EDIT: As of 08.02.2025, chapter eighteen has officially been broken up into chapters 18 (Kyedae's scenes), 19 (LilyPichu's scenes), and 20 (Valkyrae's scenes). The below details were written when this whole section was just chapter 18, so they may be a bit confusing.
This is a full release of chapter eighteen, with combined parts one, two, and three that were posted separately here on Patreon. The formatting for chapter eighteen is being revised, so it has no set date for going live on public sites.
Characters: Joshua, Emiru, Kyedae, Sakura, Tyson, Pokimane, LilyPichu, Valkyrae, Hasan
Author's note: Here it is, chapter eighteen in all its glory. This post includes all three parts of chapter eighteen so that it's here in one post without having to dig around and look elsewhere. Apologies if you are only looking for part three; you'll have to scroll down a ways to get there, but it's down there somewhere. Part three includes 15,283 words that are completely new to the Supporter tier, and ~11,500 that are new to the Stud tier.
I'm linking SAAS: Ch 17 just for convenience as well: https://www.patreon.com/posts/streamers-and-ch-124824076?utm_medium=clipboard_copy&utm_source=copyLink&utm_campaign=postshare_creator&utm_content=join_link
Please note this chapter also has some censored words, but they are pretty obvious with context clues.
Joshua has finally finished his redemption world tour that was way, way longer than I ever expected it to be. The result turned out great for the story, but not so great for Josh. He stumbles along his pursuit for forgiveness and has some success, but many failures as well. Only time will tell if these failures turn out to be worth it in the end.
Let me know what you thought about the chapter finale in the comments! JM ended up leaving a comment that resulted in Rae's part being like five times as big as I originally planned, so shoutout to him for the inspiration. You never know what could end up in the story.
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Streamers and a Stud: Ch. 18
Redemption
Josh's chest tightened noticeably–pulse ticking upwards, breath becoming short. If he had looked down in that moment, he would have seen the shape of his heart bulging out of his chest with each rhythmic thump, thump, thump. The world he had been carefully crafting was crumbling around him, evidently held up with nothing more than scotch tape and perverted hope. The texts he was reading–anger and hurt conveyed clearly–were all bringing him back to reality.
Some stupid part of Josh’s brain had convinced him that he was infallible–mistakes were simply not in his vocabulary. If he pushed Kyedae’s well-established boundaries just a little too far, her submissive nature and recent training would simply convince her to ignore the red flags and embrace the discomfort. That was all a part of being his slut, right? Josh was the king; she was his pawn. If he demanded Pokimane to lick his cum off the floor, degrading her further than she’d ever been degraded before, a simple slap to her delicate cheek would quiet her once confident voice. If he hurt Valkyrae enough without leaving space for pleasure, she’d simply roll her eyes and smile at his rough edges..
.. right?
That’s what they had done in the past. The girls he had so quickly taken to bed, the streamers he had so easily bent over and ravaged–they loved it, they loved him, emphatically and without condition. That’s how Josh perceived it, anyway.
Aimless intentions and general boredom often romanticize whatever is new. The honeymoon period–like when a head coach is fired after an abysmal season and replaced with another. New ideas, new mentality, and new hope for improvement. The locker room buzzes with anticipation just like the girls buzzed with misguided lust. One man, one stud, to control all of their lives and provide untold pleasure, nothing could possibly go wrong.
That was their logic, flaws and all.
Reality was different, of course. Under the surface, turmoil had been brewing for a long time, and a gust of wind was all it would take to send his castle tumbling to the ground.
Two weeks of pounding Emiru’s pussy in every cosplay she owned, two weeks of bullying Mizkif, two weeks of lies, two weeks of deception, two weeks of unfiltered, deranged, and completely sinful sex–that was more than the gust of wind that was needed.
By the end, not an inch of Emiru’s body was a stranger to Josh’s cum.
Even at the current moment, she lay on the floor of her room–naked, messy hair, and breathing heavily, with a fresh load of cum covering her boobs.
“Hah.. I used to hate the texture soo much,” she mumbled aloud, still giggly and sweaty from being fucked to five other-worldly orgasms, hands massaging the sticky load into her large tits. “Of cum, I mean. Hated how it was so sticky, and like.. rubbery at the same time, you know? I didn’t want it anywhere near me. Fucking yelled at Miz anytime his got on me, the few times I even let him, but you totally changed that. I love playing with it now, I’m obsessed with it, totally. I want your cum everywhere! Maybe not my hair.. but everywhere else is fair game. I’m actually kind of pissed that you didn’t cum on my face this time–that always makes me feel so slutty, hah.. being drenched in your cum.”
No response from Josh followed.
But Emiru’s mood was undeterred–kicking her little legs in the air, still high from her recent climaxes, cheeks flushed and giddy. Recovering from the exhausting sex, she continued to play with her lover’s copious load. “At least you cum a lot, like.. sooo much. I’ve never seen anyone cum this much, but.. hah, I guess I’ve never seen anyone with balls as big as yours either, so it makes sense. Your big loads.. give me so much to play with and still have enough to.. well, you know, heh. Mizzy’s going to love his dinner tonight. Can’t believe he hasn’t noticed yet–fuckin’ gulping down dozens of your loads like the faggot he is and.. fuck! It’s so hot how stupid he can be, haha.”
And again, her absent-minded trickle of dialogue was met with more silence. Not completely unusual–her silly rants were often ignored, here and there. Not everything a girl says is important enough to reply to, as Josh had said before.
Emiru continued, secretly hoping he’d speak up and add to her perverted thoughts. They had been great about bouncing mean ideas off of each other in the past few weeks, and she was eager to brainstorm a new plan to humiliate her boyfriend that day. She was still laughing about how they got his character killed in World of Warcraft–a well-timed distraction from Emiru and an unplugged router. Just like that, over one-hundred and twenty hours of in-game grinding was wasted just before he was about to hit max level. They quickly snuck off and fucked late into the night, giving Miz no one to vent to. That’s the kind of mischief she was hoping to brainstorm, if only Josh would respond.
Still laying with her back to the floor, she added, “So.. are you going to explain yourself? Huh, asshole? Why didn’t you cum on my face? You love doing that. Am I not pretty enough anymore? Not slutty enough? I begged for it.. just like you asked..”
After a few more seconds of silence, Emiru finally got the feeling that something was off.
She sat up and looked over to Josh, appreciating his strong build, biting her lip at his masculinity. Completely nude, every muscle of his body was hers to feast on. It always surprised her, how rough he could be during sex. She felt like a tiny ragdoll that he’d throw around and shift to contort into the perfectly fuckable position. He plowed her into the mattress, against the countertops, into the leather seats of her car–always with so much force, so much vigor. It’s like he hated her, but now, looking, or more accurately, salivating at his incredible stature, his defined body, his massive hanging cock, she felt silly for ever questioning his strength. It was obvious why she felt like a ragdoll with him.
After a full minute, her gaze shifted upwards, finally noticing the worry on his face–he was staring at his phone.
“Is.. is everything okay?” Emiru asked, her voice damp with hesitation.
Josh finally heard her or finally found it reasonable to respond. “Ye–yeah,” he said, voice cracking–a first for him. “Everything is fine.”
Emiru bit her lip, hopeful that her meticulous ruse was not the cause of his unusual behavior.
“Okay, uhh,” she replied, antsy and eager to distract. “Do you want to play some more Dark Souls while I blow you under the desk? I haven’t had some good one-on-one time with your balls since yesterday. Gotta thank them properly for giving me so much yummy cum to play with–and for keeping Miz fed, heh. Always making his food extra nutritious!”
With no immediate answer, Emiru continued, “Or if you’re hungry.. we can go pick up some breakfast and I can deepthroat you in the car? If I get you to swerve, I win! C’mon, that’ll be fun!”
Josh shook his head, declining her offers and scrolling through all of his missed texts. “What the fuck? I don’t.. I don’t get it,” he said, mostly to himself. “I didn’t get any of these. I didn’t hear a single fucking notification.”
A heavy pit grew inside of Emiru’s anxious stomach–she knew she had to do something. Eyes widening, an idea came to mind. She quickly wiped herself clean with a nearby towel and stood up, running over to her closet, chest bouncing wildly. She had been saving her Luna Snow cosplay for him, knowing that he liked her in-game character. He never missed any opportunity to degrade her each time they played Marvel Rivals together, belittling her skills and forcing her to pocket heal him. If they lost a game, she knew it’d only take seconds before he was pounding his cock deep down her throat, blaming her for the loss regardless of her actual performance.
And the cosplay had just come in the day before. It was going to be a surprise the next time they queued up together–intending to purposely throw a game and run to hide in her closet, only to emerge, dressed and ready to be punished for the stupid healer that she was.
But that plan would have to be scrapped. Emiru snatched the outfit from its hanger and ran back out, hopeful that she could hijack his attention, just as she had been doing every day for the past two weeks.
“Is this thing on silent? Why.. why the fuck is ‘do not disturb’ on?” Josh asked aloud, searching the setting and confirming his suspicions. “No fucking wonder I didn’t get any of their texts! God, they’re pissed–they’re all pissed at me.”
Emiru had to salvage the mess. “Look! Look what just came in,” she announced, still naked but holding the cosplay proudly. “Would you rather look at your phone all day or would you rather.. I don’t know, skullfuck me until I’m unconscious again? Then use me as a floor mat until I wake up like you did the other day? C’mon! It’ll be–”
“Didn’t I ask you to read out one of these messages?” Josh asked bluntly, completely ignoring the outfit in her hand, her question, and her distractions. “The other day. My phone buzzed and I asked you to read out the text.”
Emiru’s heart dropped as she lowered the cosplay she was holding. It was true. Approximately ten days prior, Josh was laying in Mizkif’s bed, outstretched, with his hands behind his head, a smug grin on his face. Emiru was on the bed as well, naked and choking around his cock as she did her best to deepthroat his difficult size. Her boyfriend was unconscious on the floor–a result of yet another unfortunate misunderstanding and subsequent beating.
Several notifications rang from his phone about thirty minutes into the blowjob, prompting Josh to ask her to check the texts, mostly out of annoyance. Emiru was already aware of his relationships in Los Angeles anyway, so the request was nothing out of the ordinary.
The texts were like gut punches though:
[Valkyrae]
TEN DAYS AGO
hey josh
i know we haven’t talked much lately but the roomies said you were awol
just wanted to make sure everything was okay?
we all miss you and there’s a lot of shit happening
just want to hear from you :)
hello?
any idea when you’re planning to get back??
???
It was Emiru’s personal worst case scenario. From their conversations, Josh had made it clear that Lily, Kyedae, and Poki were still infatuated with him, but Rae was a different story. It was easy to get Josh to ignore the other girls. They were constantly sending nudes and loving messages, attention that seemed like it would never end, but Rae was a different story. Josh talked about her being upset, which spurred on dreams–or even nightmares–about her dating another guy. It was like he put her on a pedestal, giving her attention more value.
And here she was begging for him to come back.
Looking over at her bruised boyfriend and back towards the big cock in front of her, Emiru could hear the possessive demon on her shoulder whispering. She didn’t want anything to change; they had a great thing going on there in Austin. She wanted Josh to fuck her brains out, violate the deepest parts of her throat without remorse, and hurt her boyfriend over and over and over and over.
This text from Valkyrae threatened to ruin all of that.
And so, Emiru fed Josh a tiny little lie.
“Oh, it’s nothing,” she replied, looking up and licking his cock to keep him pleasured and his eyes closed. “Poki is just asking how you’re doing. I’ll send a selfie back with your cock in my mouth, heh.”
But Emiru didn’t send anything. She simply cleared all of his notifications and navigated over to the settings, where she hesitated only for a moment before silencing all alerts. She then resumed her blowjob with twice as much enthusiasm as before–no one could please her man the way she could. That’s what she would guarantee.
Over the coming week, Emiru did her utmost to keep Josh distracted. Whether it was with a slutty new cosplay, an amazing dinner she cooked for him, a request to go beat up her boyfriend, a surprise blowjob, or simply by just taking off her clothes and teasing him to fuck her senseless–it all worked like a charm, day in and day out. His phone was the last thing on his mind, especially with no new notifications chiming.
So Emiru knew–she knew that a reckoning was bound to come sooner or later.
“I haven’t heard anything since that day, really,” Josh said, continuing his interrogation, slow cogs in his head beginning to turn. That day, the text she read, ‘do not disturb’ mode being on, her ansty behavior whenever he looked at his phone–it couldn’t have been a coincidence. Looking up at her once more, he shot her an accusatory glance. “You did this?”
Emiru bit her lip. “I.. I did what?” she asked, her shaky voice betraying her.
“Don’t.”
Emiru shrugged her shoulders. “What? I don’t know what you mean–”
Josh held his firm stare. “Emiru, don’t. Don’t do that right now. Just tell me the truth.”
She knew she was caught. She’d hoped to have had at least a few more weeks with him, but it wasn’t to be. Dropping her wide-eyed look of innocence, she lowered her shoulders and sighed deeply. “Okay.. okay, yes.”
“Yes what?”
“I put your phone on silent.”
Josh had a hunch, but seeing her look so guilty struck at his heart as well–she had tricked him. This conniving angel had tricked him and held that guilt for several days–the weight coming off of her shoulders was evident. “Why? Why would you do that?”
“.. why do you think?” she replied, spite in her voice as she became defensive.
The answer was obvious–she was jealous, only wanting him for herself. “I thought.. I thought you said you were cool with this? Me being with other girls..”
Groaning aloud, Emiru replied, “I am! I am fine with that, really. I would’ve shared you with anyone–here in Austin. Here, where you’re close to me. Maya, ExtraEmily, Cinna, anyone–but.. but that doesn’t mean I wanted you to leave. If you saw the way Rae and the rest of them were begging you to come back, you would’ve booked the first flight to LA.”
Josh shook his head in confusion. “And so, what? You’d rather ruin everything else I had going on? They’re all fucking pissed at me–no one is responding.”
Emiru felt bad, but she couldn’t hide her emotions. “Let them be pissed! I don’t care about them! We don’t care about them, right? They’ve already spent way too much time with you, hogging all your attention–the fucking sluts. I’m just taking my turn–it’s only fair!”
Josh shook his head. He couldn’t believe how far her jealousy went. “But.. Rae! Rae finally texted me–I told you how long I was waiting for that. Kyedae’s going to fucking Spain apparently. Poki’s pissed because she’s getting cancelled. Lily just wanted me to call her and talk. That’s it.”
“Uhhh, you’re stupid if you think that’s all she wanted,” Emiru spat back, crossing her arms over her naked breasts. “She was going to beg you to come back and she wasn’t going to take no for an answer. You told me what she did–fucking stabbed Michael just to keep your whole sex cult a little secret. She would’ve done a lot worse to get you back–they all would’ve!”
Scoffing in disbelief, Josh replied, “I can’t believe you. You were supposed to be fucking cool about all of this–you said you were! And now, I find out that you’ve been, what? Shutting off my notifications? Hiding my phone from me? Deleting messages, maybe?”
Emiru denied none of it, remaining silent and staring at the floor.
Josh looked at his phone and tried to call Pokimane–immediately being sent to voicemail. After a few moments of silence, he muttered, “I can’t believe you.”
The tension in the room was completely unique. The past two weeks had been spent almost as newlyweds. They fucked like rabbits, yes, but more than that, they had truly bonded. They played games together, Josh went on her stream and made her laugh in front of thousands of people, they talked about life late into the night. This was the first real fight between the two, and Emiru was afraid. It reminded her of her fights with Mizkif, and she despised that fact. She also despised how much she was fighting back when she was clearly in the wrong. This wasn’t Mizkif she was fighting with. This was Josh.
Finally acknowledging his reasonable anger, Emiru whispered out an apology. “I’m.. I’m sorry..”
“Oh, you’re sorry?”
“Yes, I’m sorry!” Emiru repeated, ready to confess her true emotions. She hated talking about her feelings, but now felt like as good of a time as any. “I didn’t want to lose you, okay? I think that I.. I lov–”
“No, you don’t give a fuck about losing me,” Josh blurted out, interrupting what would have been her first confession of love. “You just wanted someone to distract you from your miserable relationship–anyone could have done that.”
Emiru’s mouth dropped, the response striking her deeply, eyes narrowing. “You don’t mean that..”
“Of course I do. Any fuckhead could’ve waltzed in here and gave you what you wanted–a fucking distraction.”
With anger and tension swirling in the air, Josh grunted and moved to dress himself. He began packing as well, stuffing his few belongings into the duffel bag he brought.
Emiru shook her head, tears welling in her eyes–she fucking hated this. She hated being attached, hated emotions, hated arguing, hated that she cared.
Most of all, she hated that she was scared.. scared about losing the man packing his bags, readying himself to leave, right in front of her.
Unable to change, Emiru’s PTSD with confrontations forced her back to her usual method of response during arguments: anger.
“Okay, so fucking what?” she barked out. “So what if I’m just using you as a distraction? Yeah, I fucking hate Miz and I’m using you as an escape, whoop-de-fucking-doo! It’s not like you’re so innocent either–you’re using me too!”
Zipping his duffel bag closed, Josh scoffed and shook his head, angry with himself for being so focused on one person–one girl. It defeated the whole goal he’d set out for himself. “Oh, yeah? And how do you figure that?”
“My money!” Emiru blurted out. “You’re just here to fuck me and take my money. And I don’t care, I agreed to it, but you’re just using me all the same.”
Josh shook his head yet again. She had a point, but none of it seemed important–not anymore. It was as if he’d matured ten years in the last ten minutes. The idea of losing Rae, Poki, Lily, and Kyedae.. it sobered him from his drunken stupor of lust and greed.
“I don’t give a fuck about your money,” Josh finally replied, dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, ready to leave. “You can keep it. You’re clearly selfish enough to ruin all of my relationships just to keep me in Austin for a few weeks, all to yourself–I never expected a cent of that money anyway. That’s what you are, Emiru–fucking selfish.”
Frustration boiling over, Emi snapped. She marched over to her pile of Kirbys, grabbed one, and threw it at Josh, repeating this three times over. They all bounced off of his torso as she replied, “I’m selfish? I’m fucking selfish? You’re one to talk! You bounce around, collecting sluts, stealing them from their boyfriends.. you want to have every fucking streamer on a leash, all to yourself! Selfish? You’re the most selfish person I’ve ever met!”
Bitter at her reasoning, Josh offered no reply. Within seconds, it was clear that the conversation–and their relationship–was over.
Turning around to leave, Josh only paused briefly to nod at the hamster in the corner of the room, reaching in to pet his head for a second, silently apologizing for having witnessed such an argument. He continued on and left the room, with no one following after him.
Emiru stood still, cheeks flushed, breathing heavily from the tension, for what seemed like minutes, tears cascading down her cheek and off her chin, only to rupture upon impact with the floor. She was more devastated than she cared to admit–a result of her stupid pride.
All at once, the consequences hit her.
Josh was leaving. Not to another room of the house, not on a drive to blow off some steam, not back to some apartment on the other side of town–he was leaving Texas. He was leaving and going back to his girls in California.
Feeling like it was now or never, Emiru sprang into action, running out of her room to chase after him–the man she loved. And hated. Hated to love? She wasn’t sure, but she didn’t care–she just wanted him back, even if it was to argue some more. It wasn’t until the cool air of the hallway hit her naked body that she realized her state of undress. Cursing herself, Emiru ran back to her room, threw on a pair of panties and a large sweatshirt, and resumed her chase once more. She almost tripped going down the stairs, jumping off the third lowest step and landing firmly.
She scanned the living room and saw nothing. Anxiety spiking, she focused on the front door instead and swung it open–the reveal forcing her to face the truth.
Josh was gone. She had lost him.
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Grinding his teeth and squeezing the armrest of his economy chair far too tightly, Josh stewed in his own frustrations, making it easy to ignore the annoying flight attendant or the baby crying a few rows behind his seat.
How could he possibly have been so blind? So hyper focused on one girl?
He had goals, he had a vision–make a harem. That’s what he wanted, that’s what he set his objective as all along. He wanted ten, no–twenty streamer girls to be there, serving him and granting every perverted wish he could possibly conjure up. He wanted three women sucking his dick when he woke up, another two cooking him breakfast in nothing but skimpy aprons, one to help him shower and scrub his body, one to dress the rest of them like sluts, several in maid outfits to clean up after the sexual chaos, and the rest in cages until he was ready to use them. He wanted control–control over all of them. That’s what he was after.
And yet, here he was now, alone, with no incoming texts, no responses to his apologies, and a heart that ached in his chest. Why?
He didn’t understand it. He didn’t love these women. They were fodder used to appease his incredibly large sexual appetite. That’s all they were–nothing more, nothing less.
But the gnawing pain in his heart, the tightening in his chest–he felt like he was drowning. Josh was thirty thousand feet above sea level and he still felt like he was drowning! How could he possibly feel this way if he didn’t care about Poki? About Lily? Kyedae and Valkyrae? Fucking Valkyrae–she was already giving him nightmares, and after today’s events, Josh was in no rush to go to sleep that night and see what his dreams had in store for him.
Did he love them? No, no, of course not. That would be fucking silly. They had all confessed their love for him, but it wasn’t reciprocated. Josh made sure that they knew that, and they were fine with it. At least, they said they were fine with it. Truthfully though, who would be? Who would ever be fine with loving someone who didn’t love them back?
Josh sighed as the frenzy of thoughts pinballed around his confused hellscape of a mind.
Despite all of his success, despite all of the girls he managed to fuck and degrade and dominate, he somehow managed to find a way to fail, fumbling every single streamer that was once firmly in his vice-like grip.
Josh wanted to blame it all on Emiru, but he knew that was too short-sighted. He alone allowed himself to be tunnel-visioned. She encouraged it through her deceit, but it was him who permitted it, sanctioned his own demise–now everything was fucked.
Maybe it was always going to be fucked.
Maybe, regardless of the choices he made, this was the only outcome that he was meant to experience–like fate, or worse yet, like a poorly made game that gave him the illusion of choice, prompting him to pick between dialogue options that were never going to make a difference.
That’s what it felt like–destined failure. The more he tried, the more he actively sought control, the further away it was.
Perhaps demanding control wasn’t the best way to attain it. Maybe it was only a consequence, after the fact, after committing, after appreciating, after.. loving. The relationships with the girls–that’s where his focus should be. If he had cared about more than just sex, if he had cared about how Poki’s day went or what rank Kyedae was in Valorant or what artistic venture Lily was working on, he wouldn’t have been able to go two weeks without checking in on them. He wouldn’t have been so distracted by Emiru’s incredibly tight, wet, warm puss–
“Excuse me, sir? Sir?” said a polite voice, derailing his thoughts, shifting his attention to the left. “You were in la la land for a second there! Would you like something to drink?” the pretty flight attendant asked, smiling genuinely.
Forcing a half-grin, Josh nodded, “Just water, please–thank you.”
The heavy wheels of her beverage cart squeaked past him as he gulped down the ice cold drink, satiating his apparent thirst, calming his buzzing thoughts.
After a few moments of quiet, Josh managed to work out his next move. The girls were mad at him–no doubt there. They were mad about the no contact, mad about being forgotten, mad about how he seemingly didn’t care–which clearly wasn’t true. He did care–the pain he was feeling proved that, and now he’d have to prove it to them.
Convincing the scorned streamers wouldn’t be easy, but all he could do was try.
Just then, as if on cue, Josh’s phone vibrated, startling him. He fumbled it out of his pocket and there it was. His first text from any of the girls that were ignoring him.
It was Kyedae.
[Kyedae]
TWELVE DAYS AGO
are you really just going to ignore us forever??
this is so stupid josh just say hi or what’s up
idiot
do you know how embarrassing it is to send nudes and not get a response
stupid moron
ELEVEN DAYS AGO
im so sick of this
TEN DAYS AGO
tyson asked me to go to madrid with him next week
you know, madrid in fuckin spain
for a valo tourney
if you say no i wont go but you have to say no
or say anything ugh
does emiru have you that pussy whipped that you can’t even text other girls
EIGHT DAYS AGO
i just told him im going
we’re leaving next friday
fucking asshole
[Josh]
FIVE HOURS AGO
hey im so fucking sorry
been an insane few weeks
so much happened
im on my way back, hope you’re not too mad
THREE HOURS AGO
yo just checking in, making sure we’re good
when did you say you were leaving?
[Kyedae]
ONE MINUTE AGO
fuck off
its too late
literally at the airport going through security
just stay in austin idiot idc anymore
Josh’s eyes widened immediately. He hadn’t realized it before–the timing of her departure. It might just end up being perfect. The flight he was currently on was destined for the Los Angeles International Airport, LAX, which is the same airport Kyedae would be using to head out to Madrid–today, Friday.
[Josh]
what time is your flight leaving?
[Kyedae]
wouldn’t you like to know weather boy
[Josh]
shut up and tell me
also what gate are you at
[Kyedae]
why does it matter?
you’re still in austin arent you
[Josh]
my plane is landing at LAX in one hour
[Kyedae]
…
i’ll be gone by then
like i said you’re too late
catch another flight right back to texas
one way ticket loser
im sure emiru misses you already
“Fuck,” Josh mumbled to himself, accidentally startling the passenger to his right. This attempt would need to be trashed. Kyedae would be gone before he could even try to salvage their relationship. She’d probably be in Madrid for weeks, and there’s no telling what would change during that time–it was hopeless.
Needless to say, his redemption was off to a shaky start–one strike already in the books. Discouraging thoughts began to creep in–what if this is how it went with Poki? With Lily as well? Rae was a long shot from the beginning. At least Kyedae responded to his texts–he’d received nothing from the rest.
“Wait,” Josh whispered to himself, a prominent thought emerging in his head. He quickly scrolled back up through Kyedae’s texts and read them once more.
She was still at security, which was sure to take at least half an hour, depending on the lines–on a Friday no less. Knowing her, she would’ve planned for that, planned to get there early, at least two hours before her flight actually left.
There’s no way she would be gone by the time Josh landed. Kyedae was just playing hard to get.
She was testing him, inadvertently perhaps, but testing nonetheless–a plea to show effort. She wanted to see Josh try and win her back after spending so many days without trying at all, and even if he was being delusional, she’d reject him and he’d be right back to where he was now: bitchless. There was nothing to lose.
Effort. That was the name of the game now. Without knowing her gate number, departure time, or even the terminal that she was at, Josh would indeed have to put in a lot of effort–sprinkled with some luck–to find her in time.
But low odds never stopped him before. An hour later, his plane was on the ground and he was the first person standing, whispering apologies as he passed by as many people as he could–made easy by only having his small duffel bag in tow but hard because of his size. Once off the plane, he scanned the clutter of people and signs–arrows pointing this way and that, confusing more than they helped.
Josh eventually found a large digital display showing all of the flight departures. Scanning through it quickly, the flights to Madrid were easy enough to find, and there were two that fit the bill, both leaving within the next hour or two but in different terminals.
He rolled the dice, picked one that felt right and ran with it. Ten minutes of walking later, he reached it–terminal seven, gate fourteen.
It took a minute of scanning, but as sure as a sunrise, there she was.
Kyedae.
But it wasn’t just Kyedae. Her fiance, Tyson, was there, sitting next to her. Close by in a different row of seats was Daphne, a streamer signed with Sentinels who used the alias 39daph, and Kyedae’s little ******, Sakura–seemingly a part of an entire entourage of Sentinels affiliates and players heading over to Spain on the same plane.
Frozen in place, Josh felt an unusual hesitation wash over him, awkwardness looming in the surrounding air, strangers brushing by. He didn’t feel like he belonged, especially since Kyedae, the one person he truly knew amongst all the strangers, specifically told him off, lying about her departure time just to avoid him. He had caught her in that lie, but now it felt weird–too obvious she didn’t want him there.
Josh debated simply turning around and abandoning this fool’s errand. Still being unseen, hightailing it out there was a valid option–one that gained value with each passing second.
He focused his gaze on Kyedae, who suddenly broke out into a laughing fit with her fiance, and the ensuing jealousy hit him like a truck, striking at his core and at his confidence. She looked happy with him, Tyson–no doubt entering another honeymoon phase of their relationship, provoked by her cheating and subsequent regret.
If Kyedae got on that plane and flew off with Tyson on some lovey-dovey, fairy tale vacation, she’d never even look in Josh’s direction again. She’d wander the streets of Madrid with her longtime love and commit to him completely.
It was now or never.
Exhaling deeply, Josh walked towards the group with nothing to lose and everything to gain. He approached Kyedae, specifically, and stood in front of her. His presence gained her attention before he could even open his mouth.
She looked surprised at first, and then her face soured.
“Hey,” Josh called out, eyes meeting her gaze as Tyson turned towards him as well.
“Uhm, hi. What are you doing here?” she asked, shaking her head ever so slightly. It was clear that she was disappointed, maybe even angry, that he showed up.
“Well, I just got back,” Josh replied, knowing he had to be careful with the current audience, “from Texas. Plane landed, and Poki told me that I might run into you guys, that you were at the airport too.”
Unexpectedly, Tyson chimed in, despite clearly not being the target of the dialogue. “Oh, yeah! Kyedae said you were visiting.. OTK? In Austin? I was wondering where you went. Showed up for a few days at the house and then disappeared, hah.”
Josh didn’t care to speak with him but forced a smile and nodded regardless. “Yeah, yeah, but I’m back now. I was hoping you,” he began to say, shifting his eyes back to Kyedae to emphasize who he was speaking to, “had some time to talk? Just for a minute?”
She looked at him with a cold stare. “Talk about what?” she asked, clearly challenging him. He had no reason to seek her out and have a private conversation as far as Tyson was aware.
Josh hesitated, smiling nervously as he looked to Tyson and back to Kyedae. “I’d really rather not get into the details out here in the open,” he finally said. “It’s sort of personal.”
Kyedae kept her unamused expression firm, nodding as if she didn’t believe him, eyebrows cocked. “Is that so? Well, I can’t think of a single thing that we have to talk about,” she said, shrugging her shoulders dismissively, bratty attitude on full display. “Not now and not ever. Sorry that you wasted your time finding us.”
The tension among them clearly spiked with her animosity. Josh was thankful that everyone around them seemed to be in their own worlds–focusing on their phones, reading their books, or listening to something on their headphones. Tyson noticed the shift though. He could tell Kyedae didn’t want Josh there, and that there was some weird history or story he was missing. Deep down, his pride swelled a little. His fiancee was flatly rebuking the questionable advances of an attractive dude, choosing to stay by his side instead.
“Listen,” Josh said, unwilling to just turn and abandon the situation. “All I’m asking for is a few minutes–one minute, even. I’ll say my piece and then go, if you want me to.”
But Kyedae was determined. She had made up her mind almost a week ago: no more cheating, no more lying, and no more Josh. Nothing he could say now was going to change that.
.. though, she would be lying to herself if she didn’t acknowledge a small part of her that was happy to see him begging–just as she had begged through text. Kyedae was never one to double text, but with Josh, she had triple and quadruple texted, more even, just to get a response.
“Josh, we’re literally at the airport about to board our plane. Your timing couldn’t be worse, okay? And anyways, I don’t care about any of that anymore. I’m already over–uh.. everything,” she said, catching herself before getting too detailed. Her boyfriend clearly didn’t know what was being discussed, and she wanted to keep it that way.
Before Josh could respond, the airline agent manning their gate turned on the intercom to make an announcement, averting their attention and quickly defusing the suspense.
“Attention, attention! To all passengers boarding flight 544, out of gate fourteen, heading to Madrid: there is a small delay with the air conditioning on the plane. You’ll see out of the window behind me that your plane has landed and will be deboarding its current passengers soon. You may want to stand back as they will be a little.. sweaty. The AC will then be fixed and we’ll board shortly after. Please expect a delay of one to two hours, max. Again, small delay of one to two hours for flight 544, gate fourteen, heading to Madrid. Thank you for your cooperation.”
As the grumbling of the surrounding crowd grew, Josh couldn’t help but smile, fully aware that he was the only person within earshot with a reason to be happy. He looked at Kyedae and said, “Hey, I’m not a big believer in fate, but I think the universe is telling you to, at the very least, hear me out.”
Tyson and Kyedae were both visually frustrated, tossing their hands up, leaning back, mumbling their own displeasure. Their eleven hour flight was already going to be exhausting–this delay wasn’t going to help.
“Planes get delayed all the time,” Kyedae quickly retorted, rolling her eyes as the twist of events leaned in Josh’s favor. “This doesn’t mean anything, and it definitely doesn’t mean I’m going to suddenly change my mind about talking to you.”
