Chapter 56 - A Camera and a Los Angeles Dream

You wake up to a beam of light penetrating through a crack in your window blinds. You immediately squint and place your hand in front of the light, protecting your eyes. Looking over to your right, you see your phone on the bedside table.You grab it and the screen lights up, displaying the time in front of an image of a sunset from your hometown.

You grew up in a sizable town which was focused and thrived on tourism. You were right on the ocean, permitting a great many advantages that others did not have. Your family was not rich by any means - the only reason you had the house was because both of them grew up there and their parents before them and so on. You had an affinity for all things water as a result of this upbringing, particularly in the realm of swimming and boating, two things you had competed competitively at.

Your abilities in swimming provided you an opportunity to attend Stanford University, one of the most prestigious academic colleges in the world. In addition to academics, it comes with quite a reputable athletic program and is a top swimming program in the nation. Being the top swimmer in the northeast region, you earned a full ride for all four years of your college experience. You were not as academically inclined as some of the other students in your classes but you held your own and performed well.

Your other passion in high school was film. In both your junior and senior years, you set yourself a challenge - to watch a movie a day. It sounds very difficult and it sure as hell was but you did not struggle nearly as much as you assumed. Through this challenge, you gained a new respect for the world of film and what it can provide people. The movies you had watched in that two year span enlightened you greatly. You felt more in tune with yourself and the world and had found new inspiration. As such, you elected to pursue film in college. Luckily, Stanford also has one of the top film schools in the nation.

The time came and you shipped yourself off Stanford, California. The location was incredible - beautifully and perfectly located between San Jose and San Francisco along the San Francisco Bay. The four years pretty much flew by - you won a couple of championships alongside your swim teammates, you performed shockingly well in school, and you even got to work on a couple of movie sets with the likes of Chazelle and even once with Tarantino, though you didn't do much. It was an incredible experience but now came the big decision… where next?

In theory, there was an obvious next step - Los Angeles. The City of Angels, La La Land (coincidentally one of the movie sets you worked on), the entertainment capital of the world. It was the hub for those that pursued film and just a day after your graduation ceremony, you made the move. You were lucky to have an aunt that had a home in Los Angeles. She was a very wealthy woman and rarely used the house. She spent most of her time in Florida or New York, hamming it up with other wealthy people. Though you still had to pay a little bit of money, your aunt happily let you stay and use the house for however long you needed.

Snapping out of your flashback, you take time to clear your eyes and then check the time once more: 7:45 a.m. It is your first day of your new job. Work was not easy to come by. You had worked on a couple of movie sets since your graduation but you never had a stable job. Your first job on set was as a camera assistant. You did not always control a camera but rather you helped the many cameramen with whatever they needed and occasionally got some shots if they were otherwise occupied. You continued this role and had reached quite a proficiency with the camera in your hands. Still, you were not guaranteed a job at any point and you forced yourself to look into alternatives. One such alternative which had been on the rise for many years was YouTube.

Like many of your peers, you never really thought of the world of YouTube as a viable source of money. In recent years, though, it expanded tremendously and from conversations with your friends, you came to recognize it has your best shot at truly "making it." So, when you got a notification for a particular job, your interest was piqued. The title was quite basic: OfflineTV, Production. Through a quick Google search, you were able to deduce that OfflineTV was a wildly successful YouTube group consisting of mostly Twitch streamers. You clicked on a couple of their videos to get a grasp of the expectations - it involved quite basic camerawork. There were no expert shots or realm cinematography in play so you were hopeful for your chances.

Eagerly, you submitted an application. It was quite basic, listing your previous experiences, education, etc. Once you got to the portion that requested a portfolio, you sat still for a moment. You had to put a lot of consideration into what you would submit - through the eight years that you had participated and created films, you had a great many that were worthy of being put into your portfolio. Recognizing the needs of the job, though, you submitted some fairly basic short films accompanied by what you still believe is the best film you ever made - a relatively short film of just 16 minutes but filled to the brim with as much emotion and feeling as you physically could fit.

It was quite a simple story and plot. It followed the last week of a group of four friends before they were set to depart for college. Each of the four were set to go their separate ways and they elected to spend one last week together, reminiscing and reliving the past. Filmed in your hometown, it detailed the fleeting life of a teenager as they entered college and left their hometown life behind. There was a great deal of truth behind it. You, too, were in a group of four best friends (and one of them, at least to you, was more than that) that all were set to head their separate ways. While you did not get to experience such a week with that group, it was a joy to live in a what-if scenario and think about what could have been.

Regardless, you got the job. Now, a month after your hiring, you have the privilege to work your biggest job yet - a long-awaited official collaboration between OfflineTV and 100Thieves. You speedily get yourself ready for the day ahead, brushing, showering, shaving, changing, and getting breakfast all within a thirty minute time frame. You call an Uber to get you to the designated shooting location and wait the instructed 20 minutes. Once it arrives, you hop in alongside all of your camera gear and set off.

You make small talk along the way with the driver. After 40 minutes traversing traffic and many minor disruptions, you arrive. You give the driver a gracious goodbye, grab your gear, and exit the vehicle. Walking up the pathway that leads to the house, you admire the building. Four stories, beautifully built in a fairy modern design. Entering through the front door, you immediately hear a barrage of voices originating from one place.

Traversing through the house, you admire the incredibly well-kept rooms, completely spotless and orderly. As you approach the living room, you see a horde of people, both sitting and standing, speaking with each other. Brodin is the only one that comes forward to greet you, welcoming you in and explaining the basics of the video.

You nod along but your attention is elsewhere - in particular, some of the women in the room. While it would be unprofessional to say it has been difficult, not lusting over the women you work for has not been exactly easy. When you work with people like Jodi, for example, not fantasizing about the possibilities is a near impossibility. Regardless, you put on a professional attitude at all times while you are working.

That doesn't stop you from admiring the women, though. Your attention is first drawn to Brooke, a streamer with whom you have yet to make content with. You mentally note down her impressive breasts which, despite being covered in a tight lilac jacket, immaculately hugs them. Down lower, she wears simple black yoga pants which do a tremendous job of highlighting her best asset, her ass.

Shifting your eyes to the left, you fall on Jodi. On the contrary to Brooke, you have worked with Jodi since you started your tenure here as a cameraman. Not one to wear workout clothes very often, Jodi is instead wearing a black jacket which is barely hanging on to her shoulders, a black top which cuts a little bit above her waist, and black jeans. The top allows for a good show of cleavage which, with Jodi, is always an absolute pleasure. Unfortunately her pants don't showcase her tremendous ass quite as well.

Next, your eyes shift their focus to Tina, yet another streamer you have yet to work with. You know Tina to be a shy and modest individual but surprisingly, she is showing a decent bit of skin today. She is wearing a basic white top that loosely hugs her tits and light blue jeans. The top is short enough that it leaves a good portion of her stomach visible, showing her spectacularly toned stomach.

Lastly, your eyes fall on Rae. And damn does Rae look amazing. You have had the pleasure of working with Rae once more, also for an OfflineTV video. On her upper half, Rae is wearing a pretty simple and unimpressive black t-shirt. As your eyes lower, though, you see a pair of black and gray yoga pants, perfectly hugging her ass and even outlining her crotch. Your eyes stick on her for a while, simply appreciating the beauty.

"Yo," Brodin snaps you out of it, "We're starting, get your camera up and ready."

You do as he asks and just minutes later, the intro to the video is filmed by John, "Welcome to OfflineTV Hide and Seek! This time, we are in a ten million dollar house!!" This results in the rest of the content creators cheering and, after the basic ground rules are laid out and some quips are made, the game begins.

You have been assigned to follow around the seeker. Much to your delight, the seeker is Rae who you still cannot keep your eyes off of.

"So," Rae says as she begins the designated wait, "You're the new OTV cameraman right?"

"Yep, only been here like a month," you reply.

"How are you finding it so far? I know it can be an interesting world to get into."

"I'm loving it to be honest. It's fun, it's rewarding, and I like actually having relationships with my employers."

"I can understand that. I've seen some of the videos you've done, there's been a noticeable step up in filming quality."

"Thank you," you remark, blushing a little.

"Depending on how this video comes out, how would you feel about doing some stuff for 100 Thieves?" Rae questions.

"God, I don't know, I'm employed by OTV. I'm not a contractor or anything."

"I'm sure they would be fine with us just taking you for one day, just to see how it goes. We have a lot of ideas for videos, we've just never had the staff to actually do it."

"I'll have to see how OTV feels about it before anything. From there, I'm sure I could."

"Great. Another question for you: have you ever thought about getting in front of the camera?"

"I don't know about that," you reply cautiously, "I can sometimes freeze in front of a camera and I doubt I have much worth saying or doing."

