Mia Anderson Porn Novels & Stories

The room was really large like a studio, there was a bed, a large table that displayed different sex toys you can ever find in the world and then some set of cameras. Mia had sent in her details after seeing the advert on a rated 21+ sex group she belonged to on telegram. This was like a dream come true for her, a chance to become a pornstar like she had always wanted. She was fully prepared for the audition. Although she couldn’t help but wonder why it was only one man in the room. “This is a private sex company with so much opportunities for pornstars.” He said as if reading her mind. “Do you want to be selected?”

We fucked like we were starving, grinding our greedy clits against each other until we convulsed in orgasms that left the sheeets drenched and our thighs trembling. Again, she was my everything. Men? They had never existed in our world. Not even a flicker of interest or a passing fantasy. Until that empty afternoon when boredom made me sick. Mia was gone for two weeks on some obligatory family retreat in the mountains and the apartment felt too quiet without her moans or her touches. I laid on the bed in nothing but lace panties, and a silk robe. With my phone in hand, I scrolled to our favorite p**n site. P**n was our shared vice and it was always girl-on-girl action. Something that mirrore

Mia would be the worst liar on Earth if she said that she did not want Adrian. She did not know when she came to this conclusion but last night, after he left her hanging, she could not fall asleep. For the fist time in her life since she understood what sex was, she has slipped her hand through her folds to dip her finger into her vigina and satisfy herself. Even after reaching the heights of pleasure over and over again, she did not feel satisfied. She kept recalling how he had felt inside her the day she was drugged. How he handled her body and brought her pleasure and then how he had taken her inside the pool. She wanted to experience that again but she was too proud to ask him to make l

Then we're scrolling through our favorite saved pornography websites, all of our various technological vices laid out for us in a half-crescent buffet of sexy digital foreplay. We end up on our favorite p**n site, and she's clicking through video options as her hand begins to rub the outline of my very hard cock through my sweatpants with firmer intent. I start to look like a ghost poking through a white sheet on an outdoor clothesline. She cocks an eyebrow at me like a slope I want to slide down as she clicks on a video that she seems to like, her fingers gliding down my bulging tent. In the video, a girl who looks quite similar to Maddy finds herself in the middle of two very fit young men

After recording this final scene, I tucked my phone away and turned around to flag down a cab. When I got home, I didn't turn on the lights. Instead, I sat on the couch in the darkness and replayed the video over and over. I noticed the fleeting hesitation on Zane's face when he put on the ring, and the way he gave in anyway. None of this was an accident. The laptop and wallpaper were all traps meticulously laid by Cassie, waiting for me, the rightful fiancee, to uncover my husband's true nature with my own hands. She had succeeded. My world, along with the 15 years of love, had been completely shattered.

But with a sudden loud bang, I was distracted by the sight of Mia tossing her cellphone on the ground before getting into her car and driving off. I’ve never seen Mia so angry before to the point where she breaks her cellphone. I got so worried, not knowing what to do or where she was heading. With a look of shock, I ran into the kitchen to my mom, explaining what had just happened, hoping and praying to God nothing bad happens. Mia “Good afternoon Mia Anderson. My name is Anthony Johnson your job application for the position of an accounts clerk has been denied,” the male figure stated; confused as I was, I started to question his decision as I walked around in circles trying to understand

Ryan jerked off thinking about her almost every night, imagining what it would feel like to bury his cock inside her. Tonight, Tyler had drunk too much beer while they played video games and passed out hard in his bedroom upstairs. Ryan went downstairs for a glass of water and stopped dead in the living room doorway. Mia was on the big couch, legs spread wide open. Her shorts and panties were pulled to the side. Two of her fingers were pumping deep in and out of her pink pussy while her other hand rubbed her clit in fast circles. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open. “Ryan… ahh fuck, Ryan… please fuck me,” she moaned softly, lost in her fantasy. Her hips bucked against her own hand, m

Christians POV I sighed as the cold water from the shower hit my skin. I allowed it to run down my body as I tried to get the picture of what just happened out of my mind. Bethany and I just finished a second round of sex. I called her because I just couldn't get Makaila out of my mind and trust me I have tried. She just seemed to be stuck there. Calling Bethany was the only way I saw fit to get her out of my head.