90s Nia Long Novels & Stories

The taller one who I decided to call Nia said as she pushed me down on the bed with a single finger. She crawled on me and stopped when her head was directly above mine and her pussy was hovering right above my cock. We were still wearing clothes except she wasn’t wearing underwear and that extremely short gown she wore made it very possible for me to see the treasures underneath. She laid down on my body and licked my ears then my neck, then she rubbed my chest and went down slowly like she’s been doing things like this for years.

Leaning against the wall, dragging on a cigarette like she owned the air in the room. Zia blinked, her throat dry. “Nia?” she croaked, her voice raw. “Surprise,” Nia smirked, flicking ash onto the dusty floor. “Long time, no see, huh?” Six years. Six years since Zia had seen her sister, and she looked as chaotic as ever. Nia’s jet-black hair hung in jagged waves, her eyeliner smeared like war paint. She wore a ripped tank top, jeans that had seen better days, and an expression that screamed, trouble’s here.

' Naomi spent hours looking through all the books in the house but couldn't find a single book decoding her mother's journal. It was late at night, and Naomi sat at the desk, pondering. She accidentally caught a glimpse of a plastic ring on the bookshelf. ‘It was from Mister Long Legs. Mister Long Legs, I used to think I was smart, but now I feel so dumb.’ 'Shannon, are you Mister Long Legs?' Suddenly, her cell phone rang in a special tone. It was Nine. "Nine, you didn't call me for a long time." Naomi raised an eyebrow.

When Nia came back, he look like relaxed in his position while sipping his mocha latte coffee. Nia put a day cream, moisturizer and brushed her eye brows before she joined him on breakfast. Because of embarrassment, she stayed silent and will answer to his questions only when he asked her first. She put on an apple green summer dress with butterflies on it and pair it with a black rubber shoes. Usually she'll use her plain navy blue doll shoes--the one that she used yesterday--but she wants to use the other pair. On the other hand, Bryce wear a Sando below his white shirt and put on a sky blue long sleeves and hawaiian broad shorts.

He feels a bit irritated with this Zayne guy. Bang! Bang! Bang! "9,9,9" "See…that's my lucky number!" Yu Luan smiles widely. "Okay, my turns up." Zenith took out his gun and started pointing on the shooting board. "Good luck, Zenith." Athena cheer him up while showing him a fighting spirit. "Thanks, sis.." Bang! Bang! Bang! "9,9,10." "Ahh~ Amazing!" Athena clap again and shake Zayne's shoulder a bit.

I always felt like I was just a regular guy. Growing up, my parents would shower me with their undivided attention as I was the only boy. My older sister Terry "bullied" me when we were kids, and because of her, I was a bit shy around girls. I just liked hanging around with noisy guys like Jon and Ira, as I felt they "protected" me. I had crushes, but never really told any girl I liked her. Jon joked that the girl must be the one to court me, for I usually clamped up around them. That is, until I met Nia.

Far away from all of this. He said he promised to spend every birthday with me. Forever. I was crying. "I won't let you die, Dad. I'll get the money. I promise." I went to the black market. I signed papers to sell my organs. I would have sold anything if it meant saving him. When I got back to the hospital, the doctors and nurses were crowded around his door. I pushed through. My dad was lying there. He wasn't breathing anymore. That was three years ago.

"You’re the one who got played, Mark!" "You and Lana aren’t together because you're both trash." "She’s stringing along some backup guy, and you’re out here begging to play daddy!" "And that so-called illegitimate kid? Lana probably doesn’t even know who the real father is!" All the files were filled with details about Lana’s messy personal life. Apparently, she had situationships with several rich guys. The whole “I’ve been in love with Nathan for ten years” narrative was just part of her carefully crafted image.

"Then remember to bring something to ward off evil spirits tonight. It won't be good if you get sick." At ten o'clock that night, I messed up my hair and put some pepper water in my eyes, which made them very red. I walked out of the house with my mother-in-law’s favorite bag and a toy that I prepared in advance. Along the way, I hummed my mother-in-law's favorite songs and started knocking from door to door. At this time, many people were either just going to bed or preparing to rest. I had woken up many people when the time was just right. Some people called me from behind, but I turned a deaf ear and continued walking forward until I stopped at the door of Gillian's house.

I say sweetly right after sipping on my drink. I turn to Nia. Nia is a part time maid, she's Maria's God daughter and is still studying to become a social worker, she's engaged to a boy named Cole and the two are madly in love. Nia is a year younger then me and she is a sweet girl, she came to work when I first arrived here and has been a sweetheart ever since. " What's he doing now?" I ask her. " Um he's reading a book." She says, tucking her dark red dyed hair behind her ear.