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Trudging through the door of the apartment, Azriel shrugged the backpack from his shoulder. It had been one hell of a week and he was in desperate need of some stress relief. Toeing off his shoes on the mat, he signed heavily, thrilled that his three hour lab class, his last class of the week, was cancelled.
He trotted into the kitchen headed toward the fridge when he noticed the keys strewn on the countertop. Grabbing a beer and popping the top, he peered through to the living room where the second bedroom door was visible. Closed.
Tiptoeing through the living room, cold beer in hand, Az tried not to make a sound. His roommate was probably deep into the intricacies of probate law or something like that. She was constantly locked away in her room studying. Being the top of her law school class didn’t come easy. Their schedules usually worked out where they were hardly a bother to each other.
Slipping into his room and clicking the door shut behind him quietly, Az popped the button for the lock just in case. He was practically giddy at the thought of having a little downtime to himself.
Taking a refreshing swig from the bottle, he set it on the nightstand as he pulled off his jeans and settled himself on the bed comfortably. He pulled out his phone and with just a couple taps and swipes he was scrolling through the vast inventory of his favorite porn site. He swiped through some of the old favorites, palming his half hard dick through his boxers waiting for inspiration to strike. MILFs, anal, lesbian, creampie, he scrolled through them all and yet nothing struck his fancy this time around.
Returning back to the homepage, he took another swig from the now half empty bottle next to him, deciding to check out the most popular videos from today. Before he could even navigate the menu, one of those frustrating ads popped up in his way.
**LIVE** Camgirls in your area! Click now to watch these campus hotties!
Az searched for the tiny x to close out the ad, but before he managed to find it something caught his eye. In one of the tiny moving thumbnail images was something familiar. The spread knees of a faceless girl kneeling on a floral bedspread. A same floral bedspread belonging to his roommate.
His thumb froze, hovering over the still flashing ad. He felt his heart rate speed up and his breath catch in his throat. No, it can’t be. It’s probably some really common bed set sold at TJ Maxx or something, he thought to himself. But curiosity overwhelms him and before he could talk himself out of the morality of the situation, he tapped.
A new browser opened, the window filled with devilishly dirty images of girls doing just about anything you can think of in the privacy of their rooms. Some are dressed in costumes, others fully naked, some showing their faces, some not, but right there at the top of the page under the neon letters spelling out LIVE NOW was what he was looking for.
His thumb landed on the image before he even thought about it. As the page loaded, he realized he was holding his breath. Whatever was about to be displayed on his screen was actually happening right now, across the living room in the bedroom on the other side of this apartment. His dick twitched with anticipation and he dropped his hand there again, squeezing absentmindedly.
Fuck, another fucking pop-up.
**Your first 10 minutes FREE!** It glared annoyingly. Az closed it swiftly and the livestream behind it jumped into action. Those spread knees he had seen earlier now straddling a pillow, rocking back and forth on top of that bedspread that he’s seen a hundred times before. But the camera was zoomed in, focused solely on the bed and the girl from the shoulders down. Her face was hidden and there are no other clues in the background that this was the same bed occupying his apartment.
He watched hypnotized as her hips swivel and grind against the pillow below her, a grinding toy strapped around it. It took a couple minutes before Az realized there was no sound. Toggling the sound bar at bottom of the livestream, he felt his heart skip a beat as the sound kicked in immediately right as she moaned.
His cock was rock hard under his palm now. Still covered with his boxers, he rubbed the grain of the fabric against the taut skin and shivered. Just the idea of it being her had his heartbeat pounding in his ears.
“Please baby,” she moaned as her hips rocked harder. “I need you so, so bad.” That voice could be her. It certainly sounded like her.
As she turned at the waist to reach behind her, he saw the confirmation he wasn’t sure he wanted. There, on the backside of her right hip, the tiny smudge of a birthmark just a couple shades darker than the rest of her skin. The same birthmark he had noticed and stared at too long on last year’s lake trip they had taken with her now ex-boyfriend’s family. The trip where she had worn that skimpy little bikini with the bright red flowers printed all over it.