Josh knew there would be pushback, especially from Kyedae. She was easily one of the most stubborn streamers he managed to bed, but he didn’t expect this much resistance to the very idea of a conversation. She was putting up a fierce facade.. because of Tyson–that was it. Surely, the presence of her highschool sweetheart was encouraging her defiance, emboldening her stubborn attitude.
A quick fix was needed, and Josh would have to rely on his strengths to resolve this.
“Just remember, I didn’t want to go this far. All I wanted was to talk,” Josh said, provoking confusion on Kyedae’s face. Without another word, Josh leaned forward and grabbed her left forearm, tucking his head low, near her abdomen. Pulling forward, he tilted her body towards his and placed an arm below her thighs. With one slight heave, he easily lifted Kyedae out of her seat and over his shoulders.
“Hey! What the–” she mumbled, not trying to cause a scene but also wanting to voice her displeasure as she flailed about. A few eyes turned their way as the spectacle unfolded, but luckily, most of the crowd was already dispersing at the news of their delayed departure time, off to pick up some food or use the restroom.
“Relax–we’re just going to go on a little walk,” Josh said, loud enough for Kyedae and Tyson to hear. “Just me and her,” he added, more directed at the fiance this time.
But still, Tyson stood immediately, ready to protest, muted anger building as his girl was manhandled. “Dude, p-put her down! You heard her; she said she didn’t want to talk–”
Far past the point of patience, Josh shoved him back into his seat–silencing his protest. He then pointed a finger at him and said, “Sit your ass down and don’t fuckin’ move. I’ll bring her right back, okay? We’re just going to have a quick chat.”
Not waiting for a response, Josh turned and walked away–a hand firming gripping Kyedae’s ass to keep her steady. The sudden physical escalation subdued Tyson and quieted any objection–he did nothing as a relative stranger, much stronger and taller than himself, carried his fiancee away.
Luckily, his worries were somewhat quelled as Josh stopped about thirty feet away, out of earshot, near the neighboring gate, and set Kyedae down, confirming that perhaps they were just going to talk.
“What the fuck–you can’t just do that!” Kyedae sounded off as she found her footing and vented her frustration. “Who the hell do you think you are?”
“Chill the fuck out,” Josh replied, putting both hands on her shoulders. He didn’t want to argue. He just wanted to separate her from her fiance and apologize, but he needed to calm her down first. “You were being a bitch. You remember how I used to treat you, right–when you were bitchy before?”
Kyedae immediately opened her mouth to retaliate, but no words came out. Now that Tyson wasn’t around, Josh could tap into their history, with specifics, and trigger the connection they used to have. She was being a bitch–on purpose–and Josh was simply putting her in her place again.
Her mouth closed slowly as she recalled their previous escapades. “Okay, I will admit..” Kyedae began to say, “picking me up and taking me from Tyson was.. kind of hot, but..”
Her voice trailed off as she looked past Josh and noticed how her fiance sat idly in his seat, exactly as he was told to do. “He didn’t even come after me,” she whispered, plainly disappointed that she was left to fend for herself.
Josh looked back, followed her eyeline, and nodded in agreement. “Well, he’s a pussy, Kyedae–you know that.”
Crossing her arms, Kyedae’s defenses stirred themselves awake. “Yeah, well.. he might be a pussy, but at least he sticks around. At least I know he won’t fucking ditch me for two weeks without so much as a text! I mean, seriously? You think that’s just okay?”
She was still hurting–that much was obvious. Nodding as if he had no disagreement, Josh began his apology. “I know, I know, trust me–I’ve been kicking myself for messing everything up. I have no idea how I let that happen, and I’m sorry. It was like I woke up from a coma and time skipped forward two weeks.”
“Mhm, really?” she replied, clearly unconvinced. “So all those streams with Emiru–where you were laughing and playing games and flirting–that’s the coma you’re talking about? Must’ve been so miserable, you poor baby!”
Josh didn’t have much of a rebuttal. “I.. didn’t say it was a bad coma, exactly. I had fun–I did, but–”
“Oh, yeah? You had fun?” Kyedae interrupted, clearly pissed off. “You had so much fun, huh? Well, I’m glad–I’m glad that you had the most amount of fun with that emo cunt, and I’m sooo glad you decided to come here, fuck up my vacation, and tell me about all the fun you had. Were you going to get into specifics? Please, please–get into the specifics of how much fun you had. I want all the details!”
Sensing her obvious sarcasm and not wanting to provoke a possible murder, Josh opted against describing his adventures with Emiru. “I get it, Kyedae. You’re pissed off, I would be too, but that’s why I’m here. I wanted to apologize and show you that I really do care–about you, about us.. if there’s still an us. And I don’t care if I have to bulldoze that fucking loser over there to get to you.”
Anger was still obvious on Kyedae’s face, but it softened a little–almost as if she found the sentiment endearing, but that vacant area of expression was rapidly consumed.
“No. I’m sorry, but no,” she decided, shaking her head as clarity struck. “You’re just saying what you think I want to hear–just to get in my pants again! And then you’ll go off for another two weeks with some other streamer. No, you’re a prick, and.. and this conversation is over.”
Giving him no time to respond, Kyedae brushed past his large frame and walked back to her apprehensive fiance. Tyson’s relief was immediate as he saw the love of his life approaching him, a confident smile on her face, cheeks slightly flushed.
“Hey, is everything.. is everything okay?” Tyson asked as Kyedae found her seat next to him once more, her eyes darting back, ensuring the large oaf wasn’t following behind her.
Nodding sweetly, she answered, “Yes, babe. I took care of it.. told him to get lost! Hehe, he won’t be bothering us anymore.”
“Thank god,” he replied, genuine relief on his face as he was finally able to exhale the anxiety he was holding in. “You know, I was only a second away from marching over there and giving him a piece of my mind, but–uh.. you know..”
Kyedae tilted her head down at him teasingly, unable to resist making fun of his timid behavior. “Uh huh, is that why you look as white as a ghost? Heh, it’s okay, babe! I know he can be a little intimidating.. I mean, he is a lot bigger than you, so it makes sense if you’re scared. But.. if I’m honest, I didn’t expect you to just sit there after he yelled at you.. the face of Valorant, the famous TenZ! Following orders like a good little puppy, haha.”
Tyson was a little surprised at the jab, considering the past week of their relationship had been chock-full of sweet talk, compliments, and romantic gestures. Now Josh showed up for a few minutes and his own fiancee was belittling him. “Um, no! That’s–uh.. that’s not what happened..”
“Looked like it to me,” Kyedae replied, staring back at her fiance with a glossed over, blank expression, a slight glimmer of intrigue in her eye, as if she was enjoying the mockery beyond just playful teasing. “He kinda made you look like a pussy. He made you his bitch, babe–I won’t lie. Dragged me away and forced you to wait until he was done with me.”
Confusion grew on Tyson’s face. He didn’t like the way his fiancee was speaking–not one bit. “Uh.. I don’t.. I didn’t see it that way. He just.. he wanted to talk with you.. and–”
“And you heard me say no,” Kyedae continued, not conceding her humiliating point. “I told him no, but he still dragged me away and forced me to talk. You let that happen, against my will.”
“I mean.. I guess–I don’t.. uh,” Tyson mumbled.
“What if he had done other things.. against my will?”
He shook his head. “I-I don’t..”
“What if we weren’t in a crowded airport?” Kyedae asked, reveling in her fiance’s discomfort. “What if–I don’t know.. what if we were in a dark alley? Would you be able to stop him?”
Tyson felt like he was being interrogated. “Babe! C-c’mon.. you know that I wouldn’t let anything happen to you,” he finally managed to get out, unconvincingly.
Rolling her eyes with a loving smile, Kyedae shook her head. “How? You’re not strong enough to stop him. Two of you wouldn’t even be enough to stop him–no offense. Did you even see him? He’s so big.. no, babe. If we were in a dark alley at night and he–let’s say, just for the example.. he wanted to **** me. If he wanted to **** me, would you even be able to stop him? Or would you just ask him nicely to stop?”
Tyson had no reply. He just looked at his fiancee, stunned.
“Would you freeze up like you did just a minute ago?”
More silence. His mouth was open, but words weren’t coming out. He knew she was joking–she had to be joking, bantering, something! But the nature of her questioning was truly humiliating.
After a few seconds, Kyedae finally broke the tension and laughed. “Haha, babe! I’m just kidding! I’m kidding, relax.”
The fiance exhaled and forced a smile despite the embarrassment.
“I know you wouldn’t just sit there,” Kyedae reassured him, with one last joke up her sleeve. “You’d probably run off to get some help, right? While he had his way with me?”
Tyson’s half-grin faded and he looked at Kyedae unamused. Is that really what she thought of him?
“Haha, I got you againnnn,” she teased. “Lighten up! I’m not being serious, but.. at the end of the day, it is a serious topic. I do want you to be able to defend me, Ty. Maybe we can start going to the gym together?”
Reaching to rub the back on his neck, Tyson replied, “Uh.. I’m not really a gym kind of guy, but.. if you want me to..”
“Yes, babe,” Kyedae replied. “I want you to. I want you to be able to defend me and pick me up easily–like Josh did. It was fucked up of him to do that, but.. it honestly turned me on a little, hah. Which is why I want you to be able to do that!”
More nervous chuckling from Tyson followed. “Right, uh.. I guess. Josh does have a bit of an advantage, being so tall and stuff.. sometimes it’s just good genes, ya know?”
They both instinctually looked over to where Josh had previously been, as if to get a visual of his stature once more, and he was gone, of course.
But.. Kyedae’s eyes scanned ever so slightly to the right and lo and behold, there he was. Unmistakably, with him being the largest man within sight, it was impossible to miss him. He wasn’t standing around or waiting to talk to Kyedae again, though.
He was in a discreet corner of the gate, seated next to Kyedae’s younger ******, Sakura.
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“God, I fucking hate your ******,” Josh announced as he sat down next to the eighteen year old, leaning back and running both hands through his hair in frustration. His comment was more said aloud, out of frustration, not specifically towards Sakura as Josh slumped into the seat, looking forward.
Sakura had clearly chosen her seat due to its far proximity from other people, so Josh’s approach garnered her attention immediately. She put down her phone and took out her left earbud. “Uh, I’m sorry? You.. you hate my ******–Kyedae?”
“Yeah, yeah–her,” he said, showing clear signs of frustration and pondering. What was he doing exactly?
Throwing a hail mary.
After being flat out rejected, Josh happened to spot Sakura out of the corner of his eye, and he pivoted his plans for one last attempt to save his connection with Kyedae. “She’s impossible to talk to, so fucking stubborn,” Josh continued.
The young woman raised her brows in confusion. Sakura was a half-Japanese streamer, just like her ******, but much less popular, mainly accumulating her viewers from being raided by Kyedae’s larger audience. They were as close as two ******s could be, but they had their fair share of arguments as well. As she looked over the barbarian-sized man, a flicker of familiarity crossed her mind and after a few seconds, she smiled.
“Yeah, Kyedae can definitely be a bitch sometimes,” she finally replied, taking out her second earbud and putting them both in their little case, repositioning in her seat to give their conversation more attention.
Josh turned towards her, surprise evident on his face. “Oh, you agree?”
Nodding, she added, “Totally. I mean, don’t get me wrong–I love her, but she can be a real pain in the ass sometimes.”
“Thank you!” Josh exploded, grateful for the unexpected agreement. “I just can’t get through to her. It’s like, no matter what I say, she won’t even consider thinking about it from my side–it’s frustrating as fuck.”
“Mhm,” Sakura nodded, amused at the animated anger from a complete stranger. “You must be in the doghouse then–right, Josh?”
“Guess you could say that,” he replied before double-taking, delayed in acknowledging the use of his name. “Wait.. how do you–uh, have you guys been talking?”
Sakura smiled slightly. “Have I been talking to my own ******? Yes, of course I have, silly.”
“Oh,” Josh replied, letting out a breathy chuckle. “Don’t tell me you’re a smart ass too?”
She looked Josh in the eye and bit her lip. “Maybe I am–what are you going to do about it?”
The two stared at each other for a few seconds, letting the chemistry between them do the talking.
Sakura could see some confusion still settling in Josh’s glare, so she figured she would explain herself. “You’re the stud she was talking about! You have to be–you clearly know my ******, you’re the only six-foot-six guy around for miles, and you’re built like a freight train. Fits the bill for what Kyedae was yapping about a few weeks ago, but then.. she went quiet. Thought I was going to hear so much more about this hunky mystery man that she’s cheating on Tyson with, but poof–nothing. Then you appear, out of the blue.”
“Ahh,” Josh replied, confusion thoroughly dissipated. “I had no idea she told you that much.”
“Guess you could say we’re pretty close,” she replied, twirling her hair with her right hand, unable to contain her adorable smirk.
“So,” he began, tempted to push his luck, “were you disappointed? When Kyedae stopped mentioning me?”
Sakura’s eyes lit up, clearly sensing the smooth uptick in tension. “Well, she was talking about introducing me to you.. and it kinda got my mind racing..”
“What else did you guys talk about?” Josh asked, curiosity getting the better of him. There was no telling how much this chick knew.
She casually shrugged her shoulders. “Stuff.. and things.”
“Did she tell you about the sex?” he asked, disregarding the diplomacy that accompanied a conversation with a stranger.
Sakura could feel her cheeks grow red. There was a pause as she considered her response. Finally, nodding adorably, she replied, “Mhm.. in way, way too much detail. I’ve been starting to dream about it..”
Josh reached over and placed a hand around her shoulder and the other on her thigh, squeezing and caressing it. “No kidding? Haha, well.. what have those dreams been about, exactly?”
Sakura moaned softly as Josh’s strong hand slowly made its way up her thigh. “Uhh,” she mumbled, unable to think straight. “About stuff and things!”
He shook his head. “No. No more of that. Be descriptive.”
Sakura looked at him, smiling nervously. “I.. I was dreaming about being pounded, being destroyed. Kyedae said you were.. very rough. And big.. so big.”
Josh couldn’t help but smirk. “Do you believe her? I mean, this guy she’s talking about.. he seems too good to be true.”
Biting her lip, she looked Josh in the eyes and shook her head. “I don’t think so. I think she was telling the truth.”
“Why?” Josh asked curiously, reaching the highest point of her inner thigh. His fingertips grazed her clothed mound, sending teasing shocks of pleasure all over her body.
“She was.. she was way too excited,” Sakura replied. “Kyedae doesn’t usually act like that, like a middle schooler with a dumb crush. And.. I know that she was making Tyson wait for marriage.. to have sex, I mean, but heh.. clearly, she didn’t make you wait. Wouldn’t have done that for just anyone.”
Josh nodded, content with her explanation. “So, Sakura.. are you like your ******?”
Her brows furrowed slightly as she tilted her head, confused. “Am.. am I like..?”
“A slut,” he clarified. “Are you a slut, like Kyedae?”
Sakura bit her lip once more, not used to being spoken to so harshly. “Uhh, I don’t think so.. I’m a virgin, so not a slut, but.. if you really wanted to, you could change that.”
Josh stared at the beautiful girl and caught her looking down at his lips. Unwilling to let the moment pass, he leaned in for a kiss. Sakura’s eyes widened slightly, but she was completely onboard, letting her guard down and leaning in to meet his lips and return the gesture.
Their heads tilted in opposite directions as they first made contact, electric shocks of tingly excitement running through their bodies. The passion of their intense conversation finally took over, lips mashing together to enjoy each other’s offered intimacy. They kissed and their hands explored each other’s bodies–his squeezing her supple tits and hers rubbing his abdomen and his pecs before reaching up and grabbing a fistful of his collar, ensuring he remained close.
The kiss quickly introduced tongue into the mix and the intensity they shared found new heights. Josh’s tongue wrestled with hers before she took the offensive and fought back into his mouth, unwilling to surrender or concede an inch of territory.
They made out for a full minute before separating, breathing heavily, eyes scanning for approval, only an inch away from each other’s faces.
“Wow,” Sakura exclaimed softly, almost breathless. “That was.. whew!”
Josh nodded in agreement. “Whew indeed. Gotta say, you’re way cooler than your ******.”
Sakura laughed and replied, “I told you.. she’s a stuck-up bitch.”
Josh returned with a laugh of his own and admired her pretty face before moving to escalate things. “So, Sakura.. as much as I like kissing, I get the feeling that you’re up for a lot more. What are the chances that my cock is going to be buried inside of your throat in the next.. ten seconds?”
Her eyes immediately showed shock, looking down to see the obvious bulge in his pants as it strained the fabric, almost painfully so. The absolute balls on this guy had to be massive–asking for this! Already! It was nothing short of amusing. Her lips curled into a subtle smirk, revealing her desire. Kyedae had warned her of this–his brazen attitude and demands. He wanted everything and more, but luckily, she was ready to give it to him. “I guess that depends..” she whispered softly.
“Depends.. on what?” Josh asked, ready to move mountains.
Biting her lip, Sakura answered back decisively. “On how fast you can take your pants off.”
Josh smiled as he began to discreetly unbutton his pants. They both suddenly realized the heightened danger of what they were about to do, prompting them to look around and see if such a voyeuristic endeavor was even possible.
No one sat immediately near them–Sakura had ensured that with her isolated seat selection. Many people had also wandered off with the delay announcement. For added benefit, there was a large barrier–a heightened, long table, island-style, with charging ports for phones and computers–blocking most of the viewing angles. Sakura, thinking on her feet, also lifted the handles of her luggage and draped her cardigan over it, providing additional cover from the side angle. If someone wanted to look over, they might see suspicious movement, but the act itself would be covered.
The pair deemed the situation safe enough, nodding to each other in silent agreement. Josh tugged his pants down just far enough to pull out his erect cock.
Sakura’s jaw dropped immediately. “Are you kidding me?” she asked in disbelief, wrapping her small hands around the base, eyes wide with anticipation as she realized her fingertips couldn’t even meet each other. “There is no way.. jesus, this is ridiculous. I fucking.. I was wondering why she kept going on and on and on about the size–Kyedae. The way she was talking about it.. I expected it to be big, huge even, but.. she still undersold it somehow. There’s.. there’s no way this can fit in my throat.”
Josh could feel his ego inflating. After the rejection Kyedae had served him, steaming hot & sizzling, this was exactly what he needed. “I’ll make sure that it does,” he replied, confident with his past experience.
Sakura nodded, willing and ready to take on the challenge. She leaned over with her head closer to his lap and began licking his ten-inch cock, lust on overdrive. “You have the biggest dick I’ve ever seen,” she mumbled in between her soft kisses and licks. “I can feel it making my head fuzzy, heh. I can’t think straight.”
“Mm, good,” Josh groaned out. “That’s what it’s supposed to do–make you dumb.”
Sakura couldn’t help but moan at the rude comment. “Yesss. Dumb.. dumb for your cock, heh.”
Making sure not to miss an inch, she started at his base, lubricating it with her warm tongue, moans sounding off involuntarily. She gave his shaft long, loving licks that extended her tongue far outside of her own mouth, both pleasure-inducing and a tease.
“You look so pretty taking care of my cock,” Josh commented, aiming to degrade.
Sakura bit her lip, pausing only for a second. “You really like talking down to me, huh? Kyedae mentioned that you might.”
“I just like reminding you of your place,” he replied. “That’s all.”
Sakura nodded before refocusing on his cock. “You can keep doing it, if you want..”
Josh smiled as the eighteen-year-old renewed her enthusiasm, licking the entirety of his cock over once more. “Fuck,” he exclaimed softly. “I knew it–knew you’d be easy to smooth talk. Had you pegged as a slut from the second I saw you.”
Sakura moaned, the harsh words striking at her dignity as a woman. This man had objectified her, and she was rewarding him.
“Even easier than your ******,” Josh muttered, continuing to degrade the young streamer. “And that’s saying something. Being a slut must run in the family, huh?”
Sakura’s body betrayed her pride, moaning at the ridicule, slick between the legs. She continued licking his cock, determined to encourage his arrogance, and after a minute, she finally made her way to his cockhead, having covered all of his girthy real estate. At the tip, she suckled eagerly, caving in her cheeks despite the fat cockhead being a mouthful. Josh moaned at the incredible sensation, reaching out to squeeze her ass, gripping her supple flesh. He wanted to slap her butt, he wanted to be more aggressive, but restraint was key here, in this public space.
Sakura couldn’t help but smile around his cock, knowing that she was making such a dominant man feel good. It was strangely powerful, giving him pleasure, controlling his experience, dictating the terms of his bliss. It motivated her to go further, do more. With a deep breath through her nostrils, she widened her mouth as much as she could and took him into her throat, swallowing as much of his length as she could in her first go. Josh let out a groan as the tight confines of her mouth strained around his dick, providing untold pleasure.
“That’s a good girl,” Josh praised, head leaning back to focus on the feeling.
Sakura's throat bulged as his girth finally won the stalemate, forcing her to retreat temporarily. “I’ll be such a good girl for you,” she replied, immediately diving back down to engulf more of his cock. She began bobbing her head up and down on his cock, attempting to reach his base. The slick saliva helped with that endeavor, but Josh’s size was just too much. She was working overtime and five inches was doable, six a stretch, and seven almost reset her brain, hitting a button in the back of her throat that made her go cross-eyed.
After a few minutes of her relentless bobbing, Josh could see that he’d need to step in. “You want some help?” he offered, squeezing her ass to be sure she heard him.
Sakura looked over, eyes strained as she was currently seven inches deep, attacking that eighth inch with every ounce of slutty willpower she had. Realizing that she wouldn’t be able to take him to the balls without assistance, she nodded, not willing to dislodge his cock from her mouth just yet.
This would prove to be a mistake.
Josh wasted no time before grabbing two fistfuls of her hair, prompting a winced groan from Kyedae’s ******. He then used his upper body strength to push her already impaled throat down further, surpassing her newest throat barrier and ramming her to the finish line. Her nose mashed against his trimmed pubes, finally, finally getting all ten inches of his veiny cock down her tiny throat.
“Ahhh, fuck yeah!” Josh groaned out, pinning most of his weight down on Sakura’s head, more than was necessary. “That’s a good little slut. Take my fucking dick, take it, bitch.”
Her eyes widened as the newest inches of cock made themselves comfortable in the deep recesses of her throat, claiming their space and evicting her comfort. She was proud of herself, achieving an unlikely goal with taking this stranger’s massive cock to the hilt, but the satisfying groan she heard from Josh was the real prize. Sakura could tell that he was proud of her.
After a few seconds, the excitement of her achievement wore off, nose still buried against his pelvis, oxygen depleted and demanding to be replenished. Her hands had been mostly idle at this point, laying on his thighs, but now she used them to try to retreat.
“Uh uh, don’t even fucking try it,” Josh barked. “No fucking hands.”
Sakura was perturbed. She needed to breathe after all, and he wasn’t allowing it. She started tapping on his thighs, but he wouldn’t yield. He didn’t even let up on the pressure to the back of her head, still mashing her face against his pubes.
“Godddd,” Josh groaned in pleasure as he bucked his hips, only sliding a few inches out before plunging his cock back into her throat, keeping most of his cock inside the struggling girl. She continued tapping on his thigh, with more and more urgency.
Josh enjoyed her mouth for a few more seconds before leaning down to whisper to Sakura. “Okay, fine, you whore. I’ll let go, but.. I want to see you still trying. I want to see you choose my cock over air–that’s what a good girl would do. But it’s your call.”
Sakura had resorted to punching at Josh’s abdomen by this point, air in her lungs long expended, her brain screaming at her for oxygen, but here Josh was, goading her to keep blowing him still, all on her own. It was fucking ridiculous, but that’s who Josh was, clearly. A ridiculous man with ridiculous demands and ridiculous expectations. He didn’t care about her. He didn’t give a fuck whether or not she needed air.
She was a tool to him.
Something to use.
Brainless, obedient, and made for pleasure–his pleasure.
Sakura felt the hands on her head release their hold, and suddenly, she was free to escape–to breathe. But she didn’t move. Her eyes were weakening, her vision was becoming fuzzy, and her mind was high on asphyxiation. She wanted this–to be dumb, dumb on this stud’s cock.
She wanted to be a tool.
She wanted to be used.
She wanted to be brainless, obedient, and made for pleasure.
Her head slowly lifted up, releasing an inch, two inches, and then three from her throat. Josh shook his head, scoffing, disappointed in her decision to prioritize her well-being over his pleasure. Four inches unsheathed and he was sure she was about to give up.
But then, Sakura slammed her head down, deepthroating his cock once more. Josh smiled immediately, filled to the brim with selfish joy. Kyedae’s ****** began bobbing on his cock, gluck-gluck-glucking away with dumb, self-defeating passion.
Josh leaned his head back, hands interlocking behind his head, enjoying the feel and the view. He could see his cock clearly protruding throughout the entirety of her neck, making its way damn near into her esophagus.
“Such a good girl,” Josh praised, encouraging her selflessness. “Such a good little slut, a good little whore. Keep deepthroating me, just like that. God, your throat is tight, don’t ever fucking stop.”
After another blissful thirty seconds, he could see Sakura’s face growing increasingly darker shades of pink, clearly nearing her limit.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, Kyedae appeared in front of them. “What the fuck are you guys doing?” she half-whispered, half-shouted.
Josh instinctually leaned forward, putting his hands over Sakura’s head to shield their sexual activity. This unintentionally kept her pinned down, preventing the shock of Kyedae’s appearance from disrupting Sakura’s incredible deepthroating.
But once they recognized Kyedae, Josh and Sakura both relaxed, relieved they weren’t caught by a stranger, with him leaning back and her continuing to deepthroat him, enthusiasm renewed. Now, a fire burned inside her–born of her rebellious nature. She couldn’t give up now, she had to put on a show and outdo her ******.
“I’m getting a blowjob from your ******,” Josh replied, smug as could be. “A fucking, ahh yeah.. a fucking amazing blowjob, that is. Better than anything you ever gave me.”
Sakura’s brain was a wild roller coaster, fighting her instinct to breathe, focusing solely on Josh’s pleasure, submitting to his fat cock. And now, she had his praise to keep her going. She was already dizzy, close to unconsciousness, but this spurred her on, if only for a few more seconds. She continued, deepthroating his fat cock in and out of her warm throat, against every rational thought in her brain.
Kyedae, on the other hand, was infuriated, steam almost coming out of her ears. “Are you fucking stupid?” she asked, mostly whispering again, not wanting to attract attention. “If someone sees you guys, you’ll be fucking done. You’ll get arrested, put on a list or some shit.”
Josh couldn’t help but be amused at her panic. “We’ve got it under control,” he said, far too nonchalantly for the situation. He pointed at the cardigan draped over the luggage. “See?”
Kyedae looked at the suitcase with an incredulous gaze before swatting at it and knocking it over, aggression clearly on display. “Don’t be a fucking idiot. This is my ******. Go ruin your own life if you want, but not with her.”
Josh looked offended. “Hey, I’m not doing a damn thing,” he said, raising his hands in the air, as if he was a mere bystander in the sexual corruption displayed before them. Sakura continued bobbing her head up and down his fat cock, relentless, eager, all on her own, sloppy spit bubbling, deepthroating like it was going out of style. “This little slut is just too greedy, likes my cock too much. You remember what that’s like, don’t you?”
Kyedae looked at her ****** and groaned. She did remember what that was like–messy hair, red face, eyes rolling back into her head, slimy spit waterfalling down, fighting her own gag reflex. It was clear that Sakura was struggling, blowing Josh for what was certainly several minutes at this point. She was putting his satisfaction over her own need to breathe, and it wasn’t long ago that Kyedae herself was doing that exact same thing.
“Fuck, Josh.. fine. Fine! I’m willing to talk,” she finally said, saying whatever she could to negotiate an immediate ceasefire.
Josh tilted his head. “Willing to talk? What about?”
Kyedae rolled her eyes, stomping her foot in anger. “About us, okay? About continuing.. us.”
Josh looked at her through a squinted gaze, checking for deceit. He couldn’t hide it–this whole show was for her. The only reason he approached Sakura was to get this exact outcome, this exact person’s attention, and now she was here.
Nodding, Josh finally agreed. “You’ve got a deal. Let me just finish up with your ******,” he said, leaning forward and pushing Sakura’s head down, balls deep. Her arms instantly shot up in surprise, grasping for something to leverage herself. He wasn’t even close to climaxing, but he knew she was close to passing out.
“What?” Kyedae asked, worried that he would take too long. “There’s no way you’re even close to.. to cumming. You take forever, you always take forever. Is she.. is she really that good?”
Josh could sense a hint of envy in her voice. While keeping his cock buried inside Sakura’s throat and fighting off her faint punches, he replied, “I think someone’s a little jealous.”
Kyedae looked down, taking it all in. Her little ****** was being held down, throat stuffed with the biggest cock she’d ever seen, while her arms flailed about. She felt a bit guilty, knowing that she caused this. She had told Sakura way too much about Josh, and she knew that her little ****** was eager to meet him.
But.. she couldn’t stop herself from being turned on. Josh’s aggression, his smirk, the lack of care for her ******, his confidence–he must’ve just strolled over to Sakura and whipped his dick out or something. And she immediately fell for it! Seduced like only a whore could be, like she herself was only a few weeks prior.
“She can’t breathe, you know,” Kyedae muttered, unable to hide the tiny upwards curl of her lip, watching in awe as her little ******’s attempts to free herself weakened, her arms going limp.
With a groan, Josh replied, still receiving pleasure from Sakura’s panicking throat, “I know. That’s the point.”
Despite Sakura becoming motionless, Kyedae bit her lip in anticipation, smiling as she responded. “You are so bad.”
“I thought you liked that about me,” he replied, matching her smile, still holding Sakura’s unconscious head down in his lap.
Rolling her eyes and giggling, Kyedae replied, “Oh, whatever. She’s out cold now. Passed out on your cock, just the way you like it, perv. You can let her go.”
“I know, just.. just a few more seconds,” Josh said, wincing from the pleasure, rolling his hips to enjoy every last wet muscle of Sakura’s incredibly tight throat. “This feels way too fucking good.”
“Ugh, okayyyy. Thirty more seconds and that’s it!” Kyedae said, biting her lip once more, way too onboard with Josh’s fucked up mischief. She checked her imaginary watch half a minute later and tapped it. “Okay, okay, her dumb little brain is all fucked up now, Josh. Just like you wanted. You can let her go..”
Josh laughed and finally leaned back, sitting motionless for a second, the impaled girl remaining impaled. Kyedae motioned her arms in confusion, and Josh motioned his right back, aiming them at Sakura. “Go ahead. You can do the honors.”
Kyedae rolled her eyes but smiled nonetheless. She grabbed a handful of Sakura’s hair and slowly pulled her off of Josh’s cock. At the halfway point, with five inches revealed, Kyedae paused, biting her lip before pushing her ******’s head back down. Josh watched, stunned but impressed, as Kyedae bobbed Sakura’s head, up and down, mimicking rough facefucking for about ten seconds.
“Okay, okay, I can see why you like doing that so much, heh. But that’s enough,” Kyedae spoke out, giggling, finally freeing her little ****** completely. “Oh my god, she’s a mess, Josh. You destroyed her.”
“Thank you,” he replied, taking it as a compliment.
Kyedae rolled her eyes, holding her ******’s head up long enough for Josh to put his pants back on and to stand up. They laid Sakura down on the seats with her cardigan draped over her head, just as if she was sleeping peacefully on her own.
“She’ll be fine for now,” Josh declared. “Where did you want–”
“Follow me,” Kyedae demanded, impatiently grabbing Josh’s wrist and pulling him as she walked. She looked back, gaze drenched with anticipation. They were clearly headed towards the bathrooms on the other side of the terminal.
But yet another obstacle would present itself. Only fifteen feet into their journey, Tyson appeared, stopping them in their tracks. “Hey! Uh, is everything okay? Where, um.. where are you guys going?”
Kyedae looked like a deer caught in headlights, completely forgetting that her fiance was likely watching the entire exchange from afar. “Uhm, nowhere,” she mumbled, immediately recognizing how dumb she sounded. Thinking quickly, she added, “Josh just wanted to know where the bathrooms were.”
Tyson squinted his eyes. “Okay, and.. he needs a tour guide for that?”
Kyedae smiled back nervously, knowing that the circumstances looked suspicious. Luckily, Josh stepped in to help. “I had one last thing to talk to her about, and the bathrooms are quiet, you know? Peaceful. No nosy bystanders that might recognize her, just in case things get heated. Already caused too much commotion tossing her around like a sack of potatoes, haha.”
Kyedae sighed. The excuse was good, and that shouldn’t have been a surprise. Josh was always smooth with his words–too smooth.
