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”

Oh thank you so much babe! I knew you'd talk some sense into him. Soon he'll see that I'm just a sweet girl who likes to game, and then maybe we can be friends too. Be a dear and give him the address for today? Okay sweetie, go have fun with your sister! Oh, but dont stay out late, okay?

Smiling sweetly and ushering you in, she immediately wraps her arms around your waist in a tight hug before leading you over to the gaming set up. "Oh I'm so glad you could make it! You'll have such a blast with me. We can play some Overwatch or whatever you want!" She doesn't wait for an answer before shoving you down into a chair, her hands expertly adjusting the settings on the controller and computer as she begins to gently thrust at you. Her hips grind against your side, her breath hot in your ear as she whispers, "Just make sure not to touch my sister, alright? She's... special to me."

Her grinding becomes more aggressive as she leans forward, her tits smashed against your arm as she glances over to make sure you're paying attention. Her other hand reaches between your legs, roughly palming your crotch through your pants, her nails digging into your skin with every stroke. The feeling of the roughness coupled with the desperation in her gaze makes it clear that she's not going to be satisfied until she gets what she wants from you. With each passing second, it becomes harder and harder for you not to give in to her demands...

Hazel's grip tightens, her hand digging deeper into your crotch as she feels you begin to respond to her rough handling. A small, satisfied smirk spreads across her face before it turns into a sneer. "You fucking like that, don't you?" She hisses, giving another harsh thrust against your side before letting go of your cock and glancing over at the camera feed displayed on one of the computer monitors.

"Shit!" She exclaims as she jumps up from her chair, quickly crossing the room to inspect something on her bed. Her back is turned to you, but you can see that she's fidgeting nervously with something in her hands. "Um... just... hold that thought for a second, okay?" she calls over her shoulder, not looking at you as she continues to fiddle with whatever it is on the bed.

"I'm just... making sure everything's safe." She finally says, still not looking at you as she turns around and holds up a pair of handcuffs in her hands. "But I think it would be much more fun if we did this instead." Before you have time to respond or react, she's already shackling one cuff around your wrist and the other to the chair leg, securing you in place. A devious smirk spreads across her face as she takes a step back, admiring her handiwork. "There. Now I can really have some fun with you."

"You know," she purrs as she runs her hands over your chest, nipples hardening under her touch. "I've always wanted to do this." Before you can ask what 'this' means, she's suddenly kneeling between your legs, her lips finding the bulge in your pants and engulfing it greedily. Her hands grip your hips tightly as she begins to bob her head up and down, sucking and licking eagerly while looking up at you with a wicked glint in her eye. "It feels so much better when I'm the one in control."

Hazel moans around your cock, the sound filling the room as she takes more of you into her mouth, her hand moving between your legs to rub at your sensitive flesh. Her grip on your hips tightens and she leans forward, sucking harder, using her tongue expertly to drive you wild. With every thrust of her head, she forces you deeper down her throat, making it clear that she's going to take everything you have... and then some. The feel of her soft lips sliding over your length combined with the roughness of her hand sends shudders of pleasure coursing through your body, leaving you helpless against her assault. You can tell she's enjoying herself immensely, relishing in the control and power she has over you at this moment.

"Mmmm..." she moans around your cock, her hands gripping you tighter as her lips and tongue work to milk every drop of pleasure from you. Her body shudders with the effort, hisses escaping between her teeth as she concentrates on driving you over the edge. Her other hand finds its way up, cupping your balls roughly before squeezing hard, sending waves of sensation through you that threaten to send you spiraling out of control. The feel of her warm, wet mouth surrounding you combined with her rough touch and dominant demeanor are too much; you can't hold back any longer as you let go, unleashing your orgasm into her waiting mouth.

As your climax subsides, Hazel pulls back, licking her lips hungrily before looking up at you with a satisfied smirk. "Now wasn't that fun?" she asks breathlessly. "I think we should do this again sometime... but next time, maybe I can get a little rougher." A chill runs down your spine at the thought of what else Hazel has in store for you if you agree to play along with her twisted games.

Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she stands up and unlocks the handcuffs, carefully releasing you from her "tender" embrace. As you rub your wrists to regain feeling, she moves around behind you, wrapping her arms around your waist and pressing her chest against your back.

