Page 86 of Game Over

Especially after he spent all afternoon traipsing around in a pair of low-slung grey sweatpants that hugged his ass just right.Not to mention showing off his sizable cock. Jesse might not be alpha-sized, but he certainly had more than enough to offer when it came to length and girth. Especially when it came to giving head.

I’d always been a big fan of giving blow jobs, it was a huge part of my stream that before I’d spent that night with Charlie in the heat hotel I’d use knotted dildos to simulate the act. And now? Jesse hardly went a couple days before I’d be on my knees with my tongue out looking for him to fuck my throat.

It was about the only time he ever got really aggressive. Said it was something about the way my eyes looked full of tears.

Finally, I watched as his littleBRBscreen popped up, turning my phone screen off and tossing it onto his bed as they cut their mic to take a break.

“Ready?” I called, my voice lilting with excitement as I waited outside the door.

“As ready as I’m gonna be,” Jesse called back, turning in his chair to look at me as I entered the room. Their blue eyes went wide as they took me in, hand going to his cock in those fucking sweatpants, already hard as they squeezed themselves.

“Oh that’s cheating,” I complained, holding my laptop aloft as I walked towards them.

“I don’t think that you get to complain about what I’m wearing right now,” Jesse said with a little smirk, rotating their finger in a clear order for me to spin for them. “I’ve been hard all stream thinking about you, sweets.”

I set my laptop down on the little square storage cube Jesse often used as a footrest, complying with my beta’s request happily. As I turned my back to him, I lowered to grind in his lap, earning myself a delicious groan of pleasure from deep in the back of Jesse’s throat, their hands found my hips to pull me further onto them. I swatted them away, rising againand spreading my cheeks to give them a little preview of the sparkling plug in my ass.

“You’re an angel,” Jesse mumbled, absolutely disbelieving.

I laughed. “The devil, maybe.”

He pushed against the bejeweled end of the toy and my knees wobbled, my aching cunt squeezing hard around nothing in needy emptiness.

“Puppy…” I warned with half a moan.

“Yes, mistress?”

“We need to get live…”

Though, at least for a second, it was hard to want to be.

An image of me bouncing on Jesse’s cock, waiting for Charlie to arrive to remove the plug and fill my ass was taking shape with surprising clarity. I could already imagine how full I’d feel… and right now I wassopitifully empty.

Jesse pushed his chair out to give me enough space to crawl under the desk, groaning again as they watched me carefully moving on hand and knee, the glittering plug shifting inside me with every movement making me whimper.

“All good, sweetie?” they asked softly, taking a water bottle from the little fridge beside their desk and cracking the top off it before handing it to me.

I nodded, sipping the water as I set up my SLCK’d stream, adjusting the camera settings for the dimmer light.

“Yeah, you nervous?”

“A little,” Jesse admitted. “But in a fun way.”

“I can’t wait to touch you,” I admitted softly, drinking more of the water. I’d be under here a while, and there was nothing worse than giving head with dry mouth.

Jesse glanced at his monitors with a slight huff. “Luckily you don’t have to, ready gorgeous?”

“Absolutely,” I said, pressing go live as Jesse pushed in, sealing me under the desk unless I wanted to flash his entire stream my plug-filled ass.

Though, I figured enough of them were probably going to watch both anyway that they’d have a front-row seat for exactly what was going on under here. .

This little idea of Glitch’s had generated alotof interest.

I adjusted the wireless earbud in my ear, listening as the first few coins and messages began to pile in.

Jesse clicked his mouse a few times, and I could just barely make out the edge of his smile as he came back on camera. “Alright, what do you guys say to a few more rounds?”

My hands trailed a slow path up Jesse’s calves to his thighs, teasing their obvious bulge as I listened to him mashing buttons and clicking above me. I nudged him to lift his hips, pulling his pants down to find him bare beneath them. His shirt rucked up just enough to bare a stripe of his lower abdomen. I leaned forward, carving a path along the exposed skin with my tongue and Jesse rewarded me with a heavy twitch of his cock.

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