“I just.. I don’t know,” Tyson said, reaching up to scratch the back of his neck, doing his best to grow the backbone Kyedae was just nagging him about. “Maybe it’s a good idea. M-maybe stay here, in public..”
Kyedae’s eyes shifted, from defensive to insulted, noting how her fiance–weak and cowardly–was questioning her intentions. “Ty, what are you saying? What do you think would happen if I went into the bathroom with Josh?”
Her voice was intense, daring him to question her.
“What? N-nothing, babe. I just thought–” Tyson stammered before being cut off.
“Don’t you trust me?” she asked.
Tyson shook his head, as if confused. “Kyedae, of course I do. I trust you,” he said, reaching out to grab a hold of her hands, sincerity shining through. Time slowed down as they joined together, almost as if they were at the altar. “I trust you so much. I’d trust you with my life on the line. It’s just.. him I don’t trust.”
The animosity began to melt from Kyedae’s eyes, remembering who she was speaking to. This was her love, her soulmate. They had committed to getting married to each other, they were highschool sweethearts, and nothing, absolutely nothing, could get in the way of–
Without notice, Josh intervened, shoving Tyson by shoulder and breaking their romantic union. “That’s enough from you,” Josh barked, tired of his cockblocking presence. He continued pushing Tyson back, marching forward as the fiance retreated more and more with each shove. “You’re getting on my last fucking nerve, you know that? Nothing’s going to happen to your sweet little girlfriend, nothing that she doesn’t want.”
With one last shove and by coincidence, Tyson fell back into his original seat, startled eyes staring back at his aggressor.
“Now, you just sit there,” Josh demanded, deja vu clicking in Tyson’s mind, “and keep your mouth shut. We’ll be back when we’re done.. talking.”
The smaller man wanted to just nod, agree and be done with it. Confrontation wasn’t his specialty after all. He settled his arguments with a gun, in virtual games. CS:GO, Valorant–those were his playgrounds, that’s where his confidence soared.
But Kyedae was on the line now. This wasn’t for a Masters trophy or an international Champions title, this was the love of his life.
With a deep breath and a steely-eyed look, Tyson stood up slowly. “No. I’m not going to let you take her away again. You are done speaking with her.”
Kyedae, watching from only a few feet away, brought her hands up to her mouth, shocked at her fiance’s defiance. This is what she had been asking for, this is why she found Josh so attractive! Confidence, even if it was foolish, even if it was stupid. She bit her lip, an intense silence accompanying the standoff.
Josh had to admit, he was surprised. He didn’t expect the little guy to bark back.
Of course, it was all for naught. Tyson was the one with everything to lose, going up against a man who just lost everything. Josh scanned his surroundings. A few onlookers, but more people ignoring them than not, airline employees frantically checking for updates on the air conditioning, and luggage sitting by their feet. Two gray suitcases, one black.
Bingo. “Which of these is yours?” Josh asked, completely off topic.
Tyson furrowed his brow, confusion apparent. “What? Why does that matter?”
“Just tell me,” he demanded.
“No, dude. Just.. leave us alone,” Tyson replied.
Josh grunted, then looked to Kyedae. “Which of these are his?”
Her eyes grew wide, not expecting the conversation to switch focus onto her. Despite it being a simple question, seemingly harmless, it now felt like she was choosing: Tyson or Josh.
“Uhm..” she hesitated, eyes darting between her fiance and her ex-lover. It was harmless information. Surely, it was harmless. Worst case scenario, she could plead ignorance. She had no idea what Josh would do. Kyedae swallowed hard before pointing at the black suitcase. “That one.”
Immediate betrayal hit Tyson’s face, but he couldn’t focus on her. Josh had already begun to reach for it, and Tyson went to grab his suitcase as well, but he didn’t stand a chance against Josh’s strength.
In one quick motion, Josh unzipped his luggage and walked a few feet away, where passersby walked from gate to gate. He then proceeded to dump out the contents onto the moving walkways, the conveyor belts made for people, one headed left and one to the right.
Tyson watched in shock as his belongings scattered, his clothes, his toiletries, his spare shoes, his electronics, everything he needed for his flight taking off in one hour, all headed off in opposite directions, hundreds of feet apart.
He had to act quickly. Ignoring all else, he ran and clumsily jumped the barrier to the moving walkway, scrambling to gather his necessities in between the hoards of strangers. Truly a nightmare scenario for a socially awkward gamer.
Finally finding a moment of clarity, he looked up and back to where he was originally sitting, where he last saw Josh and Kyedae, and his heart dropped.
They were nowhere to be found.
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“Oh my god, oh my fucking god!” Kyedae blurted out, slamming the door to the public bathroom shut. “I cannot believe you did that!”
Josh laughed to himself, adrenaline heightened from their little getaway. “Haha, come on! You gotta admit, that was pretty funny.”
“There was no part of that that was funny,” Kyedae replied, walking over to slap at Josh’s chest. She began a dramatic assault, pulling her punches but still wanting her displeasure to be known. Josh’s pectoral muscles were hard, and she knew she was probably hurting her hands more than she was hurting Josh. “It was so mean. I should be out there right now, helping him..”
Josh took his devastating beating without so much as a flinch, but after a few seconds, he grabbed both of Kyedae’s wrists, paralyzing her meager attack. “Then why aren’t you?” he asked, plainly but with intensity, a question that demanded an answer.
They stared into each other’s eyes, silence breeding more and more passion between the two, bodies up against one another. “I.. I don’t know, but this isn’t right, Josh. You’re a bully! You bullied my little ******, you bullied her throat, you bullied my fiance, twice, in very mean ways.. what? Are you going to bully me next?”
Josh held his stoic gaze. He didn’t know why exactly, but he was just happy being here, with her, even if they were arguing. His lips curled into a subtle smile before he responded. “Only if you want me to.”
Kyedae bit her lip, unable to deny the attraction she had for him. He was a complete asshole, a bully to his very bones, and she couldn’t help but love that. He knew what he wanted, and he took it. He didn’t care if he faced rejection, he simply pivoted, using her little slut of a ****** to regain his true target’s attention. There was nothing he wasn’t willing to do, including assaulting and humiliating her fiance in front of an entire airport of people, which was endearing, in a twisted way. He pried her away from Tyson's tight grasp, using any means necessary, because he knew what he wanted.
Kyedae looked him in the eyes one more time, searching for an answer for several seconds. Then, she broke free from their embrace, walked to the bathroom door, grabbed a yellow ‘cleaning in progress’ sign leaning against the wall, and placed it just outside.
She then refocused on Josh and ran into his arms, leaning in to kiss him.
He was a little surprised, but immediately matched her embrace and passion, holding her close. The kiss was electrifying, long-awaited and well-deserved. Their lips mashed together, slowly at first, reveling in the sensation that had been absent for two weeks. They moaned into each other’s open mouths in a way that only long distance couples could ever truly experience, extended time passing with endless yearning to fuel their intimacy.
Josh then invaded her mouth with his tongue, and they began to makeout, french kissing like they were the first to discover it. Kyedae wrestled with his tongue, knowing that this was one of the only times she could match his strength. When it came to kissing, they were on an even playing field, and she took advantage of that, ardently contributing to the passion of their embrace. She was on her tippy toes, hands wrapped around his head, combing through the hair on the back of his head, mouths locked together. Josh helped her elevated stance by squeezing her ass, enjoying every ounce of fatty, bouncy flesh he could find.
Kyedae moaned as he explored her body, caressing her butt, slapping it, shaking it in his strong, manly hands. He ran a hand up her back, underneath her shirt, just to feel her, any and every part of her, before going back down to focus on her plump ass. He teased her by rubbing her double-layered cunt over her sweats, only adding to the enthusiasm of their kiss.
This went on for minutes before Josh slowly snuck a hand into her sweatpants and under her thong, prompting a gasp from Kyedae and a brief interruption to their makeout session. She looked him in the eyes, panting, noses still touching, as two of his fingers entered her cunt. She then closed her eyes, letting out another moan and resuming the kiss, somehow finding twice the effort to show her pleasure. Her hips humped against his hand, fingers diving in and out of her tight, warm pussy.
They continued kissing, enthusiasm never waning, for the next few minutes, when suddenly, a flush froze them both in place.
They immediately opened their eyes and stared at each other in shock.
“We didn’t check the stalls,” Kyedae whispered, dread apparent on her face.
Josh shook his head, unable to contain a small laugh. A second later, an old man exited the stall at the end of the bathroom, far from the bathroom entrance. He walked towards the sinks gingerly and began washing his hands, shooting them an innocent but knowing smile. “You know, I don’t think I’ve ever been happy to be constipated,” he said, drying his hands. “But I’m glad today. Smell would’ve killed the mood.”
They all let out an awkward laugh as the old man moved to discard his paper towel and exit through the door. “Don’t take that passion for granted, it’ll be gone before you know it!” he chuckled out, leaving the lovers alone.
They looked at each other and bursted out into laughter, still in each other’s arms. Once the comedic relief of the interruption died down, they looked at each other once more.
“So.. am I a better kisser than my ******?” Kyedae asked, smiling playfully.
Josh chuckled. “Yes, much better. That might be the best kiss I’ve ever been a part of.”
She bit her lip. “Might? You couldn’t just give it to me, huh?”
He shrugged, teasing her. “You have a lot of competition.”
Kyedae’s mouth dropped open and she moved to punch at his shoulder, smiling as she did so.
And just when the coast seemed clear, a voice suddenly sounded off from right outside, faint but distinct. “–anyone in there?”
“In there? No, no,” said another voice, likely the old man that just walked out. It seemed like he was trying to give the two lovebirds more alone time. “Just a janitor–cleaning up. I think–more bathrooms–down thatta way.”
There was a brief pause and some feet shuffling. Kyedae looked at Josh, eyes wide. “That sounded like Tyson.”
Josh considered it. “Hmm.. are you sure?”
Kyedae nodded, responding in a hushed but urgent tone. “Yes, I’m sure! I know what my own fiance sounds like!”
“Then fucking hide, I don’t know,” he replied.
She hesitated, breaking their embrace to contemplate. “I think.. I think that old guy scared him off–”
Just then, the door burst open, and Tyson entered, almost in slow motion, like the climax of a horror movie.
“What.. what the hell!” he exclaimed, baffled at what he was seeing.
Kyedae was stunned, speechless, staggering back a few steps. She couldn’t believe how stupid she had been. Of course her fiance would come try to find them. Josh just leaned against the wall, looking annoyed.
Tyson looked at her with disappointment. “You.. you really snuck off with this guy? After what he did?”
“I-I..” she stuttered out, unable to speak, unable to even begin bullshitting her way towards an excuse.
But, as always, Josh had her back. “Fucking relax, dude. She didn’t sneak off with me. I picked her up again, dragged her off. Don’t blame her.”
“Don’t blame her?” Tyson asked, still confused as all hell. “What are you guys even doing here?”
Josh scoffed at him. “I fucking told you. We needed to talk, and we talked. Stop getting your fucking panties in a twist, jesus.”
Tyson winced at his rude response but focused on the good news. “So you guys are done then? Done talking? Kyedae?”
She looked at him, relieved to see he wasn’t mad. That initial relief was short-lived though. Now she wanted more alone time with Josh, and Tyson was ripping her away yet again. “Uhm, yeah.. we’re done talking..”
A big smile appeared on Tyson’s face. “Awesome,” he said, reaching out to offer his hand. “Then let’s go. Plane’s gotta be leaving soon.”
Kyedae bit her lip, but she had no choice. She began walking towards her fiance. This was supposed to be a good thing–Tyson keeping her on the straight and narrow. He was her rock, he was the angel on her shoulder, he symbolized love and loyalty.
And yet, she couldn’t help but feel dread. She didn’t want to leave Josh, not without saying good-bye, properly.
Much to Tyson’s chagrin, she paused, just as she was passing Josh, and looked at him. “Unless?” she offered, casting out a net and seeing what she could catch. “Unless there were any last.. quickie.. topics you needed to discuss?”
Josh had admitted defeat by this point, frustration reaching a boiling point. Kyedae needed to pull her own weight, needed to put a foot down, needed to choose him over her fiance, and that just didn’t seem likely. He couldn’t just keep dragging her away. But now, here she was, offering one last olive branch–a quickie.
Quickie. A quickie. Was she.. was she referring to sex? A quickie?
Josh’s eyes grew large, seemingly understanding her hidden meaning, or what he hoped it was, anyway. But still, nothing would work. This wimp was at his limit, desperation on display. He wouldn’t accept another clumsy reason for him to be alone with Kyedae. He didn’t even accept the last one, until he was forced.
As Josh looked Kyedae in her eyes, he could see it. His last chance of being with her, and no wimpy, bitch-made, hundred-pound cuck was going to stand in his way. Without hesitating, he turned to look at Tyson and walked towards him, swiftly wrapping his arm around his neck, putting him in an unbreakable choke-hold. He raised his arms, lifting the fiance off the ground and held him there.
Kyedae covered her mouth, stunned completely but also, undeniably, amused. Her fiance flailed his limbs about, doing his best to escape, regardless of how hopeless that effort was. She could see her love’s eyes staring at him, begging for help, but she just stood there, silent. What was she supposed to do anyway? Even if she hated Josh and wanted him to stop, what could she possibly do? It was cowardly of Tyson to even ask, plead, beg, even with his eyes.
Only a few seconds later, Tyson’s body went limp, and Josh dropped him onto the floor. Finally, Kyedae could stop her worried facade.
After some silence, Josh spoke up, “Sorry if that was a little overboard.”
But Kyedae couldn’t contain her smirk, biting her lip in anticipation of what was to come. “Not at all–don’t be sorry. He had that coming.”
Relief filled Josh’s lungs, inhaling and exhaling, glad to not have misread the situation. He added to the mockery instead. “Wahhh, wahhh,” he said, imitating Tyson. “Don’t talk to my fiance, wahhh. Fucking never stopped crying, jesus. How can you stand him?”
Kyedae let out a giggle. “Well, he’s not always like that. Just when big tall studs are trying to take the love of his life away.”
“Still, he’s a fucking pussy. You deserve better,” Josh said, stepping over the unconscious man and embracing Kyedae, leaning in close, ready to kiss her once more.
“And you’re the better man? That I deserve?” she asked teasingly. She leaned in, meeting Josh’s lips and resuming their kiss. They made out for a minute before Kyedae pushed him away. “We can’t. We don’t have time to waste on kissing.. he’ll be awake soon, right?”
Josh groaned, looking at the motionless man. “Ehh.. hard to tell. Could be out for minutes, an hour.. it depends on how long–”
His voice was silenced. Kyedae stood in front of him, naked from the waist up, holding her shirt and bra in her hand before dropping them to the side, dramatically. She bit her lip as she stared at Josh and hooked her fingers around the waistband of her sweats. “Guess we have to be quick then.”
She then stripped off her remaining clothes, finally bare for Josh to feast on. Her naked body, her perfectly supple tits, her shaved and inviting cunt, it paralyzed him for a second, but only a second. Zeus himself couldn’t have kept him away from Kyedae in that moment. He lunged forward, taking her in his arms again and lifting her off the ground, embracing her into yet another kiss. Their lips met, smacking together passionately, hands wandering all over her, as if at the end of a movie after having vanquished the villain.
“I take it back,” Josh moaned into her mouth. “You’re the best kisser. Of all the girls, you’re the best.”
A big moan reverberated from Kyedae’s mouth, clearly pleased with the praise. “Mmm! Now you’re getting it, haha.” The two kissed for only a few more seconds before Kyedae pushed him away yet again. “Okay, that’s enough! No more kissing,” she declared, bouncing on her feet, away from Josh. “The cuck lying on the floor over there loves kissing, but that’s just because I won’t give him anything else, has to wait until our wedding day. You, you’re not him, are you?”
Mesmerized, Josh shook his head. “No.”
“No, you’re not,” Kyedae agreed, running her hands up her body and squeezing her breasts. “You’re not a cuck. You get more than kisses, you get everything he has to wait for.”
Eyeing Josh’s lustful gaze, she leaned back against the sink countertops, propping herself up as Josh approached, clearly set on indulging. “Not yet,” she said, raising her foot to meet his abdomen, stopping his approach. Josh’s lust was ravenous, peering down at Kyedae’s long legs, up towards her toned thighs, and finally at her perfect pussy. He wasn’t sure why she kept it shaved, knowing that she wouldn’t let her fiance have sex until marriage. Maybe she was preparing for this, for him to come find her, for her to be seduced yet again.
“Patience, big boy,” Kyedae teased, retracting her leg, confident that Josh would stay put. “I know my ****** couldn’t finish the job, but I definitely will.” She then swiveled around, spinning on her butt so that her feet were now on the wall mirror, the back of her head facing Josh. She leaned back, further and further, until her head was upside down, hanging off the countertop.
Her mouth opened wide, invitingly. “Remember, we’re short on time so no holding back. Use me.. use me like I don’t fucking matter.”
She then hooked two fingers into the inside of her cheeks, keeping her mouth open as wide as she could.
Josh nearly fainted at the proposition, the sight, the whole scenario. Stripping his clothes off at lightning speed, uncaring if anyone walked through the door in that very instant, he stepped up, caressed Kyedae’s cheek for a split second, and then slapped her, setting the tone for what was to come.
“Fuck,” she yelped. “There’s the stud I remember, heh..”
Without a word, he lined his cock up with her open mouth and plunged forward, going as deep as Kyedae’s throat would allow on a first thrust. “I think you’re going to regret this,” he said, mind switched off and fuck machine mode activated, noticing her throat bulge out to accept his cock.
Kyedae had experience with his monster cock before, not enough to get completely used to it, but enough to be familiar. She was forced to tap into that muscle memory as his cockhead slipped into her mouth, past her tongue, and down her throat, immediately sending her gag reflex into panic mode. Josh began humping away at her face, and all Kyedae could see was his balls, swinging and slapping her face, her forehead, and her eyes. She flinched with every thrusting motion, every pendulum swing of his sizable sack. He gave her no time to adjust, withdrawing his girthy cock and slamming it back into her throat, over and over, without mercy.
The gluck gluck glucks reverberated, bouncing off the bathroom walls and echoing around them. His momentum increased, quickly forming a consistent rhythm. The angle was perfect as well, allowing Josh free reign of Kyedae’s throat. There was nothing stopping him from fucking her as deeply as he wanted. After a measly minute, he finally worked her throat muscles enough to be balls deep, rubbing in the achievement by reaching down to slap Kyedae’s very occupied cheek.
“Fuckkkk, that’s the best feeling in the goddamn world,” Josh exclaimed, brazenly adding to the humiliation. “How’s that feel for you, Kyedae?”
He kept his cock in her mouth, bottomed out deep inside of her throat, balls draped across her face as her stomach lurched up, mimicking a need to gag, to vomit.
“Hey, cunt. I asked you a question,” Josh barked, slapping her face a few more times as he ground his hips against her, enjoying his cock’s depth. Kyedae moaned around his thick cock, unable to respond but wanting to appease his painful slaps. “What’s that?” Josh asked, teasing her. “I can’t understand you. Speak up, use your words, slut.”
Josh resumed his facefucking, but only took an inch out at a time before slamming back into her struggling throat. She moaned again, humiliated but turned on, trying to respond. “Mmmfffgghhh!” was all that she could squeak out.
“Awh,” Josh cooed. “It’s okay, I know talking is hard. Is that it, Kyedae? You’re too stupid to respond? Is it hurting your little brain?”
Kyedae’s ego took a hit, a small rebellious fire burning within her. If there wasn’t a gargantuan cock currently skewering her like a kebab, she would’ve absolutely growled out a smart-ass reply or maybe punched at the ridiculing man. The past two weeks–all spent with the gentlemanly Tyson–had brainwashed her back to normal, back to her respect-demanding, strong-natured self. She had been back to craving appreciation, insisting on being valued. One insinuation from her fiance about making dinner and she was immediately on the defensive, lecturing him about normalizing oppressive gender roles and being misogynistic–a laughable idea now.
This behavior change was especially apparent during her streams. Any slightly off-hand or joking comment in her chat about women or her intelligence or her bad gameplay was quickly met with a permanent ban. Her mood was completely intolerant of disrespect, Josh’s absence having soured that notion to such a degree.
And yet, here she was again, with Josh’s massive ballsack punishing her face and his cock invading her throat, reaffirming all of Josh’s old and new mockery. Her brain did in fact feel like it was getting smaller, dumber. She could feel herself becoming giggly and stupid, and his words just added to that, putting her in her place, cementing her submissive role.
“Dumb fucking whore,” Josh growled, grabbing and squeezing her tits as his hips slammed against her face, jolting her body back and forth. “Playing hard to get, acting like a prude fucking bitch when you know this is what you want. This is what you deserve, being treated like a goddamn whore!”
His thrusting intensity increased as his words grew more hostile, and Kyedae’s pussy hummed like a canary bird, eating every bit of it up. Josh’s degradation was like music to her ears, serenading her in all the wrong ways, sending jolts of degrading pleasure throughout her body.
“Ahhhh! Fuck yeah, take my cock. Take it! Fucking take it, bitch! Good fucking whore,” Josh spat out, slapping her tits, watching them bounce as he continued pumping away at her throat. “Knew you’d be back to taking my cock in no time, knew it from the second I spotted you, haha.”
He was treating and talking to her as if he just gave her a twenty dollar bill for an hour with her body. Nothing could be more accurate. She felt like a prostitute, a cheap prostitute, pure and simple. An hour ago, she was clutching at her fiance’s side, eagerly fantasizing about how their adventures in Spain would go, and now, she was getting facefucked by a near stranger who walked up to them.
Josh continued fucking her throat for the next ten minutes, allowing her small breaks to breathe, not wanting her to pass out any time soon. Kyedae took it in stride, allowing the disrespect, the degradation, and the humiliation, all for Josh’s pleasure. She protested a few times, reaching up to slap at his abs, and he routinely ignored her but always gave her a tiny break eventually, which she appreciated.
Eventually, Josh felt his balls begin to churn as his climax approached. Kyedae could feel his sack tense up against her face, and she prepared herself, quickly trying but failing to get a good intake of air before Josh bottomed out inside of her throat and remained there, erupting like a cum volcano.
“Ahhh, fuck yeah! Take my fucking load, bitch!” Josh groaned out as he buried his cock inside of her throat, blasting copious shot after shot straight into her stomach. Kyedae did her best to swallow, proud of being able to make such a formidable man climax.
After a minute, Josh backed away, knees weak from the whole ordeal. Kyedae promptly repositioned, coughing and sputtering, a mixture of cum and spit lodged in her throat. She bent over the sink, recovering as Josh dressed himself.
“That was incredible,” he commented, worried that he’d gone a little overboard. He had told himself that he was going to reel things back, clearly not wanting to risk the relationships he was attempting to mend with further sexual extremes. She seemed fine with it, offering herself like she did, but it was hard not to worry as she cleaned herself up.
“I’m.. I’m glad you enjoyed it,” Kyedae mumbled back, a delicate smile on her face as she stopped coughing and began cleaning her face. “I did too.. more than I should’ve.”
“You still like being treated like that, huh?” Josh said, putting on his shirt and completing his normal ensemble.
Kyedae washed her face in the sink, rinsing off the excess spit and cum that had poured out of her mouth as she was being facefucked. It didn’t take long before she was presentable once more, then moving to put on her clothes. “I didn’t think that I would, but.. there’s just something about you. I hate admitting it, but it feels so good being treated like shit. By you, by you specifically. If Tyson ever tried any of what we just did, haha.. I’d kick him in the balls and then break up with him, instantly.”
Josh let out a laugh. “Guess he just doesn’t have the kind of rizz that I do.”
Kyedae paused as she stepped into her thong, looking at him with a smile and an eye roll. “I mean, considering he’s on the floor, passed out, while his fiancee is cheating on him.. yeah, it’s safe to say he doesn’t have your kind of rizz, haha.”
Josh smiled, happy at the outcome of it all. He was curious about what would happen next. If she was just going to ditch Tyson without saying anything or if she was going to explain why she wouldn’t be going to Spain. All in all, it would be a very interesting conversation, one that he was happily going to rub into the cuck’s face.
“So, are you going to break the bad news to him or should I?” Josh asked, watching Kyedae as she put on her last garment.
She bit her lip, running her fingers through her hair, combing out any last traces of their wild escapade. She looked at herself in the mirror, facing away from Josh as she considered her response. She breathed deeply, as if preparing for a difficult conversation. Seconds ticked by with no answer.
And the delay was too long. Josh could feel it, the twist that was about to come. Despite his success, he was about to fall short yet again.
“You’re.. you’re getting on that plane, aren’t you?” he asked, calmly but succinctly.
After a few more seconds, though they felt like hours, Kyedae turned back around, facing him, and there were tears in her eyes–all but confirming his fear. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. Instead, she just nodded.
Josh couldn’t believe it. A sharp pain struck his chest, eyes scanning to try to decipher any sort of misunderstanding, fed by a foolish kind of hope.
“Why?” he asked plainly, worried that his voice would betray him if he said much else.
Kyedae sighed deeply. “This.. this was lovely, Josh. It really was. As.. as messed up as it all was, I enjoyed it so much.”
“But?” Josh added, wanting her to get to the point. If he was so fantastic, she wouldn’t be crying, she wouldn’t be choosing another guy.
“But we can’t. You know we can’t,” Kyedae barely managed to say. “I know it seems like I was just being a prude bitch out there, rejecting you, but.. but I did that because of how much you hurt me. I mean, I met the greatest man in the world, and then he disappeared, disappeared for weeks. You made me feel so small, so stupid.. and not the good kind of stupid that you like in your girls. This was just a mean kind of stupid, one that really hurt. I’m not ready to throw everything away, not this fast, not after all of that.”
They stood there in silence. Josh couldn’t possibly respond, not with any counterpoints. She was right, he was an asshole, beyond his normal level of assholery. He messed up, and it wouldn’t be fixed in a day.
“Then.. then why do all of this?” Josh asked, curious as to why she even humored him at all.
Kyedae shrugged. “Because it was fun.. because I clearly still have feelings for you. Because, as stupid as it sounds, you really do have too much rizz for your own good. What can I say? You just know how to get my panties off, haha, plain and simple.”
“It’s not that hard,” Josh joked back, easing the tension a little.
Kyedae gave him a pained smile. “Yeah? Well try telling that to him,” she replied, pointing at her unconscious fiance. “He hasn’t had any luck yet.”
They chuckled softly together before Josh approached her, embracing her soft body in a big bear hug, as if admitting defeat. It lasted for minutes, openly displaying the heavy feelings they had for each other.
After they finally pulled back, Kyedae bit her lip and said, unprompted, “I’m still going to make him wait. No sex, no blowjobs, nothing. I promise. So when we get back, there will still be.. you know, a chance for you to swoop in and steal me. If you want, of course.”
Josh nodded, smiling, happy that she was at least thinking about a future together. “And no kissing, right?”
Kyedae immediately tilted her head in false annoyance. “Josh.. he’s my fiance! Hehe.”
He groaned back. “Fine, fine. One kiss during your vacation, a peck on the cheek. That’s it.”
Kyedae laughed out, entertained by his possessive demand. “Oh my god! You’re ridiculous. How about.. one kiss, on the lips! A peck.”
“Deal,” Josh replied quickly, knowing he’d received a bargain.
Shaking her head in amusement, she smirked and said, “I can’t believe you. Tyson has to be the most cucked guy of all time, haha.”
“Not yet, but he will be,” Josh promised.
Kyedae bit her lip once more. “I can’t wait.”
“Well, you’re going to have to. Because you’re going to Spain, fancy motherfucker.”
Kyedae stomped in place, playfully upset at the mockery. “Josh! I’ll be backkkk. And don’t even act all upset. You’ll probably be balls deep in some other slut’s ass by the end of the day, mister woe is me!”
Josh nodded, knowing that she was probably right. “I mean, I fucking hope so. Maybe if Poki and Lily aren’t too upset, but you’re fine with that, right? That’s not what’s making you get on that plane?”
Kyedae rolled her eyes. “No, no, no, of course not. I was never mad about you having sex with other girls. That’s completely fine. The whole harem thing.. is actually really hot. I’ve never ever met a guy who can pull so many girls like that, haha. I just wanted you to be around!”
“Yeah, I get it. I’ll be around when you get back. I promise.”
Kyedae smiled at the assurance and they embraced again, sharing another kiss before Josh moved for the exit. He stopped by Tyson’s body, rousing him awake with a few slaps to the face before leaving unnoticed.
As he walked into the crowded sea of strangers, all with their own thoughts and problems, reality struck him deeply. Kyedae was gone, out of his life for the foreseeable future, and as much as she hinted towards the opposite, she was still very much committed to her fiance.
He was back to square one, and there was no time to feel sorry for himself. Every second that passed was another second that Lily was pushing him out of her heart, or another second that Pokimane was realizing how life was better without him, or another second of Valkyrae falling in love with someone else, if his nightmares were any kind of premonition.
There was absolutely no time to waste.
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“I don’t regret it. I mean, well.. I do regret it, but at the same time, I don’t, you know? Does that make sense?”
Lily waited for a response but was left hanging.
“Ugh, you’re so rude. I am making sense! You’re just.. you’re not even trying to understand my side of it. Like, have a bit of empathy, dude! Put yourself in my shoes and maybe you’ll see why I had to, uh..” she began to say, voice lowering to whisper, “stab you.”
She made little stabbing motions with her hand, envisioning a sharp knife where there was not one. Despite her added dialogue, she was still left without a response. Seconds ticked by and nothing came.
“Ughhh! You’re making this so difficult. Just say that you forgive me and that it’s fine and that you were never even mad at me to start with and that you’re actually sorry for making me feel bad about it. Why is that so hard? I mean, aren’t you supposed to love me unconditionally? That includes stabbings! Maybe.. maybe I should stab you again! For being so difficult about this. Then maybe you’ll be a little quicker about forgiving me! Hmm..”
Pokimane sat a few feet away, unable to contain her giddy laughter, watching Lily’s adorably evil argument with her boyfriend, Michael.
The humor, of course, was in the fact that he was unconscious, in a coma, lying on a hospital bed, completely unable to respond.
“You know,” Poki finally chimed in, “he’s going to wake up, reveal that he’s been able to hear you this whole time, and then break up with you because of all these wacko arguments you have with him.”
Lily turned her head dramatically, meeting Pokimane’s gaze, furrowing her brows. “Don’t be silly! That’s not even a real thing, coma losers can’t hear anyone.. they’re too focused on being stinky little cowards.” She then turned back to Michael and punched at his side lightly. “Too scared to even wake up and face real life! Face me, coward!”
Poki giggled once more at her friend’s antics. “But what if he can? Pretty sure it’s, like.. medically proven.”
Lily tapped one of her fingers on her chin, truly contemplating the possibility before raising that same finger in the air. “Then he should know how much of a mistake it would be to break up with me. I mean, I stabbed him once.. does he really not think I’d do it again?”
Pokimane rolled her eyes and let out a chuckle. “Oh, honey.. you can’t just stab someone anytime something doesn’t go your way. It doesn’t work like that..”
Lily responded with an overly angry expression. “Why not? It should work however I want it to work.”
Poki raised her right brow, questioning her logic. “Well, what if we got into an argument? A real one. Would you stab me?”
“What?!” Lily shouted, evidently offended at the idea. “That’s not the same thing at all! You’re.. you’re Pokimane, you’re my queen! I love you! It’s completely different.”
“And don’t you love Michael?”
Lily sat back in her seat, sighing deeply. “Yessss, of course I do, but.. it’s different. You are strong and so beautiful and amazing and you have a big fat ass and thick thighs that could pop someone’s head like a watermelon. Do you get it? Like, you’re sexy and powerful, ya know? Michael.. I love him, but he’s just weak. You look at him and you immediately think weak. Soooo so so weak, ugh. Like, he just let me stab him and he didn’t do anything about it. And he’s short. I’m taller than him with heels and I’m 5’3!!!”
Poki was amused, smiling and nodding as if her friend’s logic wasn’t completely insane. “And if someone’s weak, then it’s okay to stab them?”
Lily looked up, considering her response. “It’s not okayyyy to stab them, necessarily, but I will be more inclined to stab them if I know I can just manipulate them afterwards into accepting my apology, since they’re so weak and stupid.”
Pokimane laughed at Lily’s ridiculous line of reasoning once more. It was no secret that her friend had become increasingly more unhinged after Michael’s accident, teetering off the edge of sanity and into the pit of madness. This was always a part of her persona, cute and insane with a penchant for violence, but it was harmless, mostly chalked up to edgy humor or the need to farm a clip on stream.
