This is the first story I published, and definitely the steamiest! It includes female-female scenes, male-female scenes, and even some male-female-female (and more) scenes.
Though this story itself doesn't include much femdom, there are hints of it progressing into the next arc of the story!
And as with all my works, it's a strange, wonderful blend of sexy and wholesome. I hope you enjoy it! <3
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I: Liam
Liam Greyson looked around as he entered his girlfriend's apartment, "Hello? Marie?"
No one answered. Maybe she's in the shower or something.
Closing the door behind him, Liam looked around. Marie's place was incredible--way nicer than any of the freshman or sophomore dorms! She had her own kitchen--well, she and her roommates did at least--and it looked like each one of them had their own room. Why had she never invited him here before?
With a sigh, Liam took out his phone to send Marie a text. She had told him the door would be unlocked, but he had assumed that was because she--or someone, at least--would be here.
"Hello?"
Liam looked up at the sound of the perky, feminine voice, and almost dropped his phone. Standing in the doorway of one of the rooms was the reason Marie had never invited him over before.
The girl's pale skin set off her long mane of radiant, deep blue hair and matching eyes outlined by black eyeliner. She wore only knee-highs and an over-sized hoodie that went down to the middle of her toned thighs. A hoodie that Liam knew hid a slim, fit body with a small, nicely rounded ass, and incredibly perky breasts. He assumed this was one of Marie's roommates, and though he had never met the girl before, Liam had jacked off to her--most recently--two nights ago.
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Liam tapped his fingers next to his laptop's trackpad as he waited for the model's cam to load, glancing at the door again to make sure it was locked.
It was.
After the day he had just had, the last thing he needed was for Eli or one of his floormates to walk in on him jacking off. Swar wouldn't be back for at least an hour and a half--his CS Lab didn't end until 7:30--and Chris was off at a rush event, so Liam should have been fine, but they had a few floormates that had barged in without knocking before.
That would be much worse.
The model's video stream finally loaded, presenting Liam with the thankfully-clear image of an incredibly pretty girl with long blue hair. She sat on a bed wearing grey knee-highs, a short, tight-fitting T-shirt, and lacy panties the color and shade of her hair. Her audio stream had turned on a half-second earlier than the video, greeting Liam with a loud, high-pitched, "Woooo! What's up, guys?"
It seemed the model had just started her show, as the tip jar was close to empty. Liam didn't often visit cam sites, as the girls often just sat there--sometimes fully clothed--unless someone was tipping, and Liam preferred not to pay for his dick's entertainment. Since he had seen this girl, about a month ago, however, he had started forgoing the usual tube-sites in favor of her shows. She went by "Cherry," or her handle, Cherrypie, and--according to Reddit--had become quite the sensation over the past few months.
Liam had no trouble believing that.
"Guess what, guys!" Cherry said, her peppy voice adding to her alluring mix of sexy and adorable, "I have a surprise for everybody, and you guys get to see it once the tip jar hits 250. I'll even be nice and help get you all started."
Flashing a smile at the camera that was somehow innocent and seductive simultaneously, Cherry lifted the hem of her top to flash her tits at her audience.
Liam grinned and freed his cock from the confines of his boxer briefs, feeling it grow at the sight of Cherry's amazing tits--pale mounds of flesh capped with small pink nipples. They weren't huge, or even in the C-D cup range that Liam normally preferred, but they just fit her perfectly. They were also incredibly perky--Liam believed they were about as large as a pair of breasts could get without starting to droop under their own weight. They looked so soft, the nipples begging to be sucked.
Liam licked his lips as he began to run his fingers lightly up and down his shaft.
Sadly, Cherry pulled her shirt back down, hiding her wonderful tits again after revealing them for only a few seconds. Those few seconds had done their job, however, and the tips began pouring in from everyone else in the chat-room.
Liam--continuing to touch himself--glanced over at his phone. He picked it up and unlocked it, the screen opening to the text conversation with his girlfriend, Marie. He read her last text again:
Sorry babe, gotta study again.
Sighing, Liam set the phone back down on his desk. Tonight was the fourth night in a row Marie had blown him off.
Well, he thought, turning his attention back to Cherry, she can't blame me for attending to my needs without her.
It had been less than a minute, but already the tip jar was filled with over a thousand coins.
"Ah! Thank you, guys!" Cherry exclaimed, the last part coming out almost like a squeak.
She got up on her knees and hooked her fingers under the band of her panties, then pulled them down, revealing her smooth, hairless pussy.
"That's right, guys!" she said, thrusting her hips toward the camera, "the boosh is gone! Doing some smooth sailing for a while."
Cherry sat back on the bed and finished pulling her panties all the way off. She lifted her legs straight up in the air, giving Liam a nice view of her nether lips being squeezed together by her taught thighs. Then she got on her hands and knees and turned so that her ass--just slightly more plump than the average skinny white girl's ass, no doubt due to whatever exercise she did to keep fit--faced the camera. She reached back and spread her cheeks, displaying the already glistening folds of her pink lips, and the tight, puckered starfish nestled above it.
"I know a lot of you guys liked the blue boosh," she said, turning back around so that she faced the camera, but keeping her legs spread and her pussy in full view, "but I'm trying this for now. Who knows, if I don't like it, I might have the boosh make a comeback."
Liam hoped she didn't. Her "boosh" that she had maintained before had only been a small, almost heart-shaped patch of hair--dyed deep blue to ensure the curtains matched the drapes, of course--about in inch above her clit, but Liam liked the clean-shaven look. Plus, even though Liam had never gone down on a girl before--not even Marie, despite his almost begging once--he imagined he would enjoy himself more without any hair tickling his nose should he ever attempt the act.