Stella Andrews Nudes Novels & Stories

My body wouldn't allow me to do what I wanted. "Okay," she smiled back at me. 🙈🙉🙊 I undressed Stella and gently placed her on the bed, removing my own clothes shortly after. I lay down beside her, caressing her body with my hands. Leaning on my elbow, I tenderly kissed her lips, neck, and collarbone, gradually moving down to her breast. Alternating between each nipple, I pleasured her with my mouth while stimulating her clit with my fingers. As she approached orgasm, her face flushed and her legs tensed. Sensing her nearing climax, I withdrew my fingers and replaced them with my tongue, causing her to cry out my name a minute later. I continued to lick her clit until she gradually came do

This was an opportunity I had not expected so soon. I stood at my bedroom window overlooking the backyard, drawn there by the sound of water splashing. There she was. Stella moved through the infinity pool with graceful strokes, wearing nothing but a skimpy white bikini that barely qualified as clothing. The thin fabric clung to her wet skin like a second layer, the top straining against the full, heavy curves of her breasts. Her nipples pressed prominently against the material, hardened by the cool water and the light breeze. The bottoms rode high on her hips, exposing the smooth expanse of her ass cheeks and the tempting V between her thighs. She looked like a vision crafted to torment me,

**Stella's POV** My bare feet hit frozen ground fast while I run into the trees. Branches whip at my face. The oversized shirt tangles around my legs, riding up dangerously high. I'm barely covered and the cheap red lingerie from the auction is all I have underneath, and even that's damaged. The panties ripped when my legs couldn't hold me on the stage earlier. They're basically held together by a thread. I might as well be running naked. But I don't care.

It was Nathan’s final words that made Stella flinch… And a while later, she returned her gun to her holster… Only to do something even more outrageous! Tossing Nathan her coat, she then began unbuttoning her shirt… and in the end, she only had her bra and tight leggings on! It was now plain to see that despite being so tall, Stella was still rather voluptuous! Grabbing Fiona by the chin, she then forced the trembling woman’s face against her bosom as she growled, “There! I believe that I’m just as curvy as you are!” Naturally, Fiona found herself speechless. To think that Stella wasn’t as flat as a board after all! Nathan himself was finding Stella more and more appalling by the second. She

Scarlett took off her overcoat and hung it on the coat rack at the entrance. “Scarlett! Glad to see you again!” Stella came down the stairs with a bright smile. She looked more business-like in her black pencil skirt and buttoned-up shirt. “Hey, Stella!” Scarlett smiled and said hello. She noticed that there stood a tall, thin man beside Stella. “This is Andrew, the chief photographer of our magazine.” Stella introduced him to Scarlett. Scarlett greeted him with a slight nod of her head, “Nice to meet you!” “She looks good.” Andrew didn’t mind her greeting but just turned to Stella and said.

“Well, I’m still human, Stella. And humans tend to… satisfy themselves. You can’t blame me.” “Wait, let me put it on video call,” Stella said quickly, and before I could protest, the call switched. Her face popped up on my screen, her hair was messy, clearly scattered from… something, and she was naked. I didn’t need to ask what she’d been doing to look like that. “Stella,” I groaned, shielding my eyes. “Please, can you wear something? Your boobs are flashing on my screen. Let’s switch back to normal call. I don’t want to see the person you had sex with.”

He moaned loudly, the sound vibrating against my lips, and just like that, he forgot all about our audience. I shoved his shirt up and off in one rough motion, tossing it aside. My hands roamed over his bare chest, thumbs flicking across his sensitive nipples until they hardened into tight peaks. “These are mine,” I growled against his skin, pinching one sharply. Gavin gasped, his back arching into my touch. Stella settled herself on a stack of clean tarps in the corner, legs crossed, watching us with hungry eyes. “Fuck… this is hotter than I imagined,” she breathed, one hand already slipping between her thighs.

"Oh, wait. I forgot. With that pale, shriveled face and those dead-fish eyes, the Alpha probably couldn't even tell if you're a boy or a girl. Don't poison the air with your pathetic stench. Get lost." I obeyed. I walked to a corner and sat down in a rickety chair. Just then, the main doors swung open. A powerful Alpha presence swept through the room. Everyone bowed their heads in submission. Andrew walked in. Even from the corner, I could feel the raw power rolling off him. He was tall, casting long shadows under the lights. His deep eyes scanned the room. Stella immediately straightened up, pushing out her chest as she walked toward him. Her face was a perfect mask of sorrow.

He realized Chantelle was gone and wondered if she had fallen back into the underground river and been swept away, or had some wild beast dragged her off in this desolate wilderness. Andrew was rarely this panicked as he forced himself up despite his exhaustion and walked around a large boulder. There he discovered a completely naked woman by the water's edge, wringing out her clothes. Her large breasts were in full view, her snow-white buttocks facing partially toward Andrew, as she worked diligently to squeeze every drop of water from her garments. What made it even more torturous was that Chantelle had removed even her last line of defense. Andrew smiled quietly, not making a sound to dis

Andrew POV I was currently sitting in my office, looking at the news on my laptop, and I was wondering how suddenly Stella had sold fifty thousand of her new products in one week. More than ten days ago, she was accused of being involved in a human organ trafficking organisation, and just within a day her name was cleared and the police apologised. Is this the type of influence that Jonathan has? Stella looked so happy in the pictures, especially the ones she took with Jonathan, and I could tell she was clearly doing well for herself.