Secretly Fingered GF While Streaming [MF] [hold the moan]

I must have been the most sexually aloof guy during high school. Far from prude, I just never treated sex and relationships as a priority. I barely spoke a word in classes, let alone tried to flirt, and the only way I caught onto the fact that a girl I shared the bus with for 3 years liked me was when she literally placed her hand on my crotch. Even still, I ignored her. Yeah, I was **that** distracted.

That’s what made Kris a special girl. I mentioned her before as a bubbly video game streamer with multi-colored hair and tats who shook up my strict, rigid world at age 23. As social as she was on her stream, she wasn’t the typical camgirl flirt. She took her first-person shooters seriously, childishly laughing at the explosions, and ignored the compliments poured on her by her viewers.

She was blonde at this time, with streaks of teal flowing down the hair covering her left eye and just a tinge of orange highlighted her bangs. Her pink lips pouted naturally and her turquoise marble eyes were impenetrable above her lightly freckled cheeks. Kris was also the *worst* kind of streamer because instead of merely teasing you with exaggerated pushed up tits, she was the coy girl next door you’d fall for. Her breasts didn’t need to be showcased because their perkiness poked through a bra and T-shirt anyway. I knew firsthand how tight and spunky her body was. A southern bell – both challenging and sweet – she constantly drew comparisons to a ‘more punky’ Taylor Swift, at which she’d scrunch her face.

In my first story, I described how we flirted back and forth until I flew out to visit her for a 3-day challenge to see if we could fuck on every surface, appliance, and shower wall (3 in total) of her sister’s spacious coastside home. I think we missed a hall closet, but an imprint of her ass cheeks should be on the wall right beside it. She was the first girl to ever *drive my cock insane* and break me from my timid ways.

Being states apart felt wrong. I picked her up in so she could move in with me, and Kris rewarded me driving 19 hours for her by straddling me on the side of the freeway.

As insatiable as we were, we didn’t completely drop our other interests. She still loved streaming Call of Duty, and the latest one just came out (Black Ops 3), so she was getting quite the large audience.

One particular day at work, I couldn’t take my mind off of our sessions. She all but guaranteed me that we’d screw in the conference room one of these weekends, but I was hungry now. My cock was throbbing so badly that I resorted to stroking myself in traffic on the drive home.

*I’m just going to jump her,* I thought as I got to my front door. *Right against the wall, pants barely off, I don’t care I just need to- Fuck!* She was streaming.

Sitting on the couch in our small living room/kitchen, she smiled at me, wearing my favorite plaid red corduroy dress that stopped midway to her knees. White stockings filled the rest of her skin, and I tried to convey both happiness and disappointment simultaneously. We didn’t want our friends online to know we were dating yet. We liked sneaking around, so she just smirked to herself before re-engaging to her viewers. I took a shower and was going to masturbate my urges away for now.

*Hmm. Actually… * we always thought it would be hot to mess around off camera while we streamed. We’ve always gotten off to adventurous risky sex, and for homebody gamers like us, we loved jerking each other off while playing. Her camera only goes down to just below her chest… Her perfectly round medium tits that are currently squished against her dress…

I dried off and put on the tight black tank top she loved, but keep the towel around my waist. I walked out into living room expecting a glance, but she was too busy chatting in her headset with her usual gaming buddies (I suck at FPS and she calls my lack of coordination “adorable”). I try to rev her up by sitting in her line of sight behind her monitor and boyishly ruffle my wet hair. She raised an eyebrow playfully but didn’t miss a beat. Ok. I shamelessly flex a little, as to warn her of my intentions, before getting on my hands and knees to approach her. Ducking out of sight from her webcam, I start kissing her stockings, slowly moving up. I get to about her knee when she giggles and firmly presses my forehead away as to say, “not now,” crossing her legs.

Blah. Denied.

I smile and give up for the moment. I’ll just satisfy myself in the other room. But I found myself sitting across from her again, and I began rubbing myself under my towel. That wasn’t forbidden, right? Her eyes became conflicted as they darted back and forth from the TV to my growing erection from underneath the towel. She kept up dialogue with her friends so perfectly that I thought I lost the battle. Then, she uncrossed her legs. I made my way toward her again, this time more forcefully separating her legs. No resistance. I could see right up her dress to her light pink panties with yellow ribbons tied on either side.

I may as well have been stealing a precious diamond with how carefully I snuck my hand up her right thigh. She slightly adjusted her posture, and I took advantage of it by lightly cupping her firm ass, my fingers slipping into the lining of her panties. I traced the top of them as she excitedly called out locations in her headset.

