Blaze of Temptation

Anna turned on the camera, smiled at the lens, and started the stream. Her voice was soft, with a slight huskiness, as she began:

— Hey, guys! I’m in new lingerie today… what do you think?

She turned sideways, slightly arching her back to accentuate her curves, her ass seductively prominent in the frame, the lace of her panties outlining every contour.

The chat instantly came alive, messages flooding in one after another:

“Wow, you’re pure fire, baby!”

“Show it closer, I wanna see that sweet ass!”

“Mmm, what a hottie… spin around more, I wanna see your pussy!”

“I’d fuck you right now, bitch!”

Anna smiled, feeling her confidence grow. She turned, bending slightly lower, letting the camera capture her breasts, her nipples visible through the lace, and she gently squeezed her bra, emphasizing their shape.

— Want more? — she teased, her voice playful, her hands slowly sliding from her waist to her hips, fingers leaving a light trail on her skin.

The number of viewers grew by the minute — 2000… 3000… 4000… Over four thousand people were watching her, their messages filling the screen, and Anna felt a wave of heat surge through her body. “They… they’re all watching me…” Her nipples hardened further, her skin prickled with goosebumps, and a wetness formed between her legs. “Four thousand… and how many of them… are jerking off to me… right now?”

The thought hit like lightning, but instead of shame, she felt a powerful rush of arousal that made her body tremble. “They want me… they… they’re fantasizing about me…” Her breathing quickened, her cheeks flushed, and she realized she loved it — being desired, being the center of attention for thousands of eyes. Her skin burned, every nerve responding to the invisible touch of their gazes, her pussy clenching with growing desire. “I… want them to watch… to want me…”

Suddenly, a message popped up in the chat: “Who’s jerking off right now — plus in the chat!” Instantly, the chat was flooded with pluses: + + + Hundreds of pluses poured in, and Anna froze, her eyes widening in shock. “Hundreds… hundreds of hard cocks… on the other side of the camera…”

Her heart pounded, the numbers overwhelming, but instead of fear, a new wave of heat coursed through her. “They’re watching me…” She imagined hundreds of men, their hands moving in rhythm with her motions, their breathing heavy, and it turned her on so much she could barely stand. “I’m turning them on… and it… it’s driving me crazy…”

She decided to push further.

— Want me to strip? — she asked, her voice dropping to a husky whisper, betraying her arousal.

The chat exploded:

“Yesss, finally!”

“Show your holes, baby!”

“Take it all off, I wanna cum on you!”

Anna smiled, her hands smoothly reaching for the straps of her bra. She untied them, letting it slip to the floor, baring her full breasts, her nipples hard and dark pink. She ran her palms over them, squeezing lightly, feeling a wave of pleasure ripple through her body. “They’re watching… they want me…”

Her palms glided over her skin, fingers lingering on her nipples, pinching them gently, and she let out a soft moan, her thighs instinctively pressing together from the growing heat. She slid her hands down her stomach, her skin trembling under her touch, and slowly turned her back to the camera, bending forward. Her round ass took center stage in the frame, the lace of her panties stretched tight, barely covering her, and she felt the moisture between her legs becoming more noticeable.

Her fingers hooked the thin straps of her panties, she winked at the camera, and slowly pulled them down, letting them fall to her feet. Now she stood completely naked, her skin glowing in the soft light, every curve of her body exposed to thousands of eyes. She straightened up smoothly, her hands caressing her body — from her hips to her waist, then to her breasts, her fingers squeezing her nipples again, and she arched slightly, feeling the heat in her lower abdomen intensify. “I’m naked… in front of them… they… they all want me…”

Her breathing became uneven, heat spread through her body, the pulsing between her legs growing stronger. She turned to face the camera, parting her legs slightly to reveal her wet pussy, her fingers brushing down, barely touching, but it was enough to make her body shudder with pleasure. “I… can’t stop… it’s too intense…”

Donations poured in one after another, the amounts rising with every minute, and Anna felt a rush of adrenaline. “They’re paying… they want me…” The chat erupted with messages:

“Goddess, I wanna lick you!”

“Show your pussy up close, slut!”

