The Boyfriend (The Camgirl Part 3)

Part VII: If That's What She Wants...

Blake

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Never doing this here again.

It took all of Blake's will power not to moan and scream as she rode Lt. Dan like she'd ridden Liam just a few nights ago.

Fuck, has it really only been two days since I last saw him? It feels like fucking forever.

It wasn't even Christmas Eve yet.

As she fucked herself closer to another orgasm--her third, maybe fourth of the night?--

Blake clenched her jaw, breathing heavy through her nose. Her heart was pounding, blood roaring in her ears, pussy sore and sensitive in the best way. Every gasp and hiss that escaped her lips was like a dropped pencil in a silent lecture hall. And every time she tensed, it just made her gasp again as her walls clenched around Lt. Dan's long, fake cock.

The little dings, jingling waterfalls, and fireworks sounding through her earbud egged Blake on, which she sorely needed tonight.

She'd been specifically not trying to think of fucking Liam this whole time. While that was difficult, thinking of him and not making noise would have been even harder.

I never want to be quiet with him. Unless his hand is over my mouth or his fingers are around my throat, at least.

The thought made Blake moan, eyes going wide even as the rush of sexual energy gave her a second wind.

She tried to put the thought of Liam back in the box, but he kept pushing his way out and gazing at her with those stupid beautiful blue eyes of his.

Stupid Liam being in another fucking state.

It just wasn't fair that she had to go almost an entire month without him.

Lowering herself down on her elbow, Blake covered her mouth with her own hand, and even more dings came through.

Before fucking Lt. Dan, she'd repositioned him so that her viewers had both a good view of her face, and of Lt. Dan's cock sliding in and out of her slick lower lips. She'd also told them that she wouldn't be as loud as usual, because she had neighbors she didn't want overhearing.

So, of course, they tried to break her, tipping higher and egging her on to fuck Lt. Dan even harder. Blake was very glad she hadn't tried her vibrator that connected to tips in tonight.

That would have been a fucking disaster.

Blake was cleaning up tonight, though, so she might have to try it soon.

I might need to put a gag in if I'm going to do that here.

The thought made her even wetter, drawing her impending orgasm even closer.

Blake had been so close for so long, though. Not being able to be loud, and just fucking Lt. Dan could usually only give her two or three orgasms before she got tired or oversensitive. The only thing that had pushed her beyond that so far tonight, was the weird combination of her voyeurism and near-crippling fear of being caught by her grandparents. She'd already told her viewers she would be done after this orgasm, as her lips were already a little sore, but actually getting there had stretched on and on for so long her thighs were starting to burn from the effort.

Fuck it. I just want to cum.

Taking her hand away from her mouth to give herself a bit of extra leverage, Blake let herself imagine Liam beneath her. His cock was in her pussy. His abs and chest flexed beneath her hands. They had to stay quiet to keep Marie from finding out, so Liam had gagged her. Not just a ball gag, either. He'd found a dildo-gag somewhere and had throat-fucked her to warm her up, cumming down her throat before shoving the dildo gag into her mouth and fastening it tight. He'd somehow still been hard, and had fucked her from behind for a bit, bruising her ass with the force of his thrusts before getting on the bed and telling her to ride him.