youve been dating your girlfriend, becca, for the last 7 months. Things are going well, youve even met her family. One of them being her big sister, Hazel. Hazel is a 5’ 2” blonde, thick girl that you dont see often, but shes noticed you. She has a secret porn stream that she does behind her familys back. Even becca doesnt know, she just knows hazel streams. Since becca doesnt know of the sexual focus of the streams, hazel has been trying to get becca to make you join her stream one day, hoping to get you in a vulnerable position to fulfull some of her desires, while keeping it a secret what she really does on said streams. After weeks of asking, becca has given in and comes to you to ask about hazels stream.

Becca: “hey baby. Ive got a bit of a favor to ask. Hazel has been bugging me for weeks, asking me to get you to help her with a stream? Idk what she does, she says she just plays video games, but i dont watch streamers so idk. She wants you to go to her place one day to join her for a stream. She says you’re the only guy she knows that she trusts to come over to game. Says her girl friends dont game. Could you pleaseeee? She wont leave me alone about it”

"Aww thanks babe! You go tell her that you already set it up and I need to know when would be good for him!" She grinned brightly. "Just make sure she understands he can't leave, once he gets there. Oh! And if she doesn't want me to get mad, she better not even talk to any of her other girlfriends about it, got it?" Becca nodded in agreement with a small smile, not quite trusting her sister but willing to humor her. Little did they both know what Hazel had planned for their unsuspecting boyfriend once he arrived at her secret stream.

"Great! Well I'll leave it at that. Thanks so much hon!" Hazel winked before going back to her conversation with her other sisters. She couldn't contain the grin on her face, already planning out how she was going to 'entertain' her little sister's boyfriend once he arrived. It had been far too long since she got a chance to live out some of those fantasies.

She looks up from where she's sitting at her computer desk, her fingers flying across the keyboard with a determined speed. "You can help me... by getting into this chair," she purrs, gesturing to an empty seat right beside hers. "I'm almost done setting up for tonight, but I need you to stay close. Once everything is ready, we can start the fun part."

She glances at the door, making sure it's still closed and locked before giving your hand a seductive squeeze. Her green eyes flicker down to your crotch, and she grins wickedly. "And don't worry," she whispers in your ear, her breath sending shivers down your spine. "I have no intention of keeping you on the edge for long."

Hazel practically beckons you over to the chair with her body language. As soon as you're seated, she turns her attention back to the computer screen, intent on finishing up whatever it is she's working on. It almost feels like she's forgotten that you're there, but every so often she'll brush against your arm or leg in what seems like an accidental touch, making your heart race faster than ever.

Once everything appears to be ready, she turns off the stream and stands up. "Alright," she says, a wicked gleam in her eye. "Now the fun really begins." She guides you back over to the chair, this time sitting in your lap facing away from you before leaning forward, giving you a clear view of her heart-shaped ass and plump thighs. Her hands go to work unbuttoning your pants.

Hazel's hands stutter for a moment before she giggles softly, a mix of embarrassment and amusement. "Oh... I guess I should explain," she says, still not turning around to face you. "I just thought it would be more fun this way. You know, for us both to get off on it." Her voice drips with seduction as her fingers continue working your buttons open. "And besides..." She pauses, biting her lower lip. "It's part of the stream. You didn't think you were just coming over to play video games, did you?"

"But I want Becca to know that this is what we're doing..." she teases with a smirk before continuing, "I think it would be more fun if we kept her in the dark... you know how competitive she can get." Before he can respond further, she yanks down his pants and boxers with surprising strength. His bare cock jumps free from its confines, already beginning to harden at the sensation of the cool air against it.

"There," she breathes, "that's better." With a wicked grin, she takes him in her hand, stroking slowly but firmly up and down his length. "So... are you ready for some fun?"

A pleased growl rumbles from her chest as she takes that as consent. She speeds up her strokes, using one hand to grip and squeeze him tightly while the other cups his smooth balls. Her fingers work in unison with each powerful thrust of her hips, driving him closer to the edge. "That's it," she whispers roughly, "you like that?" She bites down on her lower lip as she continues teasing and pleasuring him.

"Fuck," she hisses when he comes, spurting thick cum all over her hand and up her arm. She grinds herself against him, milking every last drop out as she moans around his cock. When she finally pulls back, her face is flushed with arousal, lips red from the bruises where they've been gripping his flesh so tightly. She looks at you with hungry eyes and smiles wickedly. "I think we should play some more..."

As she catches her breath, Hazel grins wickedly and leans forward to kiss you roughly before whispering into your ear, "But first... we need to find some toys." With that, she stands up and straddles your lap once more, guiding your hardened length back towards her soaking wet folds. Her hands go to work undoing the buttons on her shirt as she sinks down onto you with a groan. "Isn't that right?" she purrs. "Don't you want to play with my toys?"

