Author: taylorstorms

The Camgirl Part XXIX: What Could Have Been [FM]

**XXIX: Blake**

Blake blinked when she realized how hard she was biting her lip, and thumbed it, working her jaw around before resting her head in her hands and massaging her temples. She was working on one of her personal projects tonight–something she hoped would be able to get her a high-paying summer job with long-term potential once she finished it. Preferably something where she could work remotely.

She’d been at it since she got back from class, as she didn’t have much homework this week due to the upcoming midterms, and she studied regularly enough that she never had to cram. After three hours of constant work though, Blake found it difficult to maintain her concentration.

Yawning as she rose from her desk chair, Blake crossed the short distance to her bed and flopped onto the sheets, opening her phone and scrolling through various forums and social media to keep her mind busy and distracted. She *needed* to keep herself distracted if she wasn’t working, and it was too late for any gaming tonight. Eventually, she ended up finding some porn and following that thread of searches—as usual if she was bored and alone. Read more »

The Camgirl Part XXVIII: Plus One [FFM (ish)]

**XVIII: Liam**

As Liam turned the corner, walking hand in hand with Marie, he realized he had never actually seen her sorority house. It was just another vaguely colonial style house with wood paneling, like most of the frat and sorority houses in the neighborhood, but it definitely looked…cleaner than any of the frat houses Liam had been to.

“What exactly am I doing here again?” he asked as they walked up the driveway toward the back of the house, “I thought sorority stuff was always just sisters only.”

Marie smiled up at him. Her nerves from earlier when she had come over to his dorm room to dress him had definitely disappeared.

When he had received the text from her earlier today telling him that she was going to meet him at 10:00 on a Tuesday night and help him get ready for a party, Liam had almost thought his girlfriend was joking, but here he was, dressed in nice jeans and one of the few button-down’s he owned that fit his shoulders and arms nicely without being too short or too long. Liam was glad Marie hadn’t said anything about a tie–memories from high school band of having to play an instrument while a stupid school tie tried to cut off his windpipe still made his throat feel tight. Read more »

The Camgirl Part XXVII: I Don’t Know What I Feel [Plot again]

**XXVII: Liam**

Liam flinched when he heard the main door to Marie’s dorm open. His heart began to pound in his chest again. Over the past few hours, he’d alternated between pacing around the small room and sitting on the bed, head in his hands. When Blake had first told him, everything around Liam had fuzzed, not really existing to him anymore. He couldn’t even remember what had run through his mind at that point. Once he came back to reality, Liam’s instinct had been to go back to his dorm. There, at least, he could distract himself with video games or composing if he tried hard enough. Instead, he had shut himself in Marie’s room, forcing himself to remain there save for the few minutes when he’d stepped out to use the restroom and then showered when he caught a whiff of himself. He’d left his phone on her nightstand and made sure not to touch it. He didn’t want talk to anyone else until he had a chance to talk to Marie about this in person. He knew he had a tendency to overshare sometimes, and If this was all just a misunderstanding, he didn’t want color Marie in a bad light to any of his friends. Read more »

The Camgirl Part XXVI: Steak and the Truth [mostly plot] [light teasing/unresolved sexual tension]

**XXVI Blake**

A week passed before Blake saw Liam again after her talk with Chloe. Really saw him, at least. She saw him in classes but neither of them talked much during lectures, and Liam actually seemed busy for once to the point where he rushed off after class rather than walking with her to wherever they would split off for the next things on their respective schedules. Though most of his midterms were around the same time as hers due to their shared classes, it seemed his music classes scheduled theirs over a separate week. Blake was sure that all that got her through the week without being a total mess whenever she thought of him, however, were the smiles Liam always greeted and left her with. His face would light up when she sat down next to him and take on a regretful cast when he had to run off. She had caught him before he could go on Monday, squeezing him in a tight hug, and he hadn’t questioned it, just hugging her back and smiling before he left for his next class. Read more »

The Camgirl Part XXV: A Big Stupid Clusterfuck [Plot]

**XXV Blake**

Blake forced a smile as Chloe opened the door and greeted her with a hug. The dark-haired girl’s embrace felt good, but that just sparked the thought that Liam’s would have felt so much better.

“That bad, huh?” Chloe asked.

Blake sighed, scrubbing a hand through her hair as she pulled back, “Yeah.”

Chloe gave her a sympathetic frown, then gestured for Blake to follow her into the apartment.

As Blake’s friend was no longer in college, she did not have to live in a dorm. Blake’s own apartment wasn’t necessarily bad or technically a dorm—she loved living there—but it definitely felt like a dorm, especially with the whole one-shower-for-three-girls thing.

Chloe lived with her roommate Becca, a tall, leggy accountant who she had admitted to fantasizing about more than once, and Blake couldn’t really blame her. Thankfully, however, Becca did not appear to be home at the moment.

“Alright,” Chloe said, patting her dining table on her way to the cupboard, “What’s up? I’m guessing this still has to do with the forbidden Mr. Perfect?”

