The Camgirl Part I: The Roommate [F] [M] [Str8] [exh] [voy] [mast]

I: Liam

Liam Greyson looked around as he entered his girlfriend’s apartment, “Hello? Marie?”

No one answered. Maybe she’s in the shower or something.

Closing the door behind him, Liam looked around. Marie’s place was incredible—way nicer than any of the freshman dorms! She had her own kitchen—well, she and her roommates did at least—and it looked like each one of them had their own room. Why had she never invited him here before?

With a sigh, Liam took out his phone to send Marie a text. She had told him the door would be unlocked, but he had assumed that was because she—or someone, at least—would be here.

“Hello?”

Liam looked up at the sound of the perky, feminine voice, and almost dropped his phone. Standing in the doorway of one of the rooms was the reason Marie had never invited him over before.

The girl’s pale skin set off her long mane of radiant, deep blue hair and matching eyes outlined by black eyeliner. She wore only knee-highs an over-sized hoodie that went down to the middle of her toned thighs. A hoodie that Liam knew hid a slim, fit body with a small, nicely rounded ass, and incredibly perky breasts. He assumed this was one of Marie’s roommates, and though he had never met the girl before, Liam had jacked off to her—most recently—two nights ago.

* * *

Liam tapped his fingers next to his laptop’s trackpad as he waited for the model’s cam to load, glancing at the door again to make sure it was locked.

It was.

After the day he had just had, the last thing he needed was for Jed or one of his floormates to walk in on him jacking off. Tony wouldn’t be back for at least an hour and a half—his CS Lab didn’t end until 7:30—and Chris was off at a rush event, so Liam should have been fine, but they had a few floormates that had barged in without knocking before.

That would be much worse.

The model’s video stream finally loaded, presenting Liam with the thankfully-clear image of an incredibly pretty girl with long blue hair. She sat on a bed wearing grey knee-highs, a short, tight-fitting T-shirt, and lacy panties the color and shade of her hair. Her audio stream had turned on a half-second earlier than the video, greeting Liam with a loud, high-pitched, “Woooo! What’s up, guys?”

It seemed the model had just started her show, as the tip jar was close to empty. Liam didn’t often visit cam sites, as the girls often just sat there—sometimes fully clothed—unless someone was tipping, and Liam preferred not to pay for his dick’s entertainment. Since he had seen this girl, about a month ago, however, h had started forgoing the usual tube-sites in favor of her shows. She went by “Cherry,” or her handle, Cherrypie, and—according to Reddit—had become quite the sensation over the past few months.

Liam had no trouble believing that.

“Guess what, guys!” Cherry said, her peppy voice adding to her alluring mix of sexy and adorable, “I have a surprise for everybody, and you guys get to see it once the tip jar hits 250. I’ll even be nice and help get you all started.”

Flashing a smile at the camera that was somehow innocent and seductive simultaneously, Cherry lifted the hem of her top to flash her tits at her audience.

Liam grinned and freed his cock from the confines of his boxer briefs, feeling it grow at the sight of Cherry’s amazing tits—pale mounds of flesh capped with small pink nipples. They weren’t huge, or even in the C-D cup range that Liam normally preferred, but they just fit her perfectly. They were also incredibly perky—Liam believed they were about as large as a pair of breasts could get without starting to droop under their own weight. They looked so soft, the nipples begging to be sucked.

Liam licked his lips as he began to run his fingers lightly up and down his shaft.

Sadly, Cherry pulled her shirt back down, hiding her wonderful tits again after revealing them for only a few seconds. Those few seconds had done their job, however, and the tips began pouring in from everyone else in the chat-room.

Liam—continuing to touch himself—glanced over at his phone. He picked it up and unlocked it, the screen opening to the text conversation with his girlfriend, Marie. He read her last text again:

Sorry babe, gotta study again.

Sighing, Liam set the phone back down on his desk. Tonight was the fourth night in a row Marie had blown him off.

Well, he thought, turning his attention back to Cherry, she can’t blame me for attending to my needs without her.

It had been less than a minute, but already the tip jar was filled with over a thousand coins.

