Author: taylorstorms

The Camgirl Part XXXIX: Blake was Home, not Marie [Exh] [unintended Voy] [FF]

**VII: Liam and Blake**

Liam yawned as he lay back Marie’s bed, reading as he waited for her. Being productive had worked for a while, but his brain had started getting tired, so he’d decided to see if he could finish the book he was reading before she got back. He still had about fifty pages or so. When he’d started the trilogy on a friend’s recommendation, he hadn’t been too sure about it. Now, he was enthralled to the point that a sudden noise from beyond Marie’s door both surprised and annoyed him a bit. He supposed he shouldn’t be annoyed at the prospect his girlfriend returning home to have a threesome—maybe even a foursome—with him, but it was a good book.

Liam set his phone on Marie’s nightstand, plugging it in to charge, then waited. He immediately felt awkward. He was dressed in jeans and a long-sleeve T-shirt. Comfy, but still kind of nice. Should he be dressed better? Like he’d been when he first met the two girls at the frat party? Would they care? They had all seen each other naked, after all. Read more »

The Camgirl Part XXXVIII: Make Sure He Hears You [FF]

**XXXVIII: Blake**

“You want to talk about it?” Chloe asked.

Blake frowned as they exited the club, passing the line of people. Chloe pulled Blake along down the sidewalk in a direction that Blake only vaguely remembered would take them to the nearest T-stop.

She didn’t want to talk about it. She just wanted to curl up into a ball and cry where no one could watch. Gritted teeth were the only reason she was able to keep even a semblance of outer composure. She just felt so gross. What made it worse was the arousal that still clouded her mind.

Blake blinked in surprise when Chloe stopped them without warning, pulling her off to the side of the path, “Blake, tell me. What happened?”

Blake still didn’t want to. When she met her friend’s eyes, however, something in Blake compelled her to talk.

“It was what he said,” Blake sniffed, voice breaking.

*Fuck. I’m already about to cry.*

“It—it wasn’t really that bad,” She continued, “Most shit you hear in porn clips is worse. I—” Blake stopped to force down a sob.

*Fuck, I can’t cry. I’ll look like such a fucking mess.* Read more »

The Camgirl Part XXXVII: Asshole [FM] [Anal] [Oral] [Non-Con ish]

**XXXVII: Blake**

As the loud, pounding club music thrummed through Blake–she now knew that the music that had been playing for the past few songs was considered Deep House thanks to…a person who would remain unnamed even in her mind tonight–she remembered why she hated going to clubs. Ones that weren’t gay clubs, at least.

Bijoux was one of the nicer places in the city–she’d actually needed to use her fake to get in–but she had already been creeped on by far too many douchebags. That was basically what she was looking for tonight–someone hot and confident who would hopefully make her see stars–but she hoped to find one that was only *kind of* a douche.

Chloe and her friends Jenna and Nicole danced nearby, but each of them had found a dance partner already.

Blake didn’t let herself think about that, instead she just closed her eyes and let her body sway with the music. She’d never much understood dance as an art form, but thanks to—to someone who she would not think about tonight, Blake knew that it was likely just due to a lack of understanding, as her newfound musical tastes evidenced. She’d always found it impressive and pretty to watch most of the time, yet she didn’t get what made one dance better or more emotional than another unless the dancer was very clearly unskilled. Read more »

The Camgirl Part XXXVI: Probably for the Best [Plot]

**XXXVI: Blake and Liam**

**Blake**

Blake pursed her lips in the bathroom apartment, loud, screaming music playing in the background, then frowned for a moment in thought.

*Is it too red? Too dark?*

Matching lipsticks with her particular blend of blue hair could be a challenge. She’d gone through way too many in the past, but now she had her chosen few that she stuck to, rarely branching out unless she found something amazing.

Still, matching things with both her hair and dress…sometimes she missed her red hair.

*But Liam likes your blue mane.*

Blake growled at those thoughts, pushing them away. Yes, Liam did like her blue hair, but she didn’t care about Liam tonight. She was *specifically* not caring or thinking about him tonight.

Putting down the lipstick, Blake took a couple of steps back from the mirror and turned from side to side. She needed to look hot tonight.

*No, not just hot, fuckin’ sexy.* Read more »

The Camgirl Part XXXV: I Need You [Plot]

**XXXV: Blake and Liam***

**Blake**

Blake was on her way back from the gym when her phone buzzed. She frowned as she fished it out of her yoga pants, then froze when she saw Liam’s name above the message. She immediately moved out of the middle of the sidewalk and leaned against the fence overlooking one of the lowered parking lots off the main avenue. This one had a large mural covering one of the walls. She thought it might have been a student project. Blake shook herself, looking down at her phone. As she opened her it, Blake realized she was biting her lip.

*Liam:*

*Hey. I know things have been weird lately. I don’t like that, and I miss you. Can you meet me near HoJo later so we can talk?*

Blake smiled despite her nervousness.

*Blake:*

*Sure. When were you thinking?*

*Liam:*

*Your last class is over at 6:30, right? Does 6:45 work?*

*Blake:*

*That’s perfect.*

As that last text sent, Blake’s eyes widened for a moment. She worried that that last text had been too weird, but Liam responded right away.

