Short Amusing Stories Novels & Stories

NESSA “You want me to get you pregnant?” He asked with raised brows as he rubbed the tip of his cock over the entrance of my wet cunt. “I'm joking, daddy. I'm on birth control.” I muttered with a soft laugh and his features relaxed as I wrapped my legs around his waist. “I'm sliding in baby.” He whispered as he slid into my cunt and a choked moan left my lips as his dick stretched me open. He let out a shaky groan as he took his time to slide in and out of me, making me throw my head backwards in pleasure.

“Do you like jokes?” “I do,” I said. He told me one about a duck in a library that made no sense and made perfect sense because he laughed so hard at the end that he forgot the last word and had to start again. Emma rolled her eyes and said she had a better one, and then her punchline was the same as Eli’s by accident and they both laughed until Stella smiled, and I had to look down for a second because the feeling in my chest was too much. When the laughter faded, Emma picked at a crumb and looked up. “Where do you live?”

It felt good—light, like a breath of fresh air in this park where the wind rustled the leaves around us. We sat on the bench after that, side by side, our shoulders almost touching. He started telling these silly jokes—the kind that weren’t even funny, just dry and ridiculous, like “Why did the scarecrow win an award? Because he was outstanding in his field.” Corny as hell. But I laughed anyway, hard and genuine, because the real joke was how bad they were, how he delivered them with that straight face like he thought they were gold. It warmed me up inside, chasing away the chill for a bit.

oh, the stories they would tell. They would only tell happy ones. The ones where my smile was wide, Junior's eyes sparkled with love and adoration, they would talk of the food we'd burn, and the many nights we'd order take out, they would speak of the many times I accidently farted around Junior and his teasing chuckles.

he said, his eyes sparkling with amusement. She raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What is it?" she asked, her voice curious. Mino took a deep breath, launching into a ridiculous tale about the time he accidentally superglued his shoes to the floor during a school assembly. He mimed the actions, making her laugh with his silly gestures. As he told the story, Mino's face contorted with exaggerated expressions, his voice rising and falling with comedic timing. He was a natural-born storyteller, and she found herself giggling uncontrollably at his antics.

With a sigh I tried to sleep as I had a University to attend to the next day. It was a week after Arman left for South Africa. And I was over the moon. I felt free and away from stress and fear. Everyone was present, having fun in the garden, talking and laughing, as only the young generation was present, we were laughing liking maniacs after centuries as Ammar told his sastay and lame Jokes. 'what do you call Mr bean standing far away?' 'what?' 'door bean.' he laughed out so loud, where as we just smiled at him who was thrashing in his chair.

His booming voice filled the air with glee, As he entertained us, setting spirits free. "Let's say old time jokes, shall we?" Chants of 'yes' sounded around the room. "Did you hear about the vampire who opened a bakery? He got into a lot of trouble because his cakes were always too bloody." The room erupted with laughter, a joyful sound, As we all shared in the mirth that went around. Stephanie chimed in with a witty remark, Adding to the humor, making the atmosphere spark. "Alpha Darwin, have you heard the one about the talking dog?

I smiled, intrigued by her enthusiasm, and leaned back in my chair, silently encouraging her to continue. Sophia launched into a series of stories, each one more silly and entertaining than the last. She told me about the time she had accidentally spilled coffee all over her shirt and had to walk out of the shop with a giant stain on her chest. She told me about the time she had tried to order a complicated coffee drink and had ended up with a concoction that was completely undrinkable. And she told me about the time she had met a friend at the coffee shop and had ended up getting into a heated argument with him over something ridiculous. As she talked, I found myself becoming more and more

The room was filled with an infectious energy, a blend of friendship, humor, and the thrill of discovering life’s unpredictable beauty. As the night wore on, our conversation grew more relaxed and playful. We swapped stories of our most embarrassing moments, each tale wilder than the last. I recounted the time I had accidentally walked into the wrong classroom and sat through an entire lecture before realizing my mistake. Favour shared a hilarious anecdote about a disastrously overcooked dinner in her first shared apartment, and Gift boasted about her uncanny ability to misplace her phone even when it was in her hand.

Jordan said in a less cold voice than usual “yes, there is good news and when you hear it you will be jumping like a crazy raccoon” “Hmm, then it must be something spectacular,” “UHmm…our Mickey has finally found himself a girlfriend, he is getting married..” because of hunger Michel had completely forgotten to tell her about the joke, So when Michel heard the sentence about him getting a girlfriend made him choke over his food.