Sometimes I nerd out but don’t rule out hope for a steamy situation
While my husband is out of town for work, I have two options; stay home and be a good girl, or go out and be a not-so-good girl. This time around I’m choosing to stay inside and nerd out on video games. But before you abandon all hope for a steamy story, I’ll have you know I’m not completely innocent while gaming.
I livestream on Twitch as my thousands of followers watch. Whether they are watching because they like my commentary and gameplay, or because I’m usually wearing something revealing, I’ll never know, but I think I could guess which one it is.
I decide to get comfortable and play Fortnite while wearing nothing but tube socks, sheer panties, and a Sailor Moon sweater to hide the fact I’m not wearing a bra…though I wasn’t disguising it well. When I die in the game, I dramatically drop the controller and lift my sweater over my head, each time showing just enough underboob to leave everyone hoping for the illustrious nip slip.
Though tonight isn’t my best performance on Fortnite, I have more viewers than I’ve ever had. The thought of so many people watching me is a turn-on, to say the least. I decide to add gasoline to the fire of arousal. I place the controller gently over my panties as the vibration of the controller sends waves of euphoria through me.
I start to wonder if my viewers are envious of the controller. I tease them by slowly licking around the knob of the controller as if it were a nipple. I’m not sure if it comes off as sexy or just weird as hell, but I’m enjoying it. I can’t say the same for my character in the game who has to suffer due to my state of horniness.
Suddenly I hear a sound upstairs, but think nothing of it as my cats like to jump off things all the time. I return my attention to the game, realizing I have just died again. As always, I drop my controller and cover my face. However, this time when I remove the sweater from my face, I look over to see my husband standing next to me.
I had no idea he was due home today; regardless, I’m ecstatic to see him. I leap off the couch and into his arms, covering him with kisses. I can tell he’s surprised by the level of my excitement but he’s not mad about it.
I unwrap my legs from around him and kneel down on the couch. I lift up his shirt and start kissing him all over his body. I undo his belt, unzip his pants, and pull out his cock. Right as I wrap my lips around his shaft, I turn white as a ghost…and not the sexy kind like Patrick Swayze in that movie appropriately called, Ghosts. I completely forgot I was still livestreaming.
I pull his dick out of my mouth and glance over at the camera. The viewers must love the look of shock on my face as I still hold his penis in my hand. I want to rush over and turn off the camera, but if I do, my husband will know that I just pulled his member out on a livestream.
If I don’t turn it off, then I risk being banned from Twitch. I don’t do my best decision-making when I’m horny, but who does? Luckily I don’t have to make that decision. My blissfully unaware husband gently grabs the back of my head, shoving his dick back into my mouth.
I wonder if it’s too late to tell him, I begin to wonder as his cock slides down my throat.
Yep, definitely too late. I opt to embrace it and lift off my sweater. My boobs drop as the sweater is lifted over them, and I can feel the eyes of thousands of viewers upon them.
His cock feels good in my mouth, but I know it will feel so much better in my pussy. I can tell by the speed at which my husband removes his clothes, he’s thinking the same thing.
I stand up, slipping off my panties in the process. I order my husband to lay down on the left side of the sectional, or as we call it, the sex-tional, due to the number of times we’ve had sex on it. He complies and I quickly follow as I hover over him in a reverse cowgirl position, knowing this would be the best view for my fans.
I’m already wet, which makes mounting my husband’s large cock easy. I slowly slide up and down his rod, gaining more confidence with each second. I hit my stride and start riding him like a rodeo bull, hoping that I’ll last longer than a few seconds.
My tits are bouncing up and down so I straddle them down with my hands. My nipples are incredibly hard and I don’t want to rid anyone of a good show, so I remove my hands to lean back and hold myself up.
My husband never leaves a damsel’s breasts in distress so he reaches around with both hands, grabbing them the best he can. My boobs are way more than a handful and we’re fucking hard at this point, so I don’t blame him for struggling to tame my wild titties.
I can feel I’m about to orgasm and my husband knows it too by A) my death grip on the couch and B) the fact that I’m yelling, “Oh fuck, I’m going to come!”
Suddenly I come so hard I nearly blast off his dick like a rocket ship. Once my orgasm is finished, my husband sees my hands release their grip from the couch as he lifts me off. He sets me down on the couch and begins stroking his cock in front of me.
I open my mouth and stick out my tongue to twirl it around the head of his member as I did with the knobs earlier. It does the trick, as seconds later he showers me with his semen. Some makes it into my mouth, but most of it lands on my face.
I swallow what made it into my mouth, then place my mouth over his member, sucking it hard to drain him of any remaining come. I ask him to get me a towel, and as he heads upstairs, I walk over to the camera, and with my face covered in jizz, I blow a kiss to all my fans watching just before turning it off.
Needless to say, I am now banned from Twitch. Was it worth it to have sex with my husband in front of over 40,000 people? Abso-fucking-lutely.
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Sometimes I nerd out but don’t rule out hope for a steamy situation