*Liam:* Read more »

The Camgirl Part XXXIV: Another Time? [FFM] [Oral]

**XXXIV: Liam**

Liam’s mind reeled as Marie and Alice—the curvy brunette from the party two nights before—divested him of his clothing. The latter was much more forward than her friend had been.

Liam had been hanging out with his roommates Swar and Eli, waiting for Marie. That in itself was peculiar—Marie’s apartment was across campus from his and she rarely stopped by unless she was already over in the area.

When Liam had opened the door to her and Alice, both obviously a little buzzed, he’d found himself at a loss for words. The girls hadn’t seemed to mind, however, as both had been very direct in telling him why they were there and had practically dragged him from the dorm before he could even get his coat on.

A short ride on the shuttle and a few flights of stairs later and Liam already had his shirt off, his boxers and jeans tangled around his ankles. Marie held him in a deep kiss, occasionally nipping at his neck or sucking his lower lip between hers, while Alice had his cock in hand, laving it with her tongue.

“Fuck,” she said in amazement, not for the first time, “Leah wasn’t lying.” Read more »

The Camgirl XXXIII: That Bitch! [Plot]

**XXXIII: Blake**

Blake was not okay.

She lay on her bed, spacing out, trying to will herself to sleep. It wasn’t that late but being awake had sucked since Saturday.

*Sleep hasn’t helped too much either.*

Zoning out to that fantasy on Tuesday hadn’t helped either.

Two more days had passed since she’d seen Liam and Marie come back with some random girl. She’d caught Liam’s gaze that night, and still she hadn’t heard from him. She hadn’t seen him this morning in her Thursday class, and Monday and Tuesday he hadn’t sat with her like usual.

With a heavy sigh, Blake rolled over onto her stomach, grimacing when she had to adjust her long T-shirt when it bunched up under her. A faint shine from across her room on the floor caught Blake’s gaze and she buried her face in her pillows with a groan.

*I thought I got all of them.*

When talking with Chloe hadn’t helped Blake deal with her Liam problem, she’d thought drinking herself to sleep might make her feel better. It had been a while since she had done that. Blake had brought the shot glass to her lips, then thrown it across the room with a sob when she remembered why it had been so long. Read more »

The Camgirl Part XXXII: Why Had He Been Mad? [FFM] [anal-kind of] [oral] [Bi] [Str8]

**XXXII: Liam**

Liam blinked in confusion as the door to Marie’s room closed before him. He should have known Blake would be up. Meeting her eyes had reminded Liam of the issues he’d been trying to work out concerning his friend. He hadn’t spoken to her since she’d confessed to him. Was that why she’d looked so sad? He would have to talk with her soon. For some reason, thinking about that—especially after her seeing him like this with Marie and Leah—

A nip at his lower lip brought Liam back out of his thoughts, and he grinned down at Marie, taking her by the back of the neck and bringing her lips up to his, sucking on her lower lip. He snaked a hand around Marie’s hips and squeezed her ass, eliciting a yelp from her, followed by a playful growl as she captured his lips again.

A moment later, they parted as Leah finished unbuttoning Liam’s shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. She pushed herself up against him and began kissing his neck, working her way up toward his jaw and then his mouth. Liam squeezed the tall blonde’s firm ass as he felt Marie’s fingers undoing his jeans, all the while shuffling him backward. Read more »

The Camgirl Part XXXI: It Hurt Too Damn Much [Oral] [MF]

**XXXI: Blake**

“Thanks.”

“Thanks?”

“For letting me suck your cock,” she said, unable to keep herself from grinning at her mental picture of what is expression must be, “It was really fun. We should definitely do that again some time.”

Liam said something after that, but the words were too fuzzed and ephemeral for Blake’s mind to register. She didn’t fall asleep, exactly. She more…floated. The sensation seemed oddly familiar for some reason.

Then Blake found herself stepping out of Liam’s bathroom, a towel tied around her waist, bikini hanging up behind her on the shower. Well—bikini bottoms, at least. Teasing Liam while they swam in her pool had been too tempting to resist. She just hadn’t tied it tight enough. Once it came off…well…he’d already seen much more than just her tits. After that, there was no reason for her to cover up now.

As Blake stepped into her bedroom, she frowned at the sight of Liam on her bed, looking at his phone. The jerk was wearing pants! A towel would have been much easier for Blake to just rip off.

Thinking about that reminded Blake of her throbbing pussy and its current predicament. Read more »

The Camgirl Part XXX: Now You Do Me [FM] [Oral]

**XXX: Blake**

“Now you do me.”

Liam blinked, swallowing and clearing his throat. He didn’t object, though. Blake switched places with him so that she no longer stood under the water, and leaned against the shower wall, moving her hair out of the way so it fell over her shoulder.

That was what she hoped it looked like, at least. After that sudden weakness in her knees, Blake had decided to brace herself against the effect of Liam’s touch.

Blake hissed when Liam’s hands came to rest on her shoulders. His hands were so big. Knowing that he was behind her, looming over her, Blake felt safe, as she always did when around Liam, and relaxed a bit. When she remembered that his hard, erect cock was likely pointed directly at her ass and only a few inches away, if that, Blake twitched as her pussy clenched, and blinked in surprised when she realized she had widened her legs and stuck out her ass a bit. Read more »