“Ah! Thank you, guys!” Cherry exclaimed, the last part coming out almost like a squeak.

She got up on her knees and hooked her fingers under the band of her panties, then pulled them down, revealing her smooth, hairless pussy.

“That’s right, guys!” she said, thrusting her hips toward the camera, “the bush is gone! Doing some smooth sailing for a while.”

Cherry sat back on the bed and finished pulling her panties all the way off. She lifted her legs straight up in the air, giving Liam a nice view of her nether lips being squeezed together by her taught thighs. Then she got on her hands and knees and turned so that her ass—just slightly more plump than the average skinny white girl’s ass, no doubt due to whatever exercise she did to keep fit—faced the camera. She reached back and spread her cheeks, displaying the already glistening folds of her pink lips, and the tight, puckered starfish nestled above it.

“I know a lot of you guys liked the blue bush,” she said, turning back around so that she faced the camera, but keeping her legs spread and her pussy in full view, “but I’m trying this for now. Who knows, if I don’t like it, I might have the bush make a comeback.”

Liam hoped she didn’t. Her “bush” that she had maintained before had only been a small, almost heart-shaped patch of hair—dyed deep blue to ensure the curtains matched the drapes, of course—about in inch above her clit, but Liam liked the clean-shaven look. Plus, even though Liam had never gone down on a girl before—not even Marie, despite his almost begging once—he imagined he would enjoy himself more without any hair tickling his nose should he ever attempt the act.

“Wow, guys!” Cherry said, looking directly into the camera, “I was going to set the goal at 2000 tokens to see me blow Lt. Dan, but since you guys are already past 2800, I’ll set the goal at 3500 for a buttplug, and 5500 to ride the good soldier.”

As Cherry reached off-screen to grab “Lt. Dan,” a rubbery, legless torso with a dildo and balls attached to it, more tips poured in, sending the tip jar to 3516 before Cherry had managed to get herself situated on top of Lt. Dan.

Her face lit up when she noticed the amount, “Ahhh! Thank you!” She thanked a few of the larger contributors individually, “Fuck it!” She said, grabbing at the bottom of her shirt, “You guys are awesome tonight. Tits out!”

More tips poured in as Cherry flung off the top, again baring her wonderfully perky tits, and squeezed them, pinching the nipples a few times before reaching off-screen again.

“Alright guys, I’m gonna start blowing Officer Dan here in a minute, “she pulled her hands back into view and held up a silver buttplug with a blue rhinestone on the end up to the camera, “I’m going to put this guy in my ass first though, so I can enjoy that while I blow him.”

Cherry moved the torso side before getting on her hands and knees again, ass facing the camera.

“Just gotta get myself a little warmed up,” she commented, running a finger up and down her juicy slit.

Liam sat mesmerized, his cock now at its full seven inches, and began to stroke himself up and down as Cherry played with her pussy for him. He caught little moans as she used her fingers to massage her outer lips and deeper within her folds, spreading them so he could see deeper inside. Then she slipped a single digit into those velvety lips—at first just to the first knuckle, massaging her soft opening as it grew wetter. Then she pressed deeper, punctuating the penetration with a sharp, but satisfied moan. She began thrusting that finger into her pussy slowly, sinking it all the way in, then out until the tip barely touched her lips.

The tips began pouring in again, and she added a second finger to accompany the glistening, sex-soaked digit. Liam thought he heard another moan over the sound of the tips, and it sent shivers down his spine. He made sure to control his own hand—he wanted to cum to Cherry, but not anytime soon.

Cherry continued playing with herself, thrusting the two glistening shining fingers in and out, occasionally spreading her lips with them. Then, after sinking her fingers deep inside her, she giggled, “Whoops, looks like I got a little carried away, guys.”

She turned around and held the two glistening fingers that had just been in her pussy up for Liam to see and grinned, “Just so you know, guys, I taste amazing.”

Closing her eyes, Cherry parted her lips, extending her small pink tongue to taste the slick digits. She gave a few testing licks, then slid the fingers into her mouth down to the knuckle, sealing her lips around them as she sucked them clean.