"Believe me, you don't need all of that," Rae comforts you, "Just from this conversation, you seem to be really personable. That's always something people look for. Also, to be honest, you are a handsome man. Looks certainly help."

At that last compliment, you stand there, blushing and looking at your feet. This causes Rae to giggle. She is soon interrupted by the noise of an alarm going off. At the top of her lungs, Rae yells, "READY OR NOT, HERE I COME!!!" You quickly grab the camera, wipe the red off your face, and begin filming the hide and seek.

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"So who have I found so far?" Rae asks the camera before recounting the names, "Tina, John, Toast, Poki, and Jodi I think. So that leaves me with what, four more? Too easy."

Upon reaching the third floor, the two of you entire the room on the right; a pretty large storage closet filled with different tools, cleaning products, and some cardboard boxes. Suddenly and without warning, the door slams shut behind you.

"Must've been the wind," you observe, hoping that was indeed the case.

"Probably," Rae responds, though her voice still holds some worry, "I think I'm done in here, room seems empty."

You nod and back your way to the door. Taking one hand off the camera, you reach behind you, latch onto the handle, and twist. Only it doesn't budge. At all. You try again, assuming it was just a mistake on your end, but once more the door does not budge. You can vaguely hear the typical sound of a locked door trying to be opened.

You look at Rae with concern plaguing your face, though she does not seem to have noticed your predicament. She looks directly into your eyes and within seconds, she too is displaying concern.

"What's wrong?" she asked, the anxiety evident.

"The door is locked," you reply grimly.

"What do you mean locked?"

"When I turn the knob, it makes the lock noise and it doesn't budge at all."

She begins to hyperventilate. Her anxiety regarding the situation is overriding her body. Recognizing the poor etiquette that it would be to continue filming, you turn the camera off and set it down on a stack of boxes near the door. Rae is now on the floor with her legs pulled to her chest. She is not crying, but her eyes are welling up. You elect to sit beside her, shoulder-to-shoulder. She lowers her head to lay on your shoulder which initially shocks you but you soon disregard it as just a normal action from a distressed person.

You sit like that for upwards of five minutes, not a word being spoken. It felt weird how quickly everything sort of devolved. One minute you were joking around, trying to find some people, and the next you were trapped in a room with no obvious way out. Determined to try and get out of here, you stand up. Rae adjusts her head so that her neck is holding up its weight.

You make your way to the door, your brain processing the possible ways out. The only thing that comes to mind is the obvious - just keep trying to knob. So that's what you do. Attempt after attempt, over and over again, you yank at the knob. Sometimes you throw yourself against the door, other times you try to be a bit gentle, but no strategy works.

You even try pushing and pulling a few times in case you are completely misinterpreting how it is meant to be opened. It was on one of these pull attempts that disaster struck. You prepare, getting your feet in a proper stance and laying both hands on the knob. Then, with all the might you can muster, you pull and you pull… until you are launched backwards into a metal storage shelf.

You take a moment to gather yourself before realizing what had just happened; not only did you probably give yourself a concussion but you also yanked the doorknob off entirely. You look over to Rae who is staring in shock at the knob in your hand. You stand, compose yourself, put the knob on a pile of boxes adjacent to your camera, and resume your seat next to Rae.

Once more, silence floods the room. Soon, though, the tension becomes unbearable. It is hot and stuffy and sweat has begun to pour down both of your faces.

"Alright," you finally say, "Are you okay if I strip a bit? We're going to die from overheating if we keep going like this."

"You can do what you want," Rae answers hopelessly, "Actually wait."

You had just reached for the bottom of your shirt when she said the last sentence. You look at her and you can see her gears turning. After about 15 seconds, she speaks again, "What if we turn this into a bit of a game? I doubt we're gonna be found for a little while and neither of us can endure being fully clothed in this type of heat," you nod in agreement before she continues, "What about like strip truth or dare or would you rather or something like that?"

The shock that went through your brain must have displayed on your face because Rae giggled at you. "What? Not a fan of the idea?"

"N-n-no, it's a g-g-great idea," you stutter, "Just seems uncharacteristic."

"What, you don't think I can be a little risqué?," she jokingly asks, "I'm insulted."

"No, it's not that. I don't know, let's just get started before we both are discovered dead."

"Morbid," Rae replies before immediately launching into truth or dare, "Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Have you ever hooked up with any creator you have worked with? OfflineTV or otherwise."

"No," you reply truthfully, "And just to establish real quick, when does the stripping happen."

"Whenever you elect not to complete a dare or don't want to tell the truth. We can decide what level we want to get down to at a later time."

"Alright then, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Have you ever hooked up with any creators not including the ones you dated? If so, how many?"

"Hey, that's two questions," she complains, "But I'll answer anyway. I have hooked up with three other creators not including the ones I dated."

"May I ask names?"

Rae laughs, "No you may not. Now, truth or dare?"

"Dare," you confidently reply.

"I dare you to give me a lap dance for one minute." You immediately shake your head no to which she says, "Then strip!"

You comply as you immediately move to take off your left sock. "Just to verify, we are counting socks?"

"Yep, socks count but shoes don't."

"Truth or dare?" you ask.

"Truth."

"How do you feel about shower sex?"

"Love it," Rae rapidly responds, "One of my favorite sex experiences. Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"If you could hook up with any member of OfflineTV, who would it be and why?"

You contemplate not answering for a moment - after all, it is just a sock. At the end of the day, though, does it really matter if you tell one person? No. "Jodi 100%. Her body is just incredible. Ass, tits, stomach, face, the whole lot."

"I agree. Now your turn."

"Truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"I dare you to twerk on my lap for 30 seconds."

"Damn, I can't even twerk," Rae giggles, "Guess I have to strip. What sock did you do?"

"Left."

"Then left it is." She takes off the sock and throws it in the general area where your own sock is before continuing with the game, "Truth or dare?"

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You steal a number of glances at Rae, surveying her body. Since the commencement of the game, you have stripped down to just your pants and boxers and she has been brought down to her bra, pants, and panties. Her tits look flawless encapsulated in her simple black bra. The peaks jut out considerably over the fabric and their firm, smooth nature is apparent from afar. As your eyes lower down her body, her impressively toned stomach looks perfect.

"Truth or dare?" you ask, snapping out of your trance.

"Dare," Rae responds, smiling at you, making it known that she saw you staring.

"I dare you to rub my cock on the outside of my pants for a minute."

Her eyes widen and you almost can't believe what you just said. Sure a lap dance and twerking was provocative but full on physical touching was a barrier the two of you had yet to break through. After letting the dare rest for a few moments, she silently makes her decision. Standing up, she reaches for the waist of her black and gray patterned yoga pants. They perfectly hug her form and outline not only the curves of her ass but also the shape of her crotch area. In a quick flash, she pulls down the pants, revealing her godly legs.

Rae's smooth skin goes from her feet to her thighs, causing her to look especially delectable. Her muscular thighs cause a slight bulge on the sides of her legs. A pair of black panties conform to her impressive figure and silently disappear to her backside. You jokingly twirl your finger around, trying to signal for her to do a 360 but not expecting her to go through with it. Much to your (quite visible) shock, she complied, and she slowly rotated herself clockwise.

With a view from her left side, you can see one of her asscheeks protruding outwards from her figure. As she finally gets into the much-desired position, her whole ass facing directly to you, she bends down and gives you a little shake. Rae laughs a maniacal laugh and you join in, still stealing glances at her in the process. Her flawless butt still looks toned but also meaty enough to grab and spank, making it ideal for most scenarios. The slight jiggle when Rae twerked for a quick second showcased this beautifully. You take some time to admire her black panties partially wedged in her asscrack, making it all the more visible.

She quickly completes the turn and sits back down, much to your dismay. Regardless, the two of you are playing a game and you break your focus from her body, moving your eyes to her joyful face. "Truth or dare?" she asks, smiling and staring directly at you.

"Truth," you confidently reply.

"If you had me for an hour, no restrictions, what would you do?"

Now it's your turn to be shocked. That is a hard question to answer, both in terms of remaining respectful and telling the truth.

"No restrictions whatsoever? This means full consent, full willingness, and 100% anything goes?"

"Yep, all of it. Whatever you want, for a full hour."

"Take advantage of every feature of your body that I humanly can. I would fuck your pussy cowgirl and missionary, get some anal in doggystyle, grab your hair, spank and grope that delicious ass of yours," you husk, your mind off in dreamland, "I'd facefuck you, grab your tits, lick them, suck them, do everything I can. I'd dump one load in each of your holes, starting from your mouth and ending on your ass."

At this moment, you look up at Rae, almost horrified that you had already described so much. Her face is clearly flushed and she is squirming around, occasionally moving her hand between her legs for a second or two at a time. "A-a-a-anything else?" Rae probes.

"I mean, I don't know if we would have time but if we do, I would take you to the shower, press you against the wall, lift your leg, and fuck you… hard."

