The Camgirl Pt. 61

LXI: She's Doing That On Purpose, Right?

Blake and Liam

Blake

Blake found herself looking at her locked door for the thousandth time since she'd closed it, and shook herself, turning her attention back to the camera and her screen.

She smiled, cupping her titties over the lacy red and black bra she'd chosen for the show, "Come on guys, help me get m'boobies out. Only 1500 more Cherrycoins to go."

Blake wanted this show to go quickly. And not just because of the burning ache between her legs. That was a large part of it, however. It didn't help that her lips still tingled from the kiss she'd stolen from Liam--dressed only in her lingerie--before locking the door. Pulling away from that had been hard.

Dripping, needy pussy aside, however, Blake simply wanted to spend as much time with him as she could before Marie got back.

Once she gets back, things will be...complicated again.

Finding ways and time to have sex would be hard enough, but Blake would just be sad that she couldn't have Liam sleep over whenever he could.

Blake shivered at the image of herself cuddled up with Liam even as she got onto her hands and knees and wiggled her ass at the camera, running a hand through her hair.

Last time I had to be dressed and quiet because of his roommates. This time...

This time, it would be just her and Liam. And she might still be sexed-up from this show depending on how it went.

It's not fair that he's just on the other side of the door, and yet I have to touch myself again without him even being able to watch me.

Blake tried to look at the upside--that Liam was hers now and wasn't two doors away fucking Marie or having a threesome with her and some random bitch--but it just made her more desperate for his touch.

Blake held back a sigh, smiling instead as she pulled down her panties a bit, ass strategically positioned to show nothing to the camera despite her pussy being fully exposed to the air. A few more tips trickled in along with requests to fire the cameraman.

Is that where I'm at now? I've gone from needing his cock inside me to just needing his touch or even just him watching me while I touch myself?

That train of thought didn't help, as it only brought up images of Liam watching her from behind the camera as she pleasured herself. Her pussy clenched, then spasmed, frustrated that there was nothing inside of it to clench down on.

Blake shuddered as her ass pulsed along with her pussy. Taking out her plug while getting ready had definitely been the correct decision. She missed the nice full, stretched feeling that she was so accustomed to, but knew that the extra stimulation would just make her even hornier.

Fuck. Sleeping with Liam without fucking him will be hard enough, but what about our date?

Liam had seemed excited when he mentioned the non-dinner part of their date, and she wanted to enjoy it, but unless she somehow magically got much less horny by then, Blake was pretty sure she would want to just rush through the date so she could get home and fuck Liam's brains out. At best, she'd probably just be too horny to really enjoy being out with Liam.

Unfortunately, Blake only saw one surefire way to get around that at the moment, and it involved breaking her rules.

The "yee-haw" of a massive tip pulled Blake's attention back to her show, eyes going wide.

"Ah!" She shrieked, "Thank you! T-Sugg! That's how you make an entrance, dudes!"

Blake slid her panties down her thighs, then rolled over on her back, sticking her legs straight up into the air to give everyone a nice view of her glistening lips as she pulled the lacy garment off over her toes and flung it aside.

She did a bit more teasing with her bra, squishing her tits together before pulling the bra up to give her some nice underboob. After a minute or so of teasing, she undid the clasp and flung that off, too, leaving her completely naked save for her black, red-laced stockings.

"Alright, dudes," she said, spreading her legs for the camera as she spread her glistening, slippery lips with two fingers--she shuddered even at that, barely holding back a moan, "The goal today is to make this pussy cum until it's too tired to cum anymore. Any suggestions?"

As Blake had expected, a lot of suggestions flooded in: anal with a vibrator, one vibrator in her pussy with the other strapped to her thigh, DP, riding Lt. Dan...

Blake looked through them deciding which would be most likely to bring her to a satisfying orgasm. She glanced at her door again, then grinned.

"Alright dudes," she said, reaching over the edge of her bed to get Lt. Dan, "First goal is for me to ride Lt. Dan, second is fucking my pussy and my ass, and the last goal is gonna be start and stop with my wand. I want this pussy to be broken by the end of the night, and I want to make it loud."

Blake cackled as tips began to flood in before she had even set the goal values.

If my pussy's gotta be frustrated, so does your cock, Liam.

Locking her door had been a very good idea.

***

Liam

"Oh fuck. Fuck! Holy Shit!"

Liam shifted uncomfortably on the couch again, clearing his throat. He couldn't even listen to music at the moment, as he was trying to write some of his own.

She's definitely doing this on purpose. She has to be.

Liam knew Blake was usually a little loud, but this had to be different. He was already surprised that no neighbors had banged on the door demanding that Blake quiet down.

Maybe the walls between apartments are just incredibly soundproof.

It had been hard enough to control himself when Blake jumped on him before her show in that lacy lingerie and kissed him until his heart pounded in his chest and his cock strained at his jeans.