Mostly. After the whole stabbing incident, Pokimane tried to keep a closer eye on her, and ultimately concluded that her friend was just taking on the evil persona as a way to cope, a way to find the humor in her strange situation.
With Josh’s coming and going, the knife incident, the subsequent police interrogations, and the overwhelming reaction from fans, forcing her to pretend that she was traumatized and depressed over Michael’s coma, Lily’s unhinged behavior was completely understandable. The fact that she was in good spirits at all was a positive thing, so Poki was more than happy to banter along, while still throwing in a few humbling questions to keep her friend tethered to reality.
“What about Josh?” Poki asked, out of the blue. “He just ditched us. Would you consider stabbing him?”
Lily recoiled ever so slightly, clearly caught off guard with her question. She took a few moments to herself before responding, shaking her head as she did so. “No, I wouldn’t. He doesn’t fall into the weak category.”
Poki turned her nose up at the response. “So you’d stab Michael again, even though he’s your boyfriend of how many years.. but you wouldn’t stab Josh? He’s like the one guy I’d be okay with you stabbing. Like, I’d sign off on that shit.”
Lily nodded. “Yup. I know it sounds weird, but I have a system, okay? Strong people like Josh, even if he did kind of screw us over, don’t get stabbed. He has too much main character energy. Would probably dent my knife, just with his aura alone. Do you think my knives just grow on trees?”
Pokimane rolled her eyes, not accompanied by a smile this time. “I don’t get it. I think there’s a flaw in your little system.”
Lily growled back. “Hey! You should be happy! The same reason that I’d never stab Josh is the same reason you’re safe from ever getting stabbed, even if you betray me. You don’t have to like my system, but you do have to respect it!” she threatened, holding out an imaginary knife.
Pokimane raised her hands in the air, amused. “Hey, hey, hey! You just said I was safe from being stabbed!”
Smirks grew on both friends’ faces as they laughed together, enjoying their commitment to the crazy bit. Despite all the ups and downs they had experienced lately, they were both eternally grateful for each other’s friendship, having played an integral role in weathering the storms. Talking through their unique situations kept them at ease, especially when it came to the topic of Josh.
“Do you still miss it?” Pokimane asked after a few minutes of silence.
Lily looked over and bit her lip, knowing exactly what she was talking about. It was a conversation they had often. Their relationship with Josh, the sex, the pleasure, the degrading things he had them do.. his introduction into their friend group was a canon event, sending them all onto zigzagging life paths, different from ones they had been on prior to meeting him. Despite him leaving, it was hard to say that he was a negative experience. Poki, Lily, and the rest had all been exposed to pleasure that was previously unknown to them, both with physical orgasms and mental ones, spurring on submissive mentalities that hadn’t been there before, ones that they had come to adore and despise.
“I.. I was thinking about him last night,” Lily admitted, only partly ashamed, legs squirming in her seat, anxiety apparent.
Pokimane gave her a tiny look of disappointment, crossing her arms and sharpening her gaze. “Thinking about him or masturbating to him?”
“Hey!” Lily defended herself. “Give me some credit, geez. I.. I was just thinking about him! At first..”
Sighing deeply, Pokimane shook her head. “Lily..”
She buried her face in her hands, hiding her flushed cheeks. “It’s hard, okay? It’s so hard. I know we talked about how he’s bad for us, but it’s the first time a guy has ever made me feel that good. I’ve been dating this useless loser for years,” she said, gesturing dismissively towards Michael’s unconscious body, “and he never even got close to making me feel like Josh did. I think I’m still coming down from one of those last orgasms he gave me. Like, right now, Poki.. I’m orgasming right now as we’re speaking..”
Poki rolled her eyes. “Oh my god, you’re ridiculous, Lily. The orgasms he gave you have not lasted two damn weeks.”
Crossing her arms and slouching in her seat, admitting defeat, Lily pouted. “No, maybe not, but I had a crazy one last night, just thinking about him. That’s impressive all on its own. It’s just.. the way he treated me, the names he called me, how he pulled my hair, his.. insanely big cock–”
“Lily!” Pokimane shouted, catching herself before she slipped into a fantasy of her own. “That’s enough! We’ve talked about this. Yes, he’s a hunky dreamboat, blah blah blah, whatever, but that’s not everything. We gave him full reign to treat us like shit, treat us like sex slaves, own us, the full cat and caboodle, and he still left! Ghosted us for weeks. That’s just.. that’s a completely different kind of disrespect, not the sexy kind where he slaps us and makes us tell him how stupid we are. We can’t just let all of that slide.”
Lily grumbled in her seat. “Speak for yourself..”
“No!” Poki chastised. “I’m speaking for you too, because I know what’s good for you, and you’ve been acting too crazy to make your own decisions. Someone has to look out for you.”
Lily stared at Pokimane with contempt, but then her gaze softened. “I know, I know.. I’m sorry, okay? I just can’t help it. I look at Michael and I hate him for being so weak and for being in a coma and then I think about Josh and how strong he is and how he’d never be in a coma because comas are for pussies and it just spirals..”
“Oh, Lily..” Poki replied, unable to stifle a small giggle as she walked over to console her friend. She put an arm around her and held her close. “I get it. I know it’s tough. Josh really fucked up our brains so we’re just seeing things differently now, in ways we never have before, but maybe.. maybe if you try to think about good stuff, like some past memories you had with Michael, it would help remind you of the love that was there, is there. Then you won’t be so easily tempted to cheat and think about Josh?”
Shaking her head, Lily replied, “I’ve tried that, I really have.. but it’s all messed up now. Like, I was thinking about the time Michael and I went to the Santa Monica pier and we rode that ferris wheel. It was one of the most romantic dates I had with Michael, but my brain.. it kept inserting Josh, even though he was never there. He showed up, punched Michael in the face, and then threw him off the ferris wheel, right when we were at the top.”
Poki bit her lip. “And.. and then you stopped the ride and got off and helped your boyfriend.. right?”
Lily looked at her, guilty as sin. “No. Right after he threw him off, Josh fucked me silly right there on the ride. The workers yelled at us to get off, but we just kept fucking and fucking and fucking. I’m pretty sure we invented new sex positions in that dream. I’m going to patent them.”
“Oh god,” Poki gasped, bewildered but intrigued at the same time. “Yeah, that’s.. pretty fucked up. And.. this.. this wasn’t the thing you were thinking about when you were masturbating last night, was it? When you had that.. crazy orgasm?”
Lily cowered, immediately hiding her face in her hands once more, confessing without confessing. “Oh my god, I’m horrible!”
Pokimane grimaced, hope dashed that she was incorrect about her assumption. Still, she held her friend close, even closer now, despite being shocked at how dark her thoughts were. “No, no, it’s okay, it’s fine, it’s totally fine.”
Lily still looked partly disappointed in herself, but she shot up quickly. “Wait, it’s fine? So.. I can keep thinking about that bad stuff?”
Poki was caught with her mouth open, no words coming out. Eventually, she stumbled out a reply. “Uhm.. maybe, maybe we tone it back.. just a little,” she said, soft-parenting her friend without destroying her confidence.
“Okay.. just a little,” Lily agreed, evil gears turning in her head. “A miniscule amount, won’t even notice the difference.”
Poki opened her mouth to clarify, but then closed it, knowing Lily’s dark thoughts were likely a lost cause. She continued embracing her friend as she looked over to Michael, sending a pitied look his way. The guy was heading for rough seas, and she wasn’t sure if she could save him.
They talked for a little while longer until Imane eventually suggested that they pick up some food at the hospital cafeteria. Lily offered to stay back, having only been visiting Michael for about an hour at that point. They usually swung by a few times a week for a couple hours, so Pokimane took her order and headed for the exit, promising to return soon.
“Don’t stab him while I’m gone,” she joked, thick thighs rubbing together as she walked.
Lily couldn’t help but appreciate her friend’s big butt, stealing a glance every chance she got. “No promises,” she joked back, a mischievous grin on her face.
The next few minutes were calm and silent for Lily as she did some self-reflecting, but she wasn’t alone for long. The door to the private hospital room opened suddenly and a large figure walked in.
It was Josh.
Lily’s eyes shot open as she stood up, stunned beyond imagination, blinking to make sure she wasn’t hallucinating.
This was the guy. This was the guy responsible for.. everything. He’s the reason Michael was even in the hospital, in a coma, for the most part. Lily’s personality change, her insanely tumultuous wet dreams, moral arguments with Poki, having to lie to the police in the nerve-wracking interviews, Valkyrae distancing herself from the roomies, Kyedae flying off to wherever, their lack of streams, the emotional roller coasters they had all been experiencing.. here was the walking catalyst, right in front of her.
“Hi,” he said, a small bouquet of roses in his hand, uncertainty strewn across his face.
There was silence for a few seconds before Josh tried speaking again. “I’m here to–”
But he was quickly interrupted. Lily ignored him, opted against words, and marched over to him, grabbing the flowers out of his hand and tossing them across the room. She then grappled onto him, pulling his body close, as she immediately jumped up for a kiss. Josh had no idea what to expect, but he was happy with the result, meeting her lips as they mashed their faces together, passionately making out from the onset.
Lily moaned into his mouth as she clutched at his hair, ensuring their lips remained locked. This was the exact opposite of what Pokimane had advised her to do if and when Josh showed up, but she didn’t care. She didn’t give a flying fuck. This man was fueling her euphoric masturbations for the past few weeks, all on pure memory alone, and she wasn’t about to waste a single second before scooping him up.
Josh caressed her back and her ass as they kissed, her full weight off the ground, wrapped around his body. Moaning filled the room, heard only by them and the unconscious man in the bed. Lily’s tongue was far too eager, invading Josh’s mouth and wrestling with his tongue, almost if she had something to prove. She grinded her pelvis against his, perfectly level with his rock hard cock.
A minute of this passed before either of them backed their heads away to breathe.
“What, uh.. what the hell are you doing here?” Lily asked, in between her rapid and shallow panting. She kissed his left cheek and nose and then his right cheek, avoiding his lips so that he could respond.
“I’ve been texting you,” Josh replied, trying to explain himself amidst her flurry of smooches. “Told you I was coming back. Figured I’d check the hospital first, just in case you were visiting.”
Lily frowned, knowing that she had been ignoring his messages. “Yeah, I’m sorry.. Poki told me not to respond. It wasn’t my choice, I promise! I wanted to text you so bad.”
“No, no, it’s fine. She was right to do that,” Josh conceded. “I’ve been an asshole.”
Lily’s eyes lit up. “Wait, you think so?”
Nodding, Josh replied, “Of course. I just got so distracted in Texas, never meant to be gone for so long. You guys mean the world to me.”
Her eyes softened as she took in his words, almost as if she’d been dreaming of this moment. “Oh my god! I knew it, I knew it! I knew you still cared about us. Poki was convinced that we didn’t matter to you and that we should move on.. but I knew it. I mean, who in their right mind would ever throw away a whole group of girls that are in love with you?”
“I know, I know. I was stupid, I should never have left in the first place.”
“Yeah, no duh,” Lily replied, an adorable smile shining on her face. “I mean, look at me! I’m so cute and submissive and breedable.. why wouldn’t you want to be here, fucking me twenty-four seven?”
Josh nodded once more, completely in agreement. “I was an idiot.”
Her smirk grew. “Yes, you were, but you’re here now. And we have a lotttt of missed sex to make up for.”
Josh put Lily down on the ground, elated about how things were turning out. After the tumultuous events with Kyedae, he was prepared to go to war for Lily and Poki, but things were going much more smoothly than he anticipated.
He kissed her once more and then looked over to Michael. “Uh, what about him?”
Lily followed his gaze. “The vegetable?” she asked dismissively. “He’s in a stupid coma–no need to worry about him. That idiot can’t even figure out how to wake up.”
Josh was a little surprised at her mean comments. “Geez, you.. you seem a little mad at him?”
“Well, of course,” she replied as if her anger was obvious. She kicked his hospital bed to show her disdain. “I stabbed him one freaking time and he couldn’t handle it, had to overreact and ruin everything! He needed surgery and doctors and our fans are sad and won’t let me live my life. It’s a big freaking mess! He’s milking it, if you ask me.”
Josh’s emotional rollercoaster was going at full speed. A few hours prior, Kyedae had rejected him, then embraced him, just to reject him again. Then just a few minutes ago, he was racing to find Lily, hoping against all hope that he wasn’t too late to get her back. Then he felt relief, seeing that she was happy about his return, and now, his lust was on overdrive. Not just because of their kiss and the prospect of sex, but by Lily’s cruel attitude towards her comatose boyfriend as well.
“It’s hard to disagree with you,” Josh replied, deciding to feed into her aggressive and mean-spirited delusion. “If your boyfriend wasn’t such a pussy, none of this would’ve ever happened. I mean, what kind of a man gets stabbed once and goes into a fucking coma? Haha, it’s pathetic.”
A sinister smile crept onto Lily’s face. “It is pathetic. It’s so pathetic! Finally, someone who understands! Poki keeps trying to change my mind about this, no one deserves to get stabbed, blah blah blah. Complete nonsense. I wouldn’t have done it if he wasn’t being a complete loser.”
Josh shrugged in agreement. “He was freaking out over nothing. So what, you cheated on him, boo hoo. Losers get cheated on, it’s a fact of life.”
“Exactly!” Lily said, bouncing on her feet, clearly excited about being able to discuss her dark thoughts out loud. “He should’ve been happy that I didn’t immediately break up with him after seeing your.. your big cock, heh. Speaking of which, can I?” Lily’s smile remained as she dropped down to her knees, right next to the bed, tugging at Josh’s pants on the way down.
“Of course. Don’t even have to ask,” Josh replied, studying her eager stare. “You’ve missed this, haven’t you?”
Lily moaned in response, thinking about how many times she masturbated to this very situation. “You have no idea. I’ve.. I’ve been fantasizing about you nonstop.”
Josh pulled down his briefs, releasing his large ten-inch cock, erect and pulsing with anger. It smacked her cheek as it bounced from being set free.
She winced from the impact, biting her lip. Her eyes appeared startled, almost as if she hadn’t seen it before. “It’s.. it’s even bigger than I remember. Oh my godddd, this is going to be amazing, hehe. I’m so happy I could faint! Eeek!”
Josh grabbed the base of his cock and started slapping her face with it.
“It’s so heavy,” Lily moaned out, taking his punishing cock thwacks happily. “Thank you, thank you, thank you,” she added, kissing his cock with every word of appreciation. “I’m so happy that you came back to me.. I promise I’ll be the best slut ever. I’ll do whatever you want me to, I’ll never disobey you. Want me to stab Michael again? Done, easy, next. Next command, please.”
Josh moaned and chuckled at the same time as she began to take over, gripping his cock at the base with both hands, struggling to keep it upright. Her lips kissed at his massive cockhead, down the shaft, and then towards his balls, lapping at them with overzealous enthusiasm. Her tongue, warm and wet, lovingly soaked each of his orbs with her saliva, giving Josh incredible amounts of pleasure. One of her hands then shot downwards, under her skirt and into her panties, fingering her soaking wet cunt.
“Mmm!” she moaned, unable to hide her deep passion. “I love you so much. I love your big balls, I love your fat cock, I love your manly scent, I love how amazing and strong and alpha you are, god! I want to be on my knees for you every day,” Lily confessed, letting her emotions flow out, unfiltered. “Did you hear that, sweetheart?” she added, looking over to Michael and punching at his mattress before refocusing her attention on Josh. “Your girlfriend is now this man’s slut. He owns me, and he gets to fuck me every single day. Because he’s not a fucking pussy! He wouldn’t go into a stupid coma over one small little stab. He wouldn’t even get stabbed, because he knows how to defend himself! He’s strong, and you’re fucking weak!”
Lily finished her mean tirade and immediately began stuffing Josh’s cock down her throat, almost as if she was trying to emphasize the spite for her boyfriend and her slutty dedication to Josh. She grabbed at his thighs, pulling herself deeper, triggering her own gag reflex. His dick plunged into her throat, but was met with quick resistance. He was just too big to take all on the first go, but that didn’t deter her. If anything, Lily’s attempts to deepthroat him were reinvigorated, doubling her efforts as she slammed her head, bobbing wildly to take as much of his cock down her throat as possible, eyes watering, throat bulging.
“Ahhh, fuck. Good slut, good fucking slut,” he said, standing firm, letting her do all of the work. She was clearly on a mission, and that mission was to serve him, please him. He watched on as her head bobbed, disappearing more and more of his dick.
“Fuckkk, such a tight throat. Keep going, don’t give up, don’t you fucking dare give up,” Josh groaned. She was only able to get half of it in, then just over half, but no further. Her eyes strained, clearly with a concerted effort to deepthroat him. A minute passed and no progress was added, so he felt inclined to help. He clutched at her hair and pushed his cock forward, forcing his girth down her throat.
“There you go,” Josh praised as the inches slid in more easily. “Just needed a little help. Isn’t that right, slut?”
Lily smiled around his cock, giving him a thumbs up as she was nearly fully impaled. One more shove and he was balls deep, her nose firmly smothered by his pelvis. An unmatched sense of pride swelled inside her, complementing her swollen throat, bulging out to make space for Josh’s cock.
“Good girl. You look so fucking pretty like this, on your knees, serving me like the fucking slave that you are,” Josh said. He released his hold on her head, but she remained there, taking his cock fully, desperate to be obedient. She then reached up and massaged her ballooning throat, rapidly moving her hand up and down as if giving him a handjob. Josh chuckled in between the pleasure, her tight throat doing more than enough to satisfy him, but the added sensation of her throatjob was uniquely pleasing.
After a full minute like this, Lily finally retreated, coming up for air and letting out an exacerbated giggle, drunk on his cock. “Oh my god! Haha, that was amazinggg. I feel like such a whore.. such a whore for your cock, haha.” She caught her breath and then dove back in, throating his dick like it was her job. She bobbed her head until she could take him to the hilt once more, now being more used to his size, and she kept that routine going. For the next few minutes, she punished her own throat, deepthroating him relentlessly, almost from tip to balls with each bob, choking herself for his pleasure.
“Such a quick learner,” Josh complimented, head tilted back, stars shining in his closed eyes from the sensation. “When it comes to being a whore, you fucking kill it. Know exactly what to do, so smart, such a smart little slut.”
Lily heard the praise and quickly came up for air. “Guhhh, but.. but only when it comes to whore stuff, right? Smart only with whore stuff?”
Josh looked down, slightly surprised by her eagerness to be degraded, and he realized that he was being too nice. “Exactly.. only smart when it comes to being a whore. With everything else, you’re a stupid, silly girl. Too dumb to do anything right, but this.. this is where you shine. This is the one thing you’re good at.”
A grin beamed onto Lily’s face, bright and unwavering. She then tapped on her cheek with her pointer finger, clearly prompting for something. Josh was slightly confused, but only for a second. He nodded his understanding, reeled his hand back, and slapped her across the face, almost knocking her over as she let out a pained yelp.
She rubbed her quickly reddening cheek, sitting back up and smiling at her master once more. “Thank you,” she said softly. “Do.. do you want to fuck me now?”
A question that didn’t need a verbal answer. Josh leaned down and picked her up by the waist, bringing her to her feet. He then began to undress her, removing her shirt and bra with great speed. Her skirt and panties followed shortly after, forming a pile at their feet. Lily then took over, positioning herself on the bed, lying flat on her back over her boyfriend’s legs.
“You want to do it here?” Josh asked, almost too distracted by her jaw-dropping body to notice the circumstances. She was petite but supple in every place that mattered, breasts and butt jiggling with every movement.
Biting her lip and nodding simultaneously, she replied, “Yes, I do.. I really do.”
“On top of your boyfriend? Don’t get me wrong, I’m fucked in the head too, but this..”
Lily knew it was a lot. “Trust me, I know.. but I’ve been thinking about this a lot, heh. I mean, he’s.. he’s just been so useless lately! Lying there like a fucking dumbass, a worthless vegetable, not helping anyone, just wasting hospital resources! I mean, let’s just say he had died from this little.. accident, even that would have been better! He wouldn’t be taking up a hospital bed, taking up the doctor’s time.. it’s so frustrating! There’s no fucking justice in the world if losers like him are treated like they matter,” Lily ranted, breathless from her resentment. She then stared into Josh’s eyes, intense lust exuding from her gaze alone. Slowly, she spread her legs, revealing her naked pussy, sending Josh’s head into a frenzy. “But.. if we fuck on top of him, we’ll finally be giving him some use, being our bed. It’s perfect! We’ll be doing him a favor!”
A few seconds passed before Josh even moved, paralyzed by Lily’s overwhelming ability to evoke attraction. Something about the cruel way that she spoke, while conveying such innocence, such appeal with her perfectly pale body, her adorable face, her slender legs, her pretty little pussy, fucking glistening in the bright lights of the room, it was magnetic, it was an artpiece and she was the artist.
Stumbling out of his lust-induced stupor, Josh could’ve roared with desire, eyes glazed over from want. He approached her, stepping up, feet still planted on the ground as he grabbed her under the thighs and repositioned her. She became giddy, giggling as Josh moved her body, light as a feather.
“You went too far,” Josh said, voice serious and accusatory. “Got me all worked up. Now, I’m going to fucking ravage you until you see nothing but stars.”
Lily moaned, instinctually reacting to the idea, biting her lip with desire. Josh lined his cock up with her delicate cunt just as she responded. “Good thing we have a sturdy bed here,” she said, a sinister smirk on her face. “Fuck me until we break it.”
Josh needed no convincing. He pushed his hips forward, cock invading her tight pussy, moans from both participants filling the room. The warmth hit him immediately, as if his dick just waltzed into a full-blasted sauna. He continued forward, not wanting to hurt her, but not caring to be gentle either. Lily’s eyes rolled, head leaned back, as every inch of her cunt was filled, stretched to the brim, and then stretched further.
“You’re so fucking big, ahhh,” she moaned, pleasure beginning to take over her body movements. Her mind was going haywire, her toes curled, and her lip was doing this weird quivering thing, a first for her. Josh was shutting her body down, and then restarting it, reprogrammed with his big cock update.
“Take my fucking cock,” he groaned, the tempo of his thrusts increasing with every passing second, sending her head and body rocking, back and forth wildly. “That’s a good fucking bitch, fucking taking it like a pro, taking it like a good fucking whore!”
“YES! I’m a good whore!” she moaned out loud, eager to please her sexual partner. There was nothing she wouldn’t say, wouldn’t do, to please him.
“Dumb little bitch,” he barked. “Taking my cock like an obedient cunt. That’s what you’re fucking good at, taking cock, following orders! Fuck! Take this dick, bitch!”
“Yes, yes, yes!!! Give it to me, ahh! Fuck yes! FUCK YEAH, DADDY!” she moaned back as Josh’s cock pummeled her tight pussy without pause, without mercy. “Destroy me, daddy! Destroy me right on top of Michael’s stupid, lifeless body! Loud enough so he can hear! All the way in whatever useless place his mind is hiding in! Godddd! YES!”
Moans bounced off each wall, making the once-silent room seem like the set of a porn film, except Lily wasn’t faking her reactions. Having been dreaming about Josh’s cock daily since his departure, this was absolute bliss for her. She had been craving this very moment, these very sensations, and it was better than even her twisted mind could conjure up. Josh’s cock was bigger than in her dreams, he was rougher, more degrading, taller than she remembered, he manhandled her more, and feeded into her evil requests, too. Lily was on cloud nine.
“FUCK ME, YESSSS! Yes, yes, yes! God damn it, you’re so good, so good, SO.. FUCKING.. GOOD! NOT USELESS, NOT USELESS LIKE MY FUCKING FAGGOT BOYFRIEND IS, FUCKING BETA PUSSY BITCH, HE’S SO GODDAMN USELESS, AHHH!” Lily screamed out, on the verge of crying from the pleasure of Josh rearranging her guts. She shook her head, unable to process the indescribable pleasure pinballing inside of her. She closed her eyes, head still flailing wildly as she met her first climax. Her entire body shook with bliss, from her toes to her tits to her head, sending her mind onto a rocketship to planet YES, YES, YES. Her eyes rolled back into her head, mind completely blank.
Josh slowed his thrusts, letting Lily ride out her other-wordly orgasm, evident from her demeanor. He allowed himself a small chuckle, impressed at his own ability to distort her entire consciousness to such a degree. If a nun had walked in, lacking sexual experience, Josh was pretty sure he’d be able to convince her that this was an exorcism. Appreciating her glazed over look, Josh reached down to squeeze her boobs, sending more, smaller pangs of pleasure through her.
Eventually, she stopped shaking and opened her eyes, looking up at the man responsible for her euphoria.
“Hi,” she said softly, a weak smile on her face.
“Good morning,” he joked. “Thought you fell asleep for a second there.”
“Asleep?” Lily shot him a confused look. “During that? No, no way.. I couldn’t sleep through that! Not in a million years! I.. I think I blacked out from my orgasm, heh.”
Josh kept his cock buried inside of her, now beginning to resume his steady fucking. “Glad it wasn’t from boredom, haha.”
“Never!” Lily replied strongly, knowing that he was joking but still upset with herself allowing that thought to enter his mind. “I could do this all night and not fall asleep! And then all day tomorrow and all night again! I promise!”
Josh smirked as she did her best to stroke his ego, his thrusts still pounding away at her cunt, increasing speed. “I believe–ahhh, god, you’re tight–I believe you, haha.”
“No, no, you–fuck! Ahh.. fuck me! God! You don’t have to take my word for it!” she argued. “I’ll prove it!”
Josh looked into her eyes, confused. “You.. you want to fuck all night?”
Lily’s body rocked back and forth, biting her lip as she nodded fiercely. “All night. Right here, next to this loser. And all day tomorrow and then through the night again.”
Josh laughed in between his panting. “You’re kidding..”
Lily moaned out loud, partly distracted by the massive cock resizing her pussy. “FUCK! Gahhhh, ughhh! So big.. you’re so big! But.. but yeah, no.. I’m not kidding. I want to prove how much I love you.. your cock!” she said, quickly correcting herself, not wanting to appear insane. That ship had long sailed, though.
Josh shook his head, still in disbelief at her attractive personality. She was adorable, that much was undisputable.
But he also thought about the real ramifications. He still had to find Pokimane and Valkyrae, apologize to them, on his knees if it came to it.
“What about his nurses?” he finally asked. “Don’t they check in on him?”
Lily's head leaned back, still unable to fully process the incredible pleasure Josh’s cock was magically creating inside of her. “Yeah, I guess.. I guess so, but I know them! The nurse that usually comes in. She’s nice.. if she catches us, she’ll understand. We can explain it to her! I like cheating on him.. she’ll understand.. once she sees you, heh.. she’ll understand. Ahhh, fuck! So good! So damn good!”
Josh left the topic there and refocused on the sex. He was more than happy to fuck Lily until she was passed out from exhaustion, but there were other girls that demanded his attention, and being distracted is what got him in this mess to start with. He needed to remain focused, which still left plenty of room for fun, but his goals were the priority.
“Ah, hold on,” Lily requested, propping herself up on her elbows and surveying the bed below her. “His legs are starting to hurt, digging into my back.”
“Oh, shit,” Josh replied, withdrawing his cock from her pussy. “My bad, didn’t know you were not comfortable.”
“No, don’t worry, it’s not you,” Lily said, shaking her head as she got up on all fours. “It’s this loser, can’t even be a decent bed! God, how can you possibly be this useless, Michael?” She then crawled up the bed, closer to her boyfriend’s face. Without warning, she slapped him across the cheek, not holding any strength back. She then looked towards Josh for his reaction with a small but noticeable grin. Josh’s brows were raised, surprised at her daring behavior. She continued, “I.. I do this sometimes, when he’s being annoying.”
“When he’s annoying?” Josh couldn’t help but laugh. “He’s unconscious, Lily. What could he possibly be doing to annoy you?”
“Everything!” Lily replied defensively. “Everything he does and doesn’t do is annoying. Being useless,” she began, starting to list off her grievances, each one followed by a slap to his cheek.
“Being stupid.” SLAP
“Wasting my time.” SLAP
“Being a pussy.” SLAP
“Being dumb.” SLAP
“Uhm.. being dumb again.” SLAP
She looked over to Josh, hand stinging slightly but satisfied with her boyfriend’s punishments. He just shook his head and laughed, truly surprised at how her dynamic had changed. When he first met Lily, she was in love with Michael, adoration unquestionable and loyal to a fault, and now.. now she seemingly hated him. Or loved him, but in a dark, twisted way?
“Whatever,” Josh said, chuckling. “I just want to keep fucking you.”
“Oh, you will. You’ll get to fuck me as muchhhh as you want, heh,” Lily confirmed, looking across the room. “And this loser here will just have to let it happen, like the cuck that he is.” Her gaze focused on the big window on the adjacent wall, tilting her head as if she was deep in thought. A few seconds later, she hesitantly asked, “Do you think you could help me get that window open? So we can throw him out?”
Even by her standards, it was an extreme request. Josh shook his head in bewilderment, as if he had heard her incorrectly. “Uhh, what? I don’t.. I don’t know if that’s the best idea, Lily..”
She immediately pouted, hoping for a yes but knowing that it was a longshot. “Hmphf.. fine! We’ll save that for another day,” she conceded, refocusing on Michael and reaching over to the right side of the bed, where the side guard was located. She pressed a button and brought it down before reaching up to grasp at the tubes attached to his head and nose, aiding with his oxygen intake and regulating his vitals. With one rapid tug, she pulled them all out and threw them aside. Standing up quickly, she tugged at his opposing arm and rolled him over, watching stone-faced as Michael tumbled to the hard ground.
Lily then jumped onto the bed, smoothing out the blankets and looking up at Josh with an adorable smile. “All set,” she announced, eager and bubbly as if everything she just did was completely normal.
Josh was, again, turned on by her twisted behavior, but there were a few concerns that prevented him from pouncing on the streamer. “Uh, is he going to be.. the tubes?”
“He’s fine,” Lily responded, blunt and dismissive. “Would be better for everyone if he wasn’t, but he’s fine. I’ve.. I’ve done this before, heh.”
“Oh, really? You have?” Josh asked, her seductive body doing wonders to diminish his concerns. Her perky tits were still staring back at him, her pussy as inviting as ever, all begging for attention. He began climbing onto the bed, pressing his body against hers.
Lily moaned as they embraced for a kiss. “Just a little bit of experimenting.. hehe. For science!”
“Mhm, for science,” Josh responded, fully focused on their kiss now. They chuckled as their lips smacked together, breathing into each other’s open mouths. Their chemistry was simply undeniable. In the past, Lily had experience with other boys, but it was always hesitant, nerve-wracking, awkward! With Josh, they could do anything, they could finish a marathon of sex, they could embrace after a humiliating afternoon of her leashed and on her knees, they could beat her boyfriend into a bloody pulp, it didn’t matter. It would always end with them kissing passionately, laughter serving as the only interruption.
The two lovers made out for a few minutes before Josh spun her around, aggressively positioning her onto her hands and knees.
“Mmm!” Lily moaned at the rough treatment. “You going to fuck me from behind, daddy?”
“You’re damn right I am,” Josh replied, aiming his cock at her tight entrance. He wasted no time, pushing forward, feeling her fleshy cunt envelop his cock impatiently. Her pussy was hungry, desperate for his cock.
“Ahhh, fuckkkk,” she moaned out loud, feeling the stretch his dick forced onto her yet again. “So good! Fuck, so good, so big.. yes, daddy, just like that..”
Josh let her grow accustomed to his size with a few thrusts before his punishing fuck began. Grabbing a fistful of her hair, he pulled her head back and used that as leverage to propel his motion forward, pounding her tight cunt with a brutal relentlessness.
“Tight fucking bitch,” Josh barked out. “I’m going to destroy this fucking cunt. Claim it as mine, fuck! Take it! You belong to me from now on.”
“Yes, sir! Yes! Anything you want, you can have! You can have it all!” Lily moaned out. “I’m yours! All of me! Every single hole, every single hair on my stupid head, it all belongs to you! Fuckkkk! YES, GOD! YES! I’m so happy that things turned out this way.. fuck! So happy that you won! So happy that stupid fucking cuck is braindead! On the ground, where he belongs! Fuckkk! YES!”
She began to give a whole new twisted meaning to the term ‘dirty talk’, and Josh loved it. He loved being praised, he loved being dominant, and he loved when a chick knew her place. Her own degradation spurred him on, energizing his barbaric fucking to a degree previously unmatched.