You delivered the last sentence with a particular harshness, one rather uncharacteristic of you. Rae notices but does not speak, her body overwhelmed and her mind elsewhere. "Truth or dare?" you ask, smiling at her reaction. In truth, you remain nervous yourself but you ensure that it is not detectable on your voice.

"T-t-tr-truth."

"Have you performed oral sex on another female in your friend group? If so, who?"

"I-I have," she responds, still stuttering, "Wi-with lots of p-p-people. Poki, Tina, Brooke, even Bella a few times."

"Holy shit Rae, I think you might be a slut." At this, she whimpers. Peculiar. It is evident that she is turned on but the timing of that noise coming right after the name-calling is strange.

"Truth or dare?" she asks, her confidence almost renewed.

"Dare."

"I dare you to lick and suck from my calves to my thighs."

Woah. Yet another escalation. You contemplate for a moment but inevitably decide to not go through with it.

"In the spirit of the game," you say, "I will not do the dare and instead take off my pants."

"How is that in the spirit of the game?" Rae asks, laughing, "Isn't it truth or dare?"

"I mean, I can do it if you don't wanna see me in just my boxers. I understand."

She quiets down at this and mumbles, "No no, go ahead."

You quickly grab onto the waist of your pants and yank them down to your legs before stepping out of them. Your hard cock, which had been present for the majority of the game, now sticks out in front of you, threatening to make a hole in your boxers. You look down at Rae who is staring directly at the bulge without a care in the world. You sit down, smiling, proud and happy with the attention.

"Truth or dare?" you quiz.

"Dare," her wavering voice replies.

"I dare you to dry hump me."

She pauses for a moment before responding, "What do you mean? Like mount you and rub my crotch on yours?"

"Exactly that."

Rae takes a few moments to process the requests before dutifully getting on her knees and making her way toward you. This view offers a temporary peek down her chest, an absolutely glorious sight. Upon reaching you, she puts both of her hands on one of your legs. She whispers to you, "One rule… no touching."

You nod in agreement, harder and more turned on than you have been in forever, if ever. Rae takes a deep breath before bringing her body so that she is facing you, her glorious chest still under your watchful gaze. She proceeds to turn around so that her ass is facing you, the two fit cheeks enticing you. You respect her wishes, though, and lick your lips as you watch her begin to back up onto your lap. She goes slow at first but wishes not to prolong it, swiftly lifting her body up and planting her ass on your lap.

Your brain immediately short circuits. While you knew Rae was going to do that, you didn't really know what was actually going to happen. The second her almost completely barren ass makes contact with your crotch, you are in heaven. Visually, you see her cheeks pressed up against your body, giving them more fullness. You watch her gorgeous, silky black hair flip as she turns her head toward you, offering a beautiful smile to your reaction.

Returning to the objective at hand, she positions a hand on both of your legs and maneuvers herself so that her pussy, still clothed in panties, is hovering directly above your cock. Rae pushes herself ever so slightly forward and then descends, pressing her pussy directly against your cock, only a couple thin layers of fabric preventing insertion.

You both relish it for a moment, locking eyes with one another. You can sense a bit of surprise and excitement in Rae's eyes, just as you are sure she can sense the same in yours. Finally, she decided to move. Sliding herself backwards along your clothed length, she adjusts to the lack of lubrication quickly. She then slides herself back, the pleasure you feel already immense.

As Rae continues to move along your length, she breathily asks you, "Truth or dare?"

"Oh we're gonna keep playing?"

"Y-yes."

"Alright, then, truth."

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"What?" you asked, kinda shocked. It had been such a dirty game of truth or dare up to this point so asking about your romantic affiliations was a bit out of the ordinary.

"I asked," she deeply inhales as her pussy brushes against your tip, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"No, I don't."

"Perfect," she mutters.

You ignore that sly remark to the best of your ability and ask, "Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

You spend a moment to glance down and admire her body once more, a view you could truly never get tired of. The temptation to touch is great but you don't out of respect for Rae. You then ask, "If you could have a threesome with anyone in the world, who would it be and why?"

"Right now, honestly? I'm gonna have to take something off, I can't even think of something."

"Then do it! What's your item of choice?"

Rae spends a long time pondering this question, all the while still grinding her pussy against your cock. At this stage, you are almost hurting from how long you have been hard. You can tell Rae is getting increasingly more turned on based on the frequency of her squirms and her pussy getting noticeably wetter and wetter. Finally, she answers. "Top."

You can't help but smile at this decision. While either would have been an incredible sight, you truthfully wanted to see her bare tits the most. You watch as Rae moves her hands around her back to unclip the black bra. You anxiously await the final move, watching as her hands effortlessly dismantle the clasps and the back of the fabric falls down. Her free hand is still holding the bra to her chest, causing her tits to compress.

In order to make sure that you see the moment she reveals them to you, you say, "I think we've done the humping for long enough, don't you?"

Rae jolts her head to face you, as if she was lost in a trance which you just broke. Regardless, she just nods and begins to dismount you. Keeping her arm pressed to the bra, she maneuvers off you, giving you a show in the process. Her ass swaying ever so slightly and her pert tits begging to be fully free. Rae takes her spot sitting across from you once more, her cheeks reddened. Now, with this view, you can perfectly see her tits. The tops are almost entirely visible and you can see a hint of areola peeking out.

You stare directly at her breasts, wanting so desperately to see the moment she drops the bra. You hear Rae take an audible deep breath in and then, with renewed confidence, she drops her arms and her bra immediately follows. Now, staring directly at you, are Rae's breathtaking bare breasts. They are certainly not as large as some others you had seen before but they have a certain quality to them.

They are almost perfectly round. Her flawless skin shines spectacularly under the lights of the closet, a setting which you had almost entirely forgotten you were even in. Directly in the center of her two incredibly enticing brown areolas were her hardened nipples. You let the sight sink in, the incredibly famous streamer sitting half naked right in front of you.

Soon, though, the thought once again dawned on you. You were still in the middle of filming a video and the two of you were still stuck in a closet. Someone could very easily intrude at any point. You contemplate the viable options, and settle on a rather bold one. Looking up, you check to see where Rae's attention is. She is looking down at the ground, her mind visibly elsewhere. You settle your mind down, take a few controlled breaths, and enact your plan.

Propelling yourself forward at an intense speed, you reach Rae in around a second. Before she can react, you bring your mouth to her left tit and begin to lick. The Filipina is, of course, taken aback by this sudden move. You can hear her gasp. She thinks over the options, whether or not she really wanted this. Her final verdict was made apparent to you when she placed her hands on the back of your head and pressed, providing encouragement.

"O-ohhhh," Rae moans, "Mmmmmm, oh my god. Keep going."

You, of course, comply as you pop her nipple into your mouth and immediately begin to suck. You proceed to lick around the areola and its surrounding area before resuming the sucking of her nipple. You soon broaden your horizons, your mouth latching onto bits of her skin. You reach your left hand up and latch onto her right tit. They feel shockingly pillowy, making them an absolute treat to suck and grope.

You pull your mouth off of her breast for a moment while your hand remains in contact with her other one. You straighten yourself and look Rae directly in the eye, offering her a smile. She reciprocates and all of a sudden, all bets are off. You tweak her nipple with your hand, causing a deep inhale and a slight grunt. You move your eyes downward, first to her remarkable boobs, then to her taut stomach, and lastly to her simple black panties. Likewise, Rae's gaze lands on your boxer briefs, your cock still visible as it had been before.

At that moment, you both come to a silent, yet mutual decision. You move your eyes upward once more, meeting hers. Then, with a simple nod, you both lunge at one another. Your lips immediately connect as you become the first to slip your tongue into her mouth. She follows suit and the two of you smash your mouths together. Your hand, ever-so determined, remains latched onto her tit. You move your spare hand down, right to Rae's crotch area. Grabbing the waist of her panties, you begin to pull them down.

Rae stops you from continuing, hesitating about taking that final step. You do not press on, not trying to make her uncomfortable. She does nothing for a good few seconds and the two of you sit there, your tongue probing her mouth. Seemingly finalizing her decision, Rae returns effort to the kiss and wraps her arms around you, pulling you in. The two of you sit there, your mouths pressed together and your tongues exploring one another.

Soon, though, Rae loosens her force pulling you in and separates her lips from yours. She keeps her mouth slightly agape as she departs, showing a hint of bright white teeth. The two of you sit there, sweaty bodies pressed together, your chests heaving with the need for air.

"Truth or dare?" she eventually purrs, giving you a sexy smile.

"Dare."

"I dare you to fuck me."

Just 30 minutes ago that sentence would've seemed like an absurdity - an event that would forever be secluded to your dreams and the deepest recesses of your minds. But now, sitting in front of an almost entirely naked Valkyrae, it doesn't seem quite so outlandish. You nod your head in determination and set out on your "dare."

