Ariana Greenblatt Porn Novels & Stories

"Um, sorry to barge in. The name's Lane Parker." I swallowed hard. Lane Parker? The porn star from out West? The porn star that got Drake drunk? "H-hi," I stuttered as my gaze moved to the woman standing just behind him. She was an older lady, but still as gorgeous as ever. Her long blonde hair reached her hips that were perfectly shaped like an hourglass. I noticed that she was skin and bones with the most voluptuous breasts I had ever seen. They were totally fake. Her gaze studied me just as much as I studied her. Who the hell was this too? My head wasn't in the right space to deal with more shit today.

the line dropped. I picked up my phone. Pornhub or cadehub? Or Amaye? I wasn’t thinking straight. I wanted to be comforted, or I wanted a release. A hand was still on my nipples. I was feeling the wetness in my panties and the anger swell in my belly. What do I do? I scrolled and scrolled with no direction in particular. I stopped at a name. I sent a text.

Ahh… Kayden... faster, please... more… feels so gooood…” Aria's body was shaking now as wave after wave of pleasure churned through her. Ariana felt like a whore… his whore, as she wantonly screamed out all those dirty words. She couldn't stop herself from spouting such shameful and scandalous words. “Kayden, I want to cum... It's too much… please…” “Patience, babydoll... You're not allowed to come until I tell you to.”

Walking away from her was even harder than standing right in front of her and feeling the arousal from her pussy. But if I didn’t leave now, I’ll probably never leave again. Ariana was still in my study when I got back, and she shot up from my chair. “Did you teach the bitch a lesson?” She asked, sashaying towards me. “Get naked.” There’s no way possible that I would work with the hard-on from Anya, and since Ariana was here, it was more than perfect. Ariana wasted no minute. Her hands went to her back and pulled down her zipper, and her dress followed suit.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

“Unforgivable.” “Right?!” Leyla looks vindicated. “Anyway, Aria tried to be nice at first, but the guy was staring at her coochie, and then the woman started going full Hulk mode.” A strange green feeling creeps up on me, too. “Leyla,” Aria groans, muffled. “Please stop.” She tries to hide her flustered face even more with her hands. I notice the porcelain skin, the manicured hands, the green nail polish, and the fullness of her tits, and my dick decides to make a move.

“The only person that loves filth is you, Nikolai. Everything was always about you.” I paused, cast her a glance and nodded. “Let's find out.” I poured the content of the bag on the floor and Arianna froze as she watched the items. “No, you are not using that on me,” her legs moved to protest after having her arms clinging to her back. “Do not bring that here.” “Let's get your memories back,” I found what I was looking for and as I stepped closer to Arianna with the vibrator and lube, I watched as she looked around, helplessness glued to her face— with the silent emotion that never leaves.

Before doing away with her statement, Ariana grabbed the edge of her skirt, pulled it down and slipped his nodding d*ck into her p*ssy. That's what has wished for, so upon seeing that, he snatched her *ss, pressured his d*ck into her bottomless p*ssy and kept the pace. Seeing him react, Ariana moaned, “F*ck her, baby. Let her feel your giant d*ck inside her stomach!” Meanwhile, Mark groaned, lifted her to the couches and slipped his hard d*ck back. With that, Ariana praised, “You are a good f*ck*r, Mark. Please — give our slutty guest a blast! Make her c*m the way you do with me.”

Ariana's POV; *Mature content below!* "I wanna give you a blowjob." I said out of nowhere to Damien whose eyes were glued to a file as he said cross-legged on the bed. "What? How the hell did you think about that?" His astonishment was understandable. What did his innocent, barely sexually experienced wife find out about blowjobs? "I was searching online for a way to please my man." I sat at one end of the bed with my back to him because I was too embarrassed to face him.

I don't need one," she affirmed, "Enough of me what about......ouch....." Ariana winced, a sudden discomfort interrupting her speech. " What is it?" Julia asked. "I've been experiencing some itching down there," she admitted, her words laced with a mix of embarrassment and concern. "It started after my breakup with Derick, and it's happened twice now." Julia's eyes widened in surprise, her lips curling into a smile. "Well, well," she teased playfully, unable to resist a quip. "Seems like your vagina doesn't agree with the breakup with Derick. It's making its displeasure known."