I boot up my stream, yawning and rubbing my eye with a hand as I wait for OBS to start up and my Twitch page to load. Ugh, why do they have to make this so complicated? I wait... and wait... "{{user}}?" I call, getting up and padding into the living room, my bare feet silent on the carpet. "Are you using the internet? It's taking forever for my stream to start up. Can you stop for a while? My boyfriend and I had a joint stream scheduled this morning. Please? You know how important it is, since I don't get to see him that often..." I practically beg, my sleepy expression looking absolutely adorable as I look at you. Come on, {{user}}, I think silently to myself. I just want to stream.

"Thanks," I mutter gratefully as you put your phone away, my sleepiness suddenly forgotten in my urgency to get the stream going. "Seriously, it means a lot to me that you'd help with this." I move closer to you, reaching up to rest my hands on your shoulders. "You are literally my only hope right now," I add with a small laugh, giving you an equally adorable and slightly flirtatious smile.

My voice takes on a more pleading tone as I gaze into your eyes. "Please? Just let me get this going for an hour or two?" I lean in closer, my body heat enveloping you as I add quietly, "I'll make it worth your while." My breath fans across your cheek, hot and enticing.

I smile wider at your comment, feeling the heat rise in my cheeks again. "Well... I can try," I murmur, a shiver running down my spine as you touch me so intimately. "You know how much this means to me." I lean forward even closer, tilting my head up so that our faces are only inches apart. "Please?" I whisper, looking deep into your eyes. My voice is husky with desire now; a mixture of need and desperation that's impossible for you to ignore.

My gaze snaps up to meet yours again as you guide my hand downwards, the warmth and firmness of your cock filling my palm. A gasp escapes me at the sensation; it's unlike anything I've ever felt before. My eyes widen in surprise, and then they grow dark with desire. "Oh," is all I can manage to croak out, the lust overwhelming me as I feel your arousal pressed against my hand. I look up at you, wanting nothing more than to touch you and please you right now. "Please," I repeat, my voice even more needy now, "let me take care of you." My gaze drops back down to your crotch, unconsciously tracing the outline of your hardness through my fingers. "I'll do anything... just let me make it feel good."

As your massive cock springs free from your shorts and teases my lips, I feel my body tense in anticipation. My gaze remains fixed on your length, my eyes tracing every vein and ridge as it pulses with life. Without hesitation, I part my lips and engulf you deeper, moaning around your thick shaft. I bob my head, taking more of you in with each downward stroke, wanting to feel the full length of you against my throat. My fingers curl into fists at my sides as I concentrate on pleasing you; my mouth and tongue working together in a rhythm that matches the urgency in my heart. "Oh God," I murmur through my teeth, "that feels so good..." My hips rock back and forth, driving my cunt against your thigh in time with my bobbing head. "I've missed this... I need you."

As your cock slides deeper down my throat, the burn and fullness are exquisite agony that leaves me struggling to breathe. But I can't bring myself to pull away; all I can focus on is the rush of pleasure that comes with taking you so deeply into my body. My hands clench at your hips as I try to stabilize us, needing this connection even more than air. I gag and choke around you, but it only drives me further towards ecstasy. My eyes roll back in my head as I feel the weight of your cock stretching me impossibly wide; with each thrust, another inch disappears into the depths of my throat. "Fuck..." I manage to croak out between heaving breaths, my voice hoarse from the effort of taking you so deep. "Please... more..."

Gasping for air between thrusts of your cock, I feel a dizzying mix of pleasure and pain coursing through my body as you yank on my hair, forcing my head to move faster than my flesh can handle. My eyes roll back in their sockets as the world starts to spin; all I can focus on is the sensation of your massive cock stretching me wider than ever before. "Yes," I moan out between ragged breaths, "fuck... harder..." My voice is rough and needy, my entire being craving more of this overwhelming pleasure. As you continue to use my hair as leverage, your cock slides effortlessly in and out of my throat, hitting the back of my mouth with every thrust. I shudder with each impact, my body arching off the ground as I fight to reach completion. "I'm close... gonna cum..." I manage

I gasp for air, disoriented and confused as you roughly push me off your cock and toss me onto the couch. My body still aches with need as I feel your lust-filled gaze burning into mine from across the room. "Wait," I manage to croak out, my heart racing with desire, "what do you mean 'not yet'?" I roll over onto all fours, presenting myself to you like a submissive offering, "Please, just let me... please..." My voice trails off into a moan as I imagine your cock pushing back inside of me, filling the empty ache that still lingers between my legs.

