Stella Andrews Onlyfans Novels & Stories

She leaned forward and her lips touched the tip, sending me on a journey to the skies. She sucked on it for a few seconds and then she used her breasts to spread her saliva all over the length of it. “Hmm, this feels so good my king,” she moaned, and I bit down on my bottom lip. Andrew was such a loser. He had refused all these privileges when they were all readily available to him. Thank the goddess I was the King now; all these beautiful women wouldn’t have to waste away their skills. Stella was just about to resume sucking my length again when I heard the commotion going on outside.

“She blocked me.” “Blocked you?” Aiden asks, voice low but sharp with disbelief. “Yeah.” I swallow, pulse skittering. “Wait—hang on.” My fingers fly across the screen, opening a new tab. I scroll past fake accounts and gossip pages until a new link catches my eye. AliceRose — OnlyFans. the profile picture hits like a punch to the gut.Alice, lips parted eyes glazed in that practiced kind of innocence that isnt innocent at all.the caption below reads: “When fame knocks, open the door.”

The chat instantly erupted with scandalous photos and videos. "Are those people Stella and Victor?" "Oh my goodness! This is insane!" After letting a little time pass to make sure everyone had seen the images, I uploaded even more. Back when Stella tried to sell me to that scam operation, she had gone to their leader herself. Not only had she offered herself in exchange once, but multiple times with multiple men. They had used her to their heart's content for two days before she was given the chance that she asked for. Just a minute ago, she could appear on screen with Victor without flinching. Now she came at me desperately, yelling for me to delete it all.

“What are you talking about?” Damien turned the phone toward her. On the screen was her secret OnlyFans page. Not just the main one — the locked posts. The ones where she was completely naked, legs spread, fingering herself. Another picture showed her shoving a dildo deep in her pussy with the caption “wish this was your cock daddy.” Riley’s face went pale. “Delete that right now. That’s private.”

I wants to cum so badly - I wants to cum so hard. Yet there is something I need. I figure if I am in for a penny, I am in for a pound, and I take a break, reaching for my phone and open up the page I want: OnlyFans.com/badgirl_anna. I scroll until I find the video of her masturbating. Those tits. The way she'd felt under my hand. God. How tight her little pussy would be. She was a virgin.

"We agreed that we weren't going to do that to each other." Sabrina rolled her eyes and pulled out her phone. She quickly opened up her OnlyFans tab and showed you her current income for the month. "That's like, three-quarters because of you," she said. "So today, I'm Sugarmomma, OK?" The number was almost absurd. If things kept going like they were she could probably cover her entire final year of tuition, and books, and rent and other living expenses, by the end of next month. "OK," you said. "I give up. I'm the sugarbaby today."

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.

Stella explained defensively. Andrew laughed, and I signaled that it would be fine if he left because I didn't need anything. "Don't worry, I'm not going to meet some girl. Just call me later, ma'am," Andrew said, then left there completely. Stella and I just followed Andrew until he came out of the kitchen. I was smiling when Stella turned to me. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked. "You like him, don't you?" I asked suspiciously.

“Graham! Come down here! I have something for you.” “What the hell Stella?! Why are you doing this?” Grahams feet padded down to the basement where he pulled the door opened and stepped inside. “What is it?” It was Andrew instead. “Where’s Graham? He’s the one I want to talk to. You should go get him for me,” Stella seemed stricken by Andrew’s arrival. “You can talk to me, what is it?” “It’s something really important, please I need to let him know before it’s late.” Stella pleaded. Andrew’s gaze landed on me and he stared.

Once again, Andrew bowed to her femininity as if he were still joining forces with his finger and continued to give her pleasurable sensations. Lana lost herself even more because of that. Not only double but triple the pleasure she felt because of Andrew's expertise in devouring the jewel between her thighs. "My god, Andrew, I want more. Go on, please make me come!" she said, raising her hips again, and then as if not in her right sanity, she placed her hand on the young man’s head and gently pulled his hair. Without a word, Andrew obeyed her command. The young man's free hand moved for a while and then felt the tip of her left breast and started playing on it.