#part one

Come here, come all and kindly collect: ✨your alliteration✨

Shitty sleep schedule

Shitty shower schedule

Sinful stigmatized sicko

Silent sad scoundrel

Now if these are you, you have to say them ten times fast.

The hermit

Now it is only happened since 2018 I know you, 2018 years ago with me Covid times has changed everything. And people can say they don’t get affected by it bollocks cause everybody did. Unless they were just low vibrational which is require possibility of an NPC. Where you are like a non-player character, but a lot of the time I’m on my own with my dogs. I’m in a relationship but it’s kind of lost a sparkle what I want and ask for now doesn’t seem to happen as much

They say an attractive woman dies twice well I definitely feel like I have. I mean maybe if I was surrounded by friends and I was able to do that and it felt natural still then that would be okay.

But it doesn’t feel like that. It feels like I’m on my own in my bedroom at night which I am I love doing this. Don’t get me wrong but I’m a woman in my 30s and I feel like I should be doing more. I don’t know what yet.

I just want you to get a picture of what my life is like so you can maybe relate and not feel alone as well. A lot of the time I spend making videos don’t get me wrong I love my dog and I wanna trade him for the world.

It’s not the same as having children, but it’s very similar. Them my little baby substitutes for now I thought if I was ever gonna have a baby who is gonna have quite late in life anyway.. is the perception our people show their lives online, really do have life such good and lots of friends and no trauma. Or able to navigate the things together.

I never quite could do that , like I said before I feel like because of the way I came in. And it’s not nice feeling but it’s a feeling more less .

And you, also feel a part of the club, you’re not invited to . Oh the fun 

Something was quite different before Covid times it really was and if you can think it doesn’t affect me in any way shape or form then you’re only not like looking into this in the way you should know how it really is but some people like they are, they was the same friendship group. They are just not evolving.

I m not gonna lie also I have felt a lot more resentful . anyway suddenly this beauty woke up choose even more of a, or what would be considered today’s standards beauty she’s got a confidence back but why are you. Well all this gold dust covered her body., kind of like Cinderella with the fairy godmother ✨ ✨ , swarm through the air. She was turning into a big arsed monster the double of Jenna Shea.

With big hot cake like that. They were ready enough to be dipped she couldn’t believe it. She thought oh, I might get my old life back.

Kind of similar to that that you could see where Candice’s his beauty was coming from, fitting in with today’s standards she wasn’t it was like a whole of a Cinderella shit. But of this time.🕰️ she couldn’t quite believe it when she looked in the mirror and she had these massive bum cheeks. Slapped up and down and you could see from the front of the back. Instead of waking up with black girl magic I woke up with white girl black magic 🪄 I felt like Bonnie XO Jaine Shea even Kim K .

AOT P0RNSTAR AU ⭐️📸 NSFW 🔞🔞🔞🔞

You were already running late

If there was one thing everyone in Jersey knew, it was that bus drivers waited for absolutely nobody.

The familiar hiss of the doors echoed through the street just as you reached the stop

The driver sighed dramatically but kept the doors open long enough for you to squeeze inside

Breathing heavily, you slipped toward the back of the bus pretending to be busy on your phone scrolling through instagram

A woman sitting with her son who looked maybe around 10, looked you up and down before shaking her head and grabbing his arm to sit in the seat across the aisle.

You tried not to let it bother you

Honestly, your outfit wasn’t outrageous

You wore a fitted midnight blue colored polo top that hugged your curves perfectly, the buttons at the top were open showing a bit of cleavage with your gold name plate laying pretty on your chest, you wore the same colored low rise jean shorts that were tight and showed just enough of your ass. And of course finished off with a pair of kitten heels to show off your fresh pedicure.