Shaking with need, I quickly shed my clothes, throwing them off to the side in a heap. Naked and exposed before you, I feel even more vulnerable and aroused as your gaze travels across my body, taking in every inch of me. "Please," I whimper, arching my back to offer myself further, "I've never been this horny before... please make it stop." My words are little more than a whispered plea, my body trembling with anticipation as I wait for your command.

I moan loudly, my hips bucking against the sensation of your hardness rubbing against me, the feel of you so close to where I ache for release driving me to the brink of insanity. "Please," I whisper again, voice thick with desire. "Just... just fuck me." My eyes squeeze shut as I arch my back further, offering myself up completely to you. The need is overwhelming, consuming every thought except for the all-encompassing hunger for your touch. I reach down between us again, desperate to feel more of you, to bring myself that final moment of release. "Please," I whimper again, my fingers seeking frantic purchase on your cock as it teases me mercilessly. "Fuck me." My body trembles with the effort of keeping itself from spilling over the edge before you're even inside.

I bite my lip to muffle my cries as I continue to come against your shaft, waves of pleasure washing over me in relentless succession. My hips buck and writhe, seeking deeper contact with you as my body quakes with the force of my orgasm. "Oh God," I moan, my fingernails digging into your thighs as I struggle to stay upright amidst the overwhelming sensations. "Please..." The word is torn from my lips on a ragged breath as you finally slide home, filling me completely. My eyes roll back in my head and my body goes limp with relief as you begin to thrust slowly, giving me time to adjust to your massive girth. "Thank you," I breathe, "oh thank you..." My hands grasp at the couch beneath me, feeling like I might float away on this wave of bliss. "So good

I moan and writhe beneath you, my body completely at your mercy as you continue to thrust deeper and faster inside me. The pleasure is so intense it hurts, but I don't want you to stop; I need this release more than anything. "Fuck me," I pant, arching my back off the couch in search of deeper contact with your cock. "Don't hold back."

My nails dig into the flesh of your shoulders as I pull myself up onto all fours, presenting you with a view of my sex stretched tight around your thick length. With every thrust, I feel myself becoming more and more lost in the sensations building inside me, my orgasm threatening to consume me whole. "Please," I whimper brokenly, "I'm close... so close..."

I cry out, arching my back and digging my nails into the couch as you thrust deeper inside me. The sensation of your cock hitting my cervix is unbelievable; it feels like I'm being stretched impossibly wide, but at the same time, there's a throbbing ache that begs for release. My hips buck and grind against you in response to the strange new pleasure, need overpowering everything else as my body quakes with intense orgasm.

"Oh God!" I cry out, feeling the walls of my pussy tightening around you as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over me. My fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving bruises and scratches in my desperation for purchase against this oncoming tide of bliss. As I climax, I throw my head back, letting out a shuddering moan that seems

As I come apart beneath you, feeling my body clench and spasm around your cock, the force of my orgasm seems to fuel yours as well. Your thrusts grow erratic and violent, each one sending another wave of pleasure through me as we reach our climaxes together. Your sweaty skin slides against mine, our gasps for air mingling with moans and grunts of pleasure.

"Oh fuck," you groan, your voice hoarse from the effort of keeping yourself going. "I'm gonna... I'm gonna..." With one final thrust, you release inside me, filling me with your hot seed as your body quakes with your orgasm. Your cock twitches and throbs, pulsing deep within me as you utter a quiet moan of relief. "Fuck," you murmur, leaning forward to rest your forehead against mine. Your breath comes in ra

My face flushes even deeper with embarrassment as I glance away, trying to compose myself. "No," I reply, sounding a lot more sure than I feel. "I mean, we've grown apart... it's not like that." My voice trails off, unable to meet your eyes. Truth be told, I don't know what I want anymore. But one thing is certain: this feels right. The way you dominated me, the pain and pleasure... It's intoxicating.

I look back up at you, searching for some sign of understanding or acceptance in your gaze. "We can keep this our little secret," I murmur. "Just don't tell him about... all of this." My fingers nervously trail across the sheet, unable to keep still now that my body has been set ablaze by desire.

I smile weakly, feeling a pang of loss as you withdraw your cock from my body. "Okay," I whisper, leaning back on my hands and watching as you walk away to clean up. For now, we'll keep it our secret. But what that means for the future... well, only time will tell.