“I’m cumming, baby, you’re incredible, fuck yourself for me!”

Those words only fueled her, giving her a sense of power. “They… they’re cumming… because of me…” She closed her eyes for a moment, imagining thousands of men, their hands moving in sync with her motions, their breathing heavy, and the thought made her pussy clench. “I’m turning them on… and it… it’s driving me crazy…”

— You like it, huh? Want more?

Then came an invitation to a private chat. A user named FoxHunter69 offered 2000 dollars.

Anna froze, her eyes widening as she read the message: “Show a blowjob. A real one, with a live cock. Call your boyfriend, I want him to cum on your face. 2000 bucks if you do it.”

Her heart pounded. “Two thousand dollars… that’s… huge money…” But Tim was at work, and she knew it was impossible. She was about to type a refusal, her fingers hovering over the keyboard, when she heard the door slam in Mark’s studio downstairs. Her blood ran cold. “No… not this… why… Mark again?”

She swallowed, panic rising. “Mark… that lucky bastard.” She quickly threw on a robe over her naked body, tying the belt with trembling fingers, the thin fabric barely covering her thighs, and wrote in the chat:

— Be right back.

Her cheeks burned as she stood and headed to the door leading downstairs, each step heavier than the last. “I’m doing this… Tim wanted a show…”

Anna descended to Mark’s studio, her bare feet softly padding on the wooden floor. She knocked, and his low voice answered:

— Come in.

Mark sat at the desk, his laptop open, photos flickering on the screen. He looked bored, his dark eyes lazily sliding over Anna, but they lit up with interest. Today he wore a fitted black t-shirt that emphasized his muscular chest, a thin silver chain gleaming on his neck in the lamplight. He leaned back in his chair, his lips curling into a familiar predatory smile.

— Star, you’re back, — he said, his voice low, with a hint of mockery. — What’s up this time? Another stream? Or… did you miss me?

Anna swallowed, her hands clenching into fists, nails digging into her palms. “I have to… for me and Tim… and the money…” She stepped forward, her voice shaky but trying to sound confident.

— Mark, I need your help, — she began, her cheeks burning. — I’m… streaming… and… I got invited to a private chat… for two thousand dollars… They want… a blowjob… with a real… cock… and for it to cum on my face…

Mark listened, his face staying bored, but when she said “I need a cock,” his eyes flared, his smile widening, almost predatory. He slowly straightened, his gaze heavy with desire.

— Go on, star, — he said, his voice dropping, becoming almost hypnotic.

Anna swallowed, her heart pounding so loud she feared he’d hear it. “I can’t… but… I have to… for Tim…”

— I… I’m ready to suck you off… in private, on the stream, — she **** out, her voice trembling, her cheeks burning with shame. — We… we’ll lower the camera… no one will see your face… we just need to… go to my and Tim’s room…

Mark stayed silent, his gaze sliding over her like she was prey, then he nodded, his smile growing wider.

— Alright… but my rules, — he said, his voice full of anticipation.

He stood from the desk, his movements confident, almost commanding, and headed for the door. On his laptop screen, Anna’s stream was running, and Mark was in the chat as FoxHunter69.

— Let’s go, star, — he said, his voice laced with triumph.

Anna followed him, her body trembling with fear, guilt, and desire. The tension in the room grew as she trailed Mark to her and Tim’s bedroom. Her bare feet padded softly on the wooden floor, the thin robe clinging to her skin, barely covering her trembling body. Each step felt heavier, her heart pounding, her mind swirling with contradictions. “I shouldn’t… is this betrayal? … Tim… but… I want this…” Fear mingled with lust, her skin prickling with goosebumps, her pussy wet at the thought of thousands of viewers watching.

Mark entered the room with the confidence of an owner, his dark eyes scanning the setup. He approached the camera on the tripod, expertly adjusting its angle to focus on the bed.

— Let’s put on a show, star, — he said, his voice low, with a predatory edge that sent shivers down her spine.

He turned to her, the silver chain glinting in the soft light, his lips curling into a smirk.

— Start the private chat. And enable paid peeking — make it expensive. Plenty will pay to see what we’re about to do.

