Millie Cha Porn Novels & Stories

’’ "Men sure know how to pick the crazy ones.'' I suck on her earlobe, receiving a moan. ''You are the right one now.'' Millie gets up and twists around, where she struggles to remove my jacket and I almost laugh. I don’t think she knows how much I want to be inside of her as I press her against the dresser and lifts her skirt up to her waist. I wrap her underwear off and slide a finger inside hr. Millie gasps, but I absorbed the sound with my mouth. ‘’Fuck, you are always so wet and ready for me.’’ Millie fumbles with my belt, but she stops and moans when I begin to work my finger in and out of her core. My thumb circle her clitoris, she bites her lips to not scream out and lean her head on

Millie caught her breath as she took in the full meaning of the picture. Millie hardly dared to look at the next picture, and she'd never even thought about sex in this way, this was not the kind of foreplay she had ever envisaged, and she had certainly never felt so turned on. Her core was heavy, throbbing almost, as her eyes dropped to the next picture. She drew in a sharp breath; the girl was laid face down across his lap, Nick's lap she had decided. His hand rested on her bottom, it looked as if he was stroking, soothing, deciding just where his hand was going to fall. She could almost feel his hand stroking her skin. He tenderly held one of her tied up hands, which were resting on the s

"What the fuck are you wearing?” Mila gave me a wink before patting her hair. "Well,” she began as she placed her hand on her waist. "As you can see, I am putting on…nothing." Tara's voice was higher than everyone else's. “Exactly," she screamed. Mila really wasn't wearing a thing left for the heels that she has on. Her small breasts swung sigh every step she took and the little black patch of hair above her pussy lips shone in the light from the chandelier above. She spread her legs apart, allowing her clit to be more visible as she bit down on her lip.

Roberta's POV The door swung open. What I saw almost stopped my heart. Millie was on top of Jace. Her body was moving. She was in a short black lingerie gown barely covering anything. Jace had nothing on. Their heads snapped toward me. His hands were still on her hips. For one second, nobody moved. Then Jace cursed under his breath. “Oh shit. Roberta— damn it. Can’t you knock?” Millie climbed off him slowly like she had all the time in the world. She flipped her hair over her shoulder and walked to my vanity chair. Sat down. Crossed her legs. Like she had always sat there, many times before.

Millie's eyes were shut, and her breasts were rising and falling when she was breathing. " Do you have enough?" I asked, placing my hand on her flat tummy. I had to get rid of this dress. I want to see her body in full. Millie was silent for a while, and I felt like she had fallen asleep. But then she shook her head. " That's my girl," I said with satisfaction. My fingers returned to her core, which was still drenched in her juices. Millie's body tensed in response, but then she started moving her hips up and down. That was all I needed. My fingers were entering her, and I could feel her pus*sy tightening around them.

Millie pouted at Natalie's sarcastic remarks. As she scrolled to the bottom of the chat, she saw many people asking for verification. Everyone was curious about the gossip, especially since it involved someone they knew. Thus, Millie replied, "Yes, I know her." Soon, the group chat erupted with excitement. They were astonished to discover that Millie actually knew Butterfly. Elijah: "Everyone on the internet says Butterfly is an AI." Millie: "Nope. She's a young woman."

When she started her wonder I couldn't help but groan out tilting my head back. But something caught my eye when I was about to look down to guide her head for a better pleasure, I look at the crowd and saw no other than Mila watching me but to my anger, a man was kneeling in front of her whilst sucking her. Looking into her eyes I could see satisfaction and pleasure brimming in them. She suddenly moaned and look down at the man but he was already lost in his world sucking away and licking every single squirt that comes out from her. I was so irritated that I didn't even know when I grabbed Cherry's head and started thrusting my shaft into her mouth. It was when she gagged that I paused and

"Why?" Millie asked. "No reason. It's an order." Then, Millie was shut inside the bathroom, feeling bewildered. Her curiosity got the better of her, and she quietly cracked the door open. She could vaguely hear strange noises coming from the bedroom. "Mmm..." "Ah—" The heavy breathing of a man and the soft moans of a woman. It sounded like... porn! Millie's face turned bright red at the realization. In her panic to close the door, she slipped and tumbled out of the bathroom.

*Warning* This chapter contains in-depth sexual content. POV Millie I know what I have to do. I need this challenge for him to be over. He wants sex and that’s what I intend to give him. I’m not going to do this just to let him have his goal be made, but I genuinely want it too. I know what’s going to happen when it’s over, it’ll be over. He will have gotten what he wanted, and he’ll move on with his life and so will I. It’s what needs to be done for us both to go back to what we know, our worlds are like water and oil, they’ll never mix. I’m in a weird state of mind right now, feeling a bit of sadness because, after tonight, there will be no more X, but at the same time, I am ner

I reached between us and rubbed her swollen clit while whispering filthy promises. “Gonna breed you again tonight. Pump another load into this perfect pussy. You’re going to leak my cum for days.” Millie’s moans turned into screams as I picked up speed, one hand lightly gripping her throat. The power and control had fully shifted back to me. I fucked her through two more orgasms—her pussy gushing around my cock—before I finally let myself go. With a deep groan I buried myself to the hilt and came hard, filling her my cum while the fire roared beside us. We stayed connected, panting, bodies trembling as the aftershocks rolled through us.