The Roommate (The Camgirl Part 2)

Part LXXIII: The Best Slut Ever

LXXIII: Blake and Lexi

Blake

Blake moaned as the tip of the slippery dildo Liam had chosen slowly spread her ass. She reached back and grabbed her cheeks, spreading them as he pushed inch after inch inside her with little resistance. Though she didn't need to spread her ass to get it in, Blake thought Liam might appreciate the sight.

As the swell in the middle of the dildo passed inside her, Blake moaned again, then gasped when the sudden thickness of the knot pressed up against her hole. That, her ass resisted for all of a half-second before it popped into her ass, nice and snug. Sparks flashed behind Blake's eyes, and she moaned again as her legs quivered.

"Fuuuck."

Blake knew some people hated it, but she fucking loved having something in her ass. Sometimes she wasn't in the mood for it, or it just wasn't practical, of course, but the feeling of fullness it gave her just felt so wonderful. It didn't hurt that it usually made her more easily stimulated, either.

"Is that alright?" Liam asked. Blake could feel him still holding the base of the plug.

"Fucking perfect," Blake sighed, smiling.

The little pocket of anger and frustration still inside her tried to latch onto Liam's concern and use that to grow, but Blake didn't let it. Liam was so fucking sweet, and she loved him for it. It could get annoying sometimes, but she didn't think he would let it this time.

And even though he doesn't realize it or think about it like this, he's doing what a good dom should and checking up on me.

Blake didn't think she would ever really be Liam's sub, or him hers, no matter how much either idea appealed to her. Though she wanted that deep connection and trust with Liam that she knew a healthy BDSM relationship needed, the rest of the lifestyle wasn't really her thing, and she enjoyed both sides of the coin far too much to commit to either one. They would be switches at best, but Blake didn't need those labels.

I just need Liam.

He made some things in her life harder—like managing her time and not being someone she could fuck in her own bed whenever she wanted—but always better.

Liam let go of the plug, then palmed her ass, and Blake grinned.

"Alright," Liam said, voice thick with arousal, "What now?"

Blake wiggled her ass, "Now you spank me, silly."

Speaking reminded Blake just how sore her throat was, and she cleared her throat, nearly reaching up to massage it, but she didn't want to make Liam feel self-conscious about that. Especially not right before he would try and spank her into subspace.

Blake shivered at the thought.

"Well, yeah," he said, nerves evident in his voice and so fucking adorable, "But I mean...do I just go ahead and slap your ass? Or..."

Blake laughed.

"You can do whatever you want, Liam. You can spank me, or you can slap my pussy again, or you can finger it first. Or finger it while you smack me. That would really feel nice. Just—Ohhh."

Blake moaned as Liam slid two fingers into her pussy. She was so wet that they just slid on in between her folds, but her pussy was still nice and tight tonight, and it squeezed even Liam's slender fingers, providing a delicious pressure. And that wasn't even considering the dildo in her ass. She felt Liam's knuckles press against the dildo through the thin membrane separating her two tunnels. His touch wasn't fast or hard, but that didn't make the combined sensation any less intense.