You grab at the waist of Rae's panties, though this time it is met with an affectionate smile rather than a distrusting glare. Confidently, you pull on the fabric with all of your might and yank her panties down to her knees. You stare at her now naked crotch, almost completely barren of hair ignoring the few strays. Her slit is visibly wet which accentuates in quite brown coloring.

In order to fully remove her panties, Rae removes herself from your grasp, stands, and steps out of them. There, standing in front of you, your mind goes to a rather weird place - the infamous Margot Robbie scene in The Wolf of Wall Street. Only this was infinitely better. Rae struck a sexy pose, propping her arm on her hip and jutting her ass and chest outward.

You join her in standing up solely so that you can get your boxers off and begin with her dare. You reach for the brim of your boxers and begin to pull them down before Rae's hand lightly grabs hold of your arm. You stop and look up at her with a puzzled face. She elects not to speak but rather she sinks down to her knees in front of you, immediately informing you of her plans.

From here, you can not only see the arch of her back and her impeccable ass but you also get to take in the sight of her remarkable tits. As soon as she gets herself comfortable on her knees, Rae looks up at you with a smile and reaches her hands for your boxers. Quicker than you did for her panties, she yanks them down, your hard dick making brief contact with her face.

Rae giggles at the sudden contact before taking a few seconds to admire your length.

"Damn," she blurted out, though not regretting it after the fact. She allows herself a while longer to admire your length before getting to the good stuff. To begin, Rae lowers her head to your ball sack and allows your length to rest on her face. From there, she places her tongue on your balls and licks from there all the way up to the tip of your cock.

"Oh shit," you grunt, "Shitttt."

She continues with this strategy for a couple minutes, licking repeatedly. Once she reaches your tip for one final time, she spreads her lips open and envelopes the first half of your cock.

"Oh SHITT," you cry out, "You're so fucking good."

Rae giggles at your reaction, causing a weird vibration to pleasure your cock for a brief moment. She allows her head to stay in that position for several seconds, taking the time to move her tongue along your erection. She brings it up to your tip and flicks it along your slit, causing yet another moan to leave your mouth.

She moves her head back to a point where she is only engulfing the tip and then descends again, this time to two-thirds. Here, Rae repeats the process of adventuring with her tongue. She reaches her hands around and grabs onto your ass. Then, she moves her head back up to your tip before applying force on your ass and propelling you into her mouth and, subsequently, her throat.

"Oh my god," you moan, "OH MY GODDD. Fucking deepthroat me, holy shit."

Rae seems shocked by her own actions, her eyes wide as she grows accustomed to the invasion of your cock. She finds a comfortable angle to remain in and uses this time to lick you from base to tip. You grow increasingly more tempted to grab onto her hair but considering the situation, it doesn't seem like the best time to play for dominance.

Rae drags her head up your length and pops off of you. A couple strings of saliva leak from her mouth and remain loosely connected to your dick. The YouTube streamer admires your soaked cock before resuming returning her mouth to you. This time Rae looks you directly in the eye as she sends herself down on your cock, nestling her nose against your pubic bone. She watches as you throw your head back and moan at each movement her tongue makes.

She repeats this process every twenty or thirty seconds, taking a breath before diving right back down on your erection. Each time, you let out a deep moan and then quieter ones with each unique movement of her tongue along your length. You do her the favor of bundling her gorgeous jet black hair up into a makeshift bun in order to get it out of the way of her intent.

Unfortunately you still must complete your dare and in order to not risk someone finding you whilst doing the deed, it ought to happen sooner rather than later. So, much to your dismay and Rae's genuine sadness, you use the bundle of hair to gently remove her from your cock. Her jaw is covered with saliva and her make-up has begun to get washed away.

"Mmmm, damn," Rae rasped, "Your dick is fucking incredible."

"Thank you," you reply, smiling at her, "You sure know what to do with your mouth. Holy shit that was unbelievable."

"So why'd you pull me off you?"

"Well I still gotta do my dare! And I'd rather lessen the chance of someone finding us while we are like…" you look between your naked bodies, "this."

"Fair. Not like it's a punishment to get fucked by that. How do you want me?"

"Come," you beckon, facing one of the only barren parts of the room. Rae listens and stands in front of you. You spin her around so that her ass is facing you and press yourself against her, pushing her into the walls and giving her a kiss on the neck. You grab onto her ass, kneading it with your hands. At the same time you reach your hand down to your crotch and grab the base of your cock. You blindly and subtly locate Rae's pussy, hoping to surprise her by the sudden intrusion. You try to mask your feeling around as nothing more than trying to finger her.

After a minute or so, you find her pussy and once again align your cock. As your two tongues tangle and you explore her mouth, you thrust, penetrating her pussy and managing half of your cock in there before stopping your movement. Rae quickly breaks the kiss and moans, "OHHHHHHHH. Mmmmmmmm."

She turns her head around to face you and bites her lip, the pleasure plastered on her face. You sit there for a few moments, relishing in the feeling and giving her some time to acclimate. Rae gestures for you to move back a bit and so you do, ensuring that you remain lodged inside of her. Now, the streamer places her hands against the wall in front of you and looks back once more, this time giving you a nod and a smile.

With that approval, you sink the rest of your length into her pussy. "OH FUCKKKKK MEEEEEE," Rae screams, "SO FUCKING GOOD."

You retract your dick from inside of her and then ease it back in, over and over again with more speed each time. You occasionally offer some spanks of her perfect ass, driving quite the reaction.

"SPANK ME HARDER. FUCKING FUCK ME."

You join in on the dirty talk, yelling, "TAKE IT, SLUT."

Similar to her reaction to your earlier name-calling, she whimpers. Keeping that in mind, you keep thrusting into her with speed, now going in and out within a matter of two seconds. You move your right hand and grab onto her impeccable black hair, giving it a yank.

"OH FUCK, PULL MY HAIR HARDERRR. HOLY SHIT!" Rae screams.

"YEAH, YOU LIKE GETTING YOUR HAIR PULLED BITCH?"

"FUCK YESSSSSS."

You keep going at it in this way for a while, your hand keeping her head in place and your two midsections colliding together incredibly quickly. The slap of your skin joins in with both of your moans, making for an incredibly loud display. One thing that slips your mind in this moment is your setting. In a storage closet while shooting a hide and seek and the two of you have been here for nearly an hour. You can only hope that no one interrupts.

"I'M SO FUCKINGGGGG CLOSE," Rae wails, "KEEP FUCKING ME."

You pull tightly on her hair, causing another loud moan, "YOU LIKE THIS SLUT? YOU LIKE GETTING DEGRADED WHILE I FUCK YOU?"

"FUCKKKK YES."

Suddenly, Rae begins to tremble. Her pussy clenches onto your cock and you continue thrusting into her, the pleasure intensified. She loudly begins to moan as fluid gushes out of her. You let her ride through her orgasm, keeping the motion going throughout the whole thing. As it subsides, you slow down your thrusts until you stop completely, still buried about three-quarters of the way inside.

"Holy shitttt," Rae manages to say, post-orgasmic bliss written over her face, "You and your cock are so fucking good at that."

You smile, releasing her hair and retracting your cock from her pussy. Suddenly, you hear a voice in the hallway outside the door, "Rae!!!!" it clearly calls, "Rae, where are you?!"

You glance at Rae, wondering what she wants you to do. Her eyes widen at the sudden presence of her friends. If they find her in this situation, there is no telling what might happen after that. She places her finger in front of her lips, signaling for you to be quiet. Both you and Rae are still heavily breathing from your session but you cut out any other noises.

"I could've sworn I heard yelling from up here," another voice says, "Where the hell could she be?"

"I don't know, I'll check downstairs again. You wanna check upstairs?"

"Yeah, sure."

You hear their footsteps slowly lower in volume as they exit the area, leaving just you and Rae sitting there once again. Your cock is still hard and why you don't want to bring it up to her, it sure would be nice for you to reach your climax as well. The two of you sit there for a few more moments before Rae looks at you and you at her.

"Well shit, they're looking for me," she says, "That was a really close call."

"Yeah it was," you concur.

"Oh shit, I almost forgot," she directs her attention to your midsection, "This marvelous thing still needs to finish."

"Yes it does. How would you go about doing that?"

"Well I'm gonna suck you off of course."

"Got any unique ideas?"

"Actually, yes," Rae answers excitedly, "When I lay down on my back, you will knell over me. From there, you can do whatever the fuck you want until your cum is in my throat."

You nod in agreement, ecstatic upon hearing the plan. Rae gets into the proposed position, her head flat on the ground. You do as you were told, placing your knees on either side of her body. You maneuver yourself up her body until you are positioned above her ties, your cock touching her chest.

