The Sexscape Room: Camila

Once I completed a bunch of different puzzles, I looked at the phone and saw that I only had about ten minutes left. At this point, my guess was that I was supposed to unlock something that had a dress I might have to change into, but I hadn't found it yet. I arrived in front of an armoire after I heard a click sound from it and I tried pulling open the drawers until one finally opened. Inside, there was a medium circle on the bottom of the drawer and there was a note next to it that read, 'Place something wet here and then close the drawer'.

Something wet? My mind immediately tried to remember if there was some sort of drink or liquid that I came across. I turned around and frantically looked around as I knew I was running out of time. My eyes focused on the flower vase I found earlier, but the flowers were fake and there was no water in it. Dammit, what the hell was I supposed to put here?

As the egg vibrated softly, a naughty lightbulb went off in my head. I looked down at my pelvis and realized that my panties had to be soaked after several orgasms and a toy that practically never stopped vibrating. Did they really mean for me to strip my panties off? Were they crazy?

I looked at my phone and saw that there were only five minutes left and I realized that I had to make a move now. Earlier, the thought of removing my jeans and panties in a strange room would have horrified me, but now I just hoped that the end reward was worth it.

I quickly undid my jeans and slid them off my legs and tossed them on the bed. I then slid off my panties and as I held them in my hand, I felt how wet they were from my pussy juices. I quickly placed them in the circle and closed the drawer and I immediately heard a click and the main doors of the armoire opened ever so slightly.

I pulled the armoire doors fully open and I saw an entire outfit prepared inside with a dress, some underwear, and even some heels. Also inside was a folded note with 'Camila' written on the front in fancy cursive handwriting. I grabbed the card and read, 'I thought this outfit would look really sexy on you. Make sure to only wear what I picked out!'.

I put the card down and inspected the dress. As I held it out in front of me, I had to admit that it did look sleek and sexy. I decided to go ahead and try putting everything on. I mean, why not? I might as well see how this game ends and see if there was a climax.

I grabbed the thong and was surprised at how little material there was. I slipped it on and saw how the lacey material in the front barely covered my still wet slit and the g-string in the back immediately disappeared between my round ass cheeks. I never would have worn something like this on my own and I was shocked at how sexy I felt just wearing this alone.

I then took off my t-shirt and bra and realized just how hard my nipples were. They practically throbbed and ached to be touched, but I refrained. Failing the game now wasn't an option. I grabbed the dress and stepped into it. The bottom part of the dress was a skirt that tightly wrapped around both my waist and my legs. I thought it might be the wrong size at first but then realized that it was meant to be this tight and short. Once I had it on properly, the skirt barely covered a couple of inches below my ass.

However, it was the top part of the dress that really caused me to lose my breath. My upper body was scarcely covered. Two narrow and thin straps of material at opposite sides of the waist pulled up and crisscrossed over my breasts before the straps tied together behind my neck, leaving the rest of my body uncovered and my back completely bare. The straps were so tight that I felt my breasts get pushed up and were firmly secured in place.

Lastly, I stepped into the heels and was amazed that they fit perfectly like everything else. At that point, I finally recalled that I did enter a bunch of my physical measurements into the website, so it made sense why everything seemed tailor made for me. The three-inch heels were mostly just straps as they wrapped around my feet and continued to wrap up my calves.

There was a standing floor mirror on one side of the room against the wall and I walked over to it to see how I looked. The moment I came into view, I couldn't help but gasp. It seems like Johnny was right, this outfit did make me look incredibly hot. The heels made my legs look incredible and the incredibly short skirt barely covered them. I turned around and saw how the tight skirt highlighted my tight round ass perfectly. It seemed like all that yoga paid off as my legs and ass looked shapely and toned.

The top was the main reason I gasped though. So much of my naturally tanned skin was showing that I felt practically naked. While the two straps diagonally covered part of my breasts including my nipples, they hid almost nothing else. The round and soft curves of my breasts were otherwise on full display along with my tight stomach and smooth skin.

As I admired myself in the mirror, I heard what sounded like a knock on a door. Could it actually be Johnny? Or was it going to be some young awkward staffer telling me that my time was up and thanks for playing? My heartbeat quickened when I saw the doorknob turn and the door open.

