This story is a joint project between myself and TheOutsiderOfLiterotica. Please check out his work and let us know if you want to see more chapters from this story. This is a separate story from my other Mood Slime series.
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The rain was coming down hard as Ariel ran towards her apartment building. She was anxious to get home and prepare for the fun evening ahead. Parked beside the curb was a delivery truck with its driver struggling with some packages. As Ariel approached her door, she heard him mumbling to himself, followed by a sudden profanity filled outburst.
"SHIT!" He shouted as a padded envelope slipped out of his hand. "God dammit!"
Ariel bit her lip to keep from laughing as she watched the delivery driver chase down the parcel to keep it from being swept away by the urban current. She smiled and shook her head, feeling a little guilt from enjoying the unfortunate moment. Stepping into the apartment building, Ariel paused from the decision she needed to make.
The elevator would get her to her home quicker. But taking the stairs would give her petite and beautiful body just a little more exercise. A body she took great care of, considering the large income her "side job" was providing. Her mind made up, Ariel placed her foot on the bottom step and ventured upwards.
The climb up was quick but she couldn't deny the burn in her legs. It made her feel sexy. Knowing such things kept her beautiful. But it also left her slightly wobbly and more anxious to enter her home. Halfway down the hall to her apartment, the elevator chimed and its brass doors yawned open. Stepping off the lift was the delivery driver, completely soaked from the rain.
"Hi Ariel." the man spoke aloud.
"Oh, hi Trevor!" she faked her excitement, realizing who it was. Someone who knew her in a way she wished he didn't.
"I'm glad I caught you here. Last time I left a package at your door, I think someone almost took it." he spoke.
" 'Someone' did take it, Trevor. After I reported it to management, they looked at the security footage." Ariel pointed at every device mounted along the hallway. "The cameras showed it was a person dressed as a delivery driver. Then a few days later, someone in plain clothes dropped my package at my door. But not before having opened it up. You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?"
"No, Miss." he said nervously while handing her the padded envelope, shaking in his grip.
"Trevor, why is my package all wet?" she already knew, fiddling with her keys to enter her home.
"I'm very sorry about that. I dropped it while getting out of the truck."
"Mmhmm." she hummed while taking the parcel and stepping into her apartment.
"I won't lie, I almost lost that thing. When it hit the street, it landed in a small stream of water running towards a drain. I'm glad I caught it before it fell into the sewer. Funny thing is as it approached the drain, the current or whatever slowed down. Almost as if the drain was starting to clog. It was even bubbling some and the water looked kinda' pink and goo-"
"Bye, Trevor." Ariel smiled and closed the door behind her.
"Finally, I was hoping this would arrive." Ariel said, placing the package down on a nearby table.
The redhead failed to notice the pink stain on it which soaked deeper into the package. After opening the padded envelope, she pulled out a small bottle of water-based lubricant and examined it for a moment. Then she opened the cap and let a small dabble of the viscous fluid drip onto her palm.
"Pink? I thought I ordered the clear?" She quickly looked through her phone to confirm the order. "Yeah, definitely a clear one. Fuck it; I don't think they'll mind." she concluded, bringing the lube to the bedroom and placing it at her computer desk. Then quickly ventured into the bathroom and washed her hands. When finished, she opened up her closet and spoke to herself "Okay, what will I be wearing tonight?"
Ariel began to look through her closet, trying to find the perfect outfit for the evening. She still had a couple of hours before the show started. She also had a new toy that she wanted to use: an Ohmibod vibrator. A simple neon pink, egg shaped vibrating sex toy with a small antenna, designed to react whenever someone tipped during the livestream. A lot of cam girls were successful with those types of cool devices and she was excited to try it during her cam show.
The bottle of pink lube sat on her desk as she looked through her clothing options. She couldn't deny her cam girl wardrobe was rather sexy. Each outfit she looked at made her tingle in all the right places. Making her hornier with each passing second. Ariel paid no attention to the lube at all as it began to bubble a little, reacting to her arousing mood.
