The Boyfriend (The Camgirl Part 3)

The Boyfriend Part LXXVII: Serves Her Right

Blake

Despite how fucking great her vibrator felt, sending waves of pleasure through her with every thrust, with little showers of sparks erupting in her brain every time she hit her clit, it was taking way too much of Blake's will-power not to just toss her toy to the side and go jump on Liam's big hard cock.

She was teasing him intentionally, but forgot just how susceptible she would be to...not even him teasing back--just fucking looking at him.

Keeping her attention on her viewers and not just staring off-camera as she touched herself had been hard enough.

Their earlier fucking had left Liam with a bit of a pump, so his muscles were even nicer to look at than usual, and the intensity that slipped into his eyes when he concentrated on his music was just fucking hot.

And that was all before his cock had gotten hard again.

That, she supposed, was her fault, at least.

But when she looked over and caught him trying to restrain himself--closing his eyes, taking deep breaths, flexing his hands--oh, fuck, she'd needed him bad.

And what she'd teased him and her viewers with earlier was true--her toy was great, but she needed a good, hard fuck.

Just give them a good show, and you'll get one.

With the way Liam looked right now, he would fuck her hard once she turned off the camera.

The influx of tips as she fucked herself, moans growing louder and more desperate, helped keep bringing her attention back to the show, but Liam was just too fucking nice to look at. Especially when she was this horny.

When she caught him gazing at her, Blake swore she had a little mini-orgasm right there.

She kept going though, even as stars danced behind her vision.

Almost there. Just a bit fucking longer.

Blake glanced back at her boyfriend and found him gazing straight at her. Not between her legs, but her face. Then he smirked, and Blake's eyes went wide as Liam's hand went to his big hard cock, thighs spread, a tiny bead of precum at the tip of that delicious head.

A moan of pure desperation rose from Blake's throat as Liam gripped his shaft. When he started pumping, it took only five strokes for Blake to scream as her orgasm ripped through her, leaving her quaking and panting and unable to focus on anything but her own pleasure.

***

Liam

It took all Liam's willpower to let go of his cock as he watched Blake cum. It was one of his favorite sights in the world, and he wanted more, but he knew he would definitely be getting more soon now that he'd teased Blake like this.

Serves her right for moaning like that.

Liam smiled as he watched Blake lose, the pleasure of her orgasm filling her, tips cascading in from her viewers, nearly blocking out the music for a few seconds.

When her eyes finally focused again, they darted to him, and flashed in a way that told Liam Blake would be jumping on him--probably in a literal sense--the second she was done with her show.

Then she turned back to her show.

"Holy fuck, dudes," she panted, "I need a fucking break after that. Look at this shit!"

Liam watched, strangling a moan that threatened to rise as Blake spread her lower lips. Her pussy was still pulsing with the aftershocks of her orgasm.

After a few seconds of that, she held her slick, creamy vibrator up to the camera, "That was fucking amazing, dudes. I still need more, but fuck, I need a breather."