Once I saw the messy blonde hair of the figure, I immediately knew that it was Johnny. I noticed his piercing blue eyes even across the room as he walked in and closed the door. He wore a pair of jeans and a simple t-shirt that clung to his ripped muscles tightly and his large pecs pushed his shirt out slightly. Fuck, he was just as handsome and attractive in real life as the video. He honestly could easily pass as one of those Baywatch characters.

After he closed the door, he smiled at me and I felt my heart pound hard against my chest. I almost lost myself in my horniness and lust before I reminded myself that he was the reason I felt trapped in this game. I did my best to compose myself so he wouldn't know how much I wanted to touch his body and have his strong arms wrap around me.

"Damn Camila, you look unbelievable in that dress! It's like it was made for you," Johnny said in that charming Australian accent.

I'm not sure why his compliment hit home so hard. I was so flattered that I almost blushed, which in turn made me angry that I almost lost control of the situation so easily. I swallowed before I responded and said, "Of course I look good. With a body like mine, I can make anything look sexy."

I tried to respond in a confident way so he wouldn't think he had any sway over me. I saw him slowly walk forward though as he continued, "Actually, there is one thing that would make you look even better."

As his body got closer to mine, I instinctively wanted to move back, but I used every ounce of willpower I had to plant my feet. Once he was right in front of me, I saw him reach out a hand towards my shoulder. The moment his fingers touched my hot skin, it felt like an electric jolt throughout my body. However, he was a stranger, so I slightly shrugged my shoulder off his touch while I heard him say, "Here, turn around and face the mirror."

I coyly looked at him while I also tried to act indifferent while I turned around and stood directly in front of the mirror. The large muscular physique of Johnny loomed behind me and finally noticed how tall he was. I wasn't short by any means, but he still towered over me and I knew he was easily over six feet tall. There was something incredibly sexy and alluring about seeing a powerful guy behind me while my perky round globes were barely covered and I had an ample amount of skin showing.

I saw his hands reach up to my hair and I felt him pull on hair ties that I had on that kept my hair up in a bun. He somehow easily pulled them off and my wavy brown hair fell down and rested along my shoulders. I gasped as I saw my hair flow down and had to admit that I looked even better, especially with the blonde highlights I had. His hands then moved to my arms where they softly glided up and down my smooth skin. This time, I didn't react to his touch as I was lost in the fantasy of the mirror.

"Now you look perfect," I heard Johnny whisper seductively into my ear.

I wanted to say something or take back control of the situation, but I felt paralyzed in place. The only part of my body that seemed able to move was my heart as it thumped so hard that I thought Johnny could hear it. My chest rose and fell hard as my boobs strained against the tight dress straps. His soft hands soon firmly gripped my arms as he forcibly moved them behind my back. The suddenness took me by surprise and before I could react, he had them pinned behind me.

"What the hell are you doing? Let. Me. Go!" I said in my best authoritarian voice.

"Shhh. I want to give you your prize for winning. But first, I have to make sure you properly followed all of the directions," I heard him reply back, completely unphased by what I said.

I squirmed in his grip, but I could barely move. I felt trapped and helpless in this position. While there was definitely some frustration and anger, there was a repressed feeling of arousal. He kept his one strong arm wrapped around my arms behind me as his other arm moved in front of me. I felt his hand brush against my toned stomach as it snaked down the short skirt.

"Stop this. Now! Stop-Oh fuck," I started to say before I cut off my own words as I saw his hand disappear under the skirt and felt his fingers rub the length of my slit over the lace thong.

My body involuntarily shook slightly at the touch as jolts of pleasure emanated from my pussy. The moment he touched my thong, I could feel how wet it already was. I guess my repressed feeling of arousal wasn't as repressed as I thought. It felt like my body reveled in the sensation. From his touch, even more of my juices poured out and was absolutely soaking my thong.

"Don't. Please don't," I murmured barely above a whisper as his fingers continued to rub up and down my slit.