Anna swallowed, her fingers trembling as she sat at the desk and opened the private chat with FoxHunter69. Her breath caught as she enabled paid peeking, setting a high price as Mark had advised. “They’ll watch…” The thought made her pussy clench, a fresh wave of wetness seeping between her thighs. She glanced at Mark, who was already peeling off his black t-shirt, revealing his toned chest and abs. He shed his pants, leaving himself in tight black briefs that barely concealed his growing erection.

Mark approached the bed, his movements deliberate, and gestured to her.

— Come here, star, — he said, his voice blending command and impatience.

Anna stood, her robe slipping slightly, and Mark’s eyes roamed over her hungrily. He grabbed her by the waist, pulled her close, and untied the robe’s belt, letting it fall to reveal her naked body.

— Lie down, — he ordered, guiding her onto the bed.

Anna obeyed, her body buzzing with nerves and arousal as she lay on the soft sheets. Her heart raced, her thoughts tangled. “I shouldn’t… but… damn, I want this… for Tim… for us…” Mark climbed onto the bed, straddling her chest, his knees on either side of her ribs, his weight pressing her down just enough to make her feel trapped — an intoxicating, thrilling trap. The camera on the tripod, positioned behind his shoulder, filmed from above, creating a first-person view — his body dominating the frame, his cock looming over Anna’s face.

Mark pulled down his briefs, freeing his thick, hard cock, its tip already glistening with precum. He looked down at Anna, his smirk widening as he gripped himself, stroking slowly.

— Open your mouth, little slut, — he growled, his voice rough with lust. — Let’s give them a show they’ll never forget.

Anna held her breath, her lips parting as she looked up at him, her green eyes wide with a mix of fear and arousal. Mark’s crude words pierced through her, her pussy throbbing, and she felt herself growing even wetter. She stuck out her tongue, tentatively licking the underside of his cock at first, her lips brushing the sensitive tip. Mark let out a low groan, his hand tangling in her hair, pulling her closer.

— That’s it, girl… lick it, — he said, his tone dripping with dominance.

His roughness only fueled Anna’s arousal, her body responding despite the guilt gnawing at her. “I… shouldn’t… but… damn, I love this…” She took him into her mouth, her lips wrapping around his cock, sucking eagerly, her tongue swirling around the head. Mark’s roughness turned her on more than she wanted to admit, and she began sucking harder, with passion, her hands gripping his thighs as she took him deeper. The camera captured every moment — the way her lips stretched around him, the way her eyes fluttered shut as she lost herself in the act.

Mark wasn’t stopping there. He pulled back slightly, slapping his cock against her tongue with a wet smack that echoed through the room.

— You like that, don’t you, slut? — he teased, his voice low and guttural.

He dragged the head of his cock across her lips, smearing precum, then slid it along her cheek, leaving a glistening trail.

— Show them how much you crave it… show them you love my cock.

Anna let out a soft moan, her body trembling beneath him, Mark’s filthy words driving her wild. “Why… why does this feel so good? I… I’m a slut…” Fear and shame battled with lust, but the latter was winning, her pussy dripping, her mind clouded with desire. At first, he controlled her — ordering her to suck deeper, lick faster — but soon she took the lead, her desire taking over. She tilted her head, her tongue darting to his balls, her movements eager and fervent. She sucked one into her mouth, her lips working greedily, her hands gripping his thighs tighter, pressing Mark’s crotch closer to her face… she was lost in it. The taste of his skin, the roughness of his words, his weight on her chest — it all overwhelmed her, her pussy dripping with need.

Mark let out a low growl, clearly reveling in her zeal. He reached back, his fingers finding her soaking pussy and sliding inside with ease, her wetness coating them instantly.

— Damn, you’re so wet for me, little slut, — he said, his voice rough, starting to move his fingers, hitting sensitive spots.

— You love this, don’t you? Being my dirty slut on camera.