Liam felt his cock throb when Cherry threw the camera a smoky, half-lidded gaze, making appreciative sounds at the taste of her fingers. Then Cherry pulled her fingers—clean but still shining—from her lips and held the silver plug up to the camera, “Alright guys, now its this one’s turn.”

Cherry turned back around so Liam could see her pussy and asshole, earning a few more tips. Spreading her lips with the fingers she had just cleaned, she slid the plug into her pussy. Then she flinched, squeaking as she did so, “Ah! Fuck, that’s cold!”

She didn’t take the plug out yet, though, instead sliding it in deeper and giving it a few thrusts that caused her to shiver and mewl. When Cherry did take the plug back out, it dripped with her juices. She angled the lubricated plug up slightly, then pressed inward.

Liam released his grip on his cock. Watching Cherry’s tight little asshole swallow that plug in high definition put him dangerously close to the edge. Seeing the gem-plug sit snug above her pussy once she removed her fingers didn’t help much either.

Cherry spread her round ass cheeks, giving him a wonderful view of her ass and pussy, then turned around and pulled Lt. Dan back on screen. She situated herself so the long, thin dildo sat just beside her face, “Alright, guys, my ass is nice and full, and it’s time for Lt. Dan to get some head.”

Liam began stroking his cock again. It was aching to cum now.

Cherry began with the tip of her tongue, darting around the head with small, flicking licks. It looked like that would have felt good—though Liam didn’t know enough to verify that. Cherry moved on to longer, broader licks, bathing the rubbery cock in her spit, and looking pleased with herself. Every now and again she would flash a sultry look toward Liam, sometimes with a seductive grin, sometimes with her lips pursed against the cock.

Then Cherry put the cock in her mouth, sucking on it and licking the shaft with her tongue. Then she slid the dildo farther in, moaning as she did so. Then deeper again, and again until her lips were halfway down the shaft. That was as far down as she went for a while, alternating between bobbing her head up and down on the shaft, flicking her tongue around the head of the rubbery cock, and drawing her tongue up and down the shaft in long, slow strokes.

Liam’s hand increased its speed as Cherry moaned around the cockhead. When watching porn he merely tolerated most of the porn stars’ exaggerated noises, but Cherry’s seemed genuine, les forced, as though she really enjoyed having the phallus in her mouth, pleasuring it as though it were attached to a real person.

Cherry moved down and kissed the side of the shaft, sealing her lips tight around that spot and sucking on it as if she were giving it a hickey. Then she took the cock in mouth again, but this time she didn’t stop halfway, lowering her head further down until only Lt. Dan’s balls remained unclaimed by her mouth. Holding the base of the shaft where it was, she looked up at Liam, smiled, and then winked. She held it like that a moment longer before lifting her head back up and taking the cock—now dripping with spit—fully out of her mouth. After taking a few deep, panting breaths, she smiled, “You guys like that? Want me to stuff this cock down my throat a few more times before I give Lt. Dan a ride?”

A few more tips poured in. Some so big they made Liam’s eyes go wide.

Cherry giggled, “Thank you, guys! Throat full of cock it is, then.”

Liam’s eyes went even wider as Cherry slammed her head down on the rubbery shaft, taking the entire thing in her mouth without hesitation. Apparently, she was blessed with the lack of a gag reflex.

Liam pumped his cock furiously as Cherry deepthroated the lucky rubber cock, alternating between rapidly slamming the cock in and out of her mouth, and slowly taking it in and out licking the shaft and head as she did so. When she held the cock all the way down her throat again, counting with the fingers of her free hand, it was too much for Liam. He only made it to four before his cock exploded, into the tissue he had barely positioned in time. Rope after thick rope erupted from him as he continued to watch Cherry hold the rubber cock in her mouth—she was at nine now. He watched, fixated imagining that it was his cock lodged in her warm, wet mouth, shooting blasts of cum down her throat as she teased the underside of his shaft with her tongue.

