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STORY PREVIEW: Blue Screen Brigade - Mia Khalifa
Please enjoy this free teaser of my latest piece of erotic fan fiction. A new chapter of my series Blue Screen Brigade focusing on online famous celebrities, starring former porn star turned influenced Mia Khalifa! The full fic is available now for my $10+ Supporters! Thanks for reading!
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WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction. The events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the streamers, influencers, social media platforms etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. All characters depicted in this fiction are over 18 years of age. I do not own Mia Khalifa or any other current or former streamer, porn star or social media influencer, or their characters or platforms.
Starring: Mia Khalifa
Blue Screen Brigade – Mia Khalifa
An erotic influencer fan-fiction story.
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WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction. The events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the streamers, influencers, social media platforms etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. All characters depicted in this fiction are over 18 years of age. I do not own Mia Khalifa or any other current or former streamer, porn star or social media influencer, or their characters or platforms.
Starring: Mia Khalifa
Blue Screen Brigade – Mia Khalifa
An erotic influencer fan-fiction story.
Written by DaxG2001 ([email protected])
Codes: Cons, MF, oral, anal, inter.
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Blue Screen Brigade specialised in computers, parts, peripherals and accessories ranging from full builds, service, security, back-up and recovery all the way to emergency call outs and repairs. Priding themselves on being able to handle anything from a total CPU meltdown to just repainting the letters on a keyboard. And with the bonus of having a 24/7 call-out service, at a price of course, they backed up the popularity of their business with a top notch service to match. With clients ranging from the average home to commercial, and including famous online influencers too.
“Man, it would be some shit if this was actually her.” Joseph Bruce remarked to himself as he approached the front door of the impressive looking home. Carrying a box with him, marked with labels that included the client name reading as ‘M. Khalifa’. “But nah, gotta be a coincidence.” He said with a smile. The nicely built, short haired white man clad in the standard uniform of the Brigade of a blue short sleeved shirt and a set of shorts, with the top with a branded logo of the company over the front pocket. Ringing the doorbell before he stepped back, pulling out his ID from his pocket to show he was legit with the matching photo.
A minute or so later, the door opened up and he could hide the pleasant surprise in his eyes when the client turned out indeed to be the former infamous porn star turned influencer, Mia Khalifa. The dark skinned, Lebanese-American beauty had on a robe of sorts, hiding what seemed to be a tight, green bikini on underneath. Topped off with a set of black thick rimmed glasses that the long, dark haired woman wore.
“Oh, fucking finally!” Mia sounded relieved as she opened the door wider before he’d even gotten a chance to give his usual, polite speech to customers. “My phone, right?”
“Yes, ma’am.” Joseph confirmed, putting the ID away. “One smart phone, cracked screen repaired.” He said, stepping closer so he could offer the box over.
“Thank god. Followers will think I hit the weed hard again if I don’t upload something today.” She joked as she took the box. “...What’s that fucking look for?” She remarked, seeing him staring.
“Sorry. Just, you know… Didn’t think it would be THE Mia Khalifa I was meeting today, that’s all.” Bruce stated.
“Right… You were what, expecting that other Mia Khalifa, right?” She smirked, giving him a glance over as she joked.
“Yeah, sure! The one who didn’t do…” He started to boldly say.
“Oh shut the fuck up! I get enough of that shit every day online reminding me.” Mia cut him off. “So what, want an autograph or something?”
“Heh, sure, let me just go back to the van and grab my autograph book.” He joked back. “Nah, I’m good. I don’t need any signatures now you’ve got the phone back. Just ticking boxes and I’m out of your way.” He said, trying to steer things back to being professional.
“That easy, huh? Sounds like someone is a quick finisher…” She more teasingly taunted him with another little look over.
“...That so?” He said, catching that remark. “Sounds like a problem you’ve got with who you hook up with.” Joseph countered, folding his arms over his chest. “Because I know it ain’t a problem with me.”
“Bullshit.” She bluntly said, locking eyes with him. “I’ve heard that line like a million times from guys. You couldn’t last five minutes with me.” Mia claimed with a clear tone that made it sound like a challenge.
“And what if I can?” He said back. “I last five minutes with you? I get to fuck those big fucking tits of yours like in one of your old films.”
She grit her teeth at that easy insult. “And I’ll be calling your fucking Bosses to tell them they got a creep on the workforce if you can’t.” Khalifa threatened as she stepped back from the door.
“That ain’t gonna be an issue.” Bruce confidently said as he took the offer, closing the door behind him. Following Mia into the home as she ditched the box on a table and led him to the couch in the living room area. “Guess your new influencer job pays pretty good, huh?” He remarked before she turned to look at him.
“I ain’t here for the small talk, asshole.” Khalifa said, but sounding like she was enjoying the banter. Making him let out a whistle of approval when she untied the robe and showed off that gorgeous body with her large, rounded tits pressed together in her bikini top. “Let’s see what I’m gonna finish off.” She added, dropping down rather too easily down into a squat in front of him.
“Be my fucking guest, babe…” He grinned, watching her reach for his shorts in order to yank them down.
For someone who had been used to seeing at least a few porn star sized dicks in her short skin flick career, even Mia’s eyes went wide in cock shock when she got an up close look at the thick, long white shaft that was hanging between his legs. “Fuck…” She said, staring at him for a long moment before her hand reached up to start to stroke him. “OK… Been a long fucking while since I’ve seen one this big…” She rather easily admitted before she looked up at him.
“What, we talking years? Whenever it was you quit the business?” Joseph taunted, revelling (and quite rightly) in getting a piece of a stacked hottie like this.
“Shut the fuck up!” She glared again, still annoyed clearly that no one has forgotten that short lived yet infamous career she previously had. “Set a fucking timer.” Khalifa demanded, even though technically the time should be starting with his prick hardening in her gasp.
“Alright, babe…” He said, groaning a bit from her strokes as he pulled out his phone. Quickly bringing out a stop watch app and setting five minutes on a timer. “Do your fucking worst… Or I guess, your best in this case.” He said with a smile.
