The Boyfriend Part XLIII: Jingle Bell Buttplug
XLIII: Blake and Liam
Blake
"Oh,
fuck!
Fuck, yes!"
Blake tried to remember not to lay it on too thick as she rode her Christmas dildo. She didn't usually play up her sex noises too much during her shows, unless she was in a goofy mood, but she wanted to be a bit more realistic tonight, knowing that Liam was watching.
I hope he's enjoying this.
Blake had a lot more planned for her show, and though she'd considered what her regulars would like, the main point of the show was teasing Liam.
Especially now that she'd challenged him.
Blake hadn't planned on doing that, but in the moment, she'd thought it would be a good idea.
He would have an easier time than she would, at least, as her legs already had a nice burn going from fucking this toy.
Blake was getting close though. The toy was no substitute for Liam. It was a bit smaller than him, though longer so it was easier to fuck. The weight shed hid in the base also helped with that, keeping it stable.
The dildo
was
better than just her fingers, but Blake found more and more that it was easier to get off when riding a toy if she imagined it was Liam's cock. It wasn't exactly harder to get off if she didn't, but everything felt different if she was able to zone out and be with Liam in her head.
The dings and cheers and bells from her show, and the Christmas playlist going on in the background, made that a bit more difficult than usual, but not impossible.
In her head, Blake had tied up Liam with some Christmas ribbons, so he couldn't try to take control and fuck her back. There was a time and place for that, and she wanted him to just completely let loose with her and take control at some point, but for now, she wanted to ride him hard.
Make him
explode
.
It required telling the logical part of her brain to fuck off, insisting that the cock she was riding could definitely come inside of her, and was absolutely not just a piece of silicone.
Blake's breath caught as the cock hit a very particular spot inside of her, turning her legs to Jelly for a moment and throwing off her rhythm. But it felt
so
good.
She was vaguely aware of her moans and gasps rising in pitch, and have to keep her eyes squeezed shut to keep the fantasy going and keep getting closer and closer to orgasm.
A loud automated cheering noise that signified a huge tip caught her off guard for a moment but then she grinned, fucking Liam's cock even harder.
"Woo! Thank you so much, whoever that was!"
It pulled her out of the fantasy just a bit, but that would happen soon anyways. She would fuck each toy until she came. She might come twice with a few of the others if it happened quickly enough, or if she was just enjoying herself too much, but Blake had eleven more presents to go, and she knew exactly how many of them were toys, and had to pace herself. She was okay with having a sore vagina, but she preferred that to be after she was with someone, rather than just with herself.
Taking a deep breath, Blake pumped her hips faster and faster, fingers digging into the carpet. That also threw her off since carpet was quite a bit different from the feeling of her fingers digging into Liam's wonderful muscles, but Blake soon found herself past the point of caring.
Her legs started to burn as she fucked Liam's cock faster and faster. She was over the hump, and now was careening toward an orgasm.
Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck yes. So close. so fucking close.
Blake's fantasy nearly broke when she had the urge to reach forward and grab Liam's hair just because she liked how it felt. Instead she growled, and pounded her hips even harder, Knowing her viewers, and more importantly, Liam, were enjoying the view of her ass bouncing up and down on the dildo.
They're watching you and loving it. He's watching you, and struggling not to touch himself. His eyes are glued to the screen, he can't stop watching you.
"Oh, fuck."
The words slipped from Blake's lips, her voice thick with desire.
Blake loved fucking Liam. She loved touching him, loved teasing him when they were together, but she didn't think she'd really focused on the idea of him watching her before. That initial show she'd put on for him--she'd been staving off nervousness that it might be too much for him, and had been focused more on making herself too hot for him to resist than what he was doing to her.
Now, even though she was still putting on a show for Liam that aspect of it made everything so much hotter. If she couldn't physically be with him for the next few weeks, having him watch her touch herself, play with her toys, fuck herself silly--
Fuck
.
Blake's jaw dropped, mouth opened in a wordless scream as her orgasm rammed into her like a train. The thought of Liam watching her, of putting on shows for him, or even video chatting just him and giving him his own private show, sent her over the edge, then burst into oblivion.
Her legs shook, then turned to jelly, as she fell forward from a squat into a kneeling position, the movement of the toy inside her sending shocks through her even in the midst of her orgasm.