Locking the door was definitely a good idea, he thought, glancing over at Blake's room.

Things had been fine until about thirty minutes ago. Only the occasional high-pitched "Woo!" and "Thank you!" had come from the room, and those hadn't done much to get Liam's blood pumping. Once Blake had finally started her show, however, Liam had found himself constantly needing to adjust his cock in his jeans.

The sound of a door opening made Liam straighten with a jerk, eyes widening as they fixed on Blake's room. Her door was still closed, however.

"Hey, Sophie," Liam said, smiling as the tiny dark-haired girl made her way toward the kitchen with an empty glass of water. She flashed him an amused smile.

"I thought that would happen," she said.

Liam raised an eyebrow, "What?"

Sophie shrugged, "You staying. I'm guessing Marie doesn't know about you two yet, and Blake said that you live in a triple, so having any alone time will be tough once Marie gets back."

Liam sighed, running his fingers through his hair, "Yeah. Still trying to figure that one out. Mostly I just--" he paused, feeling his cheeks grow hot, "I just didn't want to miss the chance to spend some time alone with her. All I would have done if I'd gone home was think about her and find time to text and video-chat with her."

Sophie smiled at that, "That's sweet. Are you joining us for our little Friendsgiving, then? Or are you going somewhere else? I definitely wouldn't mind your cooking as part of that."

"Friendsgiving?"

"Yeah, it was Blake's idea. So we can still enjoy the holiday even if we're not with our families."

Liam smiled, "I'd be happy to--"

"Fuck! Fuck, yes!"

Liam cleared his throat as his cheeks grew hot. Sophie just giggled.

"She's doing that on purpose, right? I don't remember her usually being that loud."

Sophie nodded, "I think you're right."

She gestured to her room, "I think I'm going to go listen to some music for a while."

Liam scrubbed a hand through his hair, chuckling, "That's probably not a bad idea."

Blake's noises continued for a while after Sophie went back into her room. Liam tried to get some work done, but every moan, gasp, and curse that came from Blake's room went straight to his cock. It strained at his jeans, seeming to throb in time with Blake's vocalizations.

The few times he adjusted it, Liam had to jerk his hands back. He couldn't remember his cock ever being this sensitive. Even just rubbing against the inside of his boxers made him need to bite his lip.

Liam glanced at Blake's door, then opened up his laptop, plugging in his headphones. Once it turned on, he opened up a browser and typed in the name of Blake's camsite. Her room was one of the top thumbnails shown on the site. As Liam's mouse hovered over it, the imaged enlarged, animating, showing Blake on her back, moaning as she worked two dildos with smooth motions, one in her ass, the other in her pussy. His cock throbbed at the sight.

"Oh, fuck! Fuck yes!" Blake cried. This time, Liam could see why she made those wonderful noises.

Fuck!

Liam closed the window, then his laptop, pulling the headphones out of his ears. His heart pounded in his chest, cock raging, threatening to break through the fabric containing it.

He stood up with an effort, hissing as his cock got in the way.

"Fuck," he breathed, adjusting it so he could walk, then knocking on Sophie's door.

A moment later, she opened the door, giving him a curious look.

"Do you--"

"Oh my god! Holy shit!"

Liam sighed, scrubbing a hand through his hair as his cheeks grew hot, "Any chance you'd want to go grocery shopping with me for Friendsgiving?"

Sophie opened her mouth to say something.

"Fuck! Fuck! Oh, fuck, yes!"

She nodded, "Give me three minutes. Grocery bags are hanging up near the door."

Liam nodded, smiling thankfully, "I'll meet you outside."

"Oh shit. Holy shit!"

Even Sophie's cheeks went red this time, "Good idea."

Liam texted Blake just in case she finished before they returned, then grabbed the bags and headed outside.

***

Blake

"Oh, fuck!"

Blake cried out as she worked the two dildos in and out of her holes, mind completely fuzzed over. She had no idea how much time had passed, but she should have come by now, right?

She'd ridden Lt. Dan until her legs burned, kneeling toward the camera, squatting over it, riding reverse cowgirl, turning her ass to the camera.

The changing positions hadn't helped. Her pussy just grew wetter and needier, making the need to orgasm even more desperate.

It has to have been at least twenty minutes, right? Why haven't I cum? Why can't I just fucking cum?

Imagining Liam had only made things worse. That had made her roar in frustration. If imagining one Liam underneath her, hard abs against her back, with another kneeling over her, both pumping their hard, perfect cocks in and out of her dripping pussy, didn't make her cum, what would?

Maybe I'm not horny enough. Maybe I just need to edge. That gives me big orgasms, right?

But Blake didn't want to stop fucking herself. Her holes needed to be filled.

But I want to cum. I need to cum so fucking bad.

"Fuck!" Blake groaned, pulling her hands back from the two dildos, balling them into fists. Her heart pounded, breath coming inn ragged gasps. Her head swam with unsatisfied arousal.