"All yours," the Filipina says as she opens her mouth wide. You move your dick forward and into her welcoming mouth for the second time today. This time, though, you have been offered free reign. And you sure as hell are gonna use it.

You immediately thrust your cock in, forcing the tip to touch the back of her throat. Rae's eyes widen at this but she quickly adapts, welcoming the intrusion. You let it sit there for a moment before you pull it out again. As you shove back in once more, Rae closes her full lips around your length and provides a vacuum-like seal, sucking on you in full. You pull out and repeat the process over and over, the pleasure overwhelming.

"HOLY SHITTTT," you moan loudly, "Fuckkkkkkkkkkk take me deep me slut."

Rae, entirely incapable of talking (for obvious reasons) grunts in response. As you keep thrusting back on, she groans and moans, vibrating your cock a little each time. Soon you tense up and the familiar feeling arises. Now the question is whether or not you should warn her beforehand. Thinking for a moment, you elect to. An unexpected choking hazard may not be the most appealing first encounter.

"SHITTTT BITCH," you moan, "I'm gonna cummmmmmmm."

Her eyes widen in anticipation, awaiting your load alas. As you reach your climax deep in her mouth, you unload rope after rope of your white, gooey substance into her throat. At first Rae hesitates but quickly acclimatizes and welcomes it gladly. After a good twenty seconds of shooting torrents of cum into her warm mouth, you begin to sputter.

You pull out of Rae's mouth, glancing in as you exit and seeing the tiniest remnants of the load you just provided her with. Despite her incredible effort at downing your whole orgasm, the 100 Thieves member still coughs and chokes as you extract your cock from her mouth. She immediately sits up and catches her breath, ensuring that she doesn't choke.

"You good?" you ask after a minute or two.

"Y-yeah," Rae replies, still stumbling over her words, "But we should really get ourselves out of here."

"I agree." With that, you get to your feet and grab your clothes. You quickly throw them on as you kick Rae's clothes to her. Searching around the room, you find a roll of paper towels and hand it to her. You hope that she can clean off at least a bit of her messy makeup and the dried saliva all over her chin and tits. Rae makes quick work of the clean up and just as quickly gets her clothes on. You stare as she moves her body about, watching the jiggle of her ass as she tries to get her tight-fitting yoga pants on.

Now that the both of you are at least somewhat presentable, you begin to formulate a plan. "So how should we make our existence known?" you ask.

"Probably just yell for help and bang on the walls. Eventually someone will find us. They aren't just gonna leave us forever stuck in a house."

"True I guess. And for the record, Rae, I would love to do that again."

She shows her gorgeous toothy smile and blushes a bit before responding, "Yeah, I'm sure you would."

"Hard to get? After what we just did? Bold. Just admit it Rae, you're a slut."

To this, she cackles but doesn't respond, leaving your observation up in the air. Moving on from the topic, you begin to scream for help and bang on the door, hoping that someone will hear your desperate attempts.

Just minutes later, you hear the same two feminine voices as before. Now that you are out of your lustful stupor, though, you can identify the voices as Jodi and Tina. They locate the source of your pleas and speak to you through the door.

"RAE!!" Jodi calls out.

"JODI! WE'RE IN HERE AND THE KNOB BROKE. PLEASE GET US OUT."

"Wait," you speak up, "I might have an idea." You locate the crowbar which you had seen stored on one of the shelves earlier in the day. Grabbing it, you bring it to the door and insert its end into the slight crack in the door. With an exasperated effort, you try to pry the door open but fail. You repeat it a few times, each one failing. After about two minutes worth of attempts, though, you alas succeed and the door bursts open.

Rae immediately runs to Jodi and Tina, informing of what happened, just leaving out some rather key bits. They both greet you, Jodi with a hug and Tina with a shy wave.

"Imane could've sworn she heard something but wasn't sure," Jodi says.

"Yeah, that was probably us," Rae replies, "We were trying to get out of there forever."

"Well I'm glad you guys are safe now. How was your time in there?"

"It was, uh… something, that's for sure," you answer, earning a laugh from Rae.

"Anyway, game concluded a while ago cause we realized you guys were lost," Tina says, "Everyonethat isn't looking for you is downstairs in the living room so let's head down there and spread the news."

"Sounds like a plan, I'm just gonna hold up here for a second and grab my camera."

The streamers all nod in response but Jodi stays behind, citing that she, "wants to make sure you don't get locked in again."

"So how long were we in here?" you ask Jodi as you enter the storage room.

"It was an hour I think," she says as she enters the room, "Holy shit, what is that smell?"

You immediately turn red, hoping and praying that you do not get caught.

"I'm gonna be honest here, I know what you two just did. I'm not stupid, I heard you on my first pass on this floor. Slut is such a… degrading word, isn't it?" Jodi slyly remarks as she states you in the eye.

"I-I-It's not wh-what you think," you stutter.

"It seems to me like you two got locked in here and then got all intimate."

"Are you g-gonna tell anyone?"

"Nah, why would I? My friend is getting some dick and our cameraman is getting pussy. It's great!"

"You're sure you won't tell?" you ask, remarkably reassured.

"I won't, I promise," Jodi says, staring you in the eye and biting her lip, "Now how was it?"

"I don't believe I'm at liberty to tell."

"Ah you fucker. We'll see how long you can stay quiet."

With that, she blows you a kiss, turns on her heels, and struts out of the room, swaying her ass side to side. You stand there, in the same place you had just been locked in not ten minutes ago, completely stunned.

"Wait wait wait, go through it again for me please," Rae requests. After the encounter with Jodi in the closet, you returned downstairs. Rae gave you her number for the 100 Thieves offer that she initially proposed - though, naturally, there is another reason. You went home that day still contemplating what happened and how things would proceed. After sitting on it for 24 hours and getting some not-so-refreshing sleep, you elected to call Rae.

"Okay, so after you and Tina left and went downstairs, Jodi came into the closet with me. She said something like "oh it smells funny in here" and acted coy for a bit. She said she heard everything, like the name calling and stuff. Then she said she wouldn't say anything to anyone. Then she just blew me a kiss and strutted away," you recount, finding yourself catching your breath after finishing.

The voice on the other end takes a minute to think before responding, saying, "It's not great, but it sounds like we're in the clear. And, if you ask me, it sounds like she may want you to do to her what you did to me. I know I sure wanna do it again."

"You really think so? I swear she's dating John. She doesn't strike me as the kind to even think about cheating."

"Last I checked she was, yeah," Rae agrees, "But a woman doesn't normally blow a guy a kiss after catching him having sex with her friend."

"Even if she was trying to get in my pants, it would be disrespectful to you to let her. I know we aren't "a thing" or whatever but I'm not gonna fuck your friend."

"Can I be honest?"

"Yeah, of course," you respond, intrigued by what she has to say.

"I don't care if you fuck around. Like you said, we aren't in a relationship, we just had sex once. Granted it was incredible sex but that doesn't tie you down. You sleeping with my friends and coworkers kinda turns me on anyway."

"Oh yeah? Why is that?"

"Maybe I'm just generous. Maybe I just like thinking of them getting railed. Who knows?"

"Rae, I don't know how much I can say it, you are a slut."

"Yeah," Rae admits shyly.

"When are we doing it again?"

"Ooo, I don't know if you deserve to have me again."

"Playing hard to get, aye?" you immediately call her bluff, "Considering how willing you are to loan me to your friends, something tells me you enjoyed yourself."

"Or maybe that's just me trying to get you off my back."

"You just said that it was incredible sex. Like literally twenty seconds ago."

"Maybe I was lying," Rae responds. You can hear her smiling.

"Yeah, alright Rae. Just call me up when you want me to fuck you like a slut deserves to be fucked."

She jokingly moans before the two of you laugh. You soon finish up the call, content with your conversation. You are happy that the weight of Jodi's discovery is lifted off of your shoulders and is now a shared responsibility. Getting on with your day, you check your schedule. The past week has been a mess of personal and professional issues so you have forgotten what you have coming up.

Marked for the 30th of October is an event that simply reads: Halloween Party. At that, panic sets in. One of your best friends from your time at Stanford had also moved to LA. He, too, was pursuing film out here, only on the opposite side of the camera. After being given the opportunity to prominently appear in a major Hollywood blockbuster, he made it big. Regardless of the success, he still kept in frequent contact with you and just three weeks prior had invited you to a Halloween party.

Only you completely forgot. You don't have a costume or anything prepared. You immediately grab your laptop and sift through a variety of male Halloween costume ideas until you settle on two primary options: a Phantom of the Opera style outfit or a pretty basic cowboy outfit. After searching through a variety of different options and eventually settling on the Phantom of the Opera one. It has a silver mask used to cover half of your face and a simple black and purple suit with a black cape. You intend to paint the other half of your face a blue or purple to make it all the more interesting.

