Stella Hudgens Nude Novels & Stories

Stella whispered, her breath warm and taunting. Cole nodded, hands already sliding up to cup her bréasts. But she giggled, catching his wrists before they got their reward. She pushed him back gently and stood, her heels clicking softly as she walked to the stereo. She pressed a few buttons, and a slow, explicit beat poured from the speakers—low and filthy, designed to crawl under your skin and stay there. Stella approached the pole again and climbed with the ease of a woman who lived for the spotlight. She twisted her body into a Bird of Paradise, a move so intense it looked impossible. But she held it—perfectly suspended, like time had stopped just for her.

] Then, he watched the video that Stella showed him again and soon heard the sound of high heels approaching. Keegan looked up and saw her coming out with her wavy hair down. She wore a black halter neck bra, punky hot shorts, and strapped high heels. She wore a diamond-studded lip piercing in the middle of her bottom lip. With her heavy makeup and fiery red lips, she looked hot and sexy. That was Keegan's first-time seeing Stella dressing up in this dark and edgy style. He was both surprised and amazed. Stella was initially confident but felt somewhat shy after Keegan stared at her. Even though she was not showing anything, she felt embarrassed under his intense gaze.

He closed his eyes, felt her soft fingertips gently massage the cream on his face, it felt warm and relaxed. "Now lie down. I will see the rest of your body." She said without thinking. "Good. I will take off the towel so that you can look everywhere. Gotta make sure you won't miss any." He said and his hand undid the towel knot and opened it wide, his naked body was shown in front of her eyes. Stella widened her eyes with a shock. She hurried to grab the corner of the towel and put it on his middle to cover his manhood which she just saw was massive!

Stella pointed towards the TV, her eyes wide with fear, “that’s him. That’s the man I heard speaking to my mother. He was talking about finishing what he had started, about taking you away from us.” “Are... are you sure?” I asked, my mind reeling. Stella’s trembling finger was pointed at a picture of Chris Harris displayed on the screen, with bold letters announcing his escape from the courthouse, successfully eluding the police. Stella’s mate wrapped his arm protectively around her. His expression hardened. “She is sure, Luna. Stella was normal until the TV replayed the press conference Chris Harris had, and she collapsed. I saw the way she stiffened when she heard his voice. She didn’t mov

he drawls. An hour later, we're trying to find spots to sit and watch the guys surf. I spot Mac sitting with her boyfriend, so we make our way over to her. "Hey girlfriend," I say, and Mac looks up and smiles, but then she looks confused. “Hey, I'm Stella, Dakoda's twin," Stella says, waving at Mac. Mac jumps up and gives Stella a big hug, as if she were a long-lost friend. I see Stella tense at her touch, and I guess Mac senses it too because she quickly backs off and apologizes.

When I was about to tear her clothes off, I saw a cute, innocent girl instead of that hot and sexy chick. I shook my head shutting my eyes tightly. Without opening my eyes I started kissing and sucking her neck for which she started moaning. Hearing her sounds made me turn on more. I was hearing her dirty moans telling how she was begging me to take her but when I opened my eyes everything was getting stopped. I was seeing a complete different girl. I was seeing Stella. What the fuck!

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,

"Go get the oil for him. Your tits are the next to get fucked, slut." It was almost hard to believe that these guys fucking us like public whores were literally our classmates. Stella whimpered, crawling on her hands and knees to the hall where she'd discarded her bag. The sight presented a beautiful view. She kept her back arched, giving us a clear view of her red, well-fucked cunt, and her ass was big and round, shaking as she crawled. As soon as she was back, Justin snatched the oil from her impatiently, spraying it onto his dick and jerking it in.

"How do you know that?" I exhaled, feeling a chill creep up my spine. "I don’t know." My voice was quiet, uncertain. "That night, I had a dream. A vision of a woman with platinum blonde hair and vibrant crimson eyes. She was tied up, and people were screaming at her, calling her names…" Hades sat down across from me, his gaze locked onto mine. The usual cool confidence in his eyes was replaced by something else—something more guarded. Placing an egg onto my plate, he exhaled slowly. "Stella was a hybrid—a witch and a vampire. She was raised in a vampire household but never denied her other side. When her family found out, they crucified her for it."

“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.”