But of course people were going to have their opinions

You had bigger things to worry about, you were on your way to an audition with a popular porn star, as crazy as it sounds this is a once in a lifetime opportunity that you were definitely not taking for granted

About a year ago you started an onlyfans just for fun with your friend

Once you saw how much money was actually coming in you couldn’t stop, eventually starting to do livestreams and take request

Most of the times your content was self pleasure, except the occasional scissoring videos with some girls you met online that suggested a collab

That content is what made you the most money, so when you saw that they were looking for new inexperienced girls to to be in Gattouz new video there was no way in hell you were missing that

From the things you’ve researched, he’s one of the company’s biggest stars as well as the creative director. They do a couple auditions every year and scout girls from different cities to make them an upcoming star

It did wonders for a lot of girls and now you were hopefully gonna be given the same opportunity

After an hour train ride followed by a 30 minute uber, you finally arrived at the place they were holding the auditions

It was at a rundown motel in Harlem

The building looked sketchy as hell, with faded paint, flickering lights, and people lingering outside. It definitely wasn’t what you expected, but of course you didn’t care still keeping your head high walking in

The lobby was flooded.

Girls filled almost every seat, each one looking completely different from the next. Different ages, body types, ethnicities, styles, some wore tiny designer dresses and stripper heels, while others kept it simple in jeans and crop tops.

You started to second guess your outfit, now feeling like you were too underdressed

“Hello” you said as you went up to the front desk

“I’m in the correct place for the auditions, right?”

The woman behind the desk barely looked up from her computer. She sighed at you irritated like you just asked the dumbest question

“Sign your name, put your instagram next to it, then go have a seat”

“….okay”

You did as you were told and plopped down in a seat next to a random girl

The second you sat down, she immediately whipped her head towards you

“HEY OH MY GOD… I’ve seen you before!”

You look over, taken back by her random burst of energy

she wore a long platinum blonde wig that matched beautifully with her brown skin and big brown eyes

“Have you?” You laughed in response

you had a couple thousand followers but not enough to get noticed in public

She dug through her purse before pulling out her phone

“Angel right?” She turned her phone up showing you your onlyfans account

Angel was your stage name, it was a nickname you were given by your grandma from young. And although it was basic it definitely fit the aesthetic and vibe of your account

You smiled, flattered by her actually recognizing you

This was definitely a huge ego boost

“Yup, that’s me”

“No way,” she smiled ear to ear “You’re so much more prettier in person wow, I’ve been following you for a while”

You couldn’t help but laugh again

“Then we should definitely collab sometime, your gorgeous too”

That comment made her smile even wider

The conversation died down as you glanced around the lobby

Most of these girls looked exhausted. Some scrolled mindlessly through TikTok, others fixed their makeup for the tenth time, while a few rested their heads against the wall, clearly tired of waiting

You turned back to her

“How long have you been waiting here?”

She dramatically rolled her eyes

“Girl, I’ve been here for like an hour already.” She groaned rubbing her stomach “ughhh I’m actually starving”

You sighed

Since you were the last to come, you already knew this was going to be a long day

A couple minutes later a man with auburn colored hair, dressed in all black with a clipboard tucked under one arm came from down the hallway. He exchanged a few words with the woman at the front desk before taking the sign-in sheet from her.

His eyes slowly scanned the room as he read the list

For a brief second, his gaze landed on you before calling out a name.

“Trinity.”

The girl beside you immediately stood up, smoothing out her dress before turning back with a nervous smile

“Wish me luck”

“You got this” you gave her a thumbs up

She nodded in response before following the guy down the hallway

She was a really pretty girl and looked around your age, she definitely had a good shot

_

Not even ten minutes later, Trinity comes rushing out from down the hallway, her eyes filled with tears.

“Hey, what happened—” You reach for her arm, but she pulls away, storming out without another word.

You start to go after her, but stop when you hear your name called. You feel a pang of guilt for the girl, but then again, you don't really know her. Deciding to shake off the negative thoughts, you turn around to face the man with the auburn hair who came out to get her, and you follow him down the hall.

As you walk past, you catch the other girls muttering under their breath and throwing dirty looks your way. Honestly, who could blame them? They’ve been waiting out there for hours, and you haven’t even been here for thirty minutes.

The man leads you into a massive bedroom centered around a king sized bed. A camera setup is already in place, and a couple of crew members are waiting around.