Ensuring that it would be delivered within one day, you close your laptop and proceed with your day. Once again checking the calendar, you see the planned shoots for OfflineTV. Next Tuesday is a beer pong video and that same Thursday is set to be OTV learning martial arts. You still do not have the proposed 100 Thieves shoot written down which could be either Monday or Wednesday, depending upon creator availability.

Needless to say that the upcoming week is packed. Your phone suddenly vibrates. You pull it out of your pocket and check the notification displayed on the screen. A message from Jodi?! So soon after yesterday? Intriguing. Opening up your phone and subsequently your Messages app, you click on Jodi.

The message reads: "Hey, I'm sorry about yesterday. I don't know what came over me and you did not deserve that teasing. John and I have recently gone through a very rough patch in our relationship and I thought it would be fun to play around with your mind. I am still serious about not ratting you and Rae out, though. My lips are sealed."

You finish reading and display a rather disappointed expression on your face. You really wished it would be something more… perhaps it still could be. You text back: "All is well, I appreciate the apology. I am sorry to hear about you and John. If I can be of any assistance, please let me know. If not, I understand."

Immediately after hitting send, the text bubbles pop up. Jodi replied with: "Actually that would be great. Mind if I come over to your place? Just to talk."

You respond: "Yeah, for sure." You then send her the address and turn your phone off, awaiting her arrival. The complete 180 from what you had anticipated was quite shocking to say the least. Regardless, if you could help her out in any way, you were more than glad to.

About thirty minutes later, you hear a knock at your door. Quickly running to a mirror, you ensure that you are in tip-top shape and head for the door. You open it and standing on the other side is a visibly distraught Jodi.

"Hey, Jodi," you start, giving her a warm smile, "How are you doing?"

"Not good at all, to be honest," she replies, her voice wavering.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Please, come in. Would you like anything to drink?"

"No thanks, I'm not thirsty."

Jodi enters the house as you close the door behind her.

"Wanna sit?" you propose.

"Yeah, please."

You guide her to the sofa where she sits down, sadness becoming more and more prevalent in her voice and on her face. You sit next to her but avoid contact, not wanting to make things awkward.

"What's wrong?"

"John and I are probably gonna break up. I-I think he is cheating."

You react with genuine concern but still try to be calm and collected, "Why do you think that?"

"I found two sets of underwear under our bed when I was cleaning a couple days ago. Neither of them were mine. Even before that, he and I were in a rough spot. He has been really distant for the past couple months and has never really wanted to spend time with me."

"Shit, Jodi, I'm so sorry that's been happening to you."

"Yeah, he even gave up, you know…" she pauses and clears her throat, "physical intimacy with me."

"Really?!" you exclaim with shock, "Sorry, just kinda shocking that anyone could or would do something like that."

Jodi laughs, her first of the visit with you today, "I appreciate that. That's why I acted that way yesterday. It's been a long, long time without that type of contact and when I heard you and Rae, it got me going."

"It's fine, I understand. Thank you for being understanding about it."

"Can I be honest with you?" she asks.

"Yeah, 100%."

"I knew what you guys were doing as far back as when you were telling Rae what you were gonna do to her. It got me kinda, y'know… aroused, I guess. So I just stuck around and when it escalated into sex, damn, I couldn't help but be envious of Rae."

"Why are you admitting this to me?" you question.

"You invited me over to help me vent my issues. This is just one of the many."

"I see. Now, can I be honest with you!"

"Go ahead," Jodi says, her interest piqued.

"In case you didn't know, we were playing strip truth or dare. She asked me if I could hook up with any OfflineTV member, who would I pick. Wanna guess who I picked?"

You both sit in silence for a few moments, letting the question sit there. It was almost unbearable. It was certainly an escalation, one that would require her participation.

Finally, she responded, "I don't know, Sydney?"

"It was you," you matter-of-factly state, trying to gauge her reaction. If the silence before was unbearable, this one was multiple minutes of agony. You say there, doing nothing, your breathing shallow and your hands shaking. It was an awkward situation and an awkward thing to admit, to be sure.

"Yeah? Why was that?"

You exhale and smile, happy that she is fine with what you said. "I don't remember the exact reason, I only remember that I said your whole body is perfect. Face, tits, stomach, ass, all of it."

"D-do you stand by that?" Jodi asks, her cheeks reddening.

"Even more now than then."

With that reply, you moved your hand to her chin and tilted her head up so that she is looking directly at you. She is beautiful, no man in the world could deny that. The two of you stare into each other's eyes for a good minute, trying to get a feel of what the other was thinking.

"May I?" you ask. Jodi responds with nothing more than a nod. You press your face forward and lock your lips with hers, sharing a sweet first kiss. You do not try to invade her mouth with your tongue nor do you escalate the contact at all. She is in a sad state and you do not intend to do anything that would make it worse.

You break the kiss, smiling at her. It is now that you break eye contact and skim her from head to toe, admiring her body in full. Her tight black shirt, her gorgeous stomach in full view, the short skirt, all of it.

You place your hands on the strap of her top, signaling that you want to pull down her top. To this, Jodi shakes her head. And that is when your momentum dies down. The moment is disrupted and sit back in a normal position, staring aimlessly at your lap.

"I-I'm sorry," Jodi stutters, "I know I don't owe John anything but I can't. I-I-It's too soon. I just can't."

You nod your head, trying to act as though you do not care. The two of you sit there, silence once again filling the room. Soon enough, the clock hits three o'clock flat. Jodi stands up and looks down at you, "I really am sorry. Maybe someday, but not now. It's just too soon."

You smile at her and she smiles back, evidently gracious for your understanding. "Thank you for helping me, really. You've been great to me and I can't thank you enough."

"Of course," you finally say, still trying to hide the disappointment, "If you ever need any help, romantic or otherwise, please just talk to me. I'll be available."

You stand up to meet her and she throws her arms out, bringing you in for a hug. At this moment, you hoped she would at the very least give you a peck on the lips but no dice. You say some closing remarks and watch as she exits your house, leaving you so very disappointed in the process.

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You wake up the next day refreshed. You wasted the remainder of yesterday away playing video games and going to the gym. Not wanting to spend too much time lounging around in bed, you get up and complete your typical morning routine. You make yourself a nice omelet for breakfast and scroll through your phone in the process.

Just an hour ago, Aria posted a link to her Twitch stream with a caption of: Early morning cooking stream! Making a big breakfast! Come join!

You click on her Twitch link, interested to see what she was up to in full. Once the ads play through, you see a grand spread of various breakfast dishes alongside some still being made. There are some pancakes, waffles, sausages, the whole lot. And then there is Aria, wearing a loose white shirt designed solely to show her awe-inspiring tits and some short blue shorts, providing little cover for her thick thighs.

You watch Aria for a little bit, your interest slightly piqued by the contents on the stream. You soon move on, though, and this time you click on XChocoBars stream. You have actually had the pleasure of meeting Janet at a dinner once before. Unfortunately her outfit is quite plain. It is just a purple hoodie. Seeing as she is at her desk, her lower half is not visible.

You soon click off and this time move to BrookeAB's stream. She is someone you just met for the first time yesterday, and who you were in complete awe of her delectable form. Similar to Aria, she is doing a cooking stream alongside Tina. Brooke is wearing black yoga pants which, when she turns around, hug every possible inch of her backside perfectly. As for her top, she is wearing a quite simple red fleece.

Tina is not too dressed up either. She is wearing bright blue jeans and a very loose tight top. There is a gap between the two articles of clothing that provides a great view of her stomach. You turn the volume up a little bit, hoping to hear some interesting things.

"So, chat, she's going as a Spider-Man variant and I'm going as a bunny," Brooke says. Your focus remains solely on the stream.

"It's a Venom outfit, Brooke," Tina jokes, "But yeah, I'm really excited for the party tonight. I've never really done Halloween like this."

"Wait, really?" Brooke asks, genuinely shocked, "You've never done Halloween?"

"Like I went around the block as a kid to get candy and everything but I haven't dressed up like this in ages."

"Oh my god, this is so exciting."

The only thought on your mind is which Halloween party in particular they are talking about. The odds that they are talking about the party you are going to are slim, if none… but imagine if they are. Speaking of the party, you still need to get your outfit prepped. You close out of the stream and Twitch as a whole. Sliding your phone in your pocket, you head to the store to grab some purple face paint. The costume is set to arrive any minute now.

Your shopping run for face paint only takes twenty or so minutes. Upon returning home, you see a package waiting for you outside your front door. Picking it up and examining it, you recognize it to be your outfit for the party. Swiftly bringing it inside and opening it up, you take out the individual parts. You run a quick test of the outfit, seeing how it all fits and the general vibe of the outfit. Remarkably, it all looks great. Satisfied, you neatly lay the components out and waste the time away waiting for the party.