When Liam had coaxed the last of the cum from his balls, he was panting, his hand sticky from the enormous amount of cum that had soaked through the thin tissue. He hadn’t cum that hard in a long time, not from his own hand or even from Marie.

Cherry pulled up from the cock at sixteen, taking a few gasping breaths. Her eyes glistened, but hadn’t caused her makeup to run.

“Wow, guys,” she said, “that was a new record. Now I’m gonna ride this boy. Woo!”

Liam got up to clean off his hands—Cherry hadn’t done this on the other shows he had seen—usually just using a vibrator on her clit, fingering herself or smacking her ass—and he wanted to see her fuck something, even if it was just a dildo. Usually he lost all interest in anything sexual after he came—especially if he came this hard; but his cock had not begun to go soft yet, and he didn’t want to miss this.

Then he heard someone unlocking the door.

“Fuck!”

Liam closed the laptop and dashed into the bathroom to clean off.

* * *

The blue haired girl, Cherry—though Liam doubted that was her real name—raised an eyebrow, and Liam realized she was waiting for him to answer.

“Oh, uh, hi!” Liam said, putting his phone back in his pocket. He stepped forward and extended his hand, “I’m Liam. Uh, Marie’s—”

“Cherry” smiled and cut him off, “Ah! You’re Marie’s boyfriend,” she took his hand and shook it vigorously, “It’s so nice to meet you. Here, come sit. Marie went out to get you two some food, I think. She should be back soon. I’m Blake, by the way.”

As Blake led him over to the couch, the memory of the first show he had seen her in—wearing nothing but black stockings, a pair of cat ears, and a furry tail-plug, flashed across his mind, and he felt the blood rush to his dick. He sat down quickly, taking a moment to arrange his equipment while Blake took a seat in one of the chairs across from him.

“So, this is the first time you’ve been over here, right?” Blake asked.

Liam nodded as he glanced around at the main room, “Yeah, this place is really nice.”

His eyes settled on Blake.

Fuck! She’s so fucking adorably hot that even if I hadn’t already seen her naked and fingering herself I’d have a hard enough time not staring at her.

Liam tried to distract himself, “So, um, how did you and Marie meet? He asked, “She never really, uh…”

Blake raised an eyebrow, “She hasn’t mentioned me?”

Liam gave her a sheepish grin and ran his hand through his hair nervously, “Uh…No. No, she has not.”

Blake rolled her eyes, sighing, “Oh Marie…” she met Liam’s eyes, “She and I were roommates last year. We became really good friends, so we rented this place, but since she found out about my…hobby I started over the summer, she’s been a little distant. I’m not surprised that she hasn’t invited you over yet—I know she’s the jealous type.”

Liam snorted, “I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone call that a hobby before.” Then his eyes went wide as he realized what he had said, “Um…I…”

He looked up at Blake to find her eyes twinkling, her mouth in an amused “o.”

“Liam, you naughty little boy!” she said, clearly enjoying his embarrassment, “I knew you’d seen my show!”

Somehow, Liam managed to meet her gaze—he knew his face had to be bright red, “Standing there gaping at you when you walked out gave me away, didn’t it?”

Blake laughed, “Only a little bit.” She looked at him quizzically for a moment, then rolled her eyes, “Oh my god, dude, relax. I’m not judging. And I promise I won’t tell Marie. From the amount of nights she’s been in her room alone lately I’m guessing you’re not getting any, so you shouldn’t feel bad.”

Liam let out a breath he hadn’t realized he had been holding, “Thank you.”

Silence hung about the room for a moment, then, “Okay, I have to ask—is the nerd stuff all a show, or are you actually into all that stuff?”

Blake seemed almost offended by that, “Dude, are you kidding me? I’m a comp-sci major and I have Star Wars playing on one monitor while I code on the other. I’m probably nerdier than you.”

Liam shrugged, grinning, “I don’t know…programming means big money nowadays—it’s one of my majors. And Star Wars is just a great bunch of movies.”

Blake glared at him.

He raised an eyebrow, “What order do you watch them in?”

Blake smirked, “Rogue One, episodes four and five, then one two and three as flashbacks, and then finally six and seven.”

