clayland. As I stared into Krystal’s face, I discovered that the woman I had a one-night stand before was her! Then, I furrowed my brows in the realization that she used to be a wild woman who went out with her friends to get laid. I clenched my jaw as I imagined a scene where it wasn’t me she had a good time at that hotel. “Hey, is there something wrong?” she asked as soon as she noticed the changes in my expression. At that moment, I wanted to confront her if there were other men after me, but I felt like it could wait another time. Tonight should be a happy occasion for both of us, so I closed my eyes and discarded any thoughts about the past.

My wolf stirred uneasily, but I ignored her. It’s just fun, I told myself. One night. One man. Nothing binding. When the song ended, I was breathless, my cheeks hot. He leaned in, lips near my ear. “Come with me. Hotel across the street. No strings. Just fun.” My heart stuttered. A one-night stand. I’d never done it. Never dared. Wolves didn’t. But wasn’t that the point? Tonight wasn’t about what wolves did. It was about what I did.

If Regan ever learned how we met, she’d either laugh herself silly or refuse to believe I was telling the truth. The idea of the serious, prefers-the-quiet-of-living-in-a-cabin-in-the-woods-with-books-for-company Savannah Blackshaw going prowling for a one-night stand is impossible to imagine. Even now I struggle to believe it happened. “Well, we met in a bar, and we hit it off.” I told him I wanted a one-night stand, no strings attached. He bought me a drink and slipped his hand under my skirt. I came that first time in a dark corner booth with the people all around us none the wiser.

, I said and pushed her head off from my shoulder. She stirred in her place. She looked at me with angry eyes. " So , You mean that It was just a one night stand ", anger was leased in her voice . I smirked and said ," No , It wasn't a one night stand ". Her face relaxed hearing this but soon fell on my next words, " As you can see, We make it out in the day so we can call it a One Day stand ". . Her face colour drained .She was huffing in anger ." You Motherfucker ! ", She roared and grabbed my collar .

Our breaths are heavy and panting, and to top it off, we're already on the third drink. It's time to put her to bed! You know the expression by leaps and bounds? That's exactly how we got into your apartment, and I'm sure nothing was left in one piece along the way. In the middle of the night, our sounds blended together and spread through your bedroom as we sweated on your sheets. Her warmth and tightness left me out of orbit, and at some point I made a point of making her scream my name while I fucked her hard three times in a row. And when she literally blacked out, the day was already dawning. No one knew anyone's name and there was no need to. After all, it was just a one-night stand. S

She’s my One-night stand for goodness sake. One-night stands are meant to be flung away. They’re of no use, no value. I had defaulted by breaking the Playboy 101 rule. No matter how good she was in bed, she remains a One-night stand. You never reach out to her or try to get close to her. No sharing of contacts. No disclosure of identities. Just sex and she’s flung away. I let one night of pleasure get the best of me, blinding my reasoning when all that women have to offer is heartbreak.

"It was a one night stand that I agree with but judging by your behaviour, I can clearly see how affected you are Christina." "I am not affected by Tiffany. I agree it was my very official first one night stand and it was phenomenal but that's it. That's exactly where the scene ends." I tried to resonate. "You are such a bad liar. I can still see how hung up you are on him. So tell me, was the one night stand worth it?" Tiffany started her grilling as we walked from one section to another. "That dress would look cute on you." I said to Tiffany, pointing towards a dark, shimmering evening gown.

THEIR trip to the mall ended up being quite interesting — for Angelo — but annoying — for the three of them. It began with Narae meeting a guy she couldn't remember but claims to have a steamy night with her. She was fine with it when the man introduced himself, which quickly turned to a question, “Would you wanna be at my place tonight?” Narae refuses since she sticks to the “One night stand remains a one-time” policy, but then got easily pissed when the man gave her a business card and told her to call him if she wanna do ‘it’ again.

But despite knowing this I can't help but feel even more hurt and betrayed. *Come on Stacy. It was just a one night stand. It shouldn't mean anything.* I tell myself. But that doesn't make it hurt any less. Rather it digs the knife deeper into my chest. " It was just a One Night Stand, Nica. Nothing worth putting so much though into it,” I tell her and she shrugs. " How do you feel about having a new father?” "I'm not having a new father!” I snap and she flinches. I sigh and bury my face into my palms, resisting the urge to scream. " Sorry Nica, I'm just overwhelmed by everything going on. It's just too much to take in.”