Stella Andrews Onlyfans Novels & Stories

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.

I checked out myself once more, and nodded satisfactorily. “Let's go make our sugar daddy happy” I tapped the mirror, imagining I'm tapping my shoulder, and with that, I headed out. ••••••••••••• Third person's point of view. Stella stepped out of the bathroom, dressed in her red lingerie, wearing a cat ears hairband on her head, and sat on a large fluffy pillow that was just right at the corner of the bathroom door. Her body leaned forward a bit, with her hips raised sexily, and her boobs pushed up to make her look even more seductive.

The way that he swung his hips looked very erotic. Keegan's face darkened after looking at it. Then, he looked at Stella with a long face. Stella was looking very sheepish. Felicity got very excited. "All of the top fans in his live stream are rich women, and he could earn more than hundreds of thousands just from their tips. Wouldn't you say that they're very happy with him?" Aldor was speechless. Then he asked tentatively, "Have you ever tipped him too?" Stella kept shooting looks at Felicity, but she did not notice because of how excited she was as she told them everything.

He was not even willing to listen to her pleas and explanation. That day, he pressed her against the large floor-to-ceiling window while making love with her as he said harshly, "Stella, imagine if your fans see you in this state, will they still support you?" At that time, Stella was a very popular actress. Countless paparazzi tried to take pictures of her every day. Even if she kept her whereabouts secret, leaks were bound to happen.

But when she walked out shortly after, a smile on her face, he felt more comfortable. “Don't just stand there naked, let's get done with this now, yes?” He nodded, still feeling shy. “Of course!” ** Later in the evening, Andrew is back in his room and he can't stop thinking about what happened, it still felt like a fantasy to him. His friends would never believe him if he told them, but he couldn't even tell them because he promised Ada that he will keep this between them. Andrew brought out his phone and opened his gallery. There were pictures of Ada that he had captured while recording the content and most of the up close shots emphasized her smooth cleavages.

We both giggled and snuggled closer together as she continued, "I only care that I have your love and your trust. I have an Onlyfans for god's sake, if you want to look up pictures or videos of any inch of my body it is on the internet. I mean my butthole is currently trending all over the internet after I did that gaping scene for True Anal where 2 guys came in my ass and another girl licked it out that was just released. If that doesn't scare you off then I don't know what will, but if you are ever uncomfortable with something let me know and I will do my best to address it."

It was huge. Andrew and Pamela would have tied the knot earlier if not for the long break they took on each other. It happened that Andrew’s female fans were way higher than the men, and among them were extremely assertive ladies. Severally, Andrew had gotten framed pictures of naked women who’d written letters professing their undying love for him and how they’d give anything to spend an hour with him, in private of course.

As our lips touch, I flip us over. He looks mildly shocked as I straddle him. "My turn." He watches me with hooded eyes as I pull down his shorts and expose his exceptional length. "Andrea wait," he protests. He jerks as I take him into my mouth, his protests ceasing immediately. He groans as I use my tongue against him, sucking as I move my head up and down. "Fuck," he swears as I hollow my cheeks. I look at him through my lashes. His pupils are completely dilated, his breathing labored.

Thomas pondered for a while before he said to Pisces, “Did you bring the Ipad?” “Yes.” “Give it to me.” “Okay.” Thomas reached out to take the Ipad and tapped on it until he opened the Shark Hunters live streaming platform. There, he found Moon, which was Stella’s live streaming channel. It was the stage name that Stella would use when she went live. Thomas put on his earphones and watched Stella’s live broadcast. It was different from the sexy female live streamers who performed salacious dances. Stella’s live stream channel was simple, as she was just singing, and her outfit was also conservative.

Adriana's POV I sat on my couch staring at that photo while Andrew stood awkwardly near my door because somehow he had ended up following me home when I left the restaurant early and I was too upset to tell him to leave. "You said her name is Isabella Nuel?" I asked without looking up from my screen. "Yeah," Andrew moved a bit closer, "she used to model for major fashion houses, now she does consulting for luxury brands and high level mergers, she is pretty famous in the wealthy circles."