LII: I Want Him So Bad
Liam and Blake
Liam
"I'm going to give Lieutenant Dan a nice wet blowjob," Blake continued, looking into the camera, "Then let him fuck my face a bit before I fuck his brains out."
Liam's hands tightened on the edge of his seat as he watched Blake lower her head and stick her pink tongue out to taste the dildo's tip. She made a little circle with her tongue, glancing down at it for a moment, then looking back into the camera.
Liam's cock twitched, throat growing tight under that gaze. Maybe he was just stupidly horny at this point, but his mind kept fuzzing back and forth between reality and what he wished was happening. He watched as Blake flicked at the underside of the head with her tongue, imagining how good that would feel. How incredible it would be just to have Blake gripping the base of his cock like that. He bit his lip, groaning as she took the head into her mouth, tongue darting out to taste the shaft. When Blake moaned, Liam's felt his nails digging into the bottom of his chair, shivers running through his body.
Liam watched, as Blake worked the fake cock. She held him captive as she grinned while working the shaft with her tongue and fingers, taking more and more of the dildo into her mouth each time. Each time she raised her head up, tips of all sizes would flood in. Blake smiled at them but didn't thank them. She simply took the fake cock back into her mouth. Whenever Liam felt his attention begin to drift, Blake would look into the camera, blue eyes sparkling, drawing him in.
After a few minutes of working more and more of the shaft into her mouth Blake took a deep breath, then took the head into her mouth, this time keeping her eyes fixed on the camera as she lowered herself. Slowly, inch after inch of the fake cock disappeared between her lips. Finally, her lips sealed around the base of the fake cock, and she held up one finger. Then another, and another as tips began to flood in. Once she held up all ten fingers, Blake raised her head, letting the dildo fall free of her lips with a ragged breath. A thin, shining line of spit connected her lips to the fake glistening cock.
"Did you guys like that?" Blake asked, grinning proudly as she stroked the shaft of the freshly lubricated cock, "I bet some of you thought I wouldn't be able to go all the way down, didn't you?"
Two consecutive "Yee-Haw's" signaled a couple of huge tips. Blake's face lit up.
"Ah! Thank you!" She shrieked, then took the cock all the way down her throat in one quick motion. Liam swallowed hard as he watched Blake gaze into the camera while she held the cock down her throat. This time she lasted fourteen seconds before needing to come up for air.
"See," Blake said, adjusting her hair. Her chest rose and fell hypnotically as she tried to catch her breath, "Unlike you little-fucks, I'm nice. I give Lieutenant Dan what he needs instead of torturing the poor guy. Now, who wants me to try twenty seconds?"
A mix of positive responses and bets against Blake came into the chat along with a few tips.
"No, Trev," she said, "I'm not secretly a scuba diver in my off-hours."
She raked her fingers through her hair again, then winked at the camera before taking the cock into her mouth again.
Liam's cock twitched. He could feel it throbbing, begging to cum. The precum had dripped down his balls and onto his pajama pants, pooling there. He didn't trust himself to wipe it away--that would bring his hands too close to his cock.
As Blake took more and more of the fake cock into her mouth, taking her time this round, his brain fuzzed again, blurring his desires and reality. He could almost feel Blake's soft, slick lips sliding down his cock. Her tongue lapping at the precum on the underside of his shaft. Her hot, moist mouth making his cock feel so good. When she reached the bottom, Liam gasped, ghost lips sealing around the base of his cock as her throat closed around its head. He imagined her tongue darting out to taste his balls. Liam wanted to tangle his hands in her hair as she gazed up at him, cock seated entirely in her mouth. Instead, he watched as Blake held up her hands, counting to twenty.
She made it to twenty-two.
"Wooo!" Blake cheered, straightening before giving the shaft a broad lick from base to tip, flipping off the camera as she did so, "And some of you thought I wouldn't be able to do it."
"Thank you!" She cried as a few more large tips came in, "Some of you
might
be starting to dig your way out of the Little-Fuck Club. Maybe!"
Liam barely registered any of that. His eyes were fixed on Blake's hand, which continued to stroke the dildo's spit-slicked shaft.
Fuck, I wish that was me.
"Alright, dudes," Blake said, "You guys ready to see some face-fucking?"
***
Blake
Blake grinned, trying to steady her breathing as the cheers and tips came in. Her pussy was
drenched.