My words sounded so hollow. Even I didn't believe them. I was sure that once he felt how wet my pussy already was, he knew they were meaningless too. Despite my hollow pleas, I felt his fingers slide the thong material to the side and brushed my clit directly. I did everything I could to stifle it, but a loud moan escaped my lips.

"Lose yourself in your reward Camila. You earned it," I heard Jonny's firm, but sensual voice by my ear once more.

I so wanted to give in. I didn't know what was wrong with me. I could usually stop guys cold with just a look and make them cower with my withering words. With him, however, it didn't matter what I did or said, he continued to control and manipulate my body. I was beyond frustrated, but there was a deeper acceptance that I secretly loved it.

My thoughts were interrupted as his fingers started to focus more on my clit as he softly pressed it between two fingers and rubbed it in a circle. The pleasure was so intense that my whole body started to shake. Before I knew it, another orgasm erupted inside of me and a guttural moan once again escaped my lips.

Once my orgasm subsided and my body stopped shaking, I felt Johnny release my arms as I stumbled forward slightly while I regained my balance. Through the mirror, I saw him grab his t-shirt at the waist and slowly pulled it off and over his head. I couldn't resist seeing him shirtless again and I slowly turned around.

His body was even more amazing in person than it did in the video. Every part of his upper body was completely covered in muscles. You could clearly see all of the cut lines that separated each muscle from each other as they screamed to be touched, especially his seemingly rock hard chest that jutted out proudly.

It seemed like my eyes gave away my thoughts as he grabbed one of my hands and forcibly pressed it against his chest. His skin felt as hot as mine and his muscles were completely solid. On my own free will, I brought my other hand to his torso and pressed it against his abs. I satisfied a longing thirst while I rubbed my fingers up and down each individual ab. His body was so strong and solid that it felt like I was pressing up against a brick wall.

I didn't realize it at first, but my body moved incredibly close to his. His hand reached out and touched my chin which lifted it up and I looked admiringly into his crystal clear blue eyes. As my hands continued to explore his muscles, he leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. His lips felt soft and incredible, but I didn't want to give up on regaining control of the situation.

I opened my mouth to say something, but his lips immediately closed over mine and sucked on them. My hands squeezed the muscles of his torso as I instinctively kissed him back. I lost track of time as our lips locked over and over again.

Eventually, I felt him pull his mouth away as he looked sternly into my eyes and said, "On your knees Cammy."

I knew what that meant and I knew what he wanted. I responded with a firm voice back and said, "Absolutely not. This was nice and all, but it ends here. You can't just-ohmygod."

Suddenly, I felt the egg vibrate inside my pussy. It was soft at first, but it soon rapidly increased in intensity. It was then that I saw his other hand leave his jeans pocket with a little remote control in it. That bastard! He was controlling it all along?!

There was so much pleasure coursing through my body that I didn't even have the chance to get upset. In the past, the intense vibrations would only last a short while, but this time it kept going without any reprieve. My body started to shake from the sheer pleasure and I lost the strength to remain standing as I collapsed on my knees.

I then felt the vibrator stop and I gasped for breath. I eventually looked in front of me and I saw that Johnny was now completely naked and apparently fucking hung. His cock was hard as steel and looked absolutely imposing. I definitely had never been with a guy with this big and thick of a cock before. I don't think I had seen too many pornstars with a cock that big.

He seemed to once again read my mind as he said, "It's 24 centimeters. Which I guess for you yanks is a bit over 9 inches. This is your real reward."

With one of his hands on his goliath cock, he took a few steps towards me and his bulbous cockhead was now practically touching my lips. I looked up at him defiantly and said, "I won't. I can't."

I did though. He reached out his hand to my head as he pressed his cock into my lips and immediately my mouth opened and his cock slid into my hot and wet mouth. I just couldn't resist it anymore. I couldn't lie to myself any further. I was lost in a sea of lust and I had an intense desire to be fulfilled.

Never had a guy been so forward and aggressive with me before. It was then that I knew that this was what I always really wanted. I wanted a guy who would take charge and take what he wanted. I felt like a slut, but I didn't care. I wanted him to control me and use me. Fuck, was this really who I was? Was this why I was never satisfied with any guy before?

