20. Tara
“So,” I said, a little awkwardly as I perched beside Jesse on the couch, offering him an overly milky cup of Earl Grey—exactly how he liked it.
How, exactly, did one start the conversation about how hot it was that their boyfriend and their top donor were domming her at the same time? I’d never come like that in my entire life , and I’d done streams where the entire goal was to make me come as many times as possible in a row.
“I had no idea watching you would be like that,” Jesse said over the rim of his mug, steam steadily dancing towards the ceiling as he blew on the hot tea.
“I didn’t know that having you watch would be like that,” I said honestly. I hadn’t had a partner other than Jesse in my time streaming, so even just knowing they were watching changed everything.
They made their profile something I could easily clock, and as soon as I truly noticed them, it was hard to think about anyone else, except Glitch obviously.
He made himself unforgettable normally.
Jesse blew on the cup for a moment, trying to cool it a bit before pressing it to his lips, taking only a small sip seeing how hot it still had to be. I tucked my legs up underneath myself, leaning one arm on the back of the couch so I could face him fully. “Do you have any questions about tonight? Anything I could say to help calm the nerves.”
His eyes were in his tea, as if he could drown in there and disappear. “I’m not nervous," he said, his voice cracking at the top.
They looked at me quickly and we both laughed. “Okay,” they said, “maybe not not nervous, but I still want to.”
I grinned. I knew he was trying to reassure me, but I wasn’t the one who needed it right now. I set my hand on his shoulder, rubbing my thumb in small circles. “It’s okay to be nervous and want to do it. Everyone’s nervous their first time. You should have seen my first stream.”
I giggled at the memory.
“I can’t imagine you being any less than sexy,” Jesse said with surety.
“Tell that to the two viewers who got to watch me get so much lube all over my hands I couldn’t keep hold of the dildo and let it fall to the floor. Three times. And once when I bent to pick it up I slipped on the lube on the floor from the last few times I’d dropped it.”
Though at the time it was embarrassing, now it was funny to think back on, with how far I’d come.
I could tell how hard they were trying not to laugh as they bit their lip. “That’s not horrible.”
I pushed up a brow. “I’m pretty sure at one point I said ‘oh god baby, your cock is so big it keeps falling out’ to save it, and one of them left.”
He was laughing in earnest now, so hard I worried I’d end up with Earl Gray on my checkered purple rug. “See, even the pros do dumb stuff. And you’ll have me there, so you won’t have to worry about it.”
His laughter faded into a genuine smile. “Yeah, I will. I trust you.”
“Thanks, lemon drop, now, let’s get serious for a moment.”
I adjusted, sitting up a bit.
“What, is this a business meeting?” I could tell they were trying to keep it light, but there was no room for that here. jj
I shook my head. “We need to talk limits, safe words, safe motions. All of that is decided before the camera goes on.”
They tilt their head, the confusion on their face obvious. “We’ve already talked about all of that.”
“We have, but this is different. That was between us, and I’m sure there’s some things that you would do just for me that you wouldn’t want to be viewed by thousands of horny people.”
“Thousands?” He took another sip of his tea, a bit larger now that it had cooled.
“Yeah, you were there the other night."
“True, I just hadn’t checked out the actual numbers.”
“Don’t let it intimidate you. Tonight I won’t really be paying too much attention to the chat.” That didn’t include glitch, considering the amount he was shelling out for this stream, but we would cross that bridge when we got there. “So it will be just us, but I want us to be clear on limits.”
“Okay, what’s the safeword?”
“To keep it easy want to do the stoplight system? Red for stop everything and turn the stream off, yellow for slow down, green for good?”
“Sounds perfect.”
I nodded. They were looking a bit more at ease, but I knew my next question would put them further off-kilter. “What about dynamic? You know how I am on stream. I know you said you prefer seeing me the way you always do but?—”
“No, I think I’d like to try to be a bit more… dominant.”
Are you sure?” I asked, trying to be very open and honest. “You won’t hurt me by not wanting to, I need to know where your heads at.”
“Watching your stream and having control over you was really hot, and I liked it a lot, so I think I’d like to take a bit of control here too.”
“Sounds good then.” I shuffled a bit more, already getting turned on thinking about this potential new side of Jesse. Would he be really stern and hard, or more of a soft dom, with pleasure and care in mind? Either way it all sounded like a wet dream I couldn’t wait to have. “And if you want we can switch whenever. Totally up to you.”
“Sounds good, I figured we could go with the flow and see what was best.”
“I love that.” I gave him a kiss, one that got hot and heavy quickly. “Save that energy for the camera,” I said with a wink.
