Juniper Wells
Stories (7/0)
Do Me
Read Chapter Four below Sex meant something different for every person. For some people it was to share love, for others it was to manipulate but for these two people, it was just an itch. They just wanted a direction for their lives. Diana was a woman with a broken heart, while Nicholas was a boy forever surrounded by scandal.
By Juniper Wells2 years ago in Filthy
Oh God - Chapter Two
Description Octavia had fallen in love for the first time, with the perfect person, on paper. There was however one little issue the sex was bad; more than bad, it was terrible. While at bachelorettes she gets a little too drunk and finds herself waking up in the bed of a stranger; and her only memory is the life-changing sex, and the guy is a complete dick. Octavia finds herself in an unusual situation not wanting to walk away from who she believes is the love of her life, but equally unable to stop having that unforgettable sex with an arrogant arsehole.
By Juniper Wells2 years ago in Filthy
Do Me
Read Chapter Three While the sun rose over New York City, Diana was wrapped up in the white bedsheets that belonged to Nicholas. As Diana slept, he had just been out jogging and was being monitored by several cameras. He knew within an hour, his pictures would be all over the internet. Nicolas had concluded it wouldn't do him any good to hide. He didn't have time for that bullshit and it would only make him look weak.
By Juniper Wells2 years ago in Filthy
Oh God - Chapter One
Description Octavia had fallen in love for the first time, with the perfect person, on paper. There was however one little issue the sex was bad; more than bad, it was terrible. While at bachelorettes she gets a little too drunk and finds herself waking up in the bed of a stranger; and her only memory is the life-changing sex, and the guy is a complete dick. Octavia finds herself in an unusual situation not wanting to walk away from who she believes is the love of her life, but equally unable to stop having that unforgettable sex with an arrogant arsehole.
By Juniper Wells2 years ago in Fiction
Do Me
Check out Chapter Two first... Saturday nights for a twenty-one-year-olds were simple; it was a night for drinking and being out with friends. Diana was sat at a small round table, at one of the many nightclubs with three of her closest friends. First was Hannah, a red hair green-eyed waitress who had dreams of being on Broadway. She had starred in the chorus of a number of small productions, but she had yet to have her big break. She was quite timid and therefore her dreams seem a little unrealistic to all those who had never heard her sing.
By Juniper Wells2 years ago in Filthy
Do Me
Be sure to check out chapter one first Diana Clark lives in a two-bedroom apartment along with her older brother. Their parents had passed away a couple of years ago; a few months before Diana had started her senior year, and ever since they had been closer than you thought was possible. Diana had completed her second year of college at NYU. Her brother currently worked for a public relations firm. Diana's brother, Tommy had sold their parent's house and paid off the debt on his little apartment. Diana had been mad when she found out that he had sold her childhood home. That, however, all faded when she learned that he had invested much of the inheritance into her college life. They had a lot of savings between the two of them, but with Tommy working a shitty job, their outgoings were much bigger than the income. This was fine until Diana finished college, but after those two years, they would find themselves in a difficult situation unless Diana at least contributed a little part to their family pot. In the current time, his girlfriend did help a lot, especially with things like the water bill and electricity if she spent a significant number of days here over than her place.
By Juniper Wells2 years ago in Fiction
Do Me
Story is rated R Pushed in the hollow wall of a wardrobe, Diana Clark and Nolan Dunn were pressed against one another so tightly, so compressed that a sheet of paper could not fit between them. He had his hand on her ass, grabbing it maybe a little bit too tightly. They were both holding their breaths, however, no matter how quiet they were being, the two of them believed they might as well be screaming from the treetops.
By Juniper Wells2 years ago in Filthy