“Mmm,” her sound muffled by his balls in her mouth, her body arching beneath him. Mark’s roughness, his filthy words, sent waves of pleasure through her, her pussy clenching around his fingers as he fucked her with them. “I… can’t… this… it’s too much…” Her mind was torn — fear that someone might find out, that Tim would see her enjoying this, battled with lust. She imagined thousands of viewers, their gazes, their messages, and it only intensified her desire. “They… they’re all watching… and I… I’m their slut…”

Mark looked down at her, his eyes burning with lust, and gripped her hair tighter, pulling her closer.

— Say it, — he growled, his voice sharp and demanding. — Say you love sucking my cock.

Anna trembled, her cheeks flushing, but Mark’s words only fanned the fire inside her. She pulled away from his balls, her lips glistening with saliva, and looked up at him, her eyes filled with shame and desire.

— I… love… sucking your cock… — she **** out, her voice trembling, her lips and chin shining with saliva, her eyes full of lust.

Mark smirked, his hand tightening in her hair, and he began to fuck her mouth deeper, his thrusts sharper, more insistent. His balls slapped against her chin with each push, the wet sound mingling with Anna’s muffled moans. She didn’t just comply — she sucked greedily, her tongue licking his cock, her lips eagerly wrapping around him, losing control, surrendering to lust. “I… I’m a slut… and I love it…” Fear melted into desire, her mind clouded, and she fully gave in to the moment.

Mark sped up his fingers in her pussy, his roughness, his filthy words, the realization that thousands were watching online — it all pushed Anna to the edge.

— You’re my star, right? You love it when I fuck your mouth on camera, — he growled, his voice dripping with dominance, driving his fingers deeper, hitting her sensitive spots.

Anna moaned louder, Mark’s cock vibrating in her mouth from her sounds. The orgasm hit her with such **** that she shuddered beneath him. Her pussy pushed against his fingers, releasing more wetness, her body arching, moans escaping her throat, muffled by his cock. The orgasm was powerful, unstoppable, and the thought that thousands were watching her in that moment only intensified it. “They… they all see… how I… cum…”

Her moans and trembling body pushed Mark over the edge. He abruptly pulled his cock from her mouth, his hand moving quickly, and he began to cum, aiming directly at Anna’s face. Hot cum splashed onto her cheeks, lips, and chin, leaving sticky streaks, and Anna froze, her body still shaking from her orgasm, her eyes closed, her face covered in his seed. The camera captured every moment — her cum-streaked face, her parted lips, her trembling body — and Mark let out a low growl, clearly pleased with the show.

Anna, panting, leaned toward his cock, her lips brushing it as she kissed and licked, collecting the last drops of cum. She wanted it all, her tongue greedily sliding over his skin, savoring the salty taste, while the camera zoomed in, capturing every move in close-up. Mark looked down at her, his eyes blazing with lust, and ran a finger across her cheek, scooping up his cum before bringing it to her lips. Anna obediently licked it off his finger, her lips glistening, her movements eager and filthy, the camera recording the explicit moment.

— Damn, you’re one hot little slut, — Mark growled, his voice low, rough, full of satisfaction. He smirked, staring at her, and Anna, still riding the high of her orgasm, glanced at the camera, her cum-covered face breaking into a smile — half shy, half daring.

— That’s all for today, guys, — she said, her voice raspy but teasing. — Come back, it’ll get even hotter!

She reached out and turned off the stream, the screen going dark, leaving them in the room’s silence.

Anna turned to Mark, her smile fading, replaced by guilt and fear. She swallowed, her voice trembling:

— Get out, Mark… and don’t forget — this was just for the stream, just for work…

But the words lacked conviction; she didn’t believe them herself. Her heart raced, the fear of being alone with Mark creeping in, his presence pressing down on her, making her feel ****.

— Please, just go… — she repeated, her voice softer, almost pleading. — Please.

Mark smirked, his gaze still heavy, but he didn’t argue. He silently pulled on his boxers and t-shirt, casting one last appraising look at her before leaving, the silence lingering behind him. Anna remained alone, her breathing uneven, her body trembling from the orgasm and guilt. She slowly rose from the bed, her legs unsteady, and approached the camera. Her fingers brushed the button, and she turned off the recording, the laptop screen going dark.

— I hope Tim doesn’t lose it with jealousy when he sees this… — she thought, her heart tightening with fear and hope that their agreement would hold through this new step.

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