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cybersex // douma
having a camboy boyfriend wasn’t something on your bucket list, neither was you being the favorite over him, still you weren’t complaining about either of the reasons.
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content warnings: minors/ageless blogs dni - fem!reader - camboy!douma - being recorded/livestreamed (with consent) - teasing - dirty talk - slight oral (f!receiving) - unprotected sex - praise - spit - choking - sightly dacrypholia - creampie - not beta read - 1,6k words
note: this is a piece for @fuwushiguro & @/duckiez’s cybersex collab!! i was going through 5 stages of grief when writing it but ended up liking the results so i hope you guys like it as much as me!! also a big big big thanks to my betas and the people that helped me i appreciate u guys sm🫶
“Easy baby, easy.” Douma taunted, helping you coming down from your high, it not being the first orgasm of the night and surely not the last. “She’s so perfect, so sensitive for me.” Douma mumbled against your thigh, teasingly placing kisses so close to the place where you needed him the most, only for you to let out a needy whine, pulling on his hair harder.
“Douma p-please.” you begged, bucking your hips a bit and being desperate to be filled, only for him to tighten his grip on your thighs and push them against the bed to stop you from moving as he locked eyes with your teary ones, shooting you a stern look.
“Please what baby? Use your words.” Douma whispered just hard enough for you to hear, sloppily licking a long stripe along your folds, humming at the taste of you on his tongue. “She’s so sweet you guys… I bet you’re jealous you can’t have a taste.” Douma spoke, looking over at the camera as he continued working his way on your sensitive clit, your cum and saliva messily dripping down his chin, onto your sheets.
“N-No more, I want you.” you cried out, not knowing if you could take any longer of this. “I want all of you, please.” you begged, tears threatening to spill from your eyes. “Hmm?” Douma mumbled, simply going back to sucking on your clit right after.
“P-Please, I want you to fuck me.” you whimpered, the sudden loss of touch making you whine and clench around nothing, your pussy begging to be filled. “My my, was it that hard to ask nicely baby?” Douma laughed, spitting on his cock and stroking it a few times, eyes glued on you, smirking as you watched him eagerly, spreading your legs even more. “You’re so wet baby– I bet I can just slip in.” Douma murmured, slapping his cock against your folds, laughing at your reaction as he teased his tip at your entrance.
“Please, c-can’t wait no more, I’ve b–” the air being knocked out of your lungs as he pushed in with one quick thrust. A gasp leaving your lips as you grabbed onto the sheets, the slightly burning feeling from the stretch, quickly turning into pleasure.
“Watch how it just slides in.” Douma spoke, grabbing the camera and showing how he thrusted into you, his eyes being glued on your face regardless of filming you. “Feeling good baby?” Douma questioned, giving you a warm smile as he held your side with his free hand. Becoming louder as he picked his pace up.
“Mhm, s-so good, thank you!” you moaned, matching your movements with his tiredly, still being desperate for him to fuck you, regardless of your soreness. “Good girl, just like that baby.”
“My pretty baby takes me so well, isn’t she good you guys?” Douma taunted, putting the camera down again so it showed all the angles and intertwining his fingers with yours, fucking into you at a hungry pace that made him reach the deepest parts of you, moans of his names leaving your lips over and over.
“I always do, don’t I?” you smiled innocently at him, squeezing his hands as he picked up his pace, fucking you deep. “Of course baby.” Douma answered, caressing your body gently yet teasingly with his free hand, knowing all your sensitive spots.
“You know just how to rile a man up.” he laughed at your innocent act, the sound of donations going up from the livestream coming faintly in the back of the sound of skin slapping and your bed creaking.
Douma’s watchers loved you, you might even be their favorite over Douma. Which was funny, since he was the camboy and you were a guest from time to time as his girlfriend. He had no shame in his career, he loved his work and you always have been his number one supporter, knowing that in the end he always fell asleep next to you.
You becoming the favorite happened a few months ago, Douma never hid the fact that he had a relationship, in fact, he always bragged about you. So one day, he suggested you join his stream for a difference and who were you to refuse. He loved showing off and you loved getting fucked by him, it was a win win situation. Yet neither of you could have realized that the numbers would go up so drastically and that people would want to see you more, that bringing you here today.
“Y-You’re so fucking big.” you mewled, clenching around him as you already felt the familiar heat tingling inside of you due to the several orgasms you already had.