Az closed his eyes and groaned at the memory of that lovely bikini and listened to the girl on his screen panting. His cock jumped, aching for more attention and he obliged. Shoving his hand below his waistband and gripping with his full hand.
When he opened his eyes, he nearly choked at the sight. Whatever she had reached for was now fastened to her chest. A thin glittering chain dangling between her nipples, one clamp on each reddened bud. Her hips were still rocking against the grinding toy, the wet noise of her squelching with each thrust.
“I just want your cock, baby,” she said seductively. “I want you to fill me up so full. Please.”
Az’s hand squeezed tighter around his shaft, pulling toward the head and twisting at the peak. “Yes,” he groaned.
“Are you going to let me have it?”
“Yes,” he moaned louder, his hand picking up speed.
He watched as her fingers danced along the chain, tugging at it as she gasped from the pleasure and pain. He imagined that chain between his teeth as she rode him, rearing his head back in bliss as she screamed on top of him.
“I’m begging baby, please. Please.”
“You can have it,” Az grunted as he fisted himself faster.
Suddenly her hips stopped rocking and she sat atop the pillow palming her clamped breasts. “Oh baby, really? You’re going to fill me up now?” Then she let out an appreciatively wanton noise.
She pulled the pillow from between her knees and tossed it off the bed out of sight of the camera. Reaching behind her again, she pulled out a bright purple dildo with a suction cup base.
“Yes baby,” she crooned as the click of a lube bottle sounded. “Oh, I’ve been aching for your cock for so long.” She drizzled a generous amount of the clear liquid over the head of the dildo, making a mess of her hands as it dripped.
Az tightened his grip as he moved down to the base of his cock, gathering his balls into his fingers with a squeeze. He was enchanted watching her and so achingly turned on right now. He was trying his hardest to pace himself.
Turning again, she suctioned the purple phallus to the wall with a resounding thunk. “I can’t wait any longer, baby. Fuck me deep.” She whined as she settled herself onto forearms and knees, backing up her pert ass to the perfectly positioned toy. Her face was just out of frame but now he could see the silky strands of her ponytail that slipped over one shoulder. It was definitely her.
He watched enraptured as she eased back, the head of the rubber cock sinking into her soft, wet folds. She mewled and whimpered into the bedspread.
“Let me hear you,” Az whispered roughly to himself as he reached over to his nightstand drawer. He yanked his boxers down and then poured the lube he kept in his nightstand into the palm of his hand. Returning to the task at hand, he watched as she pulled her ass fully away from the toy before sinking it back into herself.
“Fuck me harder, baby. Please.”
She picked up her pace and Az returned to fisting himself. His sticky dripping palm squeezed around his rigid cock as he imagined he was the one sinking into her delicious wet heat. “You like it hard, sweetheart,” he gritted out.
“Yes! Yes, just like that, baby. So deep inside me, yes!”
He swore he could hear her cries through the door to his bedroom. His balls tightened as he continued to slide his hand over and over his hot cock.
“I’m so close.” He swallowed hard as he tried to hold himself back just a bit longer.
Her cries shifted in pitch, ranging higher into a crying wail. “Right there! Yes, yes, there! I’m close, baby!”
Azriel’s chest heaved and his skin flushed hot, sweat broke out along his forehead as he fisted himself deeper.
“Ahhh-uh-uh,” she moaned as she thrusted her ass back over and over on the toy. “Cum inside me! Please! Fill me up, baby! I’m going to cum!”
“Cum for me, sweetheart,” Az choked out. His eyes screwed shut on reflex as he threw his head back into his pillow. He heard her shaking cry from his phone’s speaker as she came hard. Just a couple pumps more and he too exploded, cum shooting over his abs and pooling in his belly button.
Az laid there on his bed, sticky hand still enveloping his deflating dick, boxers sitting around his thighs and tried to slow his breathing.
The phone in his hand trilled with an annoying noise. Bringing his attention back to the screen he saw the livestream window was black, but another fucking pop up overlaid it.
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In a rush of swirling thoughts, the post nut clarity hit hard.
Oh god. What have I done?