“Ahhh, fuck! Master, you’re so.. rough!” Lily yelled out, petite body jolting with every quaking thrust. “Fuckkk! FUCK! God, yes.. oh, yes, yes, yes.. please, fuck me! Fuck me like you hate me! Fuck me like I don’t matter! Fuck me like I’m a worthless, stupid, silly bitch! GOD, YESSS! YES, YES, YESSS!”
Her moans echoed across the room, leaking into the neighbors, unbeknownst to them. Even if the two lovers were aware, though, they wouldn’t have cared, they wouldn’t have stopped. The pleasure they passionately thrust upon each other over the next several minutes was too euphoric, too exhilarating to take for granted. Nothing could possibly disrupt them from the earth-shattering, body-quivering, mind-blowing orgasms they were about to experience at any moment–
BOOM
Out of nowhere, the door to their room slammed opened with a loud thud.
It was Pokimane.
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All three pairs of eyes in the room shot open, meeting one another’s gazes. Those quick head turns were the only movements that could be spotted for several seconds. Josh’s hips were no longer thrusting, Lily wasn’t moaning her lungs out, and the bed wasn’t squeaking beyond its means. It was as if someone had hit pause on a porn video–one second loud enough for a noise complaint and the next, silence.
After a few moments, the ever-hopeful Josh finally spoke up, mustering up a half-grin. “Hey, Poki.. want to tag in here? I bet Lily could use a break–”
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Poki blurted out, interrupting him and immediately shutting down the ridiculous idea, anger evident on her face.
Josh noticed the way her whole body jiggled with her violent hand gestures, tits bouncing ever so slightly in her crop top, thick thighs shaking in her tight black yoga pants. But ultimately, he sighed and leaned his head back, knowing that the fun was over. He withdrew his glistening cock from Lily’s pussy, sending shivers through her body as the once-full feeling abandoned her completely. She buried her head in the covers, biting them as her lower half quivered. The sensation quickly dissipated as she moved to cover herself with the bed sheets, suddenly a little embarrassed at having given into Josh so easily.
Poki slammed the door closed and marched further into the room to spot Michael on the ground, who was dropped like an afterthought. She gestured towards him and repeated, “Are you fucking kidding me?”
Lily bit her lip, shame multiplying by the second. “I was.. I was going to help him! After we finished..”
“Damn it, Lily! I thought I told you not to hurt him while I was gone,” Poki berated, hands resting on her wide-set hips, clearly disappointed but more so angry about Josh’s presence.
She looked back sheepishly, hiding half of her face with the bed sheets. “No, you said not to stab him, and I didn’t! I thought about it, but I didn’t! He is completely unstabbed. Not.. not counting the first stab, of course..”
Poki walked up to her and stuck her hand out. “Give me your knives. All of them.”
Looking back at her in shock, Lily shook her head and tried to throw her off. “Knives? Why.. why would I ever bring any knives to a hosp–”
“KNIVES. NOW.”
Letting her shoulders drop, Lily growled and pointed at her shorts on the floor.
Poki inspected them and retrieved a pink pocket knife from one of the pockets. “You’ll get this back after we leave,” she said, safely tucking away the potential weapon in her purse. She then took in the whole scene again and groaned with frustration, closing her eyes and rubbing her right temple. “Put your damn clothes on and help him,” she demanded, looking at Josh and reiterating her command. “You too! You might not care if he ends up dead, but he’s been our friend for years. He actually sticks around during the ups and the downs, so fucking help him.”
The naked pair had no argument, moving to dress themselves and help Michael back into the bed. Just as they were tucking him in, Lily drew Josh’s attention with her eyes and stared at him for a moment, prompting him to pay close attention to her next move. She grabbed a pillow, clearly the one they had used to position Lily more comfortably during the sex, as it had a giant wet spot on it. She then tucked it directly underneath Michael’s head, a small gesture of humiliation, while grinning mischievously, away from Poki’s hawk-like gaze.
Josh did his best to conceal his cruel amusement before their attention was once again turned to the ice queen. Despite the awkward circumstances, he couldn’t help but lust over her, eyes tracing Poki’s curvy figure. The interrupted sex and dying erection in his pants probably had something to do with it. Or perhaps it was the fact that she had the best ass among all the other streamers in the industry. She was the reason “thicc” became a popularized term, spammed in chats and comment sections of derrière-gifted women everywhere. Josh truly hoped that he would be able to convince her that he was a changed man.
But before anyone could speak, a pager that Poki was carrying started beeping. She looked down at it, startled for a moment, and then looked at Lily.
“Catch,” she said, tossing the pager to the unexpecting and well-fucked girl.
Lily screamed out as her clumsy hands moved to catch the small electronic device, bumping it higher into the air after miscalculating her grasp on the first, second, and third attempt. Finally, she managed to secure it against her body.
“Got it..” she said, embarrassed at her poor hand-eye coordination. “What’s this for?”
Poki, still angry but slightly amused at her friend’s panic, responded with, “It’s the cafeteria letting us know our food is ready. Go get it, you slut.”
“Me?” Lily asked in surprise.
“Yes, you,” Poki confirmed.
“But my hair’s a mess and.. and..”
“I don’t care what you look like! I’m not leaving you alone with him for even a second longer since, apparently, you don’t know how to keep your goddamn legs closed.”
“Hey!” Lily cried out defensively. “We.. we were all sluts for him at some point!”
Poki stared her down. “Yeah, emphasis on the ‘at some point’, meaning not right now. Just.. go get the food before I get more pissed off.”
Lily looked back sheepishly as she conceded. “Good luck,” she whispered towards Josh before bowing her head and scampering out of the room, leaving him and Poki alone.
There were a few moments of silence before Josh spoke up. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I didn’t think you would get this mad about me showing up.”
Poki’s face was unreadable. She was clearly struggling with something. It was as if she didn’t want to be mad at him, but she knew she should be, had to be.
“It’s not that you showed up..” she said, voice trailing off, insinuating that the real problem was the sex that she walked in on.
“Oh,” Josh said. “Yeah, I didn’t plan on that happening either. I just wanted to apologize, make sure she didn’t hate me.”
Poki rolled her eyes, skeptical of his intentions. “Sure, sure.. the guy who’s trying to fuck every streamer didn’t want to fuck a hot streamer.”
Josh rolled his head back, expecting some leniency but receiving none. “C’mon.. of course I wanted to fuck her,” he replied honestly. “But I didn’t even have that in mind when I first got here. I wanted to explain myself, apologize for being an asshole, and she.. just kind of jumped me. I wasn’t about to say no.”
Given how Lily was just confessing her recent fantasies regarding the arrogant hunk, she knew he was likely telling the truth. “Yeah, I guess that does sound like her..”
A silent sigh of relief escaped Josh, finally having found something that Poki didn’t immediately shut down. “What about you?” he asked cautiously. “Guessing you didn’t miss me as much as she did?”
Rolling her eyes, Poki looked at him with tired amusement, but then her face changed. Memories flashed across her mind and the reaction was painted plainly across every one of her distinct features.
It was clear as day. She was hurt. Her face softened, eyes reddening and narrow, and her lip quivered ever so slightly as if she was about to cry, but no tears fell. After several seconds, she spoke up. “You lied,” she said, both words carrying enough weight to kill a man.
At first, Josh was clueless. “Lied? No, no, I swear. I came here to apologize–”
“Not.. not about that..”
Josh shook his head in confusion. “Then?”
“You lied about everything else!” Poki lashed out, hands balled into fists at her side. “You told me you were going to turn me into your.. your whore! Your dumb bimbo sex slave or whatever.. and that I’d never have to make any decisions ever again because I was too stupid to even be making those decisions in the first place! You fed me this big lie like you were going to solve all my problems, and that all I’d have to worry about is making sure your balls were empty, and I was happy! I was so happy about that. I was going to be your perfect little housewife, all obedient and submissive, and I was going to help you get all the girls you wanted, and then you went away! You ditched me and.. and everything went to shit. Everyone started hating me because of some old clip and they were trying to cancel me, saying super mean things about me.. it was miserable!”
The words hit Josh like a ton of bricks. “Jesus, I’m sorry, Poki.. I-I didn’t know..”
“Just hug me, you idiot,” she said, embracing Josh and burying her face into his chest. It felt incredible to be consoled after the deeply emotional outburst. With Josh’s strong arms wrapped around her, holding her, guarding her, the world’s problems melted away and nothing else mattered. It all felt so trivial. What could online trolls do to her when she was happily in the arms of her protector? She could be as helpless and carefree as she wanted to be, and nothing bad would happen.
But of course, that protector had proven to be unreliable. He could leave tomorrow and she’d be defenseless once again, susceptible to all the harms that the world wanted to bring her.
These thoughts prompted Poki to push him away and collect herself. “Don’t.. don’t ever hug me again.”
Josh was, of course, confused. “Oh.. you’re the one who hugged me..”
“Here we go! Another lie! Lie after lie after lie,” she replied, shaking her head in disappointment. “You just can’t stop lying, can you? It’s like your brain is programmed to spit out lies constantly. Is it because you’re a man or is this just a you thing?”
“Poki..”
“Whatever!” she yelled, knowing she was sending mixed signals that made no sense, but her feelings reflected that confusion and her feelings were valid.
“Listen.. I get it, I do.. shit went sideways and I wasn’t there for you, but I’m here now,” Josh said calmly, reaching out to hold her shoulders, almost possessively. “I’m here to stay, okay? I won’t leave again, I promise.”
She wanted to believe it, she really did, but she simply couldn’t. “You can’t make that promise, Josh. You know you can’t.”
“Sure I can,” he replied confidently. “I’ve seen what it’s like to lose you, how it feels.. I don’t want that. I don’t want to feel that ever again.”
Poki’s heart jumped at the admission. It wasn’t easy for Josh to reveal his emotions, so his statement was powerful, but she still hesitated before replying. “But what you do want is.. more powerful. You want every girl. Every streamer, on their knees in front of you, right?”
Josh’s mouth was open, ready to continue his convincing tirade about how he’d never leave, never abandon her again, but this was a curveball he didn’t expect. “I mean, that’s.. that’s the end goal, I guess. I’d settle for.. a handful of girls, I think..”
Poki shook her head, as if he’d confirmed her suspicions. “And you don’t think one of those new girls is going to drag you away to god knows where for god knows how long? What if you suddenly have an urge to go after, I don’t know.. Cinna? She’s got huge tits, and they’d probably.. they’d probably look amazing drenched in your cum. I mean, can you imagine? You’re the only guy that blows a big enough load to cover them! But she’s in Texas too, just like Emiru. What if, after you’re done with Cinna, you spend some time with Emi, and then maybe you go after Bonnie? And then, uh.. Maya? Texas has a ton of hot girls! You’ll run off and we’ll be left behind, all ditzy and stupid here in LA, just like you want us, but with no one to protect us.”
Josh took some time to digest what she was saying before replying. “We can do it more carefully next time. I’ll never be gone for more than a few days and, and.. we can hire security guards to be outside–”
“You don’t even get what I mean!” Poki interrupted. “I’m not talking about security guards–we’re rich, Josh! We can hire security and we have locked gates and cameras and all of that. I’m talking about you being here for us–you, Josh, being here emotionally and mentally and physically. When.. when people were posting mean things online, I needed you here.. to cuddle with me. I worked on my new merch with OfflineTV for over a year, and I was so excited for the launch. I needed you here to support me and tell me how proud you were of me. And then, when it all went to shit and I had to cancel the launch, I needed you here to hold me, so I didn’t have to cry myself to sleep, alone! That’s what I mean by you being here!”
Yet another heavy dose of reality for Josh, forcing him to hesitate in his response. He began to realize how in over his head he was. These women led such complicated lives, and he just wasn’t doing enough.
“Fuck,” he said. “I’m sorry, Poki. I know.. I know I haven’t been as present as I should be, but I’m learning too. This is all new to me. It might come as a surprise, but this is the first time I’ve done this. I’ve never had a.. a harem before.”
Rolling her eyes and showing a hint of a smile, Poki replied, “Oh trust me, I can tell. You totally suck at this.”
“Yeah, you keep reminding me of that.”
“I mean, we’re just a bunch of dumb silly girls. How hard can we possibly be to own and control?”
Josh sighed deeply. “Hah.. a lot harder than you’d think.”
Pokimane laughed and the following silence changed the mood. Her face grew serious as the jokes were set aside. “I.. I loved you once, Josh. I think I did, anyway, but I don’t anymore–I just don’t. I feel like I don’t even really know.. you, who you really are. And still, I let you hurt me. More than I should’ve, and that’s so scary. Too scary to even think about.. continuing this..”
Her words cut deep. They were decisive, final, as if leaving no room for doubt, no room for negotiation.
Josh nodded, accepting her decision. “I get it, Poki. I fucked up and I’m paying the price for it.”
Poki nodded back. “And.. I know you’re not going to like this, but.. I have to do what’s best for Lily as well. She’s my best friend, so I’m.. I’m not going to let her talk to you. If I tell her not to, really tell her and not just joke about it, she will listen to me.”
This was completely unexpected. He was relieved when Lily had finally accepted his apology, especially after Kyedae had rejected him and the thought of everyone turning on him crept deeper into his mind, but now, it seemed to be coming true. He would be without Kyedae, Pokimane, and Lily.
And Josh knew that he couldn’t fight her on this. He wanted Poki to be his eventually, down the road when all the dust from his fuck-up settled. To accomplish that, he needed to prove that he was a changed man, who cared about her well-being just as much as he cared about fucking her.
“If you think that’s what’s best for her,” Josh began to say, “then okay. I’ll stay away.”
Poki looked confused at first, evidently expecting more of an argument. “Oh, okay.. great. Thank you for that.”
“Are you okay with me.. still trying to talk to Valkyrae? And others?”
Poki shrugged. “I can’t control everyone, and Rae is a responsible person. She can make her own choices. Lily is just too naive and.. fucked in the head, honestly. I have to watch out for her, but anyone else you choose to talk to is up to you.”
Josh nodded and that was it. They shared a final glance towards each other before he exited the room unceremoniously.
In the hallway, not even twenty feet from the door, he bumped into Lily, who was holding two to-go boxes of food. Her face immediately lit up in a big smile, but it was not reciprocated. Josh shot a quick look towards Michael’s room before leaning in to kiss Lily. She kissed him back, the food awkwardly keeping their bodies apart, and he held her for a second, appreciating her tender lips, her faint perfume, and the soft and gentle moan that she let escape. He would miss her, that much was guaranteed, and even though he was already ignoring Poki’s request to stay away from her, the moment was too special to not take advantage of.
A moment later, he broke away from Lily and walked off without a word.
“Hey! Wait, where are you going? Josh!” she called out to him with her squeaky voice, to no avail. She wanted to chase him down, to continue their kiss and more, but the food in her hands blocked that immediate urge. Instead, she ran to Michael’s room to set it down, not knowing that Poki would be waiting for her with awful news.
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Stewing in his own anger, Josh stood near the curb outside the hospital, waiting for his Uber to arrive. The app notified him that his ride was still twelve minutes away–twelve fucking minutes! He knew LA traffic was bad, but this was just ridiculous, especially under these circumstances. He had just been served a heaping plate of humble pie, that somehow tasted bitter despite being a dessert, and now he’d have to wait nearly a quarter of an hour to be able to leave.
He couldn’t even march away from his rejection. He was forced to stand there and wait in humiliating fashion.
“Fuck!” Josh shouted out with no one to hear him. The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to laugh–an unusual reaction to all of the frustration that had been building up.
So much had gone wrong in such little time. Everything seemed like it was going well with Kyedae, and even her little ******. They were two streamers that he would have absolutely loved to continue using and abusing. Keeping them wrapped around his finger so that he could fuck them unconscious every day and night, cumming all over their beautiful features and then pissing on them to mark his territory.. it was any straight man’s dream. Kyedae had even begun to show how evil she could be as a cheater, with her sleeping pills and fascination of feeding her fiance his cum. Josh wanted nothing more than to continue exploring that side of her. Of course, that entire adventure was yanked from his grasp before he could even blink.
Then the same thing happened with Lily. He was buried in her cunt, fucking the daylights out of her, when that adorably evil girl was stolen from her as well. Endless possibilities of twisted fun just evaporating into thin air, all to please Poki.
It would be worth it in the end, if things turned out his way and the sluts that were loyal to him once before came crawling back, but that moment felt like it was years away. Even the possibility of it happening sooner rather than later didn’t help ease his current anger.
As Josh’s inner turmoil continued spiraling out of control, an ambulance zoomed past him with its sirens blaring. It promptly slammed its brakes on the other side of the hospital and out came the paramedics, helping a small kid out of the back and onto a gurney, which was then quickly rushed into the hospital through the emergency entrance.
The moment was over as quickly as it had begun, and it made Josh feel ungrateful. Yes, he was getting blue-balled left and right, but things could always be worse. He had his health, and that was more than he could say for that kid.
With a now calmer mind, Josh began to take a quick assessment of his situation. The sun was beginning to set, and he had nowhere to go. Kyedae, Poki, and Lily were no longer available to him. Emiru was still in Texas, and he had no intention of talking to her any time soon. Valkyrae was his last option now. Not that she was ever a last option, of course. Many would even pick her first in that same lineup, but this was simply the way his cards had been dealt, and now Josh had to pursue the option that had shown the absolute least amount of interest in him.
First things first, he had to locate her. His Uber ride was currently set to pick him up and take him back to the house with all the roomies, the place where it all started, but there was nothing to guarantee that she was there. Josh quickly checked her Twitch channel, and she wasn’t live. A quick sigh escaped his mouth. It could never be that easy, could it?
He then checked Valkyrae’s instagram to see if she had posted a recent story, and no luck there either. There was one story, but it was posted four hours prior, and it wasn’t helpful. It was an outdoorsy pic, sloppily taken, of some trees and a sidewalk with a romantic song synced up. Near the bottom, almost out of frame were her hands.. no. Two hands, different hands, one clearly bigger than the other.. holding each other–
Josh could feel the neurons in his brain fire off. This was a photo of her on a romantic walk with someone! “Fucking fuck,” he shouted out to himself as his heart began to beat faster. Perhaps his dreams had carried more weight than even he realized, and he was a fool for not listening to them. Had he gone after Valkyrae first, he might’ve been able to stop that romantic walk from ever happening.
But then he wouldn’t have been able to say good-bye to Kyedae..
Fuck! It was all a mess, and this photo from Rae was making things so much worse.
Josh took a deep breath and collected himself. There was still time to salvage things, and if anyone could come back from this mess he’d made, it was him. He was the one that managed to reduce all of these famous streamers to pathetic, cum-hungry slaves. Then he remembered.. he wasn’t some parasocial fan. He didn’t have to check Rae’s instagram or Twitch. He had her number.
Whether she’d respond was an entirely different matter, but it was worth a try:
[Josh to Valkyrae]
hey rae, i was hoping we could meet up later tonight
lmk if you’re free
its important
Of course, there wasn’t an immediate response, but Valkyrae was a busy woman so that could’ve meant a million different things. It didn’t mean that she didn’t want to talk, surely. Given that Josh didn’t really have any other way to find out where she was, he’d have to remain patient. He couldn’t ask Poki for help with this–it would just seem pathetic, desperate, running back to her after being rejected. He promised to stay away from Lily, and Kyedae was on a plane by now, probably cuddled up next to Tyson or sleeping on his shoulder. Josh grimaced at the thought, but that was the reality. His girls were moving on.
To make things worse, he checked another important detail about his current situation–his remaining money. Josh confirmed that there was only $62 left in his checking account. It was a humiliating fact, especially because he was chasing millionaires. A broke boy chasing Pokimane. Maybe, just maybe, if things had worked out with Emiru and they had started wiring over her money sooner..
No–he couldn’t keep dwelling on the past. He still had other options, and that’s where his focused needed to be. He did still have the credit card that Rae had kindly handed over to him, willingly and definitely not by force, before he ever left LA.
Though, using it was almost like thrusting a stick into the wheel of his moving bicycle. It’d only serve to sabotage his efforts to get Valkyrae back. Admittedly, he had used it once recently, to cover the cost of his flight from Austin to Los Angeles, but that was an emergency–a necessary expenditure that sprung up unexpectedly. She would have totally understood if an alert pinged her phone regarding the transaction.. right?
Noticing how hard he was coping, Josh chuckled to himself. His situation grew more dire with every passing second, with every rational thought, and he knew it. He looked down at his phone–still no response from Rae.
With all hope dashed, Josh stood there on the curb, resoundingly humbled. Moments passed and all he could think about was how this might have all been a mistake. Coming to California, leaving everything behind, risking it all. He had some fun, but there had been trouble as well. He was lucky to have escaped that close encounter with the cops from Michael’s stabbing, and he’d need further luck to avoid any charges from his time in Austin. With Emiru no longer on his side, who’s to say she and Mizkif wouldn’t team up and go to the cops for that assault? It all just seemed like a giant headache now that he had no one on his side. Maybe he would’ve just been better off sitting at home, watching his streamers in peace–
Suddenly, a loud rustling sound behind him interrupted his thoughts of regret, and he turned, startled and with his hands raised. The bushes moved more and more, prompting Josh to clench his hands into fists.
“Owww! Fuck!” a voice sounded out from the shrubbery, feminine and squeaky, disarming Josh’s hostile defense.
A girl emerged a moment later–Lily!
“What the hell are you doing?” Josh asked, perplexed as could be.
Lily’s arms and legs were covered in scratches and her pink hair was a mess. “Me? What am I doing?!” she asked, emphasizing his ridiculous question as she stood and straightened out her clothes. “What are you doing?! Leaving without even saying bye! Only someone that wants to get stabbed does that!”
Josh shrugged and looked at his phone, seeing that his Uber was only five minutes away. “Take it up with Poki.”
“Oh, trust me, I did!”
“And?”
“And.. she won,” Lily drooped her shoulders low, clearly dejected. “But I managed to sneak out through one of the bathroom windows. The ice queen is standing guard outside the door, waiting for me to finish going potty.”
Josh was stunned for a second. “Jesus, that’s kind of crazy–uh.. wait, weren’t we on the second floor?”
Lily looked back at him with an hesitant smile, hands behind her back as she raised and lowered her body on her tippy toes. “Yeah.. the bushes over there are actually really, really soft. Almost like a mattress, so it was fine!”
Josh was speechless for a few seconds. “You jumped out of a second story window? Just to come find me?”
Lily bit her lip and curled the end of her lip upwards, suddenly shy about her reckless behavior. “Uh.. no! You wish! I just reallyyyyy wanted to go for a walk and you.. you just happened to be here..”
Josh laughed. “I don’t know why I even get surprised by you any more. You’re completely insane.”
“Oh, I’m insane? You’re the one letting Poki boss you around and tell you what to do! That’s what’s insane! I mean, isn’t it supposed to be the exact opposite? Aren’t you supposed to be this big tough guy, slapping and fucking her silly any time she talks out of turn? What happened to that?”
Josh shook his head and looked off to the side. “It’s not that simple anymore, Lily.”
“Yes,” she immediately replied. “It is! She’s a dumb streamer with three holes that are yours to destroy any time you want. That was the whole deal! That was everyone’s deal! I mean, I’m surprised you even let her talk back there. You should’ve just.. just..”
“What? Forced my cock in her mouth and ****d her?”
Lily stumbled over her words. “I mean, no.. not, it’s consensual non-consent, you know? It’s a gray area. She would’ve liked it–loved it, eventually.”
“I’m trying to do it the right way,” Josh replied. “Which means, I have to respect her rules about staying away from you.”
Lily groaned out in frustration, stomping on the ground for emphasis. “Aghhhh! I hate this. I want to be on my knees choking on your cock right now, and you’re saying no?!”
“Poki is saying no,” he replied, reaching out to embrace her in a hug. She buried her face in Josh’s strong chest, holding him tight enough to prevent escape, if that’s what he opted for. They stayed like that for a while before Josh reached down and squeezed her ass, unable to resist the allure of her body.
“Mmm,” she moaned, smiling against his pecs. Her legs separated slightly as she rubbed her mound against his leg. “You want me, master.. you need me and you know it! You can’t resist me, regardless of what Poki says..”
Josh’s eyes shot open at the mention of Poki. He broke the hug and held her at arm’s length, a hand on each shoulder. “You’re right, Lily. I do need you, but not for that. I need your help.”
Lily pouted, dropping her brows and cocking them angrily. “And why should I help you? You’re not going to fuck me since I’m apparently the most disgusting human on Earth, so I don’t see a reason to help, honestly.”
Josh rolled his eyes and smiled. “You don’t want to help me? You don’t want to be a good girl and help your master out one last time?”
Lily’s stern face quickly lost all its bluster, softening at the mention of potential praise. “Uh.. well, I guess I could help.. if you really need it..”
Crumbling under the pressure, she went ahead with assisting Josh in finding out where Valkyrae was, texting her and receiving an immediate response.
Lily: hey rae!! wanna come on my stream in a little bit?
assuming you’re home, i didn’t check
Valkyrae: awh i’m sorry! im not home
actually on a date rn ;)
probably won’t be home until late
Lily: oh my GOD!!! that is so cute
hope he took you somewhere fancy
Valkyrae: oh he did
its that cicada lounge that just opened up
girl i do not belong here it is TOO fancy
Lily shrugged nonchalantly and tossed Josh her phone. “Boom, there you go. That’s what you were having trouble with?”
Josh was almost speechless as he read the texts, having given her the task less than a minute ago. “No fucking way..”
“Did she even respond to you?” Lily asked mockingly. Silence followed, and Lily giggled to herself. “You’re losing your touch, Josh. You’re old news.”
Following a dissatisfied grunt, Josh replied, “Yeah, yeah, whatever. I still have you here, don’t I? Jumping out of a goddamn building for me.”
“Hehe, I guessss that’s fair. There might be hope for you yet.”
“Ah, here it is,” Josh confirmed after googling the location. “Fucking.. Cicada Restaurant & Lounge. Sounds bougie as fuck.”
Lily nodded. “Oh, it is. This guy she’s on a date with really knows what he’s doing.” She noticed Josh grimace at the thought, so she added, “But you’re probably still hotter than him. Listen, you don’t need all of that fancy bullshit. All you need to do is walk up to her table, whip your dick out, and plop it down right there in front of her. She’ll forget all about her date after that!”
The idea made Josh chuckle. “Hah, you know.. there was a time when it was that easy,” Josh replied, reminiscing about his early conquests. “But not anymore. She might actually hate me. I haven’t talked to her in weeks.”
Lily rolled her eyes, almost annoyed that the confident man was lacking confidence now. “If you go over there with that attitude, you’re going to fumble this whole thing. You have to take what you want! Just like you took me, right under Michael’s nose. You saw a happy relationship and you fucking stole me. I.. I still dream about that night, heh. It was the hottest thing ever. That’s the Josh that you need to be!”
Knowing that she was right, knowing that he was capable of so much, Josh nodded assertively. “You’re right, Lily. You’re so fucking right.”
“Damn right I am!” she said, an evil twinkle in her eye. “And if that doesn’t work, I can always tag along. I’ll sneak up behind her date and stab him in the back while you **** her.”
Josh paused for a moment as he watched Lily smile mischievously. “Jesus.. you’d really let that happen? You’d just stand there and watch as your friend got ****d?”
Thinking about it for a moment, Lily shook her head and replied, “Well, no–I wouldn’t just watch.. I’d be helping tie up her hands and her legs. Oh, and I’d tape her mouth shut, distract anyone that walks by.. that kinda stuff. Did we bring tape? Maybe we should stop by the hardware store to get some heavy duty tape and some strong rope and–oh! Do you want her awake or passed out? Hearing her struggle might be kinda hot..”
Lily’s wicked rambling left Josh speechless, and he felt bad for having a slight erection, mostly from Lily speaking so crudely. “Uh.. you know, maybe we’ll just keep that plan in our back pocket, in case things go south.”
Rolling her eyes, she replied, “Ugh. You’re no fun.”
“Lily.. you can’t just do whatever your fucked up brain thinks of without second guessing it. Your boyfriend is in a coma because of that.”
“And?” she replied, inching closer to Josh, putting one hand on his chest and the other on his crotch. “It’s so much more fun this way.. him being a useless fucking vegetable. We can have all the fun in the world, right in front of him, on top of him even, and he can’t do a thing about it. He’s like my little.. torture experiment, hehe. Sometimes I visit him when Poki isn’t there and.. we have a lot of fun. It’s great!”
Lily was short, over a foot shorter than Josh, but that didn’t hinder her presence at all. It was still demanding, intimating. She whispered her evil thoughts, rubbing Josh’s hardening cock through his pants, smiling up at him with a look that was soaked in lust.
“Don’t you think it’d be hot to do it again? To this guy Valkyrae is on a date with?” she asked, slow and with poise. “He’s trying to take her away from you. She’s yours, Josh! Valkyrae belongs to you. She’s your property, your whore.. and this guy is giving her enough attention to make her forget that. He needs to pay. He needs to suffer–”
“Fuck,” Josh blurted out, stepping back and pausing Lily’s twisted seduction. “Listen, Lily.. you’re right. She is mine, and I’m going to get her back, but the rest of it.. it’s too messy. I can’t risk getting in trouble with the police and losing you all for good. And I don’t want you to get in trouble either. I’m going to do this the right way, which means going to Rae without any bullshit and eventually, going through Poki to get back to you.”
“Ughhh! Fine! Let’s just not have any fun and be boring pussies forever!” Lily grumbled. Josh gave her a stoic stare, and she resigned her protests, trying her hardest to see some reason. “I guess you’re probablyyy right. Whatever.”
“Not probably. This is the way it has to be done, and you have no fucking say in the matter. Got it, slut?”
Lily’s eyes shifted up and met Josh’s immediately, a grin forming on her face just as his Uber was arriving behind them. “Mmm, yes sir. You know better than me, of course. I’m just a dumb stupid murderer.”
Josh nodded condescendingly, “Not sure about the murderer part, but the rest is spot on. You’re too naive to be making any decisions on your own. That’s why I’m going to get you back, along with everyone else.”
“And then you’ll go back to telling us what to do all the time?”
“Yup, you and the rest of the girls.”
“Mmm,” she moaned. “I can’t wait, master. You better punish Poki extra hard for being such a stuck-up bitch.”
“Oh, I will,” he replied, his mind flashing with all the things he was going to do to her. “She’s going to get what’s coming to her.”
“Hehe, good. She deserves it! Do you think I can help? When the time comes?”
Josh let out a hearty laugh and nodded. “Of course. You can spank her ass and hold her hands back while I skull fuck her.”
“God, yes!” Lily squirmed, moist warmth burning between her legs. “I’ll buy a whip and give her big butt some hard lashes while she’s begging for air.”
Josh knew he’d punish Poki when this was all said and done, and he couldn’t think of anyone more deserving of delivering the punishments than Lily. “She’s going to be your little pet, collared and leashed on her hands and knees, by the time we’re done.”
“All obedient and not a bitch anymore,” Lily replied, fantasizing about the possibilities. “I can’t wait! She thinks she knows what’s best for me, but really, it’s the other way ‘round. I know exactly what she needs, hehe..”
“It’s going to be great, but I gotta take care of this business first,” he said, looking back and pointing to his Uber. “Don’t get in any trouble while I’m gone.”
A panicked look set into Lily’s eyes and she reached out for Josh’s hand. “Wait! Don’t.. don’t I get a reward? For helping you find Rae?”
Josh looked at his Uber and then back to Lily. “My ride’s here, Lily.. I gotta go..”
“I just.. I want to suck your dick!” she confessed in a hurried voice. “I want to feel it in the back of my throat, choking me.. just one last time. We might not see each other for a while!”
Josh fought back the urge to agree. His balls were aching, begging for release, but there was still the matter of Pokimane, and there was nowhere to do it. “Lily, we’re outside, we can’t just..”
She angrily threw his hand down and out of her grasp, and then marched over to the Uber’s passenger window, which was promptly rolled down. Her face turned from angry to pleasant within a second. “Hi there!” she said to the driver, a young female with brown hair and a petite frame, not that different from Lily’s. “If I give you a thousand dollars, can me and my friend have sex in the back of your car?”
The pretty brunette was caught off guard, stumbling on her words for a few seconds. “Uhh–I’m sorry, what?”
“Can this guy behind me fuck my brains out in the back seat of your car? I can venmo you one thousand dollars. I have paypal too if that works better?”
The girl’s eyes scanned Lily’s face for any kind of deception or joke, something to gauge whether the adorable, pink-haired girl was kidding or not, and there was nothing. She looked dead serious, not wavering in her eager expression for even a moment. The pair didn’t look dangerous or like they were drug addicts, and a thousand dollars was more than she made in an entire week of driving creepy strangers around.