“You love it don’t you? You always take me so well.” Douma praised you, gently caressing your face, his thumb ghosting over your lips and you simply nodded in response.
“Open up for me, pretty baby.” Douma ordered and you did as you were told, opening your mouth and sticking your tongue out. “Good girl.” Douma smirked, spitting on your tongue and noticing how you clenched around him, knowing that you liked this.
“Go on, swallow.”
Locking your eyes with his, you swallowed, leaning into his hand as he stroked his thumb over your bottom lip, slightly pushing it into your mouth. Suggesting you to suck it and that’s exactly what you did, just like you would to his cock. Making him change the pace, becoming more feral with each single thrust, loving every second of this.
“See how obedient she is…” Douma smirked, wrapping his hand around your neck, choking you slightly, a whimper leaving your lips at the feeling of your mouth being empty, but the way he’s choking you making you clamp down on him.
“So needy.” he taunted, leaning closer to you, his lips inches away from yours, trying to tease you. “Just kiss m-me already.” you groaned, grabbing his face and pulling him into a kiss, his hand around your throat tightening as you let out a moan against his lips, deepening the kiss after.
“Fuuuuck.” Douma groaned, resting his forehead against yours, a string of saliva connecting the two of you, your moans becoming louder and louder.
“I love y-you.” you mumbled sweetly, reaching out to his free hand and intertwining your fingers, squeezing his hands as he fucked you deep, his tip kissing your sweetspot over and over, tipping you closer to the edge.
“I love you too baby.” Douma smiled, pecking your lips as he thrusted into you hard, leaving you choking on a moan, making you buck your hips up in reaction.
“‘s too much!” you cried out, squeezing his hand hard, tears rolling down your cheeks as he continued fucking you like that, making you blabber nonesense and himself the only thing on your mind.
“Oh? Want me to stop then?” Douma teased and you quickly shook your head no, you were so close, of course you didn’t want him to stop.
“No! ‘m sorry, please! I w-wanna cum.” you begged, with trembling legs and blurry sight from the tears.
“That’s more like it.” Douma smirked, watching how he fucked you, cock twitching at the sight. “See how well my pretty baby takes me? She’s such a good girl.” he praised you, noticing how you were getting closer, starting to rub your sensitive clit
“I can’t wait to fill you up, that’s what you want don’t you? You’re squeezing me so tightly baby… trying to milk me dry.” Douma taunted, the way he was fucking you making him near his orgasm as well, his view and the sounds of skin slapping against each other, together with your moans only bringing him closer.
“Mhm please– w-want it inside.” you begged, broken moans and blabbers leaving your lips as your legs trembled, the coil snapping inside of you before you could warn him, gushing all over him and grabbing onto the sheets for support.
“G-Good girl, you’re drenched baby.” Douma groaned, fucking you through your high while tightening his grip on your side, heavy breathing and his cock twitching, knowing he was close.
“Gonna fill you up nicely.” he cursed under his breath, losing his composure while he chased his own high, blabbering random praises while having his eyes glued on you.
“Please.” you begged and that was all it took for him to be tipped over the edge, spilling his load inside of you and fucking it deep while groaning loudly. “Shit baby…” Douma moaned, slowing down his pace and gently stroking your sides in a comforting way.
“You did so well for me baby.” he praised you.
“Thank you Douma.” you gave him a fucked out smile, slowly catching your breathe, watching how he pulled out, a whimper leaving your lips at the feeling of being empty, gaping around nothing.
“I love you so much.” Douma mumbled, hovering over you and sweetly pecking your lips, pulling back and watching his cum drip out with a proud grin, grabbing the camera from where it’s standing.
“She’s such a good girl, isn’t she?” Douma questioned, caressing your body, showing it off as he spread your legs a bit more. “Go on, pretty baby, show them how nicely I filled you up.” he continued, smirking when he noticed how embarrassed you got, like you didn’t just get fucked on stream.
Shyly you reached your hand down, spreading it open to show everyone the cum dripping out, a small whimper leaving your mouth as Douma spat on it. “Such a messy girl.” Douma taunted, putting the camera away while hovering over you once more, leaning closer to your ear to whisper something.
“I should cum inside of you more often.” and somehow, that sounded more like a promise than anything else.
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