“To the left,” she snaps at one point. That one was for me. I slid my hand over to her soft mound. Her legs tensed as I massaged the plump bugle through her panties until I felt her soak through her underwear. I slid her underwear to the side and wet my fingers in her juicy flesh. I scaled up to her clit, softly pressing it as I look up.

She completely ignored me. And I loved it.

Nobody watching her would’ve guesses that she was having her pussy played with while talking to them, casually and sweetly answering repetitive questions. Thank God the webcam didn’t fall. I heard her game start to climax, so I turned a bit evil and squeezed my middle finger inside her to distract her. She either moaned for me, or her team was losing. It was incredibly hot to secretly be inside her in front of who knows how many people? I didn’t want to make it obvious, but I did love testing her limit with another finger while my other hand massaged her clit. Let’s see her try to act natural while I bore into her.

Someone in her headset must’ve joked about the sound she made, because at one point she responds, “Gross, you perv. It’s because I was snuck up on.” *Yeah, and then fingerfucked.* After speeding up, she really starts to squirm. *Am I going to make her cum? Should I try? Would that be too obvious?* My hand and her chair are practically drenched as I pull her ass into it more. When the round ends, she abruptly announces she’s ending her stream to get some food. A devilish grin stretches across my face.

She picks me up by my face and breathlessly says, “You.. Oh.. Can’t do that!”

“Well, then don’t tell me it’s what you fantasize about…” Her legs are wrapped around me. I was about to drop my towel, but we were interrupted by a knock at the door. Not kidding. We laughed at that sitcom timing.

Half hour later, she moved her console back into our bedroom and I’m about ready to burst from all the setbacks today. Sitting on the burgundy satin sheets of the king-sized bed her sister gave us, she tells her friends she’s ready to play more rounds, so I attempt to finally take off my towel and change. Now she needs to wear her black framed glasses to see the screen better and is well aware of how much those turn me on. She slips her corduroy shoulder straps off and waves me to come to her. Confused, I crawl onto the bed, but before I can ask, she pushes me down on my back and queues up a game.

“I won’t mute my mic. What are you gonna do about it?” she says in her slightly southern accent before kissing me. She throws her knee over my head and sits directly on my face, this time no underwear under her dress. Just her stockings. My cock shot straight up as Kris’ shaved little peach sinks down on my chin under her dress. I hear her start to play and, this time, her headset: 1 mutual friend, 2 random to me, all 3 guys. I reach up and grab whatever flesh I could find on her petite body, and my tongue presses against her pussy. Her hand momentarily using my chest for balance, she grinds against my tongue. When she steadies herself, I alternate lapping up her pooling labia and pressing against her clit. She’s much less careful about making noise this time, and apparently all into this new kink.

She let out occasional groans and high-pitched yelps as she rode my tongue, my hands now digging into her ass cheeks. Suddenly, my towel open and my dick sprang free lumbering against my stomach. I felt Kris lay forward, her body sprawled out ontop of mine. I’ll never forget the sensation of corduroy through my tank top as her warm, wet mouth engulfed my cock. Her headset mic actually brushed it as she went down on me. She rested at my tip, making sure to suck it dry after swirling around it with her tongue. Then she took a break to rejoin the chat.

“I’ll just follow you,” she tells one of them, and then inhales my dick halfway at once, then slowly gulps her way down to my balls. *oh my God. * I was trembling inside her mouth. She bobs her head for about a minute, wearing her headset and glasses, staring at the game like my cock is just a mindless snack. I know because she later revealed that she put her webcam on the tv to record this (sorry, can’t share this!).

Her gorging on my cock got longer and louder as I sucked on her clit and bearhugged her ass, entrapping her cute cunt. I slapped her cheek a couple times and she made several compromising noises into her mic including an accidentally sexy, “Yeah?” When responding to one of them. After that one – noticeable prolonged silence. I was gauging to see if she became embarrassed, but when it didn’t seem so, I almost hoped they *were* trying to listen and get off to her soft panting and gasping. After another slap on the ass, her body locked up and her hips pointed upwards, pulling her pouring pussy away from my mouth. She was cumming.

When she recovered, she doubled her enthusiasm and basically abused my cock with her mouth, making sure her tongue massaged my shaft and tip as she came up and that she swallowed her spit as she crammed me down her throat. I breathily whispered, “Babe,” our code that I was going to uncontrollably burst, and she put her controller down, jerking me off until I exploded all over her freckled cheeks, nose, lips and glasses. Some of her orange bangs turned white.

I have no idea how our climax sounded, if it even came through her mic at all, but everyone else dipped out one by one, deciding they were done for the night.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6no3lb/secretly_fingered_gf_while_streaming_mf_hold_the