“Okay,” the brunette finally said. “I’ll.. I’ll park up here and you guys can.. do your business. And I’ll go for a walk, I guess..”
“Oh my god,” Lily replied, her face ecstatic with joy. “You’re amazingggg! Thank you, thank you!”
The girl bit her lip and nodded, still not completely comfortable with the situation. “How.. how long do you think you’ll need?”
Lily looked back at Josh, who was staring at her ass. “Well, I won’t lie.. he usually takes a long time to cum. His stamina is crazy, heh.. but I’ll let him get super duper rough with me so that it's quicker. He really likes treating me like a ragdoll, so like, give us twenty minutes, max.”
The two girls nodded together and exchanged venmo information while Josh shook his head in disbelief. “You’re batshit crazy, you know that?”
“Me? How come?” Lily said, standing straight and taking a step towards him, a demure stare on her face, brooding with innocence. “All I want is to get brutally fucked like the little whore that I am. There’s nothing wrong with that!”
“What if this chick was a fan?” Josh asked quietly, raising a valid concern. “Do you really want cheating rumors going around while Michael’s in the hospital?”
But Lily’s face never flinched. “I don’t care who finds out. I don’t care if the whole world knows that I’m cucking my boyfriend while he’s in a coma–that might actually make the humiliation better. All I care about right now is getting your giant cock in my mouth.”
Josh’s resistance had all but evaporated by now. He was a man after all, there was only so much begging he could say no to, despite this all going against Poki’s wishes and Rae slipping out of his grasp with every passing second.
In a decisive move, Josh stepped forward and grabbed a chunk of Lily’s hair, holding her steady as he leaned in and kissed her. Lily responded warmly, her eyes closing and soft lips kissing him back. Her hands wrapped around him as a moan slipped from her mouth. The kiss was angry and sloppy, but brief, Josh breaking it and remaining an inch away from her face, both breathing heavy.
“I’m not going to go easy on you,” he said, staring deep into her eyes. “There’s a date that I need to go interrupt.”
Lily smiled and nodded, wincing at Josh’s still tight grip, hair pulled taut from her head. “You have more important things to do–I know that.”
“Much more important,” Josh emphasized, no longer holding back and instead adding to the degrading tension.
“I know, I know. I don’t even matter, I get it. I mean, you have freaking Valkyrae just waiting for you to go scoop her up. Why even waste another second on a shy loser like me, right? But.. I promise, it’s worth it! You, uhh.. you want some confidence when you’re headed over there, and.. and what could possibly give you more confidence than completely destroying me and every one of my tiny holes?”
A breathy groan escaped Josh’s mouth. His sexual turmoil was at a breaking point, and there was nothing that could stop the incoming eruption.
But Lily didn’t mind stoking that fire. “And maybe, just maybe.. you’ll remember this and it’ll make you want to come back for me even sooner, come back for your adorable little slut..”
Josh nodded and kissed her again before opening the back door of the Uber, motioning for Lily to enter.
“Oh my,” she gasped, exaggerating her response. “What a gentleman!”
Josh laughed. “Trust me, nothing that I’m about to do to you will be gentleman-like.”
Lily giggled as he slapped her ass on her way in, climbing onto the seats with him following closely behind. He sat down with his legs spread, unbuttoning his shorts and releasing his cock. Lily knelt on the seat beside him, watching in awe.
The driver drove them a short distance, parked safely, and then made her exit. “Please don’t make too big of a mess..” she pleaded on her way out. She hesitantly took a quick glance at the backseat, noticing the size difference between Lily and Josh, and then noticing his large girthy dick already out. “Jesus.. g-good luck..”
Lily snickered, knowing what was in store for her and that a mess was inevitable. “I’ll send her a little extra for the clean up. You better not hold back when you cum,” she whispered once the driver was gone, leaning in just as Josh was removing the rest of his clothes. She took the base of his cock in her little hands, stroking it as best as she could. She kissed him as she jerked his impressive member up and down with long, tender strokes. Their lips met and tongue was immediately introduced, patience giving way to passion.
“We could’ve invited her to join us,” Lily said as their kiss broke for a half-second. “She was kinda pretty..”
Josh shook his head gently, forehead and nose still pressed against Lily’s. “You think she would’ve said yes?”
He could feel her smile. “Who the hell would ever say no to this?” she asked, pumping his hard cock faster for emphasis.
They kissed once more, moaning into each other's mouths as their tongues made contact. The kiss was lost in a sea of passion, enthusiasm taking over and commanding the pace. Not long ago, Josh was unsure if he’d ever speak to any of the girls again and Lily was being lectured by Poki to stay away from the man responsible for all of her wet dreams, so it was obvious to see why the two had so much lust for each other.
Lily paused the kiss for a moment. “I wouldn’t be jealous.. if that’s what you’re worried about.”
Josh let out a soft chuckle. “Oh yeah? You’re fine with sharing me?”
“Not that I have much of a choice,” she replied, smirking before turning serious. “Right?”
Josh laughed. “No chance, sorry.”
“I know, I know.. I had to check though,” she replied, secretly hoping to keep him all to herself.
“I respect the boldness, but you couldn’t handle me alone, Lily.”
She looked down at his cock and bent down to kiss the tip, suckling it for a quick few seconds before popping back up. “I knowwww.. I was just being silly, and anyways.. I like seeing you get what you want.”
“And what’s that? What do you think I want, Lily?”
“Women, duh.. all the women.”
Josh paused for a moment, realizing even he didn’t know what he wanted. “Not just women though.”
“Oh, geez.. men too?” Lily joked. “When will it stop?!”
They laughed together before Josh continued. “No, no.. like her for example,” he said, tilting his head towards their cute driver, who was walking down a nearby sidewalk. “I don’t want her.”
“But.. why? She’s hot! She has such a pretty face.. just imagine her choking on your cock, deepthroating you, licking your balls..”
“She’s not good enough.”
Lily paused for a moment, absent-mindedly stopping her hands from stroking his cock before quickly resuming. “Because she’s not a streamer?”
“Bingo.”
“You want streamers, only streamers,” Lily analyzed.
Josh nodded. “What can I say? I like powerful women.”
“But.. you don’t keep them that way–powerful. You like taking their power away,” she said, working through his famously misogynist logic. “Me included, you like putting us in our place, right?”
“Sure, that’s what makes it fun. I take a girl who thinks she’s hot shit because she’s a big streamer, and I bring them down to Earth.”
“I’d say you do more than just bring us down to Earth..”
Josh conceded the point with a shrug. “Sure. Some people need a little more humbling than others.”
Lily flashed her teeth with a smile. “Oh, that’s what you’re calling it now? Humbling?”
“What would you call it?”
“I’d call it, turning normal girls into full blown sluts.”
Josh shrugged once more. “I disagree. If you were a full blown slut, you’d be sucking my cock right now instead of talking so much.”
Lily giggled out loud and looked down at his throbbing cock, veins pulsing with anger. “Ugh, I guess you’re right. I’m sorry–I’ll shut up now and suck your cock like the biggest slut you’ve ever seen.. because that’s what I am–your filthy.. little.. slut!”
Lily then leaned down and took Josh’s hard cock in her mouth, not wasting even a second more on any kind of teasing. She wanted it to feel abrupt, as if his cock was literally shutting her up. The girth forced her to widen her mouth as much as it would go, and once her mouth was open enough, she stuffed him down past her tongue and down her throat.
Lily gagged as she began bobbing her head up and down, letting her spit coat his cock.
GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK
“Ahhh fuck,” Josh moaned, enjoying the warm tightness enveloping his aching cock. “That’s a good fucking girl. Take that goddamn cock.”
“Mmhm!” she moaned back as her head worked ferociously up and down, tossing her pink hair around wildly. She knew Josh appreciated enthusiasm, and that was her main focus, right alongside her fierce attempts to deepthroat him.
“God, that feels good, Lily,” he said, reaching over to grab a handful of her ass. She then propped her body up on her knees so that her ass was more easily accessible, and it didn’t go unnoticed. “Look at you, slut. Repositioning just so I can get the most pleasure out of your slutty body. It’s second nature to you, isn’t it? Being a fucking tool for my pleasure? Being submissive and obedient like the fucking whore that you are?” Josh then slapped her ass hard enough to leave a mark and asked her again. “ISN’T IT? HUH, WHORE?”
Had his cock not been lodged down her throat, Lily would have giggled obediently and nodded as fast as she could. She had been fantasizing about this moment, being used, being degraded, and she wasn’t about to do anything half-assed, especially not after Poki ruined their first reunion.
She continued bobbing her head on Josh’s fat cock until half of it was down her throat, holding herself there until she couldn’t any longer. She knew that Josh would appreciate her sacrificing her own comfort to give him access to the deepest parts of her throat.
“Ahhh, fuck! Suck my fucking cock, just like that!” Josh bellowed out. “You like being a fucking slut for me, don’t you? You like being my little toy?”
With watery eyes and spit-soaked lips, she popped back up and let out an adorably drunken giggle. “Oh my god!” she said after catching her breath. “That was so good! So deep.. your cock gets sooo far down my throat. I don’t think I’m ever going to get used to your size! Hehe! You’re just so big..”
Josh admired the giddy look on her face, almost as if she was high on his cock. “You love how big I am, don’t you?”
Lily worked both her hands up and down Josh’s cock as they spoke. “Oh, master.. you have no idea! Heh.. I love, love, love it! It’s so amazingly fantastically perfect.. I would kill for it. I’d kill just to get more of your cock. I’ve already stabbed for it.. heh. Poor Michael..” Lily then looked down at his cock and a slight gaze of sadness washed over her. “I just wish I had more practice with deepthroating, so that I could do it properly. A cock this nice deserves the best deepthroating ever! It deserves a girl who won’t gag, but.. ugh. Michael has such a tiny fucking penis. He was useless before the coma and after it, too! Couldn’t even fucking give me good blowjob experience so that I would be ready for you..”
Josh let out a brief laugh as Lily dove back down, taking his cock into her mouth yet again. His dick was large enough for Lily to have to sit up and reposition herself, just to blow him more comfortably.
“Glrghhhh,” Lily gargled out, having taken Josh’s cock down as far as she could once more, still three or four inches from the base. Her effort was clear, though, as her pale face began to match her pink hair with more time that passed. Spit bubbles formed out of her mouth, oozing down the length of Josh’s cock. They were quickly used as lubricant by her soft hands, jerking off the inches that couldn’t fit in her throat.
GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK
“Fuckkkk,” Josh groaned in pure bliss, hands behind his head as he enjoyed the blowjob to the fullest extent. “Keep going, Lily. Keep fucking my cock with your throat. Atta girl, don’t you dare fucking stop. Ahhhh, FUCK! FUCK YES. THROAT ME, BITCH! THROAT MY COCK, JUST LIKE THAT!”
Lily could hear the escalation in his voice, meaning that she had to have been doing something right. That, in turn, encouraged her to try harder, wanting nothing more than to give Josh as much pleasure as possible. With renewed vigor, she bobbed her head more fiercely, eager to bury his entire cock in its rightful place.
“That’s a good fucking girl, Lily. You’re a good fucking girl,” he praised. “Don’t think about anything else. Just focus on deepthroating my cock. That’s the only thing that should matter to you. Fuck! Yes, baby.. that’s a good fucking slut!”
Lily was already straining herself past her comfortable level with Josh’s cock constantly hitting deeper parts of her mouth, but she couldn’t stop. She couldn’t possibly stop bobbing her head on his cock, not now that he was receiving so much pleasure!
GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK
“God fucking damn it! YES! GOOD FUCKING WHORE, LILY! THAT’S A GOOD FUCKING WHORE! DEEPTHROAT ME! SUCK THAT FUCKING COCK!”
“Mfffghhh guhh! Gluckkkkk gluck gluck!” was all that could be heard from the adorable streamer. Constant wet glucking and facefucking filled the car, spit and saliva flowing down onto the car seat below them.
Lily knew that Josh’s increased aggression would soon lead to him taking charge. He had seemingly been content with letting her blow him to the best of her ability, but that never lasted long. His hips were bucking below her, eager to get more and more of her delicious throat, and that was a good sign that his libido was going into overdrive. He wanted to fuck and hump and destroy anything with a hole, and soon, she wouldn’t get a chance to catch her breath. The smart thing to do would be to come up for air now, so that she was ready when he took over. Having expended most of her oxygen supply at that moment, she paused her bobbing and began to lift her head.
But just as she thought to come back up for more air, Josh’s hands harshly gripped her hair and lowered her head back down, with several inches being impaled deeper into her throat than she was used to.
“Where the fuck do you think you’re going, bitch?” he barked out, using her hair to continue bobbing her head up and down. “Keep working my cock, just like that. No fucking breaks for you. We’re on a time crunch, whore.”
“Mffggh! Glrggghh!” she moaned out unintelligibly, clearly voicing discomfort. Her hands had come up, one on Josh’s thigh and one on his upper arm, in an instinctual effort to free herself.
“Ah ah ah, don’t even fucking think about scratching,” he said, pistoning his cock in and out of her warm throat, half of it permanently lodged in her mouth and only a few inches escaping her mouth at a time. “I’ve got a nice date with Rae coming up and I can’t be all scratched up from some lowly fucking whore. I have a reputation to maintain, you know?”
GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK
Josh then pried her hands off him with one of his free hands and pinned her arms behind her back. “There, keep your hands there, you fucking whore. Thought you knew better than this.”
Lily’s head was going fuzzy from the lack of air, but she also didn’t want to directly disobey Josh’s command. She was the one who begged to suck his cock, begged to be treated like this, and she couldn’t deny that it was driving her wild. Her pussy was drenching her panties while her brain was yelling at her to demand some respect.
“Fuck yessss, suck that fucking dick,” Josh groaned, never slowing his throatfucking for even a moment. His fat cock was stuffed deep inside Lily’s throat, past her tongue, past her uvula, to the furthest point of her esophagus. His firm grip of her pink hair ensured that she couldn’t escape, guaranteeing his complete control of her head.
GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK
“Mmmfphhh!” she moaned out, face reddening, eyes watering beyond her control. Lily was struggling, she needed to breathe, and all she could do was try to voice her appeal. Her lower body was useless with Josh’s left hand pinning it and her hands down. Her feet kicked at the side door, showing how panicked she was, showing her desperation, but Josh didn’t care. He was in a never-ending cycle of pleasure. The more her throat panicked and spasming around his cock, the more intense his cock was massaged.
“Ahhh, fuck! YES! God, that feels so fucking good,” Josh bellowed out. “You fucking wanted this, didn’t you? You wanted to be used and treated like a fucking prostitute. I told you I was short on time, and you begged to be throatfucked. Well, now you’re getting throatfucked! Fucking thank me! Thank me, bitch!”
Lily's torso shook from left to right, not necessarily in an attempt to free herself, but more so just to survive the panic responses her brain was shooting across her body. She was buying herself time while Josh enjoyed her throat. “Glrghhhh, glug glug glug,” was all that came out of her filled-to-the-brim mouth, the best thank you that she could possibly mutter out.
“I don’t fucking speak whore! You bitch! I said to fucking thank me! Fucking thank me or I’m never letting you breathe again!”
Lily’s eyes watered, partially from the automatic response of being throatfucked so hard, but also from being yelled at so harshly. It took an emotional toll to be used like this. She felt so degraded, so disrespected. She knew that she meant nothing to him, and she adored every single second of it. Her instinctual responses might not have shown that adoration, but she did indeed love it. This is how she was meant to be treated, this is how she was begging to be used. A million years could pass and her wimpy boyfriend would still never even consider treating her in this manner.
“Thrrrrghhhhhh yghhhh,” was all Lily could mumble out, forcing more spit to flow down Josh’s cock. Her mouth, still open obscenely wide, was completely impaled and a proper thank you was just impossible to muster. Perhaps if her face wasn’t beet red, if her brain had a little more oxygen, and if she wasn’t tiptoeing the line between consciousness and unconsciousness, maybe then she’d be able to give somewhat of a coherent response, but not in this state.
With a satisfied grunt, Josh used both hands to push Lily’s head down, deeper towards his pelvis as more of his cock buried itself into her throat. One final push and he had surpassed her final throat barrier, smothering her face with his trimmed pubes.
“Ahhh, fuckkkk!” he moaned, his cock reaching euphoric heaven. “I knew you could do it. I knew you weren’t completely fucking useless.”
Lily’s panic was slightly overshadowed by her pride, swelling at the accomplishment of taking Josh’s entire cock. But that only lasted a few seconds. The deepest recesses of her throat were completely bulged to their maximum capacity, and she needed air.
“Hold it,” Josh ordered, both hands firmly palming her head as if it were a basketball, leaving no option for escape. His hips girated in circles, forcing pleasureful movement while Lily’s harmless hands slapped at him, her feet kicked in panic, and her stomach lurched back, mimicking a desire to vomit.
“GLRGGGHHH!” she mumbled loudly, her last ditch effort to free herself.
Josh couldn’t help but laugh in pleasure. Here he was, receiving blissful sensations beyond his wildest dreams, while Lily was fighting for her life. The comparison was diabolical, but he knew Lily wouldn’t mind. This is what she had begged for. The evil girl was probably nearing an orgasm herself.
For the next minute, Josh continued to hold her there, only humping her face to allow an inch of his cock out at a time, still imitating a facefuck while keeping most of his cock down her throat. He watched as her hands, once frantically slapping at his body, now limp down at her sides.
“This is what you were fucking made for,” Josh barked. “This is the only thing you’re good at, you useless fucking cunt.”
Despite Lily already being degraded and used, he felt it was necessary to pile on with his words, cementing the mistreatment as purposeful.
Another ten seconds passed, and Josh finally, regretfully, let her go, raising her head by the hair and pushing her to the side. Lily immediately gulped in what seemed like gallons of air, in between fits of coughing. She was exhausted, pink hair plastered to the sides of her face, stuck like glue with the help of spit and sweat. The exhaustion forced her to the floor of the back seats, where Josh took his foot and laid it upon her head, pushing her face down to lay sideways on the ground.
From this position, Lily could still look up and see Josh’s face as he peered down over her, his hand masturbating his intimidating cock, which somehow looked even bigger from this angle.
“That’s where you belong,” Josh announced softly. He didn’t need to yell for his stern message to come across.
Lily, still trying to regulate her sporadic breathing made more difficult by her degrading position, managed to form a twisted smile. “I know,” she responded, coughing once more. “Thank you, thank you for reminding me how.. worthless I am.”
Nodding and adding pressure to her head with his foot, Josh added, “You are worthless, aren’t you?”
“I am,” Lily replied. “I mean.. look at me. Ass up, face down, your foot on my face.. nghn! I’m nothing.. I’m nothing without you and your cock.”
Somehow, her stroking his ego felt better than the physical pleasure from stroking his own cock. “Say that again.”
Lily smiled, knowing what he wanted to hear. “I’m nothing without your cock,” she repeated, this time not stumbling on her words. “I’m a big popular OTV streamer, sure, but that doesn’t mean anything! I’m nothing without your cock! It’s the only thing that gives my stupid existence value. I’m worthless without you! All streamers are worthless without you and your big fat cock!”
Josh almost growled from lust. He immediately took his foot off Lily’s head and helped her stand up, quickly moving to take off her remaining clothes. Lily giggled as her shirt was removed and thrown to the side, with her skirt and panties following shortly after.
“I’m not sure if we should be doing this,” Lily suggested in mocked hesitance, as she swung a leg over Josh’s thighs to mount him. “My boyfriend wouldn’t like it, you know?”
Josh found her sudden innocence amusing. As he took hold of his cock and aimed it at her warm entrance, he replied, “Honestly, I don’t think he would mind.”
Lily lowered herself onto Josh’s cock, biting her lip as he entered her cunt for the second time that day. “Mmm, fuck! So.. ugh. So big. You.. uh, you really don’t think he’d mind? That you’re fucking his girlfriend?!”
Josh helped her out by rhythmically pumping his cock in and out of her pussy, lifting his hips to meet hers. “Ahh, such a tight cunt. Fuck! Uh.. yeah, for sure. I mean, he.. uh, he’s out cold, fucking comatose, you know? We could both walk in his room, piss on his face, and he wouldn’t mind.”
Lily’s small but perky tits bounced as she rode Josh’s cock with increasing speed, pink hair flailing around and the sound of fleshy fucking becoming louder. “Yessss, yes, yes! AHHH! FUCK! FUCK ME! Ahhh, yeah.. just like that, daddy.. fuck, uh.. I think you’re right,” she finally replied, curtailing her fuzzy thoughts for a second. A thought came into her mind and she laughed, in the midst of their fucking.
“What’s so funny, slut?”
Lily began to slam her pelvis down onto Josh’s cock, burying most of his monster inside of her with each bounce. “I just.. fuck! Ugh, ugh, ugh! Yes.. like that, daddy.. just like that! God, yes! Uh, well I just think it’s funny that you mentioned.. pissing on him.. because I sort of.. uh, fuck! Nevermind..”
Josh could tell what she was hinting at, their rugged conversation stalling as Lily rode him harder and with more intensity. “No, no.. go ahead. Tell me.”
Lily was fighting with her mind just to try to form coherent sentences. “I already did it! I already pissed on him, when Poki wasn’t there, and you’re right. He didn’t mind.. heh. Well, if he did, he sure didn’t say anything..”
The disturbing revelation ignited something within both of them, quickly doubling the intensity of their fucking. Lily wrapped her arms around Josh’s neck and rode him harder and faster than she ever had before, and Josh added to it by meeting her midair with every thrust. It was a messy, chaotic fuck, but it was synchronized perfectly. The two didn’t miss a single beat, orchestrating a near perfect rhythm.
“Fuckkk! FUCK! GOOD SLUT, GOOD FUCKING SLUT! TAKE MY FAT FUCKING COCK IN YOUR WORTHLESS PUSSY!” Josh roared out, holding Lily by the hips as he pistoned his fat cock in and out of her. The sensation was almost indescribable. It felt like Lily’s tight cunt was a black hole of pure pleasure, sucking him into a never-ending abyss of euphoric bliss. Every inch that he fucked into her was massaged by a warm, wet tightness that made his balls want to explode inside of her.
“AHHHH, YES, YES, YES! YES, MASTER! I FUCKING LOVE YOUR COCK, YOUR BEAUTIFUL COCK! KEEP FUCKING ME! KEEP FUCKING ME JUST LIKE THIS!”
“You fucking love this, don’t you, whore?”
“Yessss, fuck yes! I love your dick so much! Ahhhh! Fuck!”
The two were enamored with each other, their chemistry flying off the chairs. The temperature inside the vehicle was easily ten degrees hotter than it was outside, caused by their lust-fueled and energetic fucking.
“How did it feel, slut?” Josh asked, finally circling back to her confession. “Doing that to your boyfriend?”
Lily had to pull her consciousness away from her pleasure to even consider a reply. “It felt.. god, it felt so empowering! It felt so good to humiliate him. So, so, so good.. just like your cock does. He deserves it, he deserves everything I’ve done to him, and more. I’m not even close to being done with him..”
“He deserves to be pissed on? Humiliated?” Josh continued with a slight laugh, knowing that he was just encouraging her wicked thoughts. “Even after you stabbed him and put him in a coma?”
“YES,” she replied without hesitation. “Yes, he fucking does. Michael deserves all of that for being a little bitch! A fucking miserable cuck! God, I hate him! I fucking hate him! I want to cheat on him every day! Every day until he’s fucking.. fucking dead!”
Silence followed.
Lily knew she had gone too far. She immediately opened her eyes and stared right into Josh’s soul, searching for affirmation. Their fucking slowed to a crawl as they looked at each other, seconds ticking by.
In that moment, her phone rang. She reached over to grab it and saw that it was Pokimane, causing her to roll her eyes and click decline. “I think she figured out I’m not in the bathroom anymore..”
They shared a small, exhausted laugh together, and a voicemail appeared as a notification a few seconds later. Since their momentum was already paused, she clicked play and set her phone down to refocus on Josh, taking his face in her hands and kissing his lips.
In the background, Pokimane’s voice sounded off. “Lily! Lily, you better answer right now! You fucking disappeared from the bathroom and.. and I was looking for you! I went back to the room to see if you were there, but.. it’s-it’s Michael! He’s awake! He's awake and he’s asking for you! Please, please pick up!”
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The news dampened the mood of their passionate fucking like only a bucket of ice water could. The kiss they had been sharing was immediately paused, hairs standing on both of their arms as they looked deeply into each other’s wide eyes.
Michael was awake.
Lily’s boyfriend, Michael, was awake.
He had awoken from the coma that was induced, ultimately, by Lily stabbing him in the back, literally and not figuratively–all in an attempt to stop him from revealing Josh’s secrets. After finding out about Josh and Lily, he had gone into a frenzy, threatening to reveal everything, to tell Tyson about Kyedae’s infidelity, and even to expose their deceit to the fans. If the OfflineTV audience ever found out that Lily cheated on Michael..
It would be career ending. It would be social suicide by every metric. She’d have to disappear completely, from OfflineTV, from streaming, from the internet altogether.
Cheating had happened before in their friend group–more than once, and each time, it ended in a clusterfuck of drama, speculation, and full blown ostracization. The mere mention of a past cheater’s name in any sort of casual conversation rivaled the negative connotation of a slur.
These thoughts and more ran through their whirlwinding minds, but they didn’t linger for long. Lily was still straddling Josh, his cock buried balls deep in her cunt. The news had stopped their momentum, but Lily suddenly began raising and then lowering herself ever so slowly.
“What..” Josh asked, confused as to why the panic had disappeared from Lily’s face.
“We need to finish..” she replied, bouncing on his lap with gradually increasing speed. “I’m not going to blue-ball you again. You don’t deserve that. There’s a lot of people that do, and you’re not one of them.”
Josh felt like his brain was short-circuiting. Michael being awake surely had to change priorities for Lily, but that didn’t seem to be the case.
“Are you sure?” Josh asked, the pleasure of her tight pussy slowly winning over his rational mind. “I know we’ve been badmouthing him, but he’s.. still your boyfriend, has been for a few years. Aren’t you at least happy that he’s awake now? Don’t–fuck.. ah, don’t you want to see him?”
“I mean, he is my boyfriend..” Lily said, face concentrating on her lower half as she rode him eagerly. “I should go see him, right?” Their eyes met once more and a mischievous lip bite announced her intentions. “I should definitely go see my boyfriend after he just woke up from.. fuck, you’re big.. from being in a coma for two weeks, right? I mean, he could have died.. I should be running to go see him..”
But her actions did not match her words. At this point, Lily’s petite body was slamming itself down on Josh’s cock, repeatedly and unforgivingly, almost as if she was punishing herself for being such a whore.
“Fuck, uhh.. that feels good, slut,” Josh groaned, the tight warmth of her cunt winning him over. Unsurprisingly, he didn’t really care about Michael at all. If he had, he wouldn’t have stolen his girlfriend, so he was more than fine playing this sick game that Lily was keen on playing. “You know, it doesn’t seem like you care that your boyfriend is awake..”
Lily’s eyes rolled up as she threw her head back, hands still wrapped around Josh’s neck, pelvis riding his girthy tree trunk of a cock wildly. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.. ahhh, ahhh! God! It feels so good, so good!”
“What feels good?” Josh asked as his hands held her waist and helped increase her bouncing tempo. Her tight body, perky tits, all covered in a glimmer of sweat, it drove him crazy with lust. This was a streamer that, not too long ago, was nothing more than moving pixels on a monitor. Now, she was moaning her lungs out and riding him, all whilst cheating on her boyfriend. “What exactly is making you feel so good, you fucking whore?”
Lily’s breath quickened as her hair flailed about, moans drowning out every coherent thought. “Uhhh, uhhh, fuck! Your cock! Your cock feels good!”
Josh gritted his teeth as he slammed his cock into her, meeting her bounces with resounding thrusts, fleshy slaps filling the car as her ass and his thighs collided. “That’s it? That’s all that’s making you feel good? I think there’s more to it than that, slut!”
As Lily rode him, she shook her head in response. “No, no! It’s just your cock, that’s it! Fuck! Uhhh, uhhh! God! Nothing else, nothing else.. is making this hotter than it should be!”
Josh grew mad that she wasn’t being truthful. He knew there was more to it, so he stopped her bouncing by holding her waist and lifted her up, repositioning her onto her back so she was laying across the back seats. With his cock still buried inside of her, he used his hands to push her legs up far enough for her feet to be inches away from her face.
And then he fucked her, pile-driving his cock in and out of her poor pussy.
“Ah, fuckkkk! Fuck, fuck, fuck! So rough! So fucking rough! Godddd!” she bellowed out, moans turning into lust-filled screeches. The new position gave her no say in the speed, no say in the depth, and no say in the brutality. “I swear, I swear! It’s just your cock! That’s the only thing making me feel good! I’m not twisted.. and evil.. I’m a good girl!”
“Bullshit!” Josh barked, punishing her cunt by slamming his cock as far into her as possible, each thrust withdrawing eight or nine of his inches before all ten rammed themselves back into her. Every few seconds, he would slap her across the face as well. “You’re a bad fucking girl! An evil little whore! You’re cheating on your boyfriend, and you fucking love it! Admit it! Admit it, you fucking whore!”
The rough fucking sent her whole being into chaos. Her body jolted with each pounding she received and her silly little head went haywire with pleasure. Endorphins exploded by the thousands in her brain as every one of her recent fantasies came true. She wanted to be treated like a whore, and here she was, being treated like a goddamn, good-for-nothing whore.
“Ahhhh! Fuckkkk!” she screamed out, riding the first waves of an explosive orgasm. “Yes, daddy! I’m a whore! I’m a bad whore! Evil! Fucking evil! I.. I love cheating on my boyfriend! Godddd, yes! I love it so much!”
Josh wrapped his right hand around her neck, emphasizing his power over her, all while continuing to bully her cunt with his cock. “I know you fucking do! You’re a goddamn whore!”
Lily’s body spasmed as the admissions rang true. “Yes, yes! I can’t help it! It’s so fucking good.. so fucking fun, to cheat on him! I love cheating! I love it! He’s just.. he’s so fucking pathetic!”
“He’s a cuck!” Josh added, encouraging her orgasm by pummeling her pussy harder and harder, his grip on her throat restricting her and enforcing his power.
“Yes, god yes! He’s a worthless cuck!” Lily moaned out as her body was punished. She could never in a million years imagine Michael fucking her like this, and that’s percisely why she was cheating on him. “I should be running to go see him, and instead, I’m.. I’m getting my back blown out! Right outside the hospital! By a stranger! A fucking viewer! Ahhhh, fuck!”
Her moans echoed off the walls of the car and leaked out just enough for an elderly woman to notice nearby. She was walking her dog and the sounds alerted her to the car’s movement, bouncing up and down noticeably. Clutching her pearls, she quickly walked away in horror.
“Oh, I’m a fucking stranger now?” Josh asked, briefly letting his grip on her throat go just to slap her face, which was already bright red from his rough treatment.
Lily moaned at the impact. He was relentless–choking her, brutalizing her cervix by fucking her hard enough to make the car shake, and then, just when her airway received a modicum of relief, he slaps her, igniting a sharp, burning pain across her delicate cheek. She was a fucking toy to him.
And she moaned.
She moaned at the abuse because she fucking loved it.
“No, no, sorry! You’re not a stranger, of course not! You’re my daddy! I’m–fuck! I just said that because.. fuck, fuck, fuck! God! So good, so good!” Lily moaned, sidetracked by Josh’s fat cock pumping in and out of her. “I said that because it makes it sound more pathetic for him.. for Michael. He just woke up from a coma and I’m out here getting fucked by a stranger! It sounds so dirty! Fuck!”
Josh had to agree, and he also had to note how much he loved Lily’s eagerness to disrespect her boyfriend. It was a kink that he was completely responsible for, having curated it all himself. She was a loyal girlfriend before all of this, before he ruined her. She was like a sex toy that he had molded for his own benefit. And a sex toy needed to be used.
“That’s right, slut. You love getting fucked like this, don’t you? You love being fucking used!”
Lily could feel her second orgasm quickly approaching, aided by his harsh words and his even harsher cock. “Fuck! Yes! Yes! Keep fucking me, just like that, daddy!”
“Daddy?” Josh asked, mocking her when she was most vulnerable.
Lily’s mind was traveling a million miles per minute, so she couldn’t be held responsible for what she was saying. “Uh, uhh, fuck.. yes, daddy! You’re my daddy! My master! Whatever the fuck you want to be called, I’ll call you! Fuckkkk! YES!”