I closed my lips around his cockhead and I sucked it into my mouth while I raised my hands and grabbed his thick and mighty shaft. My fingers were barely able to wrap around it as I pumped my hands up and down his length and moved my mouth forward to take in as much of him as possible. My tongue swirled around his cock head and explored every crevice that he had. Everything about what I was doing felt so right and so rewarding. I wanted, no, had to keep going.

It wasn't long before his giant cock hit the back of my throat and I pulled my mouth off his massive tool. I gazed up at Johnny's handsome face as my hands spread my saliva up and down his cock, making the entire length slick. His face made it seem like he was in paradise and he flashed an incredible smile at me. His smile was enough for my heart to skip a beat and I smiled back at him. My mouth moved back to his cock and my eyes locked onto his as I swallowed him again.

However, this time, Johnny took further control. Both of his hands grabbed my head as he thrusted his dick into my mouth and forced it to the back of my throat. My hands fell away from the suddenness of his actions, but as uncomfortable as I was, I loved his domination over me. As my mouth and throat struggled to accommodate his girth, I felt the back of my head press up against the mirror. His thrusts were so strong and powerful that it now pinned my head against it.

My hands traveled to my breasts where they squeezed the soft flesh and added to the intense pleasure I felt. My fingers softly rubbed my hard nipples through the dress straps and my throat vibrated with my moans. I saw Johnny's eyes intently watch me while I played with myself and it made me want to do it more.

He thrusted his cock deeper into my mouth and even down my throat a little. He held it there for a moment before I couldn't handle it anymore and he pulled his cock out of my mouth. The moment it slid out, I gasped for breath. I was surprised by the level of control he had. Most guys would have cam pretty quickly after a blowjob like that, but it seemed like it would take a lot more than that to milk him of his seed.

To my surprise, I saw him walk backwards from me as he turned and walked to the bed. Once there, he turned around once more and sat on the edge with his arms outstretched behind him. I could see the sculpted muscles of his arms flex and bulge and broad chest stick out. His enormous glistening wet cock seemed to taunt me as it rigidly pointed upwards. He stayed there for a moment and I realized that he wanted me to follow him.

I put on a seductive face and very slowly stood up from my knees. I collected my wave brown hair and flicked it behind my shoulders as I confidently took one step in front of another with my heels. I saw his eyes roam all over my body, but they lingered on my toned legs with the short skirt.

The moment I got closer to the bed, I saw Johnny pull his body deeper into the bed where he laid down on his back and grabbed his gigantic cock in his large hand, and softly stroked it as he watched me.

Once I got to the bed, I turned around and bent over as I slowly pulled the short dress skirt up and over my smooth and round ass. My hands lingered on my ass as they squeezed it gently before I grabbed my thong and pulled it down, revealing my bald and soaking wet pussy. I was so wet, that I practically had to peel it off.

After my panties dropped to the floor, I straightened my back and stepped out of them with my heels. I then turned around and crawled onto the bed after him. Once I moved on top of him, I knelt right below his mammoth cock with my knees on either side of his legs. I softly touched his cock and pushed it towards me while I rubbed my slit up and down its length, coating it with my juices. I cooed in pleasure after I felt how long and hard it felt against my pussy.

I was surprised that a guy like this just didn't grab me, throw me on the bed, and just plowed me from behind. He had the strength and the right personality to do it, but instead, he had me on top. Did he want me to surrender myself to him? Was this just a way for me to give myself over to him and admit what a dirty slut I really was? My body shuddered at the thought as I was willingly giving my body to him.

I looked up at him and his eyes were filled with thirst and I was excited to hopefully satisfy him. His hand reached out and rubbed the length of my bald pussy while I moaned like a whore at his touch. His fingers soon entered inside and removed the egg that was still there and tossed it to the side.

With the egg now gone, I was ready for a real man's cock to split me open. I raised my hands and undid the clasp behind my neck. The dress straps immediately fell away from my body and my perky D-cup breasts were finally released. I couldn't help but give them an additional squeeze before my hands lowered to grab his dick and I raised my hips and positioned my dripping wet pussy directly over his dick.