Prankster Couples Novels & Stories

she declared, her gaze flicking to Abhi. Oh, but I do. If these room arrangements are as bad as I suspect, Virin won't survive this trip. "You see, that's where it gets tricky," Virin said, holding up his hands like he was explaining quantum physics. "We couldn't just claim to be couples without proof, so I, um, made some fake marriage certificates. And to pull it off, we need to show IDs where you girls haven't changed your last names yet." The groans from the group were loud enough to rattle the walls. I was ready to strangle him.

“And now—what? You were on top of her, and if I hadn’t arrived—who knows what could have happened?” Trisha’s soft voice interrupted, almost shyly, “Um… guys? We’re… we’re here. And we’ve been hearing your argument.” “WE’RE NOT SIBLINGS!” Drake and I shouted simultaneously. “Uh… then you’re arguing like a couple!” Trisha countered. “We’re not a couple!” I insisted, flushed and fuming. “Really? Honestly… with the way you two bicker, you look more like a married couple,” Trisha said, elbowing Earl for emphasis. He nodded, trying to suppress a small laugh.

“You really think so?” “Believe me, I’ve been here before. I call them her Unfortunate Choices. Sometimes she joins a cult, sometimes she gets a tattoo.… Think of this marriage as an extreme piercing. Right this minute, they’re doing a Couples’ Quiz,” I add to encourage him. “I mean, what a joke! They haven’t got a clue about each other. Lottie will see that, and she’ll start to think straight, and then she’ll realize.” “Couples’ Quiz?” says Richard after a pause. “You mean like that TV game?” “Exactly. Like, ‘What is your partner’s favorite meal that you cook for her?’

Pete laughed, "Dude, it's a fuckin' spit roast trio...we could get the other dildo and have four of you! A Rob foursome!" I watched them squirm and buck, using every muscle in their bodies to drive the dildo into each other. A husband and wife, surrendering to their needs, passionately fucking each other with a shared dildo; it was primal and erotic, as their bodies slapped together in a heated rhythm of wanton lust. The slap of the bare flesh and their moans was nearly ready to push me over the brink. I groaned, "Mmmm...that's it...fuck each other good...use my big dicks...yeah...yeah...yeah, that's it...use all those dicks!"

Rage threatens to blur my vision as he walks to the wine bar and picks up a bottle, taking a clean glass along before corking it open and pouring a decent amount of the red liquid into the glass. “The part that knows we’re married, and a couple.” I run my fingers through my hair in frustration, a thin line holding me back from losing my mind. “ This is not a f*ck*ng real marriage, and we’re not a couple!” I cry out, desperate to get the information into his thick head. He shrugs, bringing the glass to his lips and taking a sip. “Couples live together, Peony. And that’s exactly what we’re doing, isn’t it?” He turns to me, a smug smile playing on his lips.

Ten commented upon noticing the fighting couple beside him. Both Jonathan and Stefani went silent after that, quietly they fought inside their heads instead. Who was the one who said they were married? When do they act like one and when do they don't? Was there even anyone who noticed that it was all just acting? Do they really look like a couple? Both frowned as they started picturing themselves together. Somehow, the image made their heartbeat louder and faster. Somehow, the image made their frowns disappear, and slowly, as the truck continued to move fast forward, memories of their silly scenarios together came and a smile made its way to their lips.

"You and Mom having sex with other people since shortly after you married? Does that mean someone else could be my father, or my brother's only my half brother?" "Oh, no, pumpkin. We'd stop having sex with others when she was trying to get pregnant. No, you're definitely mine all right and so's your brother." "So you just have sex with other people, go out on dates and such?" Lisa inquired. "No, no dates. We didn't want to do anything behind each others backs. We have sex with others as a couple, either spouse swapping with other couples or having group orgies with several other couples. It can get kind of wild, as you might expect. Women with women, guys with guys, everyone with everyone el

His hand brushed against mine intentionally, a lingering, scorching touch that made my fingers tremble. Kian flashed Julian a tight, corporate smile, but the moment my husband blinked, Kian’s gaze dropped straight to my high velvet collar, eyes flashing darkly. Cassian smirked openly. His tattooed fingers clamped tightly around the wine stem, his eyes pinning my lips with a predatory, shameless hunger. They were playing the game perfectly. We all pretended we had never met. We all pretended last night never happened. And as I stepped back, my heart hammering against my ribs, I desperately prayed to whatever god was listening that it would stay that way forever.

I faced both of them to explain and to stop nagging. "Guys let's make things clear, I don't have a relationship with Dave Arkiel and we will never have a relationship because he has a girlfriend and another one whatever we have now we are meeting, or even talking. That's because we need to stop the marriage arrangement . Because we both didn't like that. So please stop teasing us. He already has a girlfriend and I don't want to ruin whatever they have." I explained to my two naughty friends. "Fine." They both said at the same time.

Our family clapped and cheered. The rings were brought forth forward. She placed mine first. I placed hers. "They are real diamonds." I whispered. She smiled. They were a four piece set. "So…anyone against this?" The minister asked not really expecting someone. I glance over at Alex. He shrugs. "Not me." Aria laughs. "Well with the power invested in me by the state,I pronounce you…wait,you are already husband and wife so…whatever you may now…" I did not wait for him to finish. My arms wrapped around Aria's waist. I pulled her closer to me. My lips met with her. The kiss was soft at first till I deepened it.