Josh held onto the seat cushion with his left hand as his right continued choking her. It could have easily been positioned to the side, on the door frame, anywhere else that would’ve made his grip more secure, and Lily more comfortable, but no. He wanted it there, on her throat, to make sure that she knew her place.
A sudden thought appeared in Josh’s head that he had to pursue. “Whatever I want, huh? Yeah.. okay, then call me your boyfriend.”
Lily found it difficult to respond while she was being fucked into oblivion, but once his words lined up in her lagging brain, her eyes opened wide. “Wait.. what?”
“You said–fuck! Ahh, yeah, take this fucking cock, Lily! Uhm, yeah, you said you’d call me anything, so call me your boyfriend.”
She bit her lip at the confirmation. “Fuck.. jesus, Josh! I can’t think when you’re fucking me like this!”
“Well I’m, fuck.. I’m not stopping.”
“You.. you really want me to call you my boyfriend? Like..”
Josh nodded, face inches away from hers. “Break up with him, and call me your boyfriend.”
The thought was fucked up. She imagined finishing up here, then going up to Michael’s room and breaking up with him, just as he was recovering his memory and consciousness.
It would be truly evil.
Looking back into his eyes, his hips still thrusting against her pelvis, their faces remaining as still as they could be, she replied, “You know I’ll do anything you tell me to do, right? If you want me to go and break up with him just so I can call you my boyfriend, I will.. but is that really what you want?”
Josh gritted his teeth, her pussy still sucking him in as the feeling was too good to pause for even a second. “I guess it is pretty fun to run around behind his back, eh?”
Lily smiled and nodded, puckering her lips and raising her head to prompt a kiss. They made out as Josh continued fucking her, his cock aimed down into her warm pussy. “It’s soooo fun. So fun to betray him, so fun to cheat.. I get to fuck you and cuck him–it’s perfect.”
“But you were willing to do it?”
Lily let out a soft laugh in between her moans. “In a heartbeat. I’d break up with that fucking loser so fast that it’d make his head spin!”
Josh’s pounding intensified with that answer. His girthy cock was still plowing Lily’s tight cunt, forcing her to adapt to his size, even as it gripped at every one of his inches. The feeling was amazing, and it kept his momentum going, despite all of their conversation. “He means that little to you, huh?”
Lily nodded as the pleasure began to build once more, only slightly paused by the seriousness of their conversation. “Fuckkkk! Yes! Yes, master! He means nothing to me. Ever since your dick first slid into my pussy, he’s meant nothing. He’s worthless! He’s a piece of trash that I’ll throw away the second you fucking tell me to! Ahhhh, fuck!”
“You’re a cruel bitch, aren’t you?”
“Not.. not to you! Just to my beta cuck of a boyfriend..” she said, somehow arguing her flawed logic. “Just a bitch to my stupid, dumbfuck boyfriend.. who isn’t useful for anything. All he’s good for is getting cheated on! That’s his only.. fuck! That’s his only purpose!”
Lily’s legs suddenly began quivering, shaking uncontrollably, next to both of their faces, and her mouth screamed out in pleasure.
“Fuckkkk! Daddy! You’re.. you’re making me cum! Ahhhh!” she moaned out in ecstasy, pleasure shooting across and throughout her entire body. In an instant, her mind and eye sight went dark, only illuminated by the stars that she was seeing. Her legs shook, her eyes rolled back, and her tongue lolled out of her mouth–an inadvertent ahegao face forming from her mind going stupid.
Josh felt his own orgasm approaching soon, and he decided not to wait for Lily’s orgasm to die down. Instead, he put both hands on her throat, leaned down, and focused on nothing but his own orgasm. His thrusts gained impossible momentum as his cock rammed into Lily’s tiny cunt. She wasn’t biologically made to be his sexual partner. A full foot shorter and close to half his weight, Lily was a broken mess by the time Josh finally emptied his balls inside of her.
“Ahhhh! So much, so much cum!” she yelled out, feeling the geyser of hot sperm being blasted inside of her.
Josh buried himself balls deep and emptied every ounce of cum he was holding, pure bliss taking over as the sweet sensation of release won out. Kyedae had taken his first load that day at the airport, but that seemed like forever ago, and Josh’s balls had more than replenished by now.
The two stayed together for only a minute longer, as the realization of everything kicked in. Michael was awake, Valkyrae was on her date, and their driver was impatiently waiting, perched on the hood of the car.
“Fuck, Lily.. she’s going to give me a bad review,” Josh joked as he got dressed.
She laughed, putting on her shirt and combing her hair with her fingers. “Oh boo hoo, I have to go face Imane! And my boyfriend.. fucking yuck.”
“Oh, shit.. you’re right. I’ll gladly take the ding on my rating instead, haha.”
Lily looked at him warmly. “Sure you don’t want to swap?”
“I’m good. Poki scares me.”
“Me too.. but then again, I’m a little tiny girl. You aren’t! So you’re a pussy for being scared of her.”
Josh laughed at her. “Talk all the shit you want. It won’t change the fact that Poki’s going to tear you a new one.”
Lily pouted, upset that she wasn’t able to get the rise out of Josh that she wanted. And as she looked down, she noticed his cum slowly leaking out of her. With panicked eyes, she covered her pussy, preventing any more of his cum from spilling.
Josh noticed her panic and shook his head. “What’s that about?”
She looked up at him. “I’m.. I’m saving it. You’re still going to go the honorable route and go through Poki to get back to me, so I might not see you for a while!”
“Ah, okay? That still doesn’t explain–”
“Aaaand Michael is going to need a very helpful nurse to be at his bedside now that he’s awake. Someone to spoon feed him all his nutritious meals, meals that have every ingredient that a beta cuck like him needs to get healthy again!”
Josh still looked a little confused. “And..”
“And nothing! Good luck with Rae!” she announced, pulling up her panties, her skirt, and giving Josh a quick kiss on the lips before bouncing out of the car.
Josh watched on as she waddled into the hospital as fast as she could, thighs pressed together and her pink hair bouncing around behind her.
The sight made him chuckle half-heartedly, but he couldn’t avoid the feeling of a dark sorrow. What if that was the last time he ever saw the adorably nerdy streamer? What if things kept snowballing? Sure, she had snuck out and fucked him until he emptied his balls inside of her, but nothing had changed. She was out of his reach until Poki approved their reunion, and that wasn’t happening anytime soon. Poki was still sour towards him, and Kyedae was gone. Not for good, maybe, but for the foreseeable future.
The only hope now was Valkyrae.
As he sweet talked the driver into accepting his apology for the mess and the delay, his mind remained a whirlwind of colliding thoughts. The chaos helped him focus, somehow. Now that Rae was the only option, he couldn’t possibly get distracted. She was the sole priority.
The driver circled around to exit the hospital parking lot, and that’s when she spoke up.
“What’s that about?” she asked, pointing off towards the hospital. “Think one of the crazies got loose?”
Shaking his thoughts away, Josh looked out of the side window and from the corner of his eye, saw three or four towels tied together, hanging out of one of the second story windows.
“You have no idea..”
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The world seemed to move in slow motion during the car ride. The sun had completely set by now, and the traffic was blurring together in Josh’s vision, horizontal lines of red tail lights and green traffic lights, accompanied by the occasional honk and revving engines. His astigmatism was enhanced as he remained distracted by his thoughts.
What the fuck was he going to do when he got to the restaurant? Fucking Cicada Restaurant & Lounge–what a dumb ass name. He had no plan. Ever since he found out about his missed texts, his whole mindset was focused on the next girl and only the next girl.
First, his focus was on Kyedae, piecing the timeline of her departure together just to see if he even had a chance at meeting her at the airport, given that she was reluctant to provide him with any information. Then he planned for Lily, picking up flowers and plotting an apologetic monologue, all apparently pointless, especially with Poki appearing out of nowhere and ruining the fun. He had no time to plan for Poki, and definitely not Rae–other than right now. He could plan his next moves out now, during the car ride.
But he didn’t seem to be in control of his thoughts. He couldn’t picture Rae and her supposed date sitting at a fancy table, he couldn’t imagine himself walking in and talking to her–nothing. His mind wasn’t his own.
Fuck. He was asleep.
The Uber ride wasn’t supposed to be super long. Google maps had said it’d be a fifteen minute drive, but whether it was from the long plane ride or the airport chaos or the time-crunched, energetic fuck with Lily, Josh was more exhausted than he had realized.
Laying half against the door frame and half against the back seat, Josh was out like a light, and a few drowsy, blurry images conjured up together into a short dream.
It was Valkyrae once more. This woman absolutely loved to torment his inner thoughts, apparently, but this is the first one that seemed well-timed. She was in the car with him, and it was also nighttime in his dream, but he was driving and she was in the passenger seat with no Uber driver in sight.
“I had a great time tonight,” she said, looking at him with a loving smile, one that he hadn’t seen from her in a long time. “Thanks for driving me home.”
His heart beat faster, intimidated by her attractive gaze, her abundant cleavage, and her close proximity. “It doesn’t have to end here,” Josh replied, unable to control his own dialogue but not upset with his dream’s choice of words.
Rae’s mouth shot open, immediately catching onto his insinuation. “Josh! Oh my god.. I-I can’t.. all of my roommates are home. They’d hear everything, you know?”
But he didn’t seem dissuaded. “I can take you back to my place, and we can pick up some takeout on the way. It’ll be fun.”
Valkyrae looked down, smoothing out her dress after noticing it riding a little high, contemplating her options. “I don’t know..”
“Of course you don’t know, but that’s okay. That’s why I’m here, to help you make decisions, good decisions.”
Rae looked back at him with a suspicious grin. “Mhm, you know.. these decisions always seem to benefit you for some reason. I wonder why that is?”
Josh put on his best impression of innocence. “.. purely by coincidence.”
The two shared a heartfelt laughter as they leaned towards each other. The atmosphere was warm and loving. There was nothing like sharing a good laugh with someone you truly enjoyed, but it all felt so surreal. This wasn’t what his current relationship with Rae was like–not even close.
“I have a super early stream tomorrow,” she finally said, all but ending the possibility of more fun that night. “I would totally say yes, but it’s a sponsor, you know? I can’t miss it.”
Josh knew his efforts would only seem selfish if he continued to push, so the dream version of himself conceded rather quickly. “Okay, okay, maybe another night then.”
Rae seemed genuinely happy that he didn’t push her further. “Yes, next time for sure! I owe you a night of fun, okay?”
This caught Josh off guard, and the result was a shared staredown, chock full of insinuations and sexual tension. “I’m going to hold you to that,” Josh finally said.
Rae laughed as she gathered her things and opened the passenger door to leave. “Oh, I’m sure you will, haha.”
They shared a final farewell and that was that. Josh watched her walk away, a little sad but content that their relationship was progressing.
With a dumb smile on his face, he finally looked forward and–BRRRRRRRRRR! A loud siren and the lights of an oncoming semi truck invaded his entire field of vision. He had no time to react. Within a second, the semi hit him head on and his dream faded into blackness.
He woke up from his dream in a panic, sweat covering his face. The honking had apparently come from his Uber driver. “Finally, you’re awake! We’re here, at your destination. Mind getting the fuck out of my car?”
“Uh, uhm..” he stumbled as he took in his surroundings. “Sorry..”
“Don’t be sorry, just get out.”
Josh promptly exited the car and stood on the sidewalk. Sure enough, there was the restaurant, as fancy as any place he’d seen before. The name was illuminated in the night sky, bright white lettering with huge glass panes, slightly darkened, that made up the front of the establishment.
Before he could consider his next moves, he had to take a moment to analyze his dream. He hadn’t listened to them before and look where it got him! In desperation mode at the cusp of a blossoming relationship, one that he was likely already too late to stop. Standing there on the sidewalk was like standing on the tracks of Rae and her lover’s train. Would Valkyrae, the conductor, stop the rumbling momentum of her relationship just for him? It was a possibility, given their sexual history together, but unlikely at the same time. The odds were against him.
His dream, his fucking dream.. it surely didn’t end well, that was easy enough to decipher. He and Rae were talking, and he was persuading her to stay in the car.. stay with him. If she had listened, she would’ve ended up in the accident as well. Was he fucking up by coming here? Was he not considering what was best for Valkyrae?
If he succeeded tonight, he’d be tearing her away from what could be a great relationship. He’d be convincing her to stay in the car with him, and.. he knew how his dream ended.
In the midst of his sporadic thoughts, something inside the restaurant caught his eye. He could see the well-dressed diners eating at circular tables, white table covers and candlelights scattered everywhere, and not too far from the front was the exact focal point of all of his brooding thoughts–Valkyrae.
She was sitting at the table with Hasan, another streamer, and the sight made him grimace. This guy wasn’t like the boyfriends of the past women he bedded. Hasan was not too dissimilar from Josh’s own stature–tall, built like a mountain, with a chiseled chin and wavy hair.
Rae certainly had a type, but this was the worst case scenario. If Hasan had all of Josh’s best physical attributes and was kind and loving and could relate to her as a streamer on top of it all? He was doomed. He stood no chance.
The one thing he could hope for was Rae and Hasan not having escalated the intimacy of their relationship quite yet. Perhaps they were taking it slow.
None of that mattered now though. He needed to get Rae alone and fast–only then could he gauge his chances with the beautiful streamer. He couldn’t wait for the end of the date.
Yet another hurdle, he was woefully underdressed, still in a t-shirt and shorts, while everyone in the restaurant was in dress clothes. Rae herself looked other-worldly, laughing at her table with perfect makeup, hair styled to kill, and a black dress so enticing that the envy from the surrounding women was almost visible. Her dress had no cleavage, but it was very see-through, with only a small, thick piece of fabric underneath the sheer outer layer running across her chest, covering her nipples.
She looked perfect. Josh had to scoff at himself, feeling stupid for ever leaving her last. She should’ve been the first girl he ran to as soon as he got back, and even that wouldn’t have done justice to such an tempting woman.
Josh shook his head, finally tearing his eyes away from her body. He needed to focus, and the perfect plan presented itself a few moments later.
There was a large bodyguard manning the front entrance, a doorman of sorts, and he was yelling at Josh. “Hey, man! You can’t just be staring at all the fancy folk. Leave ‘em be and get outta here!”
Josh looked himself over and considered how poorly he must’ve appeared to be talked down to in such a way. Normally, his good looks were enough to earn some mutual respect, but it was nighttime and he was dressed like a bum, at least compared to the people inside.
Thinking on his feet, Josh looked the man over and noticed his similar size and his fancy clothes. That was his ticket inside. Finally, he replied, “Ahh, fuck. My bad, man. I was just trying to wave someone down for help. There’s, uh,” he stumbled a little, looking off to his right and seeing a dark alleyway running up the side of the restaurant. “There’s someone choking over here, they need help man! You know the heimlich?”
Instantly, the man seemed to spring into action, a career bodyguard clearly ready to help whenever the need arose. “Yeah, I know the heimlich! Where the hell are they at?”
Josh quickly ushered him over around the corner of the restaurant, the urgency having negated all suspicion of his trickery. Once they rounded the corner, it was obvious that no one else was there. There was just a dark, empty alley, a dumpster and some poor lighting.
“What the fuck?” the bodyguard said, before he was promptly put into a chokehold from behind.
“Hell! Sorry, man,” Josh struggled to get out as he focused on proper technique, ensuring he got under the bodyguard’s chin and that his free arm locked the hold in place. He wanted this man out cold as soon as possible, given his size.
But it wouldn’t be as easy as it was with Tyson. Before Josh could lock his chokehold, the bodyguard elbowed him in the side, once, twice, and the third finally set him free. Josh stumbled off to the side as his target escaped him.
“You motherfucker!” the bodyguard yelled, fists up as he was readying for a fight.
Josh recovered quickly, putting his own fists up as his plan unravelled. “Don’t fucking make this hard. I’m not trying to rob you–just need your fucking clothes!”
The two traded punches, both being blocked with solid defensive arm movements. “My fuckin’ clothes?”
Josh wondered if he should deescalate the situation, but it was useless. The man was too upset, and he would never allow Josh into the restaurant after what he just pulled. “Just going to borrow them. My girl is in that restaurant and I need to get in!”
“Bullshit!” the man yelled, roaring out as he let out a frenzy of blows, most of which Josh was able to absorb. The last one knocked him off balance though, and he was sent tumbling into the side of the dumpster behind him.
“Fuck,” Josh groaned, stabilizing his footing quickly as the guard attacked him again.
“You messed with the wrong fucking guy!” the bodyguard said as he delivered a few body shots, distracting Josh’s defense and leaving his face vulnerable. The guard then swung and connected with his face, busting his lip open and spilling blood.
Josh was dizzy, but he managed to push the guy off of him and pivot over to the side, avoiding being trapped between him and the dumpster. The fight had a quick pause as Josh spit onto the ground and wiped his mouth, blood smearing onto his fist. He looked it over and felt a bubbling anger overwhelm him.
The guard smiled with his fists still raised, thinking that he had the advantage.
But he didn’t know what Josh had on the line. Valkyrae was the only thing he had left, and he’d be damned if some nobody was going to get in the way.
Shaking off the previous blows, Josh stretched his shoulders out and went on the offensive. He punched away at the man’s defense, the stranger’s arms more than large enough to block Josh’s blows, and that’s when he went for a gut punch. It was something his dad had warned him about when he was just a kid. The right blow to the abdomen, if positioned accurately and with enough force, was capable of putting any man onto his ass and out of commission.
And this blow did just that. The bodyguard folded like a lawn chair, down to the ground and in the fetal position. Josh followed up with one more quick blow to the face, and the man was out cold.
“Fucking hell,” Josh said with an exasperated sigh. He knelt over, hands on his knees, as he caught his breath. The whole situation circled in his mind and he laughed, finding humor in his desperation. Surely, though, his trouble would all be worth it in the end.
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“The whole world can’t be saved, you know?” Rae said to her date sitting across the table, not happy about having to be pessimistic but finding the need to breathe reality into their conversation.
Hasan shook his head and smiled at her. “Not with that attitude, no, but just think about it. Think about a world, or–god–even a country, where every single person, you included, thought that we could all have better lives, even the poorest among us. Imagine the shit we could accomplish.”
The fancy atmosphere, the gourmet food, the servers that could be mistaken for butlers; it tended to blind a conversation, leaving little room for grounded topics, but she liked to be reasonable at all times. “Sure, sure, but we don’t live in a utopia where that’s possible, or even likely, you know? A lot of people don’t care about that kind of stuff. They wake up, eat, work, and sleep. They worry about their kids, their family, and that’s it. Not everyone has the time to think about politics and voting and protests.”
Hasan laughed, finding her point to be reasonable. “You’re right, I know you’re right, but where’s the harm in believing we’re capable of more, huh? Where’s the harm in thinking we can solve things that seem unsolvable?”
Rae couldn’t help but find his optimism endearing. It was refreshing to see someone so passionate about helping people, even if it was futile in the end. “There’s nothing wrong with that at all. It’s nice to see that some people still have hope, I guess. Most people think the world’s going to shit and there’s nothing they can do to stop it.”
“Well those people would be wrong. We’re going to fix this country, and we’re doing it in my lifetime.”
Rae smiled, lifting her wine glass and taking a sip. “You sound delusional.”
Hasan put his hands in the air, grinning but purposely overreacting to her offensive remark.
“But..” she continued. “Delusional can be cute, on the right person..”
The two shared a romantic gaze, one that lasted far too long to not be rooted in sexual desire, smiles bouncing off of each other, growing as their hearts beat faster, almost in unison. Rae wasn’t sure she was ever going to find the right person, her person, and she had been so confused after everything with Josh. Loving his rough edges, and then hating them, she seemed to have just stumbled into the better version of what she thought was the best thing to happen to her.
But the smile on her face quickly faded as the spoken-about devil walked up to their table, towering over both her and her date, sporting a busted lip.
“W-what.. what are you doing here?” she said to Josh, nonchalantly enough to avoid revealing her true shock. Seeing Josh and Hasan in the same room, right next to each other, was as close to a nightmare as she could imagine.
Josh stood there wearing a black dress shirt, a little oversized but tucked in enough to make the fit work. He wore black dress pants and shoes, well-dressed overall, if not a little on the baggy side. “Sorry to interrupt, but I was hoping I could talk to you outside, Rae. It’s really, really important.”
She had to do her best to avoid displaying her gritted teeth, not wanting Hasan to pick up on the tension. “Surely, this can wait until tomorrow when I’m–you know–not out on a super fancy date?”
“Is everything okay, Rae?” Hasan chimed in, sensing some kind of issue. “Do you know this guy?”
She faked her best smile and nodded softly. “Oh, yeah, don’t worry. He’s an old friend, but clearly, doesn’t really do well with social cues. Forgive him.”
Hasan nodded back, still eyeing Josh up.
“Do you think I’d be here if it wasn’t important?” Josh asked, trying to convey his message in as few words as possible.
And it seemed to work. Rae looked at him and paused, flashbacks zipping across her eyes, both the good and the bad. Her face fell with reluctant acceptance, seemingly about to give in.
But then Hasan interrupted once more. “Maybe this can wait for another day. She clearly doesn’t want to talk right n–”
“Hey,” Josh blurted out, turning to face his new rival. “I’m not trying to pick up your date, okay? You can relax.”
Hasan’s face contorted into one of amused confusion. “Buddy, what? My date looks uncomfortable, so I’m trying to fix that. I’m not worried about you ‘picking her up’, haha.”
“Well, you should be,” Josh quickly replied, not an ounce of banter shown on his face. “If you were smart, you would be.”
Valkyrae gasped in response, not believing what she was seeing unfold in front of her.
“Oh, really?” Hasan asked with a chuckle, still as confident as ever. “And why’s that? She’s at my table, on a date with me, not you.”
Josh finally smiled in return, knowing more than Hasan could ever hope to. He then turned towards Rae and asked, “Do you want to tell him or should I?”
Rae still couldn’t believe what was happening. She bit her lip, indecisive and paralyzed from the turn the conversation had taken, but she knew things would continue to spiral if she didn’t speak up. “Okay, okay! I’ll come with you, but only for a minute!” She then began to push back her chair and stand up, leaving her date speechless.
Josh couldn’t help himself, he had to give Hasan a smug grin and a little pat on the back. Whispering to avoid being heard from the other patrons, he added, “Did you hear that? She’s going to cum with me.”
“Josh! Don’t be mean,” Rae chastised, giving him a stern look and lightly pushing him towards the front entrance. She then turned to her date and apologized, “I’m so sorry–this won’t take long, okay? Order us some dessert and I’ll be back before it gets here.”
Hasan was left to stew alone, a few of the other tables looking his way with side glances. It was embarrassing to be ditched like this, and embarrassment wasn’t a feeling Hasan felt too often. Nevertheless, he tried focusing on his food instead, finishing the last of his steak with bites that somehow tasted more bitter now.
Outside, Rae punched at Josh’s bicep until they were just beyond the view of the glass windows, near the alley. “Are–you–freaking–serious?!” she asked, each word emphasized with a strike. “You are a crazy person! A crazy, unhinged person! A freaking lunatic! You belong in a mental hospital, seriously! Why the hell did you do all of that?”
Josh took the punishment without retaliation, and despite being yelled at, he couldn’t help but stare at Valkyrae’s beautiful face in awe. Even while hostile, she was one of the prettiest women he had ever laid eyes on.
“I want you back,” he said succinctly. “I know I’m a screw up, and that I treated you worse than I should have. I’m sorry about that, but I’m a changed man.”
Valkyrae rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, doing her best to avoid looking down at his pants. His bulge was clearly on display, something he likely planned. “Yeah? You changed in two weeks? I don’t buy it. I think we found out exactly who you really are.”
“I’m not saying you have to believe me, but at least let me prove it to you. Let’s ditch that loser, and I’ll show you that I’ve changed.”
Rae scoffed at the degrading comment towards her date. “He’s not a loser; he’s actually super nice and thoughtful! You know what a loser does? A loser uses the credit card of a girl he’s trying to win back! That’s a loser!”
The wind was taken out of Josh’s sails as he was clocked on a very embarrassing fact. But he quickly reached into his pocket, opened his wallet, and handed Rae back her credit card. “It was an emergency–I promise. I needed a flight back to LA after shit went south in Texas. I wouldn’t have used it otherwise.”
Rae took her card back and stared at it for a while, trying to be upset but unable to shake the surprise of him actually returning it. “Yeah, I know.. I saw that it was a plane ticket, and that’s the only reason I didn’t freeze it.”
“Awh, you didn’t want me to get stranded?” Josh asked, jumping at any positive momentum that he could swing his way.
Rae rolled her eyes in a playful manner. “Oh, shut up. I still care about you.. I just wish that you had cared back.”
Josh was a little shocked. He knew that Valkyrae tended to have a soft spot for her exes, despite their awful behavior, and he also knew that she was a people pleaser through and through, but hearing her admission was still a surprise.
“You care about me?” he asked, if only to get her to repeat it.
Rae took her time with her response, looking him in the eyes. “Of course I do. I mean, we had sex.. great sex. You’ve seen me in ways no one else has. That is really important to me, you know? I don’t just do that with anyone. Even if I wanted to, I don’t think I could ever stop caring about you..”
Josh allowed himself to smile softly, warmed by the purity of her heart. But before he could respond, she added, “But that doesn’t mean I’ll just forget all the stuff that happened. You were so rough with us, more than you needed to be, and.. you turned all of the girls into cheaters..”
Thoroughly humbled, Josh continued with caution, knowing one slip up could be fatal. “And you’re not okay with.. cheating?”
Rae groaned aloud, unsure about the question. “I never was before, but.. I saw what you did with Poki, and Kyedae, and Lily.. I even helped, and it was just.. so hot. I-I think it depends, definitely. A guy like you, you’re definitely going to make girls cheat, because.. you’re you and your cock..”
She trailed off, but Josh wanted her to continue. “What about my cock?”
“Don’t push it,” she said, a stern smile on her face. “I appreciate you trying–really, I do. You coming here to apologize, dressing up, making a big show of it.. it’s kind of.. romantic, in a big silly oaf kind of way. But it’s just too late, Josh. I found something tonight–or someone, I should say. I found something in someone that I think.. could really last. It could be special.”
Josh didn’t react at first; he just stared, blankly. Inside, though, he was hurting, self-deprecating. He was an idiot to think this would ever work in the first place. And with a woman like Valkyrae? Hah, she must have a list of suitors miles long. She didn’t have to settle for even a moment.
“Do you love him?” he finally asked.
Rae clutched at her own heart. “Dear god, no. I don’t think so anyways. We haven’t even gotten super intimate yet.”
Josh shook his head at the news. “Wait–what? You haven’t fucked him?”
“Nope,” she replied, proud of her chaste behavior. “I told you, I don’t do that with just anyone, and he hasn’t been pushy about it.”
“So I was special?”
Rolling her eyes, Valkyrae replied, “Yes, yes, Mr. I-Need-An-Ego-Boost-At-All-Times. You were special, haha.”
Josh laughed in return, a much needed dose of comedic relief. If he was going to get rejected yet again, he was glad there was at least a laugh to be salvaged. “And what about me was so special?”
The mood had turned slightly playful, and Valkyrae’s face had a coy smile on it as she bit her finger, looking down at Josh’s groin. “I think you know..”
Acting innocent, Josh looked around him and increased the dramatics. “I have no idea what you could be referring to,” he said, pushing his pelvis forward, showing off his growing bulge. It snaked its way down his pants as it grew, long and girthy.
“Are you really going to make me say it?” Rae asked, hesitant but willing to play his game.
Josh shook his head. “Once upon a time, I would make you say it, but–”
“But you’re a changed man,” Rae said, finishing his sentence for him. “A better man.”
“Exactly,” he replied. “So now, I’ll allow you to simply point at it. Point at what’s special about me, Rae.”
She groaned and smiled at the same time, believing that she was going to be off the hook. “Fine, fine, I’ll point to it, but that’s it..” She then slowly raised her arm and pried her pointer finger out of her closed fist, aimed at his bulging erection, which was noticeable from half a mile away. “That’s why you’re special. Because.. it’s big, and it makes you so confident, too confident for your own good.”
Josh's pride inflated rapidly at the remark. It was one thing to have your dick be praised by such a beautiful streamer, but it was an entirely different compliment knowing that she was taken, currently out on a date, actually. Yet here she was, playing this game with him.
But Josh didn’t want the fun to end, so he played dumb. Looking down, he wore confusion on his face. “What? My thigh? That’s why I’m so great?”
Rae’s face dropped, rolling her eyes and tsking at the ignorance he was clearly feigning. “No, Josh! Not your thigh!”
“Then what?”
Playing up her annoyance, Rae pointed a little closer, now suddenly only inches away from touching his bulge. “That! That’s what I’m pointing at!”
“Rae, you’re going to have to get closer,” Josh teased, still as stone-faced as he could manage. “That’s literally just my leg. I didn’t know you had a fetish for thighs.”
Valkyrae growled in playful anger. Here she was, pointing at his dick and praising it, while her date waited for her inside, and he wouldn’t even acknowledge it! He wouldn’t acknowledge her tiny attempt at teasing him, and although she knew he was doing it on purpose, it still irked her. The tension built up and Rae knew exactly how to put an end to it.
She stepped forward and pointed at his cock once more, this time leaving no space between her finger and Josh’s thick bulge. She touched it and announced, “This.. this is what I was pointing at..” And without another moment of pause, her finger traced the length of his cock before she palmed it, rubbing his length with her whole hand.
Josh let out a soft groan as his arm wrapped around the small of her back, keeping her close. The two looked at each other in breathless shock, neither expecting the escalation, and neither being opposed to it. Rae bit her lip, anticipation mounting by the second, as her hand continued working up and down his bulge. It stretched from the base of his groin to just above his knee, so she had plenty of irresistible cock to massage. As much as she could try to deny it, his massive member pulled her in with an attraction too powerful to hold out against. If she had wanted to avoid him, the time for that had long passed.
Their stare lasted ten full seconds, all passing in silence, before Josh leaned forward and kissed her. Valkyrae's eyes didn’t widen in shock. Instead, she immediately closed them, melting in his arms as she kissed him back, keeping her left hand trapped in between their bodies, rubbing his cock up and down. Their lust for each other was unquestionable, their lips mashing together in a moan-filled attack. One would have thought the two had been touch-starved for years prior to the kiss with the way they embraced each other, soft lips kissing, tongues wrestling, hands roaming.
Josh hadn’t expected her to crumble with the way the conversation had been going, but he wasn’t about to complain. He allowed his hands to fall from her waist and to her ass, gripping both of her thick cheeks in a firm manner. Almost surprised at what he was feeling, Josh’s hands explored her butt with great curiosity. Rae had an hourglass figure that no one could refute, but a big ass just wasn’t what he thought of when he thought of Rae. His hands, though, were certainly enjoying a thick butt, never leaving her supple cheeks as the kiss went on. He massaged her fat backside and slapped it once, causing a heightened moan to escape from her mouth and into his.
Rae had no idea why she was doing what she was doing, but she just couldn’t help it. Something about Josh and his massive cock and his persistence made her lose all sanity. Had he been wearing much looser pants that didn’t show off his cock throughout their entire conversation, had he been more respectful of her date and not pushed her to talk to him alone, things would have ended much differently, more quickly, but that was not the case, and a part of Rae was happy the dice rolled this way.
They made out for a full, passionate minute before Valkyrae finally pushed him away. “Jesus..” she exclaimed with heavy breaths.
Josh had savored every moment of their kiss, knowing that she was bound to put a stop to it. “I don’t usually say wow after a kiss, but that was.. wow.”
Valkyrae giggled as she caught her breath. “Mmm, I’m glad that I could impress the womanizer, haha,” she said before adding, “But.. we really, really do not have time for all of this. Hasan.. he’s waiting..”
The excitement left Josh’s face as her date was mentioned, but he had no verbal complaint. He felt lucky to have received any affection from her at all. “I know, I know, but don’t blame me if he chews you out in there. You’re the one that escalated this.”
Rae’s mouth dropped. “I escalated this? Me?”
“Yup.”
“So I tore you away from your date and asked to talk to you alone and had my cock bulging out the whole time like some big man slut?”
Josh looked away from her for a second, teasing the moment, before replying, “Yes, that was you. You did that.”
Rae was playfully flabbergasted. “I-I.. I can’t even–”
“Stuttering,” Josh interjected rather rudely.
Her mouth fell open once more, taken aback by his audacity. Shooting back, she replied, “Being an idiot.”
“Idiots stutter, and I didn’t stutter,” Josh replied.
Rae rolled her eyes. “Being a loser then.”
“Being a slut,” he quickly replied.