They leaned forward and bit my lip. “Trust me, sweetie, I have plenty of it to go around.”
We stood, Jesse chugged the last bit of their tea before setting the cup down for the first time and moving to the bedroom. I started conducting my before-stream ritual while Jesse sat on my bed, leaning back against his hands. For a few moments, I was distracted by the way his hands flexed under him. There had always been something about their hands I found attractive, and right now it felt heightened by everything going on.
But I did have a schedule to keep, so I turned on the countdown time and got my lighting ready, opting for a more neon green, illustrating even more that this wasn’t your average Tarable stream. I was chugging my water and making sure that Inky had everything she needed when I called back to Jesse, “What should I wear tonight?”
“What are my choices?” they asked, a stripe of tattooed, hard hip line visible under the hem of their crop top when I came back into the room that nearly made me moan.
He had absolutely zero right being that hot.
None.
I opened the closet, all of my sets hung on special hangers with velvet coating to minimize wear of the delicate fabrics, showing them off easily as they held all the finicky straps.
They came to me and started flicking through the outfits, each one making them redder. “I… I don’t think I could pick.”
I pressed my body against them from behind, needing to bend around them a bit to see. Though, really, my priority was rubbing up against my boyfriend as much as I could as I reached around, tugging the edge of one for him to see it better. “What about the orange one? That’s your favorite color.”
“That could work. I don’t know, the blue is good. Or the green too. And fuck you look good in maroon…” they trailed off, as if imagining me in each. A mental Rolodex of skimpy outfits they’d seen me in many times before.
As flattered as I was, I could feel the pressure of the clock ticking down.
“Why don’t I ask Glitch?”
They spun, still letting me hold them, but facing each other now. I let my chin rest on their chest. “Glitch?”
I nodded. “He is paying for this stream. 25k in fact. And he’s pretty good at deciding.”
By his expression, I worried I upset Jesse by offering, but then I felt his length harden a bit against my waist.
My eyes flashed. “You liked that little power struggle you two had didn’t you?”
“Maybe a bit,” they said. “Why don’t you text him?”
I stood on my toes to kiss him and turned a bit so he could see the message.
Tarable - Hey glitchy. Tonight’s the couple stream and Jesse and I want you to pick my outfit.
It didn’t take long for those little dots to dance, but that wasn’t surprising. Glitch was always around before stream, and honestly any time I sent a message.
Glitched_Attraction69 : I’m honored. Jesse couldn’t choose?
I heard him huff behind me, but I leaned back against him in reassurance.
Tarable: wanted to let you, but I’ll take that back if you want to be a brat.
Glitched_Attraction69: Yes ma’am. Wouldn’t want to be punished on a night like this. Wear the orange one I bought for you.
Tarable: yes, alpha.
“Orange one it is,” Jesse said, pulling the hangers and handing it over to me.
“I guess so,” I said with a light laugh, rushing through peeling away my sweats to re-dress in the skimpy little costume. It was orange and strappy, with cutouts around the tops of the boobs, and a harness that wrapped around my waist and had straps down to my thighs, where they cuffed around. All of it was held together by silver ‘o’ rings, accented with some silver chains across the front of the bottoms. The back was basically open, with just a thong, but the front was fairly covered for a thong.
“God damn you look good enough to eat.”
“I’m glad you think so, because you’ll be eating me very soon.”
They pulled me close. “Don’t get me too wound up before the camera starts, or we might not be able to turn it on, you’ll be too distracted.”
God, it almost sounded worth it with how wet I was. “Then Glitch wouldn’t get to see you tear me out of this thing.”
They kissed my neck and I melted into them. Maybe they were right and it was worth just saying fuck it. My alarm went for the final minute countdown and they pulled away.
“Ready?” they asked.
I nodded. “I’ll sit on your lap in my chair for the beginning.”
“Won’t see me complain about that.”
They sat and I got on top of them, pressing into their already hard cock a little extra.
The timer ticked down the last few seconds as I switched the screen from ‘Stream Starting Soon’ to ‘Live.’
Jesse pressed up into my ass and I ground down on his lap, relishing in the way his breathing hitched.
He might have wanted to play at being big, bad, alpha Jesse tonight, but we both knew who was ultimately in charge here.
It only made me more excited. Knowing that I was willingly giving control over to Jesse because he wanted to show up Glitch? It was beyond hot.
Something that I’d pretty much fantasized about a hundred times…. now if only Charlie was here too. Though, if the eager thrum of arousal that met me in our bond, coiling around my body like when Inky heard the treat bag was any hint, I thought he was probably watching us. Insistent. Needy.
