Hero Tales Comics - Stella's Premium FapChat 03 (Patreon)

Stella made a small show of scanning the towering frame of her gentleman visitor's chiseled body with her phone. Naked from the waist up, his hands casually in his pockets, while hers firmly gripped and massaged the hidden serpent beneath his jeans. Rippling dark brown abs lined the way with the camera's slow rise. Sculpted arms which looked capable of lifting the stacked adult film starlet with ease where she stood. Rounded rock hard pecs that made some in the comments mistakenly assume him as a superhero, villain, or some other powered individual. 

"Dios mío...", mouthed Stella, a small quake in her voice of excitement and --perhaps-- the smallest pinch of fear at the monster hefted in her grip. The fans could hear her breathing intensify.

  "You're gonna be a handful, aren't ya? *He-he!* she said, the camera rising to the face of her guest just in time to hear her say--

"Mister Dris..."

With the reveal of his face, his stunning masculine good looks, the ivory flash of his now infamous smile, the crowd in Stella's comments went wild.

"Holy shit! Dris in the house!"

"The shit just got real, ya'll!"

and so forth.

Messages blasted down the side of her screen, a hail of comments from her adoring fans. Without another word, Stella forcefully tugged the male performer into her apartment by the band of his jeans. In kind, Dris, quick to the point of a blur, scooped Stella up with his powerful arms and crossed the threshold. 

In the comments section, onlookers continued--

"R.I.P. Stella Caliente..."

"Dis gonna be GOOOOOOD!"

The camera could make out the sight of Stella's toned legs wrapping themselves around Dris' tight waist as he entered, kicking the door shut behind them with an elegant swing of her left foot. She giggled excitedly as Dris carried her effortlessly through the apartment and towards her bedroom.

"I was told we were doing a shoot tonight", came Dris' deep chocolately bassline of a voice. "No cameras or crew in sight though..."

"Oh, yeah..." replied Stella, coyly. "I might have left out the bit about this being a SPECIAL show. JUST my lovely fans."

The two gorgeous adult performers got to Stella's bed. 

"Special show, eh?" 

"Oh yeah, papi. This has been a long time coming. After that scene with Lola, you KNOW I had to get mine. I'm gonna need your help to film this juuust right, tho. Think you can double as a cameraman?"

Stella handed off her phone to Dris, who in turn lifted it upward to a shot of them both lying on the bed. Stella went to all fours, spreading her legs and popping her spectacular round rump in the air. 

"Hmm..." responded Dris, observing the delicious sight of Stella gently twerking her ass on the bed next to him.

"I'm not as savvy behind the camera...but if its for the fans..."

In her rising excitement, Stella began to rhythmically twerk her brown bubble butt faster, driving their audience into uproar--

"Somebody's getting FUCKED tonight!"

"Release the Kraken!"

"Girl, you ain't ready!"

"Two goes in. Only one's comin' out. LET'S ROCK!"

"Holy shit! I'm about to nut already ya'll! GET! IT! IN!"

"Yaaas!"

And with that, Stella Caliente's special FapChat livestream began...

~O&R