The next day, after breakfast and a relaxing day enjoying sun and sand, it’s time for our show. We turn the cameras on. This show is set up so that your subscribers can make suggestions, or vote if we give them options of what we might do. You are wearing your little blue robe, and nothing else. I have stripped down to my boxer briefs only.
You address your fans and introduce me as the lucky random winner. “So” you ask your audience “what would you like to see first?” There is a poll with a few options, some more obvious than others. Surprisingly, your fans choose to see me kissing your soft, curvy body. I am more than happy to give them what they want. I sit you down on the edge of the bed and slowly remove your robe, rubbing the smooth skin as I do. I take my time kissing, starting from one arm, across your chest to the other arm, on your neck and down your back. Briefly (teasingly and too brief for your liking) across your breasts and down your stomach. I move down your left leg and then down your right.
I am now on my knees in front of you, your legs slightly opened, I lick my lips and we ask what do they want us to do next. The overwhelming response is obvious, you laugh, I grin greedily.
I turned back to you, you bite your lip clearly excited. I lean in, and start kissing the inside of your thighs, one side, then the other. Moving up slowly. Back and forth. All. The. way. You can feel my beard graze your bush and you know my mouth is RIGHT THERE. I flick your clit with my tongue, and feel you shudder. I reach under, grab your hips and pull your pussy to my face. I dive in, licking and sucking and flicking with my tongue. The reaction is explosive. You can’t hold still, you are writhing. Before you know what’s happened, you’re cumming. You’ve grabbed the back of my head and are grinding your pussy against my face and screaming the joy of it out onto the internet. You don’t know how many times you’ve cum before I stop, you just know that all you feel is pleasure, wetness, and my tongue.
We check with our audience, the resounding vote is in. They want to watch you suck my cock. You lay me down on the bed.
You kiss my neck and chest and move down my stomach, I can feel your body touching mine, breasts sliding along my body giving me goosebumps. You glide your breasts over my cock, squeezing them together with your arms and rubbing them against my hard cock. Up and down, in your cleavage. Every time you move down, my cock is so close to your mouth, but you don’t touch it. You go back to kissing around my stomach and hips. Teasing, tickling me with your hair. You open your mouth, and I can feel your breath on my shaft. You stick out your tongue and lick, so delicately, up the entire shaft. Slowly, excruciatingly slowly. You can feel my cock pulse in excitement. When you lick all the way to the tip, your mouth closes around the head. Your hand grips the base of my cock, and you swirl your tongue around the tip of my cock while you suck. Stroking the shaft with your hand, and swirling/sucking the tip. The other hand is rubbing and kneading my balls. You can feel me getting close, but you don’t want me to cum until you’re ready. You pull my cock out of your mouth with an audible POP. Still stroking the shaft and licking the tip intermittently while you address the camera. “Should I let him cum?” Mixed response. You decide that this means I’m not allowed to cum yet.