I turned on that bright, kilowatt smile for the stream, leaning back against Jesse to show off the lingerie as much as I could. Also to just feel Jesse behind me. Their smooth skin and hard lines. So at odds but playing nicely to create his gorgeous ass.
“Hi everyone, I’d like to introduce you to someone really special tonight… this is Jesse. My boyfriend.”
Chat exploded the way I anticipated, but it didn’t really matter, not with Glitch footing the bill for the stream tonight.
Usually, I’d try and draw things out as much as humanly possible. But… I didn’t need to. And I wanted to focus on Jesse. Making sure that they had fun and felt good.
I spread my legs, turning my face up to smile at my boyfriend adoringly. “Want to touch me?”
“Barely been able to keep my hands off,” they admitted with a glance at the monitor.
“Don’t worry about that,” I said softly, kissing the side of his neck and feeling the tension starting to leave him. “Pretend its only Glitch. That’s what I do.”
I raised my voice a little, so the mic would absolutely pick it up. “He’s the only one of you losers worth anything… and even then.” I gave an exaggerated shrug and Jesse smirked.
“It’s still me you come home to.” he rubbed my inner thigh, fingers snaking towards my slick soaked center as he teased the stream as much as me, a total natural.
Not that it was a surprise, Jesse was born to be on camera, the only difference was that now he’d be naked. Well, as naked as he was comfortable with.
He slipped his hand into my underwear, hissing through his teeth as his fingers came in contact with exactly how drenched I was.
“My omega fucktoy is so wet at the idea of me touching her she’s ready to leave a puddle,” he said softly, eyes looking dead in the camera.
He’d taken my advice. I knew that this little show was for Glitch and it was so. Fucking. Hot.
I’d never pictured Jesse as a jealous guy, but maybe with everything with Charlie, he’d found a new trigger point. Either way, when Jesse’s fingers slid into my cunt I didn’t even have to act as I writhed in his lap, moaning.
“Oh, fuck, Jess… Don’t stop.”
They nodded, using their free hand to connect my lips with theirs in a soft kiss that didn’t match their next words at all. “Does my little omega need her pussy stretched? Stuffed so full you forget what it's like to take a knot?”
I nodded, a little too quickly, nearly cracking our foreheads together.
“Please?”
Jesse pulled my underwear to the side, revealing their glossy fingers pumping in and out of my drenched core, they added a third, their thumb making lazy circles with every press inward.
They cleared their throat, a bit of color dusting their cheeks as their usual nature battled with their newfound dominance. “Tell Glitch how good it feels, sweetie.”
I arched into his touch, chasing his fingers with my hips and grinding into Jesse’s lap in the process. “So fucking good, you fill me perfectly. Touch me like no one else can.”
“Who do you belong to?” Jesse asked, arching their fingers into my soft spot for a hard press that made my legs quiver.
I gasped, offering my neck on pure instinct, Charlie’s bite burning like fire.
“Yours! Oh, fuck, Jesse please I need your cock!” I was begging already, needy and whimpering as I reached behind to try and fumble with the beta’s belt.
He didn’t wait, lifting me off his lap to shove his pants down, sitting me right onto his rigid cock with an arm wrapped under my knees, holding my legs out of the way as he bounced me on his cock.
The intrusion was more than welcome, my moans threading into needy whines as he fucked me from below, the chair creaking softly under us.
“Who does this pussy belong to, Tara?”
“You,” I gasped, catching his lips for a feverish kiss. When I caught the screen out of the corner of my eye, the visual was… unbelievable.
Jesse pounded into me from below, holding me aloft as easily as if I really was a doll, my tits bouncing in their harness with every hard thrust into my cunt, dripping slick down his cock in a nearly steady stream.
Even though it was only the two of us in the room, I could feel the eyes on us.
Glitch’s eyes.
Charlie’s too. The steady thrum of pleasure came from my alpha warning that he was getting off on this as much as we were.
It only served to make me want more .
“So good, baby, please don’t stop.” I moaned, head thrown back against his shoulder as Jesse used my cunt.
“Rub your clit, I want a big mess for Glitch. Show him who knows how to make you feel good best.”
I obeyed them instantly, rubbing my clit in a quick zig-zag that had my eyes rolling when paired with Jesse’s sure strokes.
The continual ping of messages and donations only served to heighten the moment, more and more I could feel the familiar build, helped along when Jesse pulled the straps of my harness down, letting my tits bounce in earnest until he bent to suckle on my nipple, tongue circling the bud of nerves.
“More, more, more—” I gasped, eyes squeezing shut in euphoria. “God, please don’t stop baby.”