Dayana Crunk Novels & Stories

The peak of my popularity was reached and it is according to my wish. Selena is only a sweetener in your life. I got to know her when I was at Daniel, and we made love. When I was dating and I often post my photos with her, my prestige went up and I liked it. I travel to be a disc jockey at a big event, party and also some clubs who invite me for some reason. My price is also cheap, but you can say it's quite expensive, only playing for about 2-3 hours. We are equally lucky. Selena was flooded with job models and I was flooded with Dj jobs and also some advertisements. But if asked about my relationship with the woman who is currently sleeping on this hotel bed, I will answer if this relatio

The tears roll down her cheek but her smile is unwavering. "If it's a boy, how about Denis? What do you think of the name? I think it sounds cool." The tears are still falling so I bring my thumb to her cheeks and wipe away the tears. "Even though you look beautiful with tears on your face, I still don't Iike it when you cry." I say and she snorts. "I look beautiful with tears on my face?" She asks looking up at me. "You look beautiful however, whenever and with whatever." I say truthfully. Daphne has a mean girl's eyes if mean girls had icy blue like snow a queen's.

I keep the two worlds separate: my industrious days and my steamy nights. During daylight hours, I’m just Nina Clarke. But starting at midnight and ending at whatever time I can reach before falling asleep, I’m Naughty Nina. She’s my camgirl persona, the sexed-up version of myself I sell every night, and business is booming. Maybe even busting. I need cash, and this is a quick, mostly painless way to get it. Occasionally, I’ll have to deal with an overly friendly or rude customer, but in general, my clients worship me.

Striker I sat in my VIP balcony overlooking the club. Bodies writhed below me, grinding together in time to the music pumping through the speakers. The strobe lighting gave off the appearance of a grotesque rave. I sipped my scotch and stole a glance at my watch. Riley was late. Riley was never late.

she whispered, catching quizical piercing green eyes briefly as she focused back on her phone. Elena's cheeks reddened slightly, and she forced herself to calm some. She focused on the vibration. The rolling chair squeaked as Kris, the artist, adjusted to a new angle. The slight breeze of the AC as it kicked on pushed cool air into the room. Fuck. She thought to herself. Her nipples hardened as the coolness brushed over them.

I could hear her nails digging into the wall as she screamed my name. “Does my dark princess like it when my cock is buried deep in her hot tight cunt?” I hissed. “Yes, please more.” she mewled. What my Luna wants she gets. I took her fast and hard against the shower wall. I slid my hand up cupping her tit in my hand. Damn those tits are perfect. I pinched and twisted her nipple as I slammed into her tight pussy over and over. I knew she was getting close when her walls began to pulse around my cock. I bit her mark as I slammed into one last time making her scream as I filled her tight cunt with my cum. Her walls were gripping me like a fucking vice. I kissed her shoulder as I pulled out of

DEX. I'm walking down the school compound when I see her and I don't fail to recognise the wavy hair that I've got loads of pictures of on my phone. She's sitting on the bench with her legs pulled out before her and her headphones over her head, slowly nodding along to the beat of whatever she's listening to while rocking her legs gently and a smile pulls to my lips at her cuteness.

There were a lot of people in the cafeteria today, but it was the commotion happening at the end of the cafeteria that caught his eye. Dana stood there with Chloe and he paused at the door where he had first noticed it. Something was going on, but he wasn't sure what it was, yet. He folded his arms and watched, but what happened next baffled him. Dana slowly unscrewed the cap of the bottle of juice she was holding, Chloe totally unaware because she was looking at her face. “Oh, I see. Since you're such a dump that can take Zach’s bother, then maybe you should take this as well.” Dana said, emptying the content of the bottle on Chloe.

I could feel that the nightclub’s loud music was nothing compared to my tone. “Hell, yeah! I remember now so you can remove your hands off me, dude. Based on her identification card, her name was something like Dayana? No, it was Dayanera. Could it be? Wait, let me focus for a little while. You’re pressuring me, hmm…” I waited for Steve to remember it clearly, and this was the longest wait I ever did.