Nearly each item of clothing on the special side of her closet stirred an adventurous memory. A pink top that she wore while trying to join a sorority in college. The hazing ritual required her to actually lick several sorority seniors to orgasm. Failure was instant denial. Success led to a lesbian gangbang with the accepted woman at the center of attention. That particular night, she truly came to appreciate a woman's touch. Changing her sexuality from straight to bisexual. Memories of that night made her toes curl into the bedroom carpet. Followed by a comedian's joke.
"Bisexuals. They're just greedy. I mean just pick a hole and stick with it." Ariel mumbled to herself with a giggle.
Still searching through her closet, Ariel came across a black latex outfit she'd worn to a fetish convention. During that particular time in her life, she just ended a bad relationship and developed a rather ugly disposition towards men. Even though she enjoyed fucking them. She somewhat enjoyed fucking WITH them more. And watching women dominate men made her nethers squishy. During the convention, she thoroughly enjoyed belittling several men while spanking or flogging any poor soul who approached her. The memory of that weekend caused Ariel's tiny hand to involuntarily grope her sex through her pants. The tube of lubricant laced with the mood slime, twitched and rocked on the desk without Ariel noticing.
Just after, Ariel came across something she used to wear during a brief relationship. It was a sluty school teacher outfit, which drove her fuck-buddy insane whenever they roleplayed that he was a disruptive schoolboy needing to be punished by the teacher. The memory of having a green apple shoved in her mouth while the guy fucked her senseless was making her wet. Ariel's fingers moved into her panties and lightly thumbed her clit while her fingertips teased her lips.
"Mmm, God that feels good." she purred, "Swear, I'm gonna' cum so much tonight."
Ariel was able to compose herself and continued searching through her closet. Hiding deep within was a superheroine attire. Something she only wore once and cosplay fucked some computer nerd beyond his imagination. It was he who taught her how to set up the livestream. She lied to him about the purpose, of course. Claiming it was for video gaming. But she couldn't deny the boy could have glowed up nicely if he tried. And because of that, she was able to see his "inner beauty". After that, it was real easy for her to take his virginity while fulfilling his fantasy. To her surprise, he wasn't a bad lay either.
"I wonder what that dork is up to these days?" Ariel pondered, seductively nibbling on her bottom lip. "Maybe he's watching me."
The petite redhead turned away from her closet and walked to her computer desk. Her setup consisted of dual monitors, a very expensive webcam, and a slightly above average cpu capable of handling almost anything she needed. From online grocery shopping. To recording her leaving a puddle of her own cum on her mattress. Somewhat knowledgeable of computers, she positioned herself in front of the webcam and started fondling her breasts under her shirt.
"Simon? Are you watching me, Simon? You naughty little pervert?" Ariel teased the deactivated webcam. "Have you been watching my shows?" her hand ventured into her panties again "Or have you just been watching me sleep in the nude? Mmmm, what I wouldn't give to wake up to some big dick fucking me to orgasm before my morning coffee. I want to cum for you, Simon. I want you to cum when I cum. Can you do that for me, you sexy nerd?"
Ariel was lost in her own lust. Closing her eyes and nibbling her bottom lip some more while her fingertips diddled her swelling pearl. She was getting close to orgasm. The small bottle of lube shook more and more until it fell off the computer desk. Crashing onto the plastic mat Ariel's computer chair was stationed upon. The noise made the redhead snap out of her sexual daze.
"Was I shaking the desk that hard?" Ariel questioned aloud "Whatever, I've got work to do."
The young woman placed the tube back upon her desk and returned to her closet. Eager to find something sexy to wear for the evening's event. Ariel's search began to feel less erotic and more of a chore. She wanted to enjoy herself tonight, trying out her new toy and making some money from it. But the fun would be spoiled if she wound up having to wear something too complicated to remove.
"Fuck it, let's go simple tonight," she said grabbing some comfy pants, pink socks, pink thong panties and a loose fitting purple tank top. "This should get everyone nice and hard," she said as she played with her nipples, getting them hard so they could be seen through the purple fabric. "Oh yeah, this will be easy to take off when the time comes," she said, rubbing her nipples a little more, surprised by how horny she was tonight.