Blake simply took a seat at let her head fall to the table in response, “Ugh.” Read more »

The Camgirl Part XXIV: Dreaming of Dick [Fsolo] [Implied MF] [Implied MFF] [Anal] [Exh] [Mast]

**XXIV Blake**

Blake shut the door on Marie with fifteen minutes to spare until her show started. Turning around and leaning against the door, Blake found herself sliding down it to huddle on the floor, shoulders sagging in relief as she sighed.

Once again, Liam had to be annoyingly wonderful, texting Marie with a request to go downtown and get some lunch and walk around the shops. Blake had jumped at the chance to help Marie get ready for date, as too many possibilities of what Marie might do with nothing to distract her once Blake began her show had floated through her head. Marie could have gone on her own computer and watched Blake’s show, could have asked Blake to watch like she did that one time that seemed years in the past. Blake had even imagined Marie asking to join in. She knew that one was ridiculous, yet with what had happened the night before, her mind wouldn’t let it go completely, and she felt shitty for thinking that of her friend. Read more »

The Camgirl Part XXIII: Oh God, I Fucked My Roommate [plot]

**XXIII: Blake**

Blake woke to a content soreness in her pussy and a similar, yet slightly less enjoyable feeling in her ass. The latter also felt wonderfully full, however. Blake didn’t sleep with plugs in often, but she’d grown to enjoy the feeling of waking up with something insider her—provided she’d remembered enough lube the night before.

When she stretched, yawning, and brushed against something soft and warm, Blake’s eyes shot open. She looked to her right hesitantly, and her breath caught in her throat as memories of the previous night rushed back to her.

“Oh fuck,” she breathed, frozen as Marie stirred beside her. Blake was caught between the desire to get as far away from Marie’s naked body as possible before she did something as stupid as she’d let herself do the previous night and a desire to pull the sheets over her head and never come out. The images that flashed through her head didn’t help. Read more »

The Camgirl Part XXII: Just Taking Care of Ourselves [Anal (plug)] [FF] [Mast (mutual)]

**XXII: Blake**

A few hours later, Blake found herself relaxing on her bed in a fresh pair of silk panties, sweaty dress and underwear discarded in a pile on the floor with Marie’s. Blake’s blonde roommate lay perpendicular to her, towel-wrapped head on Blake’s belly. They’d decided to spend the night in Blake’s room together, as Marie missed having someone to cuddle up to, and Blake couldn’t deny that she did as well.

“I can’t believe you had a plug in that whole time,” Marie remarked for the second time since they had gotten out of the shower.

Blake snorted, wiggling her hips, “Still do, remember? I’ve got a show tomorrow.”

She laughed as Marie’s face went red. A moment later, Marie shifted on the bed, propping her head up with one elbow as she snuggled next to Blake.

“How big is it?”

Blake raised an eyebrow, then giggled at how red her roommate’s cheeks still were. She held up her forefingers a little less than two inches apart, “That wide,” she widened them another inch, “And about that long.”

She laughed when Marie’s eyes widened, “Fuck.” Read more »

The Camgirl Part XXI: A Kiss Between Friends [FF]

**XXI: Blake**

Irony was the perfect word to describe Blake’s Friday night. Unlike the past few weeks, she hadn’t gone out, and she had finished up all her classwork for the weekend early. She didn’t have a show until tomorrow, and she was in no mood to game. Instead, Liam occupied Blake’s thoughts, and the stupid boy wasn’t even there!

Stupid Liam had been on her mind since the annoyingly wonderful disaster that had been last weekend, and neither he nor Marie had helped much.

Liam had been his wonderfully sweet self whenever they walked to and from class, or whenever he was over here. She was no longer able to hold back as much from hugging him whenever she could make up an excuse. That he hugged her whenever he saw her only encouraged her brain to continue. Every time she had her arms around him, Blake’s hands had itched to squeeze the muscles of his back. Or just squeeze his ass. He had stayed over and made dinner for them all—even Sophie—two nights this week, and that hadn’t helped either. Read more »

The Camgirl Part XX: Lesser of Two Evils [Fsolo] [mast] [anal plug] [implied MF]

**XX: Blake**

Blake sank to the floor, heart racing as she closed the door behind her. She grunted when the floor reminded her how tender her ass cheeks were.

Her pussy was on fire, her head clouded, and her body felt all tingly. Some clinical part of her mind knew she was overly aroused—her previous orgasms today had apparently heightened that instead of subduing or satiating it—but most of Blake just felt scared. After feeling Liam’s hard cock pressed against her stomach–feeling exactly how big and hard it was–she’d wanted to follow him and Marie into Marie’s room to see if they would kick her out or let her watch. Maybe invite her to join them. Even now she wanted to go back over and listen against the door.

Blake barked a bitter laugh. And she’d thought smacking his ass had been going a bit too far.

As Blake rose from the floor on unsteady legs, steadying herself against the door, that clinical part of her told her she needed to make herself cum hard before she became so horny that arousal overrode any sense of shame she had, and she acted on her impulses. She also knew her pussy wouldn’t be let her fall asleep until she satiated it. Read more »