A wannabe Instagram influencer

That PIG. Thirsting over other girls when I'm in the next room? He didn't even bother closing his phone. Is that how little he thought of her? That she'd just sit by idly and let him hurt her like this? No way. She was gonna confront him about this. Scrolling through the post history Sara could tell with ease that this was an amateur. Her oldest post was from, what? Three months ago? Laaame, this bitch doesn't even use use filters correctly. Sara found a little comfort in knowing that she did a way better than this excuse for an influencer. Being an alleged up and coming influencer herself Sara had a knack for criticizing others, never having the insight to criticize herself. If Sara had even an ounce of self awareness she would know how insanely vain and superficial her own posts were. Compared to her, this random girl on Mark's phone was a literal angel. Some of her most liked posts were pictures of : an open window, some novels, handholding, avocados and a golden retriever wearing a flower crown. Sara on the other hand wasn't so innocent. Given her fetish for scant clothing most of her posts were her trying to push the boundaries of what the guidelines would allow, and then some. She'd had more than one warning regarding _risqué _content. It was a miracle that someone like Sara had found a boyfriend that was willing to support her so called dream of becoming and influencer. Never having landed a job, nor an actual education for that matter he was the sole provider in the relationship. Sara mostly spent her days tanning, scrolling through Tik Tok and posting the occasional slutty picture to her Instagram. If Instagram didn't work out for her the last resort would be Only Fans. At least she could show off her favorite outfits there. She would NEVER **** herself as far as doing actual porn, though.

Hands now clean, Mark wiped them with a towel and proceeded to head back to the living room, where he could see the back of his girlfriends head. Sneaking up on her he slowly peered over her shoulder, seeing his phone in her hands. "I see you found my cousin's Instagram?". Sara felt stupid. REALLY stupid. She'd instantly jumped to conclusions, as per her jealous nature. She wanted me to follow her, maybe share some of her posts, to help with growth". "..." Sara couldn't find any words to respond with. Doing a double take she could clearly see the resemblance between them. And to think she'd been jealous! She wasn't even that attractive. Not that she would tell Mark that...

Some time had passed, and to Sara's dismay all they'd done up to this point was watch TV. Growing impatient Sara came up with a plan to get Mark in the mood. Rising slowly from the couch she proceeded to squeeze herself past Mark, making sure her huge ass was right up in his face as she did. She headed into the kitchen and got a bottle of wine and a couple of glasses. Back in the living room she now headed back over to the coffee table. She was careful to bend at her hips to really put her ass on display, giving it a little wiggle as she poured a generous amount of wine onto both glasses.

Mark really enjoyed the little things Sara did, that's mostly what she could contribute with anyways. The unemployed girlfriend did most of the chores, but that was mostly it. Watching her wiggle her butt at him as she poured wine he knew for sure that she was trying to seduce him, with great success might one add. He could feel his heart start beating as she finished up pouring and handed him his glass. Mark finally gave in, not really being that hard to entice in the first place he grabbed her waist and pulled her much smaller body back on the coach. One could hear her butt slap against his thighs as she landed. Sara's distinct lack of underwear beneath her gown really made it easy for Mark. Barely slipping his pants and underwear far enough down for him member to emerge he took her raw right then and there, her pussy being soaking wet already.
The session lasted for hours and after a while it proceeded into the bedroom where they both would fall asleep some four orgasms later.

They both woke up around noon the following day, who neither had any plans for as it was Saturday. Maybe Sara would make an effort and post another one of her pictures, but she didn't follow an actual schedule as it "Messed with her creative spirit" whatever the fuck that meant. Mark was the first one to actually get out of bed, leaving Sara awake on her phone. As Sara scrolled through her Insta feed she got a notification. An email. Excitement spiked as Sara's first train of thought was that it could be a potential brand who wanted her to promote for them. As she clicked on the notification she was directed to the mail in question. After about three seconds it was pretty obvious to Sara that it wasn't a potential business opportunity.

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