My chest tightens, and I hate myself for caring. We’re not dating. She’s not mine. But yet somehow... I want to be hers. Even though I don’t have the first clue about what beingherswould entail.
She showed me how to work her light setup, and of course, she let me know where her toys were if I wanted to use them. My mouth scrunched up at that suggestion, but she assured me that she cleans them thoroughly after every use. Still, I’m not sure about the idea. I’m not sure about a lot of things, but at least I have this livestream to focus on and take my mind off everything else.
One final look around the room and I feel more confident about doing this. I never did any live streams while living at home, even while Mom was gone, thinking it best not to,especially since I didn’t know who my subscribers truly were. I just felt it was better to be cautious, though I could appreciate how much easier it would have been had I not felt so paranoid.
I take a look at her collection and decide there is no way I’m using Roxy’s toys, clean or not. It’s too intimate, and that gives me anxiety. Instead, I bring the box containing mine into the room, planning to get some kind of rolling storage type bin to keep them in permanently.
I take a deep breath, turn on my laptop, and log into the site.
It’s now or never, Bliss. This is your money making job, at least until you graduate and get your degree.
My mind is so rattled, I almost go live without my mask on. Thankfully, I realize just as I hover over the login button that I’m missing it, and quickly back out. I side-step over to the box and start digging through it until I find it. Green and black. My favorite colors and how I plan to decorate my new room.I wonder if Roxy would be opposed to me painting my walls.
A sigh of relief escapes me.
“I almost royally fucked that up.” I mutter to myself, laughing off my near foolishness as I move back over to the laptop and start the stream, quickly moving back to the bed while the countdown starts.
Three. Two. One. Live.
I wait a few minutes, letting the notification go out that I’m streaming and watch as people log in to watch me.
RavenSin has joined.
ChainReactionX has joined.
RoughPlayRay has joined.
DarkRoomDante has joined.
InkedAlpha has joined.
MissMysteria has subscribed.
“Hello, all my Sweeties. Did you miss me?” I purr into the camera, keeping my legs pressed together until the big reveal.
DarkRoomDante: Where you at, Bliss? This doesn’t look like your normal place.
RoughPlayRay: Who cares where she’s at? Come on baby, show us that pussy. I want to jack off to you playing with yourself.
“Do you RoughPlay? Are you horny?” I lean forward, placing my forearms across my lap so that they squeeze my boobs together, causing them to spill over the cups of the green silk bra I’m wearing.
RoughPlayRay: Fuck yeah I am, baby. Be even better if you come over to my place and ride my cock. Let those tits bounce in my face as I shoot my cum inside you.
I debate replying to Dante. Telling them I’m streaming from my house may not be the best idea. But, it’s not like they know who I am with me wearing a mask, and I’m not giving them my address.
“I’m in my new place, Dante. I moved and I have space here to stream from. More privacy.” I toss him a wink as I let my tongue slide seductively over my bottom lip.
InkedAlpha: Bliss. Nice to see you.
“You too, InkedAlpha.” He’s being oddly nice tonight. Well, for the time being. “Are we ready to play? I don’t have long tonight. Big test at school tomorrow, but I’m so horny.”
I reach behind me, pulling out the vibrator. It’s shaped just like a standard penis, and I rub the smooth silicone tip of it across my lips before taking it into my mouth. In and out, I move it, moaning just enough for them to hear.
ChainReactionX: Holy fuck! I wish your mouth was on my cock.
Pulling it out, I put on a pouty face. “I do too, ChainReaction.”
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