Blake's heart raced and she could hear herself panting, feeling her walls twitch and clench around the toy, even feeling her ass twitch and clench with nothing in it. The orgasm was so strong that she didn't need anything in there for once to feel it.
Fuck, that would have felt incredible though.
For a moment, Blake wished that they had chosen a different present for her to start out with so that could have been a possibility, but she had a long night ahead of her.
Taking a deep breath as the aftershocks of her orgasm still flowed through her, making her fingers and toes and legs and even her mouth twitch, Blake pushed herself up off of the toy, then turned and let herself fall into a seated position, facing the camera.
Looking into the lens with a stupid grin on her face, Blake pushed some of her hair out from in front of her eyes, ignoring the sweat, and tried to look directly at Liam.
"That was a wild fucking ride. I hope you guys enjoyed that. Now, who's ready for the second present?"
***
Liam
It took a
lot
more willpower than Liam had anticipated to keep himself from losing Blake's challenge. He should have realized that before agreeing, but...
Seeing her in any state less than fully clothed leads to impaired judgement.
And depending on what Blake was wearing or how she was acting, even thick, heavy layers of clothes covering Blake couldn't keep his head completely clear.
After watching her ride that dildo and seeing her muscles twitch and flex as she came--all while he'd gripped the bottom of his chair tight to avoid touching his rock-hard cock as it dripped precum--Liam had been more than relieved when the next present had just been a costume.
He'd thought she would just change into it, show off for the camera, and then tell her viewers to move onto the next present.
And he'd been wrong.
First, Blake had changed outfits. She'd striped off the thin straps of clothing that had compromised her Santa outfit, then donned an elf costume that was a very weird mix of hot and goofy--making it fit Blake perfectly. She traded red stockings for ones with green and red stripes and little shoe-patterns on the feet, tipped with a little stuff curl and a jingle bell on each foot. The Santa hat was replaced with a tall, pointed elf hat, complete with the pointy ears, and her suggestion of a skirt and bra were replaced with a green and red vest that managed to stay open at just the right angle to cover Blake's nipples while displaying her abs and hiding pretty much nothing else.
Liam suspected boob-tape.
She posed with the costumer on, sitting, bending over, wiggling her ass and playing with her boobs, and for a moment when she settled back down, Liam thought that was going to be it before she moved onto the next present.
Then, Blake spread her legs and started fingering herself.
Even then, as his cock throbbed with a heartbeat of its own, desperate for touch, Liam had thought he was safe--that he could last until the later presents.
He watched as Blake zoomed in on the apex of her legs, and bit his lip at how smooth and shiny her lips were. They were a little puffy from her last orgasm, but that just made Liam's mouth water even more.
"Alright dudes, this elf finished her quota ahead of schedule, and the big guy upstairs gave me some time off. I thought I would use it to relax. I'm not allowed to use any of the fun toys--
yet
--but my fingers have never failed me before."
Blake bit her lip, then, looking at the camera, and took two fingers and sucked on them. Liam swore she was looking directly at him. He knew that wasn't the case, but his cock throbbed even harder, and Liam had to grip the edge of his seat so hard his fingers started digging into the fake leather.
When Blake took her now-glistening fingers from her mouth and brought them between her legs, the look she gave the camera made Liam nearly give in.
Instead, he started concentrating on his breathing.
His eyes were still fixed on the screen, drinking in the image of Blake as she moaned and slipped one finger between her glistening lower lips, then another, but all of his willpower was focused on keeping his heart from going into overdrive and his hands away from his cock.
Blake made herself cum, entrancing him. She came in the elf costume, one arm hooked under her thigh to help spread her legs and get at her clit while the fingers of her other hand teased her inner walls. She came gasping and quivering, the bells at her toes jingling whenever she twitched or flexed her feet.
Her viewers gave Liam a brief reprieve as they tipped for the next present, and Blake bantered with them and acted all goofy. It made him smile, and his hardness subsided, heart rate slowing for a brief period, but then the next present was candy-cane stockings. Blake changed into those, and Liam grew hard again as his girlfriend managed to tease him and the rest of the viewers just by changing her stockings. Then she started fingering herself again, and Liam had to grip the chair once more.
Liam could tell how into this she was getting--how aroused she was--when her eyes kept fluttering closed, and she barely acknowledged the couple of huge tips she received while getting herself off.
He even noticed the way she kept flexing her toes as she brought herself closer and closer to orgasm. Liam wasn't into feet, but because it was Blake, it was hot.