"Okay guys," Blake said, pushing herself up on her elbow. Her arms were a little tired, too, "This isn't working, so I can't believe I'm saying this, but I think we need to do some start and stop with the vibrator. You guys alright with that?"

Blake couldn't help but laugh as tips and encouragement flowed in. They were well-past the goal she'd set at the start, so she wouldn't have much of a breather before starting up again.

With great reluctance, Blake began to pull out the dildo in her pussy. Her walls clenched around it as though trying to keep it in, eliciting a moan from her lips.

"Fuuuck," Blake groaned as the head slipped free of her lips. Even with the other cock in her ass, she felt so empty. She hated that. She needed something inside her.

No, you don't. That wasn't working. You need to cum!

Reluctantly, Blake removed the long, thick cock from her ass, groaning again as her ass pulsed, feeling empty. It wanted to be full. She'd always let it be full whenever it wanted. Glancing at the screen, Blake could see that she had a bit of a resting gape.

Just having something inside me wasn't working, though. It just made me more desperate.

"Hey guys," Blake said, wiping off the dildos and placing them off-camera, "If we can get a thousand more Cherrycoins, I'll put a vibrating plug in my ass and just leave it on the whole time."

The tips rushed in, topping the goal within seconds.

"Ah! Thank you, guys!" Blake cried, reaching for the plug first. Her ass was still lubed up from the dildo, but just to be safe, she stuck the plug in her pussy.

"Oh, fuck," she moaned. Her walls clenched and pulsed around the plug as she slowly fed it into her pussy. Blake's breathing grew heavier as she thrust it in and out a few times, twisting it around before pulling it back out with a whimper.

Mouth hanging open, Blake pressed the tip of the plug, all slick with her juices, up against her asshole. It barely met any resistance. Her ass was still tight, but well-trained. It wanted to be filled.

It wants to be fucked, but that wasn't fucking working.

"Oh fuck," Blake gasped as her ass accepted the plug, slowly spreading as the plug grew wider and wider toward the base, "Holy shit. Fuck!"

Blake's ass was well-trained, but this plug was still one of her bigger ones. Blake's breathing grew even more labored as she got to the thickest part. Pleasure and pain began to mingle, only further increasing Blake's arousal. She cried out in relief and pleasure as her ass swallowed the plug, pulling the last bit into her ass.

"Oh, fuck, guys," Blake breathed, collapsing back on the bed, "I need a minute."

Blake gave herself just a minute before pushing herself back up on her elbows. She probably could have rested for a bit longer--she knew that her fans loved watching her get overwhelmed by pleasure--but she wanted to cum so bad.

"Okay, guys," she said, grabbing her wand. She situated herself in her usual position, legs spread, left arm hooked under her knee, "You know the rules. Let's get started."

With her free hand, Blake reached down and turned on the vibrating plug.

"Oh fuck," she hissed. Her brain fuzzed over for a moment as the pulsing vibrations in her ass radiated through her entire body, making her toes and fingers tingle, even indirectly stimulating her pussy a bit. Both holes pulsed and clenched. Her ass wanted more. Her pussy wanted to be fucked. She could feel it dripping down onto the vibrating plug's base.

A trickling waterfall of coins sounded as the first "start" tip came in.

Biting her lip, Blake raised turned on the wand and touched it to her clit.

"Oh, fuck! Fucking, fucking fuck!"

Blake gasped for breath, legs trembling as she fought her body's conflicting urges. Her pussy wanted her to just stuff the wand's large vibrating head as far into as she could, while at the same time, her clit protested that it was almost too much.

Almost.

Blake didn't care.

Just need to fucking cum.

Holding the wand down over her clit, Blake tried to concentrate on her breathing so that she didn't hyperventilate. As her clit absorbed the wand's vibrations, transforming them into bolts of lightning and waves of pleasure that spread throughout her body to mix with the sensations from her ass, Blake's arousal skyrocketed. She could feel an orgasm approaching. That didn't comfort her. She'd had that same feeling six or seven times just in this show, and no orgasm to show for it.

Maybe I just needed to vibrate my clit into submission. Maybe this will be different.

"Oh fuck," Blake whimpered as the sensations grew more powerful, the twin vibrations in her ass and on her clit threatening to overwhelm her. Her orgasm came closer and closer.

"Yes," she breathed, "Oh, fuck, yes! Please!"

Another large tip sounded.

"No," Blake whimpered, heart pounding as she reluctantly removed the wand from her clit. The vibrations in her ass continued, but even clenching her ass around the plug wasn't enough to keep her impending orgasm from retreating, "Nooo. Guys, whyyyy?"

But she had asked for this.

Blake leaned her head back onto her pillows, closing her eyes for a moment as she pet her poor, needy pussy.

I asked for this. If they make me wait, I better cum so fucking hard that I pass out.

A/N: Would you have left like Liam? Or do you think you would have been able to hold out?