The Camgirl

Part LXX: First One To Make Noise Loses

LXX: Liam

Liam awoke somewhat annoyed. He'd been in the middle of a wonderful dream. Blake had been sucking his cock again while he ate her out, moans vibrating down his cock when he occasionally flicked her asshole with his tongue or nipped at her firm cheeks.

Why am I wet? We weren't that messy last night, were we?

Liam's scrubbed the sleep from his eyes, propping himself up on his elbows to see why he felt wet.

Fuck, why does it feel like—?

Liam opened his eyes to find Blake with her lips wrapped around the base of his cock, hair and face immaculate, eyes shining as she gazed up at him.

"Oh," he gasped.

Blake laughed around his cock, nostrils flared, and Liam's hips bucked, his cock throbbing in her throat. The tight confines were already pushing him toward an orgasm as she moved her head down, breaking eye contact, but taking the last inch into her mouth.

Liam gasped for air, eyes fluttering shut for a moment.

Blake didn't bob her head up and down, though. Her head didn't move, but her tongue stroked the underside of his cock, and her throat—

Fuck, how is she doing that?

Liam clawed at the sheets as Blake's throat contracted around his cock, squeezing it again and again. Her mouth was so wet, so warm. He found himself unable to do much other than gaze at Blake in amazement, spellbound by Blake's ability to make him feel so incredible without even moving. His heart pounded as she brought him closer and closer.

"Fuck, Blake," he gasped, "I'm gonna cum."

Blake cackled, and the vibrations sent him over the edge. Her throat felt impossibly tight as his cock swelled, then shot his cum down her throat. Blake made a few gagging noises that worried him at first, but she held his cock all the way inside her until Liam was finally spent and he felt his cock begin to subside. When she let his cock pop free of her mouth, wet and shining with her spit, Blake grinned at him, a wild look in her eyes. It was almost enough to make Liam start to get hard again.

"How," Liam breathed, "How did you do that?"

Blake grinned and crawled toward him. She wiped her mouth of on her arm, then took his face in her hands, kissing him. Liam grinned against her lips, then kissed her back, wrapping his arms around her slim form.

"I told you I started practicing once I found out how big your cock was," she said between kisses, "And I really like giving head."

Liam grinned, nipping at her bottom lip, "I think I'm okay with that."

"So waking you up with your cock down my throat is a good idea?"

Liam grunted at that, cock twitching, "Yeah. Yup—definitely."

Blake cackled, then kissed him again.

"How long were you doing that before I woke up?"

Blake arched a dark eyebrow at him, "You expect me to be able to keep track of time while I'm doing that?"

Lima shrugged.

Blake rolled her eyes, "Not long enough to get frustrated. At least five to ten minutes, I think." Liam smirked, gazing into her eyes.

She's so beautiful.

He cocked his head, "You have eyeliner on."

Blake gave him a quizzical look, "Yeah?"

"Didn't you take that off before coming to bed last night?"

"Yeah..." Blake looked at him for a second then grinned, "What, do you think I pulled some little Mrs. Maisel thing where I got up and made myself all pretty for you before you woke up?"