“Alright everyone, this is Angel,” he introduces you. You give a nervous little wave.

“Please tell me you brought somebody worth my fucking time.”

The voice is instantly recognizable, and you look over. It’s Gattouz. He has his long brown hair pulled neatly back into a bun, muscles practically bursting through the fabric of his tight black shirt, his biceps massive. He pairs it casually with baggy jeans.

You two lock eyes. He smirks, scanning you from head to toe.

“Hi… I’m Angel.” You extend your hand. His strong fingers gently wrap around yours, bringing your knuckles up to his lips, planting a soft kiss.

“No need for introductions, beautiful. I know exactly who you are,” he murmurs, looking down at you while licking his lips.

Out of all the guys who have ever tried to hit on you, none of them have given you butterflies quite like this.

“Come sit. Let’s talk.” He guides you over to the edge of the bed, and you follow his lead without hesitation.

You notice the camera start rolling, but you can't bring yourself to look away from him. He steps back, standing right next to the camera and the auburn haired man.

“So, tell us about yourself.”

You gulp, discreetly wiping your sweaty palms against your thighs to clear the nerves. “Well, I’m twenty years old, I’m from Jersey. I currently have around 105k followers on Instagram, and I just hit 45k monthly subscribers on OnlyFans.”

His smirk widens. He nods, glancing down to read the next question. “How comfortable are you on camera?”

“I’m fine with it. I do a lot of livestreams, so it’s nothing new to me.”

He nods again, his expression shifting to something much darker. “…Touch yourself.”

The sudden command throws you off guard. You expected a few more interview questions before getting into anything sexual, but the bluntness of it sends a thrill straight through you. Without another thought, any leftover nerves vanish. Your left hand reaches up, sliding under your top to aggressively cup and squeeze your breast, while your hips begin to grind instinctively against the mattress.

The rough denim of your jean shorts rubs against your clit, and within seconds, you're completely soaked. Your right hand slides down your waist, slipping into the waistband of your shorts to rub tight circles at the top of your pussy and a small groan escapes your throat.

After a few minutes of watching you move, he abruptly walks over.

You don't stop. If anything, your pace quickens now that he’s standing right in front of you.

He leans down, his thumb grazing your lips before sliding into your mouth. You part your lips further, letting him press it deep against your tongue. You swirl your tongue around his thumb, holding his gaze with the most seductive gaze.

He’s clearly amused. The bulge in his jeans grows bigger by the second, completely uncontainable.

Before you can even process anything, he catches you by the waist and slams you back onto the bed. A gasp escapes your mouth as he rips your top off, immediately attacking your breasts with heavy kisses and flicking his tongue against your nipples.

“Shit…” You bite your lip, the intensity of the pleasure was too much to handle.

“So plump and soft,” he growls against your skin, his hands kneading your chest.

Out of the corner of your eye, you see the auburn haired guy step closer, angling the camera directly over the bed to make sure he captures every single angle. The extra audience only makes your heart race faster. Without thinking, you kick off your shorts and panties, leaving yourself completely bare underneath him.

He flips you over and straddles the space beneath you, pulling you up and positioning you directly over his mouth.

His tongue hits your core, you scream out in a mix of pleasure and pure shock.

He’s moving so fast your brain can barely keep up. You grind down against his hot mouth, noises escaping your throat that you've never even heard yourself make before. His grip is on your thighs, holding you perfectly in place as he continues to devour you. His tongue gets faster, messier, and you reach down to tangle your fingers in his hair, pulling so hard that you completely mess up his neat bun.

Just as you feel yourself about to reach a high, he locks his arms around you, pinning you down so there's absolutely no escape. Your body collapses as you orgasm right against his mouth. He licks up every drop, leaving you completely breathless and seeing stars.

But he isn't done.

He flips you onto your stomach, slamming you back into the mattress. His hands trace down to play with your ass, delivering a sharp slap before his fingers trail down to tease your overly sensitive clit. You hear a sudden rustling behind you, but your limbs feel too heavy and weak to turn around and look.

Then, you feel a heavy, thick thud against your backside.

