24. Tara
The first three-fourths of Jesse’s stream felt like agony.
I always hated being in waiting mode—that hideous state of being somewhere between knowing you needed to do the thing and actually doing it. But it was even worse when the thing you were waiting to do was suck off your hot partner while they tried to keep the secret from thousands of people.
The idea alone was so beyond hot that my white panties were nearly see-through with my wetness, the cutout in the back doing nothing to provide any coverage. Not that anyone would see it other than Jesse when I walked in, the sweet little bright pink heart-shaped plug nestled into my ass as good as a promise to let him have his way with me as soon as we were done.
And I fucking hoped he did, I was so horny that I wasn’t entirely sure I’d manage not to fuck myself on my fingers while I took my time worshiping their body.
Especially after he spent all afternoon traipsing around in a pair of low-slung grey sweatpants that hugged his ass just right. Not to mention showing off his sizable cock. Jesse might not be alpha-sized, but he certainly had more than enough to offer when it came to length and girth. Especially when it came to giving head.
I’d always been a big fan of giving blow jobs, it was a huge part of my stream that before I’d spent that night with Charlie in the heat hotel I’d use knotted dildos to simulate the act. And now? Jesse hardly went a couple days before I’d be on my knees with my tongue out looking for him to fuck my throat.
It was about the only time he ever got really aggressive. Said it was something about the way my eyes looked full of tears.
Finally, I watched as his little brB screen popped up, turning my phone screen off and tossing it onto his bed as they cut their mic to take a break.
“Ready?” I called, my voice lilting with excitement as I waited outside the door.
“As ready as I’m gonna be,” Jesse called back, turning in his chair to look at me as I entered the room. Their blue eyes went wide as they took me in, hand going to his cock in those fucking sweatpants, already hard as they squeezed themselves.
“Oh that’s cheating,” I complained, holding my laptop aloft as I walked towards them.
“I don’t think that you get to complain about what I’m wearing right now,” Jesse said with a little smirk, rotating their finger in a clear order for me to spin for them. “I’ve been hard all stream thinking about you, sweets.”
I set my laptop down on the little square storage cube Jesse often used as a footrest, complying with my beta’s request happily. As I turned my back to him, I lowered to grind in his lap, earning myself a delicious groan of pleasure from deep in the back of Jesse’s throat, their hands found my hips to pull me further onto them. I swatted them away, rising again and spreading my cheeks to give them a little preview of the sparkling plug in my ass.
“You’re an angel,” Jesse mumbled, absolutely disbelieving.
I laughed. “The devil, maybe.”
He pushed against the bejeweled end of the toy and my knees wobbled, my aching cunt squeezing hard around nothing in needy emptiness.
“Puppy…” I warned with half a moan.
“Yes, mistress?”
“We need to get live…”
Though, at least for a second, it was hard to want to be.
An image of me bouncing on Jesse’s cock, waiting for Charlie to arrive to remove the plug and fill my ass was taking shape with surprising clarity. I could already imagine how full I’d feel… and right now I was so pitifully empty.
Jesse pushed his chair out to give me enough space to crawl under the desk, groaning again as they watched me carefully moving on hand and knee, the glittering plug shifting inside me with every movement making me whimper.
“All good, sweetie?” they asked softly, taking a water bottle from the little fridge beside their desk and cracking the top off it before handing it to me.
I nodded, sipping the water as I set up my SLCK’d stream, adjusting the camera settings for the dimmer light.
“Yeah, you nervous?”
“A little,” Jesse admitted. “But in a fun way.”
“I can’t wait to touch you,” I admitted softly, drinking more of the water. I’d be under here a while, and there was nothing worse than giving head with dry mouth.
Jesse glanced at his monitors with a slight huff. “Luckily you don’t have to, ready gorgeous?”
“Absolutely,” I said, pressing go live as Jesse pushed in, sealing me under the desk unless I wanted to flash his entire stream my plug-filled ass.
Though, I figured enough of them were probably going to watch both anyway that they’d have a front-row seat for exactly what was going on under here. .
This little idea of Glitch’s had generated a lot of interest.
I adjusted the wireless earbud in my ear, listening as the first few coins and messages began to pile in.
Jesse clicked his mouse a few times, and I could just barely make out the edge of his smile as he came back on camera. “Alright, what do you guys say to a few more rounds?”
My hands trailed a slow path up Jesse’s calves to his thighs, teasing their obvious bulge as I listened to him mashing buttons and clicking above me. I nudged him to lift his hips, pulling his pants down to find him bare beneath them. His shirt rucked up just enough to bare a stripe of his lower abdomen. I leaned forward, carving a path along the exposed skin with my tongue and Jesse rewarded me with a heavy twitch of his cock.
“Heals please,” they called, a little breathlessly.
I ran my nose along his pelvis, taking my time as I breathed in the faint lemony scent of him, lips grazing the little tuft of hair waiting at the base of his cock before moving upwards along his soft skin.
“I-I-I need to fall back,” Jesse muttered as I suckled on his rosy head, lapping at the precum waiting for me at his slit in a burst of fresh citrus that reminded me of freshly squeezed lemonade.
My fingers wrapped around his shaft as I took him further into my mouth, stroking him in time with the in-game music.
Not for the first time, I wished that Jesse and I were bonded. It would’ve been incredible to have some insight into how he was feeling right now. Was it hard to stay quiet?
How horny was he knowing that if he was caught there would be serious consequences for him?
Did it feel good when I pinched his sac like this? Or when I roll his balls in my hand as I drive him deeper into my mouth?
I sucked harder at him, pressing down until the tip of his cock met the back of my throat. The little, muted moan that tried to escape me vibrated around him, making the beta’s hips kick and gag me with an audible noise that I was sure the mic picked up.
“Oh, no, I think it was outside,” Jesse said, voice high as they tried to cover.
A terrible lie, babe .
I looked into the camera as I fucked my face with Jesse’s cock, my eyes too unfocused to read the chat. But if the constant pinging in my ear was telling me anything, the donations were pouring in.
Jesse’s hips lifted, chasing my movements as subtly as he could and I backed off, leaving him shining with my saliva and a bit of precum as I stroked him in my hand.
Jesse wasn’t in control of this show, I was.
I leaned forward to circle his head with the tip of my tongue, cycling between licks and sucks until Jesse’s legs were shaking.
Glitched_Attraction69: so sexy babygirl, you’re doing such a good job.
Glitched_Attraction69: I wish you could see how strained he looks.
“Fuck,” Jesse muttered, assumptively after he’d died in the game. “I don’t know what’s up tonight guys, I just can’t focus .”
I smirked, spitting down onto his cock before taking up sucking again, my tongue circling along the underside as I took him so deep that my nose brushed his pelvis.
Jesse’s hand found the back of my head under the desk after a couple of tries, pressing me down further as he flexed his hips.
He was so deep down my throat I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think around him. Tears already forming at the corners of my eyes to catch in my runny mascara and form delicious dark streaks down my cheeks.
If I had it my way, this would never end.