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"Hey, welcome!" a familiar voice calls out to you as you enter the already packed home. You look for the origin of the voice to discover your friend standing there, waving at you in his vampire costume. You make your way to him, excited to catch up in person for the first time in a while.

"Hey, how have you been?" you ask.

"Oh shit, I didn't even notice it was you!" you friend says, I've been great. Got a girlfriend, work is going extremely well, and I'm just overall quite happy."

"That's great to hear. Loaded guest list tonight, aye?"

"Yep, it's a mix of my friends and my girlfriend's friends. I think in total there's like 300 people coming."

"300?! Damn, lucky you got this house."

"Not luck, my friend," he boasts.

"I suppose not. So tell me, what's your girlfriend like? Is she in your area of work?"

"She is, yes. And she is great."

"Anyone I might know then?" you probe.

"Nah, she works behind the screen. But trust me, if she wanted to, she could be a star."

"That's awesome, man, really happy for you."

"Thanks," he responds, smiling at you, "Say, how is your life going?"

"It's moving. I started a job for that streamer group a bit over a month ago and I've loved it. Great pay, great location, and just overall a fun place to work."

"Shit, yeah, I forgot about that. Any luck on the girl side? There's some pretty hot chicks in that circle."

"Yeah there are. Can't say I've had any luck yet, though," you lie.

"I think my wife invited some people from a YouTube group. 100 something, I'm forgetting now."

"100 Thieves?!"

"Yeah, that's what it was. I think there's two of them here but I can't be certain."

"Interesting," you respond, but internally you are freaking out. Perhaps, then, Brooke and Tina WERE talking about this party on stream. You can only hope so.

"Oh, I gotta talk to these guys," your friend says, pointing to the newcomers, "Enjoy the party, man. Great catching up."

You say farewell and enter into the sea of bodies. There were mummies, zombies, pirates, cowboys, Kens, Barbies, and a whole host of other Halloween costumes. Weaving your way through, you gun straight for the refreshment area to try and get some substance in you. Grabbing some interestingly colored drink, you take a sip and recognize the flavor to be some sort of orange soda. Delighted, you continue to drink.

Refreshed, you head onto the dance floor in hopes of maybe seducing someone for the night. High hopes for sure. The first woman actually initiates the dance with you. Her brunette hair flows flawlessly down her back and the make-up on her face has some added touches for the Halloween theme. She is wearing a sluttier version of the Little Red Riding Hood outfit. It appears to be a weird latex material and shows a good bit of her long legs and the majority of her well-shaped tits.

"Well hello there, masked man. Wanna dance?" the gorgeous woman asks.

"I would love to, but maybe we should talk a little more before things go to that," you say with a laugh.

"I guess that's true. Like my outfit? she questions, giving a twirl.

"I do indeed. I must say, it highlights some of your best features."

"Why thank you."

The two of you take a minute to just dance around, not trying to converse an excessive amount. She moves her body so that she is facing away from you, her ass directly lined up with your midsection. She does not rub herself against you, keeping a decent margin between your two bodies. You keep your hands far away, more intrigued by what she is doing than anything else.

She begins to move her hips in a circular motion, causing her ass to barely brush up against your crotch area. She continues like this for a few moments, enjoying the song and the feeling of the contact. Unfortunately for you, though, you had to get a little adventurous. You excitedly place a hand firmly on her ass, trying to get a fall of it. Her attitude immediately changes as she seats your hand away and stands up facing you.

"What the hell?" she confronts you, though she keeps her volume low, "I didn't say you could touch me."

"S-sorry," you apologize, quite intimidated, "I thought we were getting into something."

"We were and then you ruined it," she says before waving her hand dismissively, her face plagued with disgust, "Bye."

"Damn," you think to yourself, "So close to landing an absolute bombshell." You quickly recover from the disappointment, though, and once more begin to maneuver your way through the room, trying to find another woman to approach. This time you spot a woman with blonde hair in a black and white bunny costume. You are granted a view of her backside which does not disappoint. Unfortunately for you, a good deal of her ass is covered by the outfit but you still get slivers of her fat ass cheeks poking out.

For whatever reason, your brand abandons you and cannot recall who it is. As such, as you approach the woman and tap her on the shoulder, you are shocked to see the familiar face of BrookeAB staring back at you. Your eyes immediately fall away from her face and to her impressive breasts which show quite prominently in the outfit.

"Hello," Brooke warmly greets.

You don't speak for a good few seconds, questioning how you should proceed. Reminding yourself that she is in a relationship, you press on with your conversation, "Hey."

"Why'd you tap me on the shoulder?"

"Honest answer? I saw the back of your outfit and wanted to see the front too. It's, uh, quite interesting."

"Yeah, you think so?" she asks quite seductively, "What exactly made you wanna see more?"

"I-I- uhhh," you choke.

Brooke begins to laugh as she says, "Don't worry, I'm just messing around."

You laugh along with her before continuing the conversation. "But yeah, you just seem like an interesting person and I liked your costume. So why not strike up a conversation."

"Ooo, I like that reasoning."

"Wanna dance a bit?"

"Sure," the blonde warmly responds, giving you a smile. She then grabs your hand and guides you to a fairly barren part of the dance floor. As the night goes on, the two of you slowly get more comfortable with one another and as such, your bodies get closer and closer until they are practically touching.

"Well, man in the mask," Brooke whispers, "What do you wanna do next?"

You completely forgot that she just doesn't know who you are. "What are my options?" you question, playing along.

"Hmm, let's think. You can walk away and go dance with some other girl. Or, and I hope you pick this option, you can keep dancing with me and we can see how… physical it can get."

"Not really a hard choice, is it?" you ask rhetorically, the answer obvious.

"It would be nice to hear it in more official language."

"I would rather keep dancing with you."

"Great," she concludes. In a matter of seconds, she has pressed her body up against yours. She doesn't move from there, though, for whatever reason content with the feeling of your two bodies mashed together. You are not, however, and you make a pretty bold move. Placing your hand at the top of her back, you slowly slide it down, getting a feel of the soft fabric of the outfit.

You soon reach the main goal, her ass. There, you test out the action of simply placing your hand on the fully clothed part, trying to see how she would react. She does not slap your hand away nor does she protest in any way so progress has already been made. You rest your hand there, far too scared to make a move beyond that. You sway your bodies to the music, rubbing yourselves against one another.

Next, you move your hand lower on her ass, to the transparent leggings she has on. Despite there technically being a layer between your hand and her ass, you can still feel the warmth radiating off her skin. At this stage, you get even more adventurous, your confidence renewed by the response from Brooke. With your hand nearly on her flesh, you squeeze.

Unfortunately you can't get a full feel of her bare ass but even in fabric, it still molds to your hands. You squeeze again, grabbing hold of her plump cheek and keeping it for a few moments. Brooke has begun to breathe much heavier yet she still has not stopped you - a good sign.

"Well," you whisper, "What do you wanna do next?"

Brooke takes a moment to settle down before replying with, "I don't know, it would be irresponsible to go any further. I only just broke up with my boyfriend, after all." Holy shit, she isn't with her boyfriend anymore. What was once a pipe dream immediately transformed into a semi-realistic possibility.

"Don't worry about morality. What do you want to do?"

"I-," Brooke's reply is cut off by a familiar voice calling her name. You both immediately separate, the tension of the moment disrupted and ruined. Turning your attention, you greet the source of the voice - Tina. She is wearing a full body Venom suit, just like she mentioned on stream. It is skin-tight, allowing for a mouth-watering outline of each of her curves. Though both her ass and tits are naturally less pronounced than Brooke's, they are still impressive in their own right.

"Tina!" Brooke exclaims and greets her friend, "How's the party been for you?"

"It's been awesome. So many people to talk to. How's it been for you?"

"Awesome, lots of people to dance with and talk to."

At that, Tina turns her attention toward you, finally acknowledging your existence. "Which one were you doing with him?" she flatly asks.

"A little bit of both, mostly dancing though."

Tina smiles at you as you smile and wave at her, exchanging a fairly standard non-verbal greeting.

"Can I talk to you real quick?" Tina asks Brooke. Without a response, she takes the blonde woman's hand and guides her to a completely dead corner of the room.

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"Brooke, what the hell are you doing?" Tina blurts as soon as she is out of ear-shot from you.

"What's wrong?" Brooke asks, taken aback by the sudden nature of her friend's comments.

"You literally just broke up with Mason two weeks ago. I don't think you're ready to be hooking up with somebody already."

"We weren't hooking up, we were just dancing."

"You can't fool me, you two were so about to sneak off into some room and fuck. I saw him grabbing your ass and I sure as hell saw the way you looked at him when he did. All turned on."

"Tina," Brooke starts, placing a hand on her fellow streamer's shoulder, "I feel like I'm ready. I mean, look at him. He's fucking hot."