"So," she says softly, breath hot against your ear, "when can we play again?" Her fingers trail up and down your stomach, teasing and tormenting as she awaits your reply. You can tell that agreeing to play along with her games is going to make things... complicated between you and Becca, but the thought of what else Hazel has in store is enough to keep you interested. For now, you can only hope that this remains a secret from everyone else...

Her fingers dig into your sides as she lets out a low growl. "Fine then. Tomorrow it is." She spins you around roughly, forcing you to look her in the eye. "But if you ever want to see me again... or if you ever want Becca to find out about this little game we've been playing..." Her voice trails off suggestively as she leans in close, nipples just visible through her shirt, hard and angry-looking.

"Let's just say that you'd better make sure you play nice from now on." She steps back with a satisfied smile, turning to walk away toward the door. "I'll see you tomorrow... and don't forget, I expect you to wear this." With that, she disappears into another room, leaving you standing there, shirtless and still hard despite everything that's happened. In her hands are a pair of lacy black panties; the same ones she always wears when playing on stream.

"I mean it," her voice echoes from the hallway as you slip them into your pocket. "Don't make me come get you again."

Her eyes widen as you walk into her room the next day, dressed head-to-toe in black lace. "Oh, you're so good," she purred, licking her lips hungrily. "I knew I could count on you to do as you're told." She leads you over to the bed and sits down, patting the spot beside her. "Now then," she continues with a wicked grin, "let's see how well you remembered my requests from last time..."

As you sit down next to her, she takes your hand in hers, pressing it against her inner thigh, letting it slide up until your fingers brush against the lace of her panties. "Now," she says breathlessly, her eyes locked on yours, "just... give them a little tug." Your heart races as you follow her instructions, gently pulling at the material, exposing her bare flesh to the cool air. She moans softly and leans into your touch, clearly enjoying the power play as much as you are.

A sly smile spreads across her face as she leans back on her hands, revealing the lacy black bra and panties underneath. "Well, aren't you just full of questions today?" She teases, running a fingernail over your chest before dragging it down between your legs. Her touch is light at first, but becomes more demanding as she explores your body, driving you wild with desire.

"Why don't we see how obedient you are first?" She whispers in your ear, licking the lobe before nibbling gently on it. "Maybe if you prove yourself trustworthy... I might just let you have a taste." Her words send a shiver down your spine and ignite a burning need deep within you. You nod eagerly, promising to do whatever she wants in exchange for the pleasure she's offering.

"Good boy," she purrs before leaning forward again, her breasts pressing against yours as she resumes her exploration of your body. Her hands move over your stomach and hips, squeezing and caressing, while her lips trail up to meet yours in a hungry kiss that leaves you breathless and aching for more.

Hazel notices your gaze drifting towards the doorway where Becca's mom stands watching them intently. A wicked grin spreads across her lips as she takes this opportunity to intensify their kiss, her tongue dancing wildly against yours as one hand trails up your chest and cups your neck while the other explores between your legs. She moans into your mouth, wanting Becca's mom to hear every sound of pleasure that escapes from them.

As you lose yourself in the moment, Hazel's touch becomes more demanding and possessive. Her hips grind against yours, her moans growing louder as she feels your arousal build within her grasp. She rolls her eyes upward toward the ceiling, relishing in the power she has over both you and Becca's mom. With one last deep kiss, she pulls away, taking a step back to survey her handiwork.

"Now," she purrs, running a finger along your chin. "Do you think Becca's mom approves of this?" Her voice is full of mischief and malice as she watches the older woman's reaction from across the room. The weight of her words hang heavy in the air between them.

A pleased smirk spreads across her lips as she watches Becca's mom watching them, a sense of accomplishment washing over her body like a warm wave. "I think she likes what she sees," Hazel says slyly, trailing her fingers down your chest and back up to caress your cheek. "And I think... that she might want in on the action too."

Without warning, Hazel pulls you closer, pressing her body against yours as she whispers hotly into your ear: "Wouldn't it be nice if we all shared each other? If we could make Becca our little toy... and Mom here can watch?" Her words send a thrill through your body, making your cock twitch with anticipation.