“What?! Timeout,” she said incredulously, pausing their game of insults. “How am I being a slut–”
“I’m sorry, which of us has a date waiting for them inside the super fancy restaurant?”
And yet again, Rae was caught with her mouth slack-jawed. Though, she was loving the banter. “Okay.. fair. But it’s–I’m.. I’m not always like this, okay? I’m only a slut when you’re around..”
Now Josh was the one to hesitate with his response. “So, you still belong to me, huh? You're still my slut?”
Rae looked at him with a smile and shook her head. “This is stupid. You’re so ridiculous.”
“I didn’t hear a no,” he said, teasing her more than being serious.
Rae looked at the ground with a giggle, dismissing his joke and leaving it to die in the wind. “I’m having fun,” she said as an announcement. “I like having you around. Maybe.. maybe we can stay friends?”
Josh laughed to himself as the friend zone was offered. It was a far cry from owning her and keeping her as his sex slave, like their discussions from long ago had detailed, but there were no rules against scoring in the friend zone and beggars can’t be choosers. “I’d be honored to be your friend, Valkyrae.”
Her face lit up immediately, warmed by the genuine agreement. She half-expected a joke or some other annoying response, but it was nice to see he could be serious when it mattered. “Awh.. I’d be honored to be your friend too, Josh.”
The two shared one last smile before Josh moved to leave the alley, “Okay, we should go. I’m sure your date is pissed off, and I’m not trying to get into a second fight tonight.”
“Whoa, whoa,” Rae interjected, grabbing his arm to prevent him from turning away. “What do you mean ‘second fight’?”
Josh paused in place, closing his eyes and tilting his head back to curse at the sky. He had been hoping to keep that secret a secret. “Uh.. well, I kind of needed some fancy clothes to wear, and..” His voice trailed off as he pointed just beyond the dumpster, where a pair of legs were barely sticking out.
Rae gasped and walked over cautiously. Upon reviewing the half-naked man, she looked back at Josh and began her interrogation. “You beat this guy up for his clothes? The clothes you’re wearing right now?!”
Shrugging his shoulders, Josh saw no reason to lie. “I had to. I needed to talk to you, and walking in with shorts and a t-shirt would’ve gotten me thrown out within seconds. Plus, he was the bodyguard manning the door, and it’s not like I had a reservation. Two birds with one stone, you know?”
Valkyrae looked down at the unconscious man and then back up at Josh. “Is that why your lip is busted?”
Josh reached up and rubbed his lip, forgetting all about the blood he had spilt. “Oh fuck, yeah. That’s it. Fucker got in a few good hits.”
Rae walked away from the dumpster and towards Josh, reaching up to caress his face and look for any obvious bruising. “I can’t believe you would do that.. just to talk to me..”
For the first time in a while, Josh felt the need to be humble. “It wasn’t a big deal. I saw you through the window and.. I just had to talk to you. Any guy would’ve done the same thing.”
Valkyrae let a smile creep onto her face, knowing that the exact opposite was true. No man she knew would even consider mimicking Josh’s actions.
The silence lasted for a few seconds before Josh pointed back at the restaurant, “We really should head back–”
“No, not yet..” Rae said, staring at him like a succubus would stare at her next victim.
He looked at her with confusion. “Uhh, what else is there to– ”
“I told you we’re friends now, didn’t I?”
Josh nodded, wondering where this was headed.
“And a good friend wouldn’t just tease your cock like I did and then leave it all hard and swollen,” she replied, looking him up and down with a gaze that would easily send a weaker man into cardiac arrest. Her eyes finally settled on his own, and they didn’t break contact as she began to tie up her hair into a ponytail.
No words left the six-foot five, two-hundred and fifty pound man as his brain short-circuited for a moment. Despite his size, he was left paralyzed and defenseless.
“What’s the matter? Nothing smart to say now?” she teased, maintaining eye contact as she got down on her knees in front of him. “Hurry up and take that monster out. We don’t have a lot of time.”
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Inside the restaurant, Hasan’s foot was anxiously tapping the floor, eyes darting from his phone to the front door. He had long finished his steak and had no further distractions other than his own phone, which felt a little odd to use at such a fancy establishment.
But looking odd was the least of his worries. Valkyrae had left him at the table alone, running off with someone she said was an old friend–Josh, from what he recalled hearing. He didn’t have a great first impression of the man, and there seemed to be more between them than Rae had let on. Either way, Hasan had never been one to submit to jealousy. He didn’t really need to; the past women in his life were his and he was theirs, completely. Nothing in his past experiences ever made him question their loyalty.
But that one comment that Josh had let slip during their little back and forth–that was bothering him now that Rae was taking much longer than the minute she had initially advised. Something about Hasan needing to be wary of him stealing Rae, if he was smart. Who the hell would say something like that?
Once more, he looked at his phone and saw that all of his texts to his date were left unread. What could possibly distract her enough to not hear her phone notifications? Should he call her instead?
Hasan’s thoughts were interrupted though, as a middle-aged man walked up to him and patted his shoulder. He noticed him as a nearby patron who had been enjoying his meal with his wife. “Don’t beat yourself up, kid. I’ve been there before. Just try to move on quickly. Onto the next, as I always say.”
Hasan gave the stranger an odd look, then quickly surmised that he was talking about Rae and her friend seemingly ditching him. “Oh, no, no.. it’s not like that. They just went to have a quick chat. She’ll be back.”
The man gave him a look of pity before turning to his wife, who was standing next to her carrying her coat. She wore a smile on her face, but it was slightly condescending, like she felt bad for him. “Sure, honey, if you say so.”
The older couple said a quick farewell and walked off, leaving him more panicked than before. Without letting another moment pass, he stood up and began walking towards the front entrance, determined to find out what was going on. There was no way in hell that Rae would’ve just left him. The past few weeks that they had been hanging out were like nothing he’d ever experienced before. She was seemingly more in love with him than he was with her, but it was mutual nonetheless. Romantic dates, bonding over his new dog, appearing on each other’s streams, calling each other late at night until they fell asleep; it was amazing. Though, they were both proceeding with caution, given that they were big streamers.
But he only made it halfway to the door before the maître d' stopped him. “Excuse me, young man. Is everything to your liking?”
Hasan was caught off guard, stumbling in his response and making him seem suspicious. “Oh, y-yeah! For sure, definitely. H-haven’t had any complaints so far.”
The man narrowed his eyes before tilting his head towards the front door and responding. “And you weren’t about to head out without first settling your bill, I’m sure?”
Finally, Hasan realized how his actions were being perceived. “Oh, no, no, absolutely not. It’s just that my date went out for some fresh air, and she hasn’t been back in a while.”
“Mmm,” the man replied, clearly not believing a word he was hearing. “Some fresh air with that other gentleman? Alright.. well, if you’d like to pay your bill, I’m positive your date would be more than happy to have you go looking for her.”
Hasan shook his head. “I think she still wants dessert though, and I don’t want to give up the table quite yet, and.. and–” He fumbled his words once more, looking around and spotting someone recording his interaction on their phone. Being a big streamer, the last thing he wanted was to go viral over an unpaid bill. “You know what? I’ll just wait for her at my table. I don’t want to cause any issues.”
The maître d' finally smiled and agreed. “I think that would be best.”
Hasan walked back and sat in his chair, slumping down to take up as little room as he could, now having been thoroughly embarrassed for the second time that night. Valkyrae would be back any second, he told himself, and they would laugh together about him being held hostage. He could basically picture her adorable laugh and her smile now.
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Hidden away from street view, in the dark alley, Valkyrae smiled up at Josh, kneeling down on the roughly cemented pathway. Her dress barely came down past her ass, which meant that her bare knees were on the dirty pavement. It hurt, but she liked how slutty it made her feel.
“Come on,” she encouraged him, giddy about making such a large, brawny man stunlocked. “I need you to fuck my pretty little mouth. I need it! Take out that big fucking cock and facefuck me!”
Finally breaking from his lust-induced stupor, Josh hurriedly undid his belt and unzipped his pants to release his engorged member. Her teasing was more than enough to ensure he was fully erect, and he made a show of the reveal, pulling his ten-inch cock out and letting it bounce and hang inches away from her face.
The first bounce actually struck her delicate cheek and she gasped with an open-mouthed smile. “So fucking big, so thick,” she moaned, reaching up to grab the base with her right hand. It was as wide as a soda can, so her fingers couldn’t possibly wrap around the whole thing. “It’s so heavy too.. fucking hell.”
“This entire cock is about to be stuffed down your throat, slut.”
Rae bit her lip as she felt her panties becoming damp. “It might not fit..”
“Oh, it will fit. One way or another, it will fit.”
She let out a slight moan. “Well, we are in a bit of a rush, so I guess.. you will have to get a little rough with me.”
“Just a little rough, hm? I think our time crunch calls for more than that.”
Rae’s lower half squirmed as she was talked down to. “F-fine.. you have permission to be as rough as you want, as long as you cum fast. Force your cock down my throat, pull my hair, ignore me when I ask for air, anything.. but let me get used to you first..”
Josh smiled as the brutal permissions were granted, and he watched as she inspected his cock, getting super close and admiring it, a look of fascination washing over her pretty face. Josh laughed in response. “You act like you forgot what it looks like.”
Valkyrae giggled and then began kissing his cockhead with small, tender kisses. “Mwah, mwah, mwah–I know I’ve seen it before, but it’s just been so long, you know?” She continued kissing his cock along the head, then down his length, covering every inch, every bulging vein, with pleasing smooches from her soft lips.
Every one of her pecks sent a blissful shot of pleasure up through his body. It made his balls churn, the way only a proper tease could. “But you’ve been thinking about it,” Josh boasted, his ego driven up by the way she was worshipping his cock. “My fat dick is seared into your brain, and you know it.”
Valkyrae moaned, continuing to kiss his cock before reaching his balls. There, she planted several long smooches, before lapping at them with her warm tongue. “You’re saying–LICK–I’ve been thinking about–LICK–your cock? After how mean you were–LICK–and after you left? While I’ve been–LICK–dating Hasan?!”
Josh tilted his head back in pleasure as his balls were kissed, licked, and sucked. Having such a famous streamer, such an attractive woman, worship his balls while his cock laid over her stunning face; it was heaven, it fed an ego like nothing else could. “That’s exactly what I’m saying. You’ve been thinking about my fat cock every night before you go to bed.”
Rae found it difficult to focus on conversation as she leaned down further and rubbed her adorable face deep into Josh’s big balls. It was a degrading thing to do, especially unprompted, and double especially with her professionally-applied makeup. After Hasan had told her that he was taking her to one of the fanciest restaurants in town, she had deemed it appropriate to go to her usual stylist so that she could look her best. This was the stylist she went to for big events or photoshoots.
And now, here she was, debasing herself for Josh’s amusement. His hefty sack covered every part of her face, even her eyes, as she moved left to right, smothering herself with his giant balls. It wasn’t even a conscious choice she made; it was more of a biological reaction. She saw his big, burly set of balls and something inside screamed at her to rub them all over her face.
“You don’t know that,” she finally replied, muffled underneath his balls. Her right hand began to sneak down between her legs, under her dress, and into her panties. She secretly rubbed her pussy, unable to resist the act that her cunt had been screaming for.
“Yes, I do,” Josh replied. “That’s why you’re enjoying this so much; you’ve been looking forward to it.”
Her thighs squeezed together as she began fingering herself, allowing the dirty talk to turn her slut mode into overdrive. Every part of her body felt hot, like she was on fire, and the degrading act she was performing was making it all worse–or better.
She kissed and licked his nuts more enthusiastically, sending him to the moon with pleasure, derived both from the physical sensation and the empowering feeling of being worshipped.
Rae continued rubbing her face into his balls and fingering her cunt as she admitted the truth. “Okay, okay! Mffgghh, mmm! You’re right, you’re right.. I have been thinking about your cock.. all the time, way too often..”
Josh laughed with pride, looking down at the pretty streamer with authority. The sight of his balls covering her face was truly incredible. “I knew it. You’re too much of a whore not to have my cock on your mind.”
“God, fuck.. how are you always right?” she asked herself with an ounce of spite, still smothering her pretty face with Josh’s ballsack, moaning into it as her true slutty self was revealed. “Everything you say and do–mmfffghh–is just perfect. You know me–mfgghhh–better than I know myself! I really, really have been thinking–mwah, mwah–about you, about your cock. I’ve hated myself for it, I even–mfgghhh–slapped myself one night, because I was so mad! The image of your cock–mwah, mwah–just wouldn’t leave my dumb little head. The worst part was–mmfffghh–it didn’t even work. I was still thinking about your cock–mwah, mwah–after I hit myself.. I’m such a whore, such a greedy little bitch.. greedy.. little.. whore!”
Valkyrae’s body suddenly began to convulse as the degradation became too much. She talked herself into an orgasm, and her body almost went numb from the pleasure that washed over her. Wave after wave of euphoric bliss smashed into every slutty corner of her body as she shook, eyes rolling back and head going dumb.
Josh groaned with ravenous lust at the sight. This beautiful streamer was orgasming all from being degraded and worshipping his balls. Somehow, the night had turned into a great success, and he hadn’t even gotten his cock sucked yet.
“Fuckkkk, fuck, fuck..” she moaned, recovering from the incredible climax. Finally, she came out from under his balls and looked up at him, a dizzy smile on her face. “I guess.. I guess I was a little pent up, heh. Sorry..”
Josh smiled back at her. “Don’t ever apologize for being a slut, Valkyrae. It’s who you are; you can’t change it.”
Rae smiled and looked to finally be back to her normal self. “Hah.. no, no. I’m not, I’m really not a slut. I’d have a way bigger body count if I was. I just lost myself for a second, but I’m okay. Now, it’s time for me to be a good friend and give you the best blowjob ever, so I can get back to my date.”
The contradictory sentiment in her statements was pretty amusing, but Josh had a feeling she did that on purpose. Nevertheless, he didn’t care. As long as he got his dick sucked, he didn’t care.
Not wasting another second, Valkyrae sat up and took Josh’s cockhead into her mouth, stretching her out as far as her mouth could go. She sucked on his head for a few seconds, hollowing out her cheeks slightly before she tried to take his cock down further.
“Glugh glughhhh,” she gawked, immediately gagging on his massive cock and making her eyes water. Now that she had his dick in her mouth, with her wet tongue swirling around, tasting him, a curious look crossed her face, and she backed away. After another moment of contemplation, she looked up at Josh with somewhat of an accusatory glance. “Who’s pussy am I tasting right now?”
Josh was getting ready to receive a world of pleasure and was now faced with an interrogation. Smiling, he replied, “Fuck, you can tell?”
She tilted her head and rolled her eyes playfully. “Yes, Josh, I know what pussy tastes like, smells like, too. I happen to have one! And,” she began to say before leaning forward and deepthroating half of Josh’s cock, backing away to add, “that is definitely pussy.”
Josh let out a pleasured, guttural moan at the satisfying sucking. “But.. just because you have a pussy doesn’t mean you should know what it tastes like, much less notice it off my cock. I think someone’s been doing a little exploring with her roommates, haha.”
Rae had begun sucking the head of his cock once more before the accusation rang out, and she backed away. “What? No! I’ve.. I haven’t! Never that far, anyway. I’ve only done stuff with them while you were there..”
“Don’t lie to me, bitch.”
Rae took the insult in stride. “Sir, this bitch would never ever ever ever lie to you.”
“Good girl,” he replied, patting her head. “Now get back to sucking.”
“Yes, sir,” she replied with a dutiful smile, kissing his cockhead once more and then attempting to deepthroat him yet again. There was a brutal aspect to the way she dove onto his cock, jamming it down her throat and forcing herself to accommodate the size instead of listening to her body’s own protests; the gagging, the watery eyes, the way her stomach lurched forward in an visceral attempt to retch–she ignored it all and throated him to the best of her ability.
But despite her enthusiasm, only five inches made it into her throat before she could make no further progress. She tried backing up and bobbing her head to go further, but that didn’t help much.
“Come on, slut. You can do it,” Josh said, encouraging her to try to take his cock all on her own. “You were made for this. Don’t fucking fail at something you were biologically made to do, you dumb bitch.”
Valkyrae wanted to prove herself to him, but they were short on time. It was a miracle that Hasan hadn’t already shown up, and she knew that miracle wouldn’t last forever.
She backed up, releasing his cock from her mouth as saliva dripped down, and said, “This won’t work. I’m sorry! I’m sorry I’m so useless, but.. you're too damn big; it'll take way too long for me to get comfortable with your size. Just.. just pound it down my throat.” Her request was said somewhat dramatically, as if she knew the consequences of giving Josh such freedom. “No mercy, okay? Go fucking wild and cum as fast as you can.”
He felt his cock jump at the demand. He wanted nothing more than to destroy Valkyrae’s tight throat, but he wanted to double check. “Are you sure that’s what you want? Your hair, your makeup, it’s all going to get ruined.”
“I don’t care; I can clean myself up with my makeup bag. You have to cum asap, and you always take forever, so no holding back. Just treat me like a goddamn prostitute.”
Nothing more needed to be said. Josh immediately grabbed Rae by the hair and pulled her closer, earning an excited yelp from her. He then grabbed his cock and shoved it into her open mouth, burying as much of his cock down her throat as he could, instantly making her gag and forcing her eyes to roll back before they recovered and focused on the task at hand.
“Like this? Is this what you wanted? You fucking whore.” All manners were set aside as Josh now had one goal in mind: to cum. He improved his tight grip on her hair and then went to town, thrusting his cock in and out of her throat with reckless abandon. “Ahh, yeah! This is the fucking best! So goddamn tight. You know, you do kind of look like a prostitute. Giving me head, in this dark, dirty alley.”
Rae moaned at the degradation, acknowledging that she was the one who first mentioned being treated like a prostitute. Still, her pussy grew more and more wet with every insult he hurled at her.
“I bet there have been plenty of other prostitutes, real ones, kneeled down exactly where you are now, on that fucking concrete, wearing slutty heels like like yours. Doesn’t that make you feel like a whore?”
Rae squirmed once more. She would have nodded if she could. Of course, Josh had two hands gripping her hair, so any head movements she made were not in her control.
Josh noticed instant improvements since he had taken over. For starters, he was able to fit seven of his ten inches down her throat, which made Valkyrae’s eyes widen in apparent panic. The depth that his cock was reaching hadn’t been disturbed since the last time he throated her, almost three weeks ago. “Ahhhh yeah, that’s it. That’s a good girl. Take my goddamn cock, slut. Just like that, down your worthless fucking throat.”
The next improvement was the momentum. Now that Josh was in control, he could fuck her throat with interruptions, and already, he felt his balls churning. Something about being in control always did it for him. Perhaps it was the way Rae’s pleading eyes were looking up at him, or the way he was fucking her face like it was a pussy, or maybe it was the way he was treating such a perfect woman, a woman that, in any other scenario, would be regarded with the highest amount of respect.
Either way, Josh didn’t care. He had one objective, and that was to empty his balls all over her face.
She wouldn’t agree to it, probably. It’d make way too much of a mess, but that’s what he wanted to do. Then, the next time he saw her, he could imagine her with his load covering her pretty face, even if she did continue to date Hasan, which seemed likely.
“Such a perfect little fucking throat,” he said, ramming his dick into her mouth, treating her head like a fleshlight. “Ahhh, fuck yes! Fuck! Feels so fucking good. Bet it feels good for you too, doesn’t it, whore?”
Rae could hardly focus as Josh had been fucking her throat for over a minute now, with no breaks allowed. Her hands instinctually came up to push his thighs away, despite her telling him to get as rough as he wanted. Her chin was covered in spit, her eyes were watering and ruining her mascara, and her face was beet red.
“Uh uh,” Josh replied, tightening his grip on her head. “Don’t even fucking think about it. You told me to cum fast, didn’t you? That means, I’m going to use your throat as if you weren’t a fucking person at all, as if you were a useless sex toy!”
Valkyrae had to fight her body’s panic in an attempt to calm down. Josh was going to use her throat until he was finished–that much was certain. Whether she’d be conscious or not was an entirely different matter, but she couldn’t bitch out now.
“Yes, yes, yes! Fucking hell! You have one of the best throats, Rae! How much did you say you were charging me again?”
Of course, no response other than gluck-gluck-glucks came. He was still going on about her being a prostitute and she couldn’t defend herself, physically or verbally.
“I’d say this is a top tier performance,” Josh continued his teasing while ramming his cock down her throat. “A hooker like you oughta get at least ten dollars for this. That sounds fair, right? Ten dollars for a dirty whore like you.” He then paused his throatfucking, holding her down on his cock as deeply as she would go, only an inch or two from his base, and he stared at her. “You would say thank you if I handed you a ten dollar bill after this, wouldn’t you? You’d thank me for being so generous?”
Valkyrae looked up at him through her watering and reddened eyes, desperate for air and for a break, but she knew what Josh wanted, and she knew she couldn’t possibly hope to get what she wanted until Josh got what he wanted. That’s what he used to preach all the time, his needs and wants mattered more than hers.
Gurgling around his cock, she moaned out a meager attempt at agreement. “Gggluhhh..”
“I don’t speak whore,” Josh replied, feigning anger but not faking his aggression, pushing his cock deeper and deeper into her throat.
Her eyes rolled back once more as Josh finally forced his cock all the way in, clearing the last few inches that had eluded Rae’s throat for so long. Her final throat barrier was cleared and he slipped in rather easily after that, having paved the throatway for his massive cock. Wanting to keep that progress, Josh fucked her face rapidly, only letting three or four of his inches out at a time.
Valkyrae’s nose pressed firmly against his pelvis with each thrust as she slapped at his sides, no longer able to take the punishing throatfuck without retaliating. She had no idea how much time had passed, but it had felt like almost five minutes. Though, her brain had gone completely dumb from the lack of oxygen, so keeping an accurate time clock in her head was out of the question.
“I thought you said you wanted me to get rough?” Josh asked, clearly stalling so he didn’t have to remove his cock. “You fucking asked for this, whore, and then you complain? How useless can you be?”
“Glrrghhh!” she moaned out, kicking her feet below her as her brain was starved of oxygen.
Josh continued fucking her throat through all of it. He knew he would release her soon, not wanting to deal with an unconscious Rae and the consequences that would follow, but he wanted to see how far he could take it. His orgasm was close, but the timing just wasn’t there. She would be out cold before he reached his climax.
And evidently, Valkyrae was at her point of no return. Her slapping protests had quickly introduced scratching, and that’s when Josh knew she was seconds away from passing out. Rather reluctantly, Josh let her go, not yet having blown his load.
Rae shoved herself free and fell back, gasping for air. Her breaths were deep and pained, with coughs in between as she sputtered to regulate her breathing.
Josh stroked his cock, standing powerfully above her, as she recovered from his rough throatfucking. The sight of such a beautiful girl struggling, after she begged him to be rough and after he delivered that request; it turned him on greatly, so much so that he couldn’t wait for her to recuperate. He knelt down over her, one knee planted just below her armpits as she laid supine. There, he jacked off above her face, his cock less than a foot from its target.
Rae finally gathered herself enough to see what he was doing. “Can’t even–cough–let me finish catching my breath?” A weak smile flashed across her face, a welcomed sight to match her running mascara, spit-covered lips, chin and neck, and disheveled hair. “You fuck my throat–cough–hard enough to almost kill me and you can’t even let me recover? God, you’re a.. a beast of a man, haha. Insatiable.”
“Get ready,” Josh stated rather bluntly, ignoring her remarks, as he continued to jack his cock off above her with increasing speed.
Valkyrae’s mind was still fuzzy, so she wasn’t thinking completely straight. “On my face? Is that where you’re going to blow your load? Hah..”
“Damn right,” Josh replied, feeling his balls churn as his climax approached. He had thoroughly fucked Rae’s throat and the glory of that conquest, shown clearly by Rae’s sloppy appearance, is what fueled his impending orgasm.
“That’s so dirty, going to make such a big mess..”
“I paid for you, didn’t I? I should get to empty my balls where I want.”
Rae bit her lip, deciding whether or not she wanted to play the role of a prostitute. “I mean, you haven’t paid me yet..”
“Fuck!” he exclaimed, finding the roleplay very erotic, prompting him to masturbate even faster. “Don’t be a bitch about it. You’ll get your money, you whore.”
Rae batted her eyelashes at him. “Oh, don’t worry about it, sir. I know you’re good for it, and I know that I’m.. I’m just a sex toy, a sex toy you can buy and put on a payment plan. You can get me my money whenever. Guys should never, ever have to pay up front for their prostitutes.”
“Nghh!” Josh moaned, even though Rae’s voice dripped with dramatics. His orgasm was fast approaching. “I’m going to fucking empty my nuts all over your face, whore!”
“Mmm, yes, daddy! Give me your load! Empty your balls all over my dumb face! Cover me in your cum and then send me back to my date, back to Hasan! I won’t even clean up! I’ll walk right up to him and give him a big kiss!”
“Here it comes, whore!”
Josh stroked his cock fiercely as he aimed it right at Valkyrae’s face. He erupted a moment later as pleasure overwhelmed him, and he blasted Rae with shot after shot of his steaming hot cum. The first ropes of sperm draped across her forehead and down to her lips, pooling around her eyes. Then her cheeks were hit, and her chin, then her forehead again and lips and eyes and–nothing was left unscathed. Her face was drenched in sperm, once, twice, three times over.
“Oh my god,” Rae finally said, some jizz leaking into her mouth. “I.. I totally forgot how much you can cum.”
Josh let out a satisfied sigh as his orgasm died down. “That was fucking fantastic, haha.”
Rae held as still as she could, worried that the wrong move would drip cum onto her dress, but eventually, she knew she had to get up. “Hehe, I’m glad you enjoyed it. I did too, actually.”
“Of course you did. You’re a prostitute.”
Now that the fun had ended, Rae’s bratty self returned. After managing to get onto her feet, she squinted her eyes open and landed a hard punch on Josh’s upper arm. “Fucker! I am not a prostitute! That was so messed up, by the way. I couldn’t even respond while you kept calling me that.”
Josh laughed as he watched Rae attempt to clean her face. “Hey, you literally asked me to treat you like a hooker. But I guess I’m the bad guy for giving you what you want, right?”
Rae playfully scoffed at the ridiculous logic, with her face still covered in sperm. “Uh huh, it’s totally not what you wanted, too. Degrading me must’ve been so hard for you.”
“It was hard, okay? I’m a changed man now, I told you.”
Rae laughed out loud. “Oh god! This again. You know, something about me almost passing out while choking on your cock tells me that you’re not all that different from before, actually.”
The two laughed together as they shared a quick moment of silence in the beautiful and peaceful glow of the night.
“You know,” Rae said, “I really am worth more than ten dollars.”
Josh let out another laugh. “I know, I know. It was just a hot thing to say.”
“Oh, yeah?” Rae asked with a teasing voice. “You think it’s hot that I’d only charge you ten dollars to fuck my throat? If I really was a prostitute? It’d be hot if that I was that fucking cheap, huh?”
Josh nodded. “Yes, it would be. It’d also be hot if you let me take a photo of you right now.”
Valkyrae looked herself up and down, watching the cum drip off her face and onto the floor. “A photo? Of me like this? Josh! No way..”
“Just as a little memento, you know? To remember the night where I interrupted your date and emptied my balls all over your face.”
Rae bit her lip softly, considering the idea. “Something tells me the memory alone will be enough of a memento..”
“But..” Josh added, seeing if she would bite.
She groaned and rolled her eyes. “But I guess it’s fine. Just don’t show anyone, okay?”
“Scout’s honor,” Josh said as he fished his phone out of his pants pocket. “Okay, smile and say, ‘I’m a prostitute’.”
“Oh my god, that is horrible!” Valkyrae replied, giving him a killer stare, but she eventually relented. Striking a quick pose, she said, “I’m a prostitute!” before giggling and hiding her face in embarrassment. “I swear, the things I do with you.. I would never ever do with anyone else. Jesus..”
The two then went into clean up mode. Josh took off the dress shirt that he borrowed and gave it to Rae to use as a clean-up rag. She then grabbed her makeup bag out of her purse and did her best to restore herself to her former beauty. Josh watched on, admiring the beautiful woman working her magic. He then sighed, knowing that a difficult topic lay ahead.
“So..” he began to say, just as she was redoing her mascara.
Somehow, she knew what he was going to say. “Yes, Josh, I.. I am still going to date him.”
“I didn’t even say anything!”
Rae looked at him, head tilted and with an accusing glare.
“Okay, okay, I was just going to say that, I think it would be a good idea if we were more than friends, going forward.”
She put her hands down in her lap and sighed deeply. “I’m not going to say that tonight was a mistake, because it wasn’t.. I enjoyed this a lot, Josh, but.. we really got carried away. I just liked how.. how far you went to show me that you still cared, and I wanted to reward you for that, a little, I guess. But this can’t be a regular thing, okay? I’m with Hasan. I’m dating Hasan, and only him.”
Chuckling to himself, Josh couldn’t help but realize how much he had fucked up. He was still scoring with the girls, but it’s like he had lost their love that used to come with it. His absence caused that rift, and yet again, he had no one to blame but himself.
“But I meant what I said earlier,” Rae continued. “We can still be friends.”
Josh nodded and smiled at her. “And I meant what I said earlier too. I’d be honored to be your friend. Just don’t blame me if I try to get into your pants from time to time.”
Valkyrae let out a giggle as she finished up her makeup, looking herself over in her tiny mirror. “You can try all you want, but it won’t work. I’m going to be loyal to Hasan.”
“Just like you were loyal to him tonight?”
“I told you! This was a one-time thing! Mainly because you beat up that guy just to talk to me, honestly. That was hot, haha.”
Josh paused for a moment. “Wait, wait, wait.. all I have to do if I want some head is beat up some random dude? Done deal.”
“Noooo,” she giggled out loud. “You’re so ridiculous, oh my god..”
They smiled at each other as silence followed this exchange. The emotional tension between them simmered in the cool air of the dark alley.
After a few moments, Josh spoke up with a request. “Just promise me one thing, okay? Go slow with him. Make sure he’s the one before you.. do anything.”
“Really?” Rae asked him, almost impressed with his boldness. “What are you, my dad? Telling me to be chaste with my boyfriend?”
Josh shrugged his shoulders. “Well, you were calling me daddy not too long ago..”
Rae let out a short, stifled laugh. “Hah! Jesus, Josh.. that’s–I don’t know. I’m not promising anything, but..”
“But?”
“But if he doesn’t push me on it, then.. maybe. He’s been super patient so far.”
Josh nodded, satisfied with that crumb of confirmation. To lighten the mood, he joked, “Just save yourself for me. That’s all I’m asking.”
“Oh yeah?” Rae replied with an amused skepticism. “Save myself so that I’ll be pure when you come and swoop me off my feet again, right?”
“Exactly,” he replied, laughing with her as their unusual agreement took hold. “So.. when will I see you again? I think Poki kicked me out of the house.”
“Oh shit, really?” Rae asked. “Sorry to hear that, but.. I’m not surprised. She was pretty upset about you leaving. Poor girl is going through a lot.”
“Trust me, I know..”
“Guess you already ran into her, huh? Well, I’m not sure. I’m actually.. I’m traveling with Hasan soon. We’re headed up to his parent’s place this weekend, tomorrow.”
Josh looked a little taken back. “You’re meeting his parents?”
Nodding almost reluctantly, Rae replied, “Yeah.. I was supposed to be going on the 100Thieves camping trip, but the timing with Hasan’s parents lined up, and he asked me, so–uh.. wait, wait! You can take my spot!”
Josh looked up from his solemn stare at the ground. “On the camping trip?”
“Yeah!” Valkyrae replied, genuinely excited at the idea. “It’s going to be a lot of fun! You can get away from the city for a bit and make some new friends and maybe,” she began to say before adding a wink, “maybe you can find a new streamer to fuck, so that–you know–you don’t have to harass me and Hasan all the time, haha.”
The idea was immediately appealing. Josh handled himself pretty well outdoors, and with Valkyrae’s rejection, there was no one he could really turn to now. Perhaps exploring new pastures was the right move.
“Are you sure that they’d even take me on? It sounds like it's only for streamers.”
Valkyrae looked at him with an eye roll. “Josh, I literally co-own the whole org. I’ll fire anyone there who says you can’t go, haha.”
With that plan in motion, Josh and Rae hugged one last time before finally parting. He slapped her ass as she made her way to the restaurant and watched as she giggled and bounced towards the entrance.
Yet another girl had slipped through his fingers.
But somehow, his hope remained. The only question was whether that hope was fruitful or just plain stupid.