Liam's texts, knowing how hard he was because of her--that he was
dripping
with precum--would have been enough to send her into overdrive alone. But him telling her what he wanted to do to her...
Blake shivered again. She hoped Liam knew she'd been looking at him through the camera that entire time, showing off for him to give him a taste of what she wanted to, and
could
do to him.
Raking her fingers through her hair to get it all out of the way, Blake used one hand to support herself as she lifted the torso up, holding it just enough off camera so that the dick and balls were the only parts showing. Then she took the cock in her mouth again. She imagined it was Liam's as her lips travelled down the shaft, imagined she could taste the precum she'd coaxed from him.
Fuck, I want to feel him cum in my mouth so bad.
Blake took her time, savoring the feeling of the cockhead entering her throat, swallowing reflexively to keep from gagging. Her needy pussy throbbed as her lips closed around the base. She kept her gaze fixed on the camera the entire time, trying to see Liam's hungry gaze through the lens.
For a moment, Blake held herself down, cock fully impaled in her throat. She shifted her grip on the torso and pulled back so that just the tip remained in her mouth.
Then she slammed her head back down on the shaft.
Blake withdrew just before reaching the base, then repeated the motion, a bit shallower this time.
Though she tried to trick her mind into believing it so, this wasn't Liam's cock, and therefore wasn't as enjoyable as Blake would have liked. When she let him fuck her face like this, his taste and smell would fill her senses. She'd feel his hands on her head, fingers tangled in her hair, and she would be able to clutch his thighs.
Or his ass.
Blake moaned at that, pussy clenching in anticipation.
That upset Blake's rhythm a bit, however, and she missed the opening of her throat, hitting the back of her mouth.
"Fuck!" she breathed, pulling it back out. That actually had hurt a bit.
Best way to ignore it is to just keep throating it.
Thankfully, the dildo wasn't as hard as Liam would be, which did make things easier as Blake continued to face-fuck herself. The encouragement of tips didn't hurt, either.
Though when Liam did fuck her face, he would be doing most of the work. That was the hardest part of face-fucking Lieutenant Dan--Blake had to do all the work. Taking the cock so deep in her throat wasn't too difficult but keeping such a quick pace while making sure only the dick and balls were in frame was only possible due to lots of practice.
At least I remembered to use waterproof makeup this time.
Her eyes didn't water too much when she did this, but sometimes she went a bit overboard. She wasn't a fan of the runny makeup look, and she was pretty sure Liam wouldn't be either.
Blake was mostly able to keep her gaze on the camera, but she couldn't read anything coming in on the chat window.
After the first few deep strokes, Blake withdrew on the intensity a bit, imitating quick, shallow thrusts, making sure to keep her ass up in the air, wiggling it every now and then.
Some of Blake's hair fell across her face at one point. She whipped her head around to get it back out of the way, since her hands were occupied.
Once the tips started coming in more regularly, Blake started using them as cues to impale herself on the fake cock.
As the third or fourth big tip came in, she rammed it down her throat a bit too hard.
"Ah," she gasped, pulling the cock back out of her mouth, "Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, that's so much cock."
She put the cock back in her mouth, about to start fucking her face again, when a much bigger tip came in.
"Wooo!" she cried, pulling the mostly out of her mouth for a moment, "Oh my god, thank you, T-Sugg!"
For effect, she repeated it again with the fake cock back in her mouth and ended up having to pull it back out so she could laugh. A moment later, however, she was back to taking Lieutenant Dan's dick down her throat.
Blake backed off for a bit and played with the cock like she would a real one, imagining it was Liam's. She let him fuck her with quick, punctuated thrusts, resting in her mouth long enough for her to suck or tease him with her tongue before pulling out and readying for another thrust. Blake let lines of spit hang from her lips, connecting her mouth and the cock's tip at all times. Every now and then she would make gagging noises or pant a bit to make it seem more realistic. Her fans seemed to like that.
Every now and then, she would glance at her image on the screen and grin around the cock in her mouth. She always thought she looked pretty damn sexy when she did something like this. Lips shining with spit as a thick veiny cock disappeared between them.
She hoped Liam thought she looked as sexy as she felt.
"Fuck," Blake gasped again. She'd hit her cheek too hard this time.
Another tip came in, and Blake slowly pushed the cock down her throat this time, holding it there for a bit. She knew without looking that it was so liberally coated in her spit that she could have slid it into her ass with zero resistance if she hadn't already had the plug in.
Fuck, that makes me want this to be Liam's cock even more.