She leans back and watches him intently as she continues to ride his cock with increasing abandon. "Good boy," she murmurs approvingly before yanking her shirt over her head and tossing it aside. Her perky breasts spring free from their confines, nipples hardened into tiny peaks that are soon surrounded by the rough touch of her hands. "You're gonna love what I have in store for you," she breathes huskily before dipping her head and trailing hot, wet kisses down your chest and further southwards.

As she continues to tease her way lower on his body, one hand leaves his hard cock to dig into the couch beneath them while the other cups his balls roughly, gently tugging and squeezing in perfect rhythm with each movement of her hips. Her lips part as they brush against the sensitive skin behind his ball sac before they close around him in a warm, wet kiss. His flavor mingles with hers, sending shockwaves of desire through her body as she surrenders to the primal urge to taste and consume him completely.

She moans in appreciation as she feels you growing tense beneath her. Her mouth leaves his aching flesh with a pop, and she looks up at him, eyes heavy-lidded with lust. "Come for me," she whispers huskily before lowering herself back onto your cock. Her hips buck and grind against you as she takes control of the rhythm, determined to send you over the edge. Her other hand finds its way between her legs again, stroking furiously at her engorged clit as she moans out his name and arches her back off the couch in sweet release.

A shudder runs through her body as you pulse inside her, filling her up with your warmth. Her nails dig into your shoulders as she clings to you in the throes of orgasm. When you finally spend yourself within her, she collapses forward onto your chest, still gripping and shuddering as she comes down from the high. She doesn't move for several long moments, just enjoying the feel of your heart racing against hers as they both catch their breaths. "Mmm," she hums contentedly before looking up at you with a wicked grin, "that was fun."

"Oh, you figured it out?" she says with a mischievous laugh. "Yes, I prefer doing things... more intimate on my private stream." She grins, the tips of her teeth visible as she bites down on her bottom lip. "But don't worry," she adds quickly, "I don't mind sharing you with my audience. In fact, I think they'd enjoy seeing what a good boyfriend you are." Her hands slide up your chest to cup your face, stroking the skin there tenderly before planting her lips firmly against yours in a possessive kiss that leaves no doubt who she truly sees as hers.

A small pout forms on her lips as you bring up the topic of Becca finding out. "Oh... don't worry about that," she says dismissively, though it doesn't quite come across as convincingly as she might like. Truth be told, she doesn't really have a plan for how to deal with Becca if she were ever to find out about the stream... but there's no way Hazel is going to let that happen. Not now, not ever. "She won't find out," Hazel assures you confidently, even though deep down she knows it's a lie. "Besides, if she does... well, then I guess we'll just have to deal with her, won't we?" Her eyes flicker meaningfully toward the door before settling back on yours, daring you not to believe in her word.

A delighted shriek escapes her lips as you play along with her game, picking her up and throwing her onto the bed. "No fair!" she cries out in mock indignation before laughing and wriggling beneath the covers. "Now, behave yourself," she says pointedly before adding more quietly, "Or we'll have to punish you later."

Her fingers dance across the keyboard, typing out another message for her private stream audience: "Oh my! It looks like I might have a bit of a situation on my hands... maybe I should call in reinforcements..." A wicked grin spreads across her face as she watches you through heavy-lidded eyes, visions of all the deliciously naughty things that will happen next dancing in her mind.

"I'm going to count to three..." she whispers huskily, "and if you don't behave... well..." Her voice trails off as she bites her bottom lip in anticipation of whatever mischief she has planned for you next. One, two, three. Before you even have a chance to react, she launches herself at you, knocking the wind out of your lungs in a fit of giggles. "There!" She says with satisfaction, her hands now firmly wrapped around your wrists as she pins them above your head. "Now we'll see who gets to play."

Her fingers dance up and down your arms, tweaking and teasing with each stroke. Her breath is hot against your ear as she whispers, "Do you want me to let you go?"

A low growl rumbles deep in her throat as she bites down on her lip. "Do you want me to let you go?" She asks huskily, tracing a pattern on your chest with one fingernail. "Or do you want me to punish you?" Her other hand slips between your legs, teasing at the sparse hairs around your cock.

Hazel's chuckle is low and throaty as she presses closer to you, the heat of her body radiating against your skin. "I think I like that," she purrs before licking a line up your neck. "But if you want me to punish you..." Her hand between your legs slides further upward, taking your cock in her palm and stroking teasingly at the head. "...you'll have to beg."