“Yo, I thought we weren’t doing all that today—”

“Shut the fuck up, Floch,” Gattouz snaps, sucking his teeth and glaring over his shoulder at the cameraman.

He leans down over your back, his breath hot against your ear. “Do you mind princess?”

You force yourself to look over your shoulder. He’s completely stripped out of his clothes, and his thick long dick laid on your ass explaining the thump you felt a few seconds ago.

You immediately nod, a breathless smile breaking across your face. He doesn't waste another second. Propping your hips up, he slowly slides himself in.

You’ve been with a few guys before, but this is entirely different. The size of him stretches your tight walls, making you ache in the best way possible as he pumps in and out. He reaches over to the nightstand, grabbing a bottle of oil, and drizzles it down your back and across your ass, massaging it deep into your skin as he continues allowing your pussy to swallow his dick.

The sensation is euphoric. You feel like you're floating on another planet.

He keeps a firm grip on your waist, maintaining a teasing pace. Every single time you feel the waves of another orgasm building, he slows down, driving you crazy with frustration.

“Faster… please,” you practically beg, throwing your head back.

You instantly regret showing your desperation, because the moment the words leave your lips, he pulls out entirely. You let out a frustrated groan.

“Come here, princess.” He leans back against the pillows at the headboard, motioning for you to move.

You crawl over on your hands and knees until you're hovering over him. “Are you gonna let me finish now?”

He looks slightly taken aback by your sudden boldness, but the smirk returns to his face. “I’ll let you finish by yourself.”

His hands grip your hips, lifting you up and guiding you right down onto his length. He reaches for the oil again, completely drenching your skin in it.

You begin to grind your hips, desperate to finally release yourself. He keeps pouring the oil as you pick up speed, your ass slapping against his thighs with loud lewd noises. The oil splatters over the sheets as your ass claps up and down. On the final, heavy bounce, you let out a loud scream as you climax for the second time, leaving a warm feeling in your entire body.

Before you can even recover, he sits up, keeping his dick inside of you and begins pounding upward aggressively.

You're still in a complete daze, your body overly sensitive from the release. Every thrust feels too intense, right on the edge of pleasure and overstimulation. He lets out a low moan against your ear, moaning your name as he nuts deep inside you. You feel his dick throbbing, slowly going soft as he finishes.

He finally pulls out, reaching for a nearby towel to help clean you up. Your makeup is ruined, your hair is an absolute wild mess, and your clothes are thrown across the bed.

“You okay?” He reaches out, gently tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“I’m more than okay.” You can’t contain the huge smile on your face.

Eren glances up toward the door. “Floch, tell the rest of the girls to go home. We’re done with auditions today.”

“What? Eren, all those girls have been waiting out there for hours—”

“You’ve got too much fucking mouth today, Floch. I said we’re done. We found our girl,” he snaps, shutting down any further argument.

After pulling your clothes back on and quickly freshening up in the master bathroom, you walk back out into the hall. Floch is standing there waiting for you, holding a small white pill and a glass of water.

“Plan B,” he says. “We can’t have girls running around saying Gattouz got them pregnant.”

You take the pill and the water, swallowing it down with him watching you. Once you hand the glass back, he passes you a stack of paperwork. “Sign these consent and release forms.”

You look up, blinking. “Wait, does this mean…”

“Yeah, congrats. You got the job,” he says, he didn’t sound too happy about it. Talk about a total buzzkill.

After filling out the remaining forms, Floch hands you an enevelope tellinb you to keep it safe and not to open it until you get home.

Now on the bus, you lean your head against the cold foggy window. Your core is still aching with a reminder of what just happened, but you know you're going to have the absolute best sleep of your life tonight.

When you finally walk through the door of your apartment, you open up the envelope Floch gave you.

It was $700 in cash, you delightfully put it away in your dresser, head straight for a long hot shower, grab a quick bite to eat, and collapse onto the couch in an oversized t-shirt and sweatpants. You turn on YouTube, letting the background noise wash over you as you slowly drift off to sleep.

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