Liam blinked. I’m going to have to try that some time, “Okay, I believe you’re nerdier than the average nerd, but I don’t think you’re nerdier than I am.”

“I’m a comp-sci and math double-major,” she said flatly.

Liam stuck out his tongue, “Ew, math. That’s definitely nerdier than me, but that’s the gross kind of nerdy.”

“Hey!” Blake said defensively, “Math is awesome! Plus, I’m really only double-majoring because it’s like five extra classes. What about you? What’s your other major?”

“General music major, piano performance minor,” Liam answered.

“Wow,” Blake said, “That’s different. That’s actually pretty cool.” Then she grinned, “I bet you’re glad there’s no keyboard in here aren’t you?”

Liam laughed, nodding, “Yes, I am. Though it probably would have gotten Marie to invite me over here sooner.”

Blake laughed, “I don’t know…she might have been afraid that hearing you play would get me all hot and bothered.” She grinned, “On that note…have you ever tipped on one of my shows? Should I thank you?” she blinked and blushed, “Shit, that came out way more sexual than I meant it.”

Liam laughed, “It’s fine, and no, sorry, I haven’t—can’t really afford to.”

“So, you’re a freeloader,” Blake asked, leaning back, arms crossed.

“Uh…”

Blake laughed, “Relax, I do well enough that I don’t really care about that.”

Liam opened his mouth to say something, but then heard someone coming in.

“Liam? Blake? I’m back.”

Liam immediately went stiff. So far, it had seemed he might finally get lucky tonight after his week-long hiatus, and Marie seemed to be in a good mood from the tone of her voice. Unfortunately, her seeing him with Blake could ruin that mood. Blake seemed nervous for a moment too, but then stood up, grinning at Liam. She walked past him, leaning down quickly and murmuring, “I’m going to help make sure you get lucky tonight.” Then she straightened and continued toward the door, “Hey, Marie.”

“Hey, Blake, here’s your smoothie. Liam’s not here yet, is he?”

Liam rose from the couch and turned toward the girls, somehow keeping his face composed and guilt-free, “Hey, Marie.”

Marie blinked in surprise and her expression became unreadable.

Shit…you better work some magic, Blake.

Before Marie could say anything, Blake spoke up again, “He came in just a few minutes ago, looking a little lost, so we sat down and got to know each other a bit. I don’t know why you waited so long before bringing him over, he seems pretty great. So far at least,” Blake added, raising a dark blue eyebrow in mock-suspicion. Then she leaned in toward Marie and whispered something in her ear that made Marie’s eyes go wide and heat color her cheeks.

“Well,” Blake said, raising her voice again, “I’ll leave you two alone for now. Thanks again for the smoothie, Marie. It was great to meet you, Liam. I hope I see you around again.”

“Nice to meet you too, Blake,” He said, giving her a little wave goodbye.

Once Blake disappeared into her room, Liam moved to help Marie with the food, “What did you get?”

Marie took a moment to answer, looking as though she had spaced out a bit, “What? Oh, sandwiches and smoothies from this place down the street.”

Once Liam had both the smoothie holder and the bag of food in hand, Marie wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed herself up on her toes to give him a kiss. Liam blinked in surprise before returning the kiss. Given how Marie supposedly felt about him and Blake interacting, he had barely expected a peck so soon after the short, blue-maned girl’s disappearance. He definitely hadn’t expected Marie to tangle her fingers in his hair and suck on his lower lip before forcing her tongue into his mouth. Liam kissed her back, trying to match his girlfriend’s unexpected fervor, and found himself breathless when their lips unlocked.

“What was that for?” Liam asked between deep breaths.

Marie smiled up at him, disentangling her arms from his neck, “I haven’t had a moment alone with you in five days, Liam, what do you think?”

She took his wrist and pulled him towards what he assumed was her room, “Come on, I’m starving.”

Liam shook his head, following Marie into her room. He was still unsure exactly what was happening, but he knew better than to question it.
 

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/c34he3/the_camgirl_part_i_the_roommate_f_m_str8_exh_voy