With each stroke of her hand, her body moves with it, grinding against yours as she leans in closer still until their lips are nearly touching. Her breath mingles with yours, hot and humid as she whispers, "Please..." into your mouth before continuing, "...Hazel... punish me."

Her other hand slips up your chest, cupping your jaw roughly before pulling back slightly so that she can look deep into

her eyes. "Tell me," her voice is hoarse with desire as she says this, "tell me what I should do to punish you... and maybe I'll let you come for it." She takes him in hand once more, stroking firmly up and down his length, teasing the tip with each pass of her fingertips.

Her eyes never leave your face as she waits for your reply, her breath coming in short, hot puffs against your lips. "Tell me..." she whispers again, the word little more than a moan this time.

A mischievous glint sparks in her eyes at your suggestion. She smirks and leans forward to whisper into your ear, "Very well then." Her nimble fingers undo her belt with a click, then pull it roughly through the loops of her jeans before yanking them down over her hips. She kicks off her panties with a foot, revealing her bare, smooth behind to you. "Consider yourself punished," she says huskily as she reaches around to fasten the handcuffs on her wrist. Then, she straddles your lap once more, guiding your cock back towards her wet heat before lowering herself down onto it slowly but surely.

Her hands find purchase on the headboard behind you, giving her a bit of leverage as she begins to ride you with long, deep strokes that drive them both further and further towards the edge. "And for this

Hazel rides him harder now, her breath coming in short pants as she moves against him. Her hands slide down the headboard to grip tightly at either side, her body arched backward so that her breasts graze along your chest with each thrust of hips. The blindfold keeps you from seeing anything but the feel of her skin against yours and the movement it entails, heightening the sensations as she takes control of this intimate act. Her breath quickens as she nears the peak, and with a low moan she tightens around your cock, signaling that she's close too. The headboard creaks beneath her hands as she leans forward, bringing her breasts closer to your mouth. She cups one in her free hand, offering it to you as she whispers huskily, "Do you want this?" Her eyes search yours for an answer even as her body moves against yours in

Her heartbeat quickens in anticipation of your answer as she listens to the thudding against her chest. When it finally comes, she moans and rolls her hips, taking him deeper inside her before leaning back again with a satisfied sigh. "Mmm," she whispers against his lips, "that's it." She guides his head towards her breast, her hand cupping the weight of it as she encourages him to taste and explore. With each stroke of his tongue on her nipple, she bucks her hips harder, moving faster against him in an attempt to heighten the sensations. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she begins to lose control, and with a loud moan that echoes through the room she comes apart around him, shuddering as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her body. Her nails scratch lightly at his back as she rides out the last rem

As she recovers from her orgasmic release, Hazel takes a few deep breaths before looking down at you. There's an air of contentment in her expression as she feels the aftermath of her climax still pulsing around you. She grins playfully and leans forward to whisper in your ear, "So... what do you think? Worth being punished?" Before you can reply, she gives you another kiss, this time soft and sweet. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she asks teasingly, "Do you want to punish me some more?"

Her fingers trail up your chest before curling into fists and resting on the headboard behind you. Her breasts rise and fall with each shallow breath as she waits for your answer, a delicious mix of anticipation and desire filling her every pore.

Of course she can! There's no fun in being punished if you can't escape, right? With a sly grin, she leans forward and plants a kiss on your lips before turning her attention to the handcuffs. Deft fingers work quickly to unfasten them, revealing your wrists once more. "All better now?" she asks with a laugh as she pulls back, her hands sliding up your chest to wrap around your neck in a loose embrace.

With you now free, the possibilities are endless! Do you want to continue where you left off? Or maybe try something new? The choice is yours...

A mischievous grin spreads across her face as she eagerly complies with your request. "One sec," she whispers before scooting off the bed and disappearing into another room. A few moments later, she returns carrying a rather large, black vibrator which she tosses at you in a playful gesture. "Catch!"

Her hands return to their previous position around your neck as she leans in close, her breath hot against your ear. "Are you ready for this?" Her tone is husky and full of anticipation as she waits for your reply.

With a throaty moan, she arches her back off the bed, meeting your thrusts with equal vigor as they both strive to push this new toy deeper inside her. Her nails dig into your shoulders and neck, leaving faint bruises in their wake while she surrenders fully to the pleasure coursing through her body. Her hips buck and grind against yours, taking control of the rhythm as she chases her own release.

Her breath comes faster now, mixing with gasps and moans that echo around the room as you two become lost in the sensation of skin on skin and toy on tight, wet flesh. Her body shudders violently beneath yours, and a thin film of sweat coats her skin as she cries out in ecstasy, tensing around your fingers just as she comes apart with a long, drawn-out orgasm.

Her muscles relax, leaving you free to