Tina takes a good look at you, noting down your impressive stature. "Sure, Brooke, but he's also wearing a mask at a Halloween party. What if he knocks you up and you never hear from him again? What if he has a STD? You have to think about these things."

Brooke contemplates her words for a few moments. The logic is sound and she is clearly right. Hooking up with a random masked man at a party is a recipe for disaster. Suddenly, an idea pops into her mind. A stupid one, for sure, but one that could provide her with the sex she was looking for.

"Hear me out."

"Oh no, I already know I'm not gonna like this."

"You make good points. However, I am an adult and can make the decision to fuck whoever I want."

Tina hangs her head in defeat.

"But…" Brooke continues, "Perhaps, I don't know, if there was someone in the room with me that could stop me from making the super stupid decisions. Then maybe I can avoid the consequences."

Tina just sits there for a few moments, quite honestly shocked. Brooke had essentially just suggested a threesome with this random masked man at a Halloween party. Worse yet, Tina was actually considering it.

"Why would I ever do that? Cause you can't control your urges enough not to have sex once? I'm asking for this one time, please."

"Tina, I am going to fuck that man in the mask tonight. That is final. I'm offering you the chance to join me, not just for my own safety and enjoyment, but also for yours."

Tina looks at her friend with a puzzled expression.

"I know you haven't had sex in months. This is your chance to let loose, no strings attached. As much as you are trying to act all innocent, I know you wanna fuck him too."

Tina glances over at you once again, biting her lip as she does. She stands there, contemplating the situation for a moment. "I'll do it," she finally concedes, much to the delight of Brooke, "But I promise you, I'm not gonna be happy doing it."

Brooke gets giddy, "Okay, I'll drag him to the first room I see on the second floor. Just show up whenever you're ready."

Tina hesitantly nods in agreement with the plan.

"You can sit off to the side and get yourself off if you really don't feel comfortable," Brooke suggests, "Come on, cheer up. You're about to have a threesome with your best friend. What's better than that?"

"Enjoying myself at a Halloween party for the first time ever?"

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You watch as the two women return from the corner. Brooke is overjoyed, a smile plastered on her face. Tina, on the other hand, is looking down at her feet and appears quite disappointed. A confusing mix of emotions. Their conversation seemed quite heated but it seems as though it has mellowed out since.

"What'd I miss?" you ask.

"Oh nothing, we were just figuring something out," Brooke responds calmly.

You nod your head at her response, not quite content with it but not wanting to push. You stand there for a few moments in silence. Tina is ten or so feet away from you and her attention is still drawn to the ground. You whisper to Brooke, "Why does she look so distraught?"

"I think she's a bit upset with me. It's whatever, she'll be fine soon. Anyway, shall we resume our dance?"

You turn back to look at Brooke to see hee rushing toward you. She throws her arms around your neck, forces you down a bit, and kisses you. You sit there for a minute, neither of you moving, just savoring the feel of each other's lips. You soon maneuver your tongue into her mouth and vice versa, taking the time to explore. You run your hands down to her ass, not caring about overstepping. You squeeze and grope, relishing in the feeling once more.

Brooke breaks the kiss, looks you in the eye, and bites her lip. "Come," she purrs. The streamer takes your hand and guides you through the mob of people, weaving in and out of the dancing bodies. Unbeknownst to you, Tina is following the two of you. Brooke drags you along for a couple minutes, trying her hardest to locate an empty room. Not finding one, she then heads up the stairs, forcing you along with her. This level is entirely empty and your guide immediately finds a bedroom. From the looks of it, it is a standard guest bedroom without any belongings anywhere. Perfect.

Brooke pulls you into the room and shuts the door behind you. The two of you are immediately on one another again, your lips pressed together. You return your hand to her ass but once again are unfortunately prevented from touching her bare skin due to the mesh. Not wanting to be withheld any longer, you wrap your other arm around Brooke and bring it to her other cheek. You then clutch the fabric with both of your hands and pull as hard as you can until you hear it rip.

Now you have full access to her bare cheeks and you relish in that. Her skin is unbelievably smooth and her ass acts like gelatin with how bubbly it is. You continue the kiss, enjoying the moment. Soon, though, Brooke breaks away from your lips but keeps herself in close proximity to you.

"Fuck" she lightly moans, "Like my ass?"

"Hell yeah I do," you respond, giving her right cheek a tiny slap for effect.

She sexily giggles at this before replying, "Get me out of this costume… please."

"How?"

"Just grab the strap around my neck and untie it."

You reluctantly remove your hands from her backside and bring both of them to her neck. Grabbing hold of the aforementioned strap, you look Brooke in the eye. She smirks at you and nods her head, indicating for you to do it. You locate where the outfit is tied together and begin to untie it, something which you do in just a couple of seconds. You grab hold of each of the loosened straps and slowly begin to lower them. Your eyes immediately go to Brooke's tits, waiting for the moment they pop out.

At first, you can only see the very top of her tit, certainly a sublime visual but nothing too notable. As you continue to slowly lower the top, more and more comes into view. Her tan lines, while noticeable, are hardly prevalent. You admire the rounded shape of her breasts as you pull more and more until you see it - the tops of Brooke's nipples. They are a rosy pink and stand at attention. Once her nipple shows, you quickly let her breasts free in their entirety, admiring just how perfect they are. They are quite perfectly rounded, hang ever so slightly, and look remarkably soft.

You let go of the straps, recognizing that any more undressing would take genuine effort. Not wanting to wait, you lower your head down and immediately begin to attack her left tit. You initially focus your efforts on the nipple itself, using your tongue to circle the areola. You soon evolve to sucking on it, enlarging your mouth and encompassing a much wider area. With your right hand, you are groping Brooke's right breast, feeling the smooth skin and soft, almost pillowy nature of her tits.

All the while, Brooke is moaning and encouraging your actions, placing a hand on the back of your head and pressing you in. "Fuckkkkk," she moans, "I don't wanna rush your work but I really wanna show some of my own appreciation."

You take your right hand off of her and put your pointer finger in the air, signaling for her to give you a minute. You shift your focus to her right tit now, not wanting to leave either unattended to. You flick her nipple about with your tongue, relishing in the feel of her breast in your mouth. You go like this for another minute or so before removing your head from her chest and returning to a normal standing position.

Brooke once again takes your arm and guides you away from the door and in the direction of the bed. She pushes you onto the bed, giving a kiss right before you fall back. From there, she kneels down between your legs and immediately reaches for your pants. You do not stop her as she fiddles with the belt and button. Brooke eventually loosens your pants fully and pulls them down your body and to your feet. With her assistance, you get your shoes off and remove the bundle of clothes from your feet.

Brooke returns her attention to your lap where your boxers still remain. Your hardened cock is still clearly visible through the thin fabric. The streamer takes a moment to admire it before she reaches for your boxers, intending to do the same thing she did with your pants. You slightly raise your body off the mattress and let Brooke pull, yanking your boxers down and off of your body.

She discards them in the same pile as your pants and immediately brings her gaze to your midsection. She stares at your erection, admiring its extraordinary proportions. Brooke grabs hold of it with her right hand. She immediately begins to stroke, up and down, her eyes locked on your dick. You lightly moan at her jerking motion. She then palms the tip of your dick, causing you to emit a much more audible moan.

Brooke continues like this for a couple minutes, simply enjoying the view. She soon grows tired of that constant motion and removes her hand from your cock, much to your disappointment. Your sadness is quickly remedied when Brooke elevated herself slightly and engulfs the tip of your cock with her mouth. You react immediately, throwing your head back and letting a moan escape your mouth.

Brooke looks up at you with your tip in her mouth, winks, and then focuses her efforts on your cock and your cock alone. Brooke starts by playing around with her tongue, flicking it over your slit. This causes an immense amount of pleasure and that familiar sensation is already beginning. You ignore it to the best of your ability and instead elect to prioritize the gorgeous blonde streamer currently giving you a blowjob.

She pops her head off of your tip and uses her tongue to lick all the way down to your balls. Once there, she licks around for a few moments before popping one into her mouth. Brooke sucks and uses her tongue to massage it, causing more moans from you. She switches to your free one and gives it the same treatment.

"God damn," you moan, "You know how to give a blowjob."

Brooke hums in response, your balls still lodged in your mouth and partially laying on her face. Once satisfied with her work with your nuts, Brooke licks her way back to your tip and returns her mouth to its previous position. After a second or two, though, she opens her mouth wide and slides your full length in. You hit the back of her throat and Brooke gags all the way through but eventually you become nestled in there.

"Ohhh shittttt bitch," you groan.

The 100 Thieves member takes a few moments to compose herself and then immediately gets to work. She utilizes her tongue to service every bit of skin she can manage. With your cock lodged in her throat, Brooke appears almost beaming with happiness. Saliva begins to leak out of mouth and onto both her tits and costume, but she doesn't care. You avoid putting your hands on her, trusting her own abilities.