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Emma didn’t join us. She had other plans. That was fine. I wanted it to just be us guys anyways. It was great time too. I had to explain how I got Emma’s picture of course, but after that, we more or less fell back into our old ways. It was good to just relax and hang out with friends. Not that Emma wasn’t my friend too, but there was always something more with her.

That night, I got a text from Emma telling me to check the folder. Sure enough, there was another video clip in there of her giving a blowjob. I don’t know how many times I watched that twenty-second clip, but by the time I called it a night, I had wrung every drop of cum out of me. The videos were too intense. The audio, watching all the facial expressions she made, the way she looked at the camera; it was overpowering. I never asked why she sent it to me and she never asked anything else from me like she normally did.

Days crawled by. The next session was a bit awkward. I knew from how the guys were acting that they had all done what I’d done with Emma’s pictures. She knew too but was pretending not to notice the intensity of their stares. I’d caught Ben overtly staring at her tits four times over the night. He thought his position at the table would cover his stares. Might have worked if he hadn't blatantly stopped and stared. After everyone left, Emma got her fill of teasing me. It was light, just wondering how I was liking the new video format. She made me tell her why I liked them better, and I had to listen to her talk about how hard it was for her to make them. All the editing she had to do, watching it to find the best parts, actually doing the work to make it. She said all that so that I could be thankful to her for putting in all the work and effort for my entertainment.

Winter Break was on the horizon and Emma was back to her regular schedule studying with me. It wasn’t the same as it was before though. Bundled together in heavy coats, she walked with me from school to the library… most of the time. When she was late, I knew what to expect later that night. I never said anything and she never teased me about it. Without fail, there would always be another video waiting for me. Always between twenty and thirty seconds, and always of her in the middle of it.

I watched every one.

We were in the final stretch. Most of the tests were behind us, and we were entering that awkward time where teachers had nothing to teach but review for midterms that loomed ahead. Emma was still coming to the library with me. It was an everyday ritual now even though we had nothing to study since it was all old content.

I glanced over at her, watching as the white cloud appeared with each breath. “Emma?”

“Hmm?” she asked, not looking over at me.

Despite the cold, I felt my face heating up. “I was curious. Why do none of the videos you send me ever have the end? It’s always you in the middle—not that I’m complaining.”

Not answering me right away, she instead looked at me. “Do you really want to know?”

I felt that lump in my throat again. So far, she had been fairly light on the teasing. After last week's session, she had gotten pretty intense, but overall, I noticed that it always seemed like she was pulling her punches. “I’m not going to like it, am I?”

“Nope.”

I sighed. “Forget it.”

We walked a few dozen steps before she answered. “It’s because my goal isn’t to make them cum, at least, not yet.” I stopped, looking at her in surprise. She had taken a few steps before turning around to face me. “What? Did you think I was only giving guys blowjobs?” That sinister smile crept over her face. “Oh my god You did!”

“Shut up,” I said, cheeks burning as I pushed on ahead of her.

“Hey,” she said, chasing after me. “Hey!” I felt her arm hook mine, pulling me to her slower pace. “Why are you angry?”

“I’m not,” I said, not looking at her. I knew she was sleeping around, but I didn’t know. Until I’d asked my stupid question I could pretend that I lived in another reality. But I found that my embarrassment was being overshadowed by her physical closeness. My heart raced as I looked down to see her arm entwined with mine, the weight of her body pressed against me. She didn’t seem to care about how we looked to everyone else.

“You totally are.”

“Stop, Emma.”

She wasn’t going to of course. The only way she was going to stop was when she felt like stopping. Of course, I could say that magic word and in theory that would get her to stop. I hadn't tested it yet, and so far didn't have a reason to. Annoying and embarrassing as this was, it was nothing I hadn't experienced before. “You do know you are going to be getting pictures of me with other guys when you level up again.”

I gave her a surprised look. Usually she kept that sort of thing secret for the shock value of the reveal.

“What?” she asked when she saw my shocked look. “I thought that would be the obvious considering the progression so far.” Her arm tightened around mine. “Does my little teaser have you excited for the future?” She made a little giggling noise. “You’ll finally get to see how big a slut your crush is.”

“Can’t wait,” I said in a flat voice.

“Well, you’re going to have to. I don’t think you’re ready to level up yet.” There was something off about her when she said that. She didn’t look at me and she had shifted out of her teasing voice.

I stopped again, pulling her to a stop with me. “What are you up to, Emma?”

She looked over at me, trying to look innocent. She did a damn good job of it, but I wasn't going to fall for it. “I don’t know what you mean.”

“You’ve been going easy on me the last two weeks. That isn’t like you.”

“What? Can’t a girl take a break for a bit? It doesn’t have to be a hundred percent all the time. That would be exhausting.” That evil smile of hers was back. “Or maybe you’re upset I’m not giving you much attention? Don’t you worry. I have all sorts of things planned for you.”

Frowning I tried to pull away from her, only to have her tighten her grip on my arm. “I’m not going to like this, am I?”

She giggled. “You’ll love it.”

Translation: I was going to hate it.

Thinking about it haunted me for the rest of the day. Even reviewing older content couldn’t clear the shadow that lingered there in the back of my mind. That she was acting so… normal… had me on edge. Whatever she was planning, it was going to be big. This downtime was only so my mental fortitude could withstand whatever was coming. Maybe that was what the warning was for too. So I could prepare myself.

Today, we mostly sat around in silence at the library. I looked over older material while she glanced through one of the new releases. Another weird shift in our warped relationship. I thought she would be off doing something else or at least taking the time to tease me. Instead, she simply sat next to me in her own little world, yet not far enough that it felt separate.

Emma was on her phone when her face lit up in a smile. It was the sort of smile that set me on edge. She was overjoyed and that usually meant something bad was coming my way.

“You’re in luck today,” she said as she put her phone away.

I frowned. She had a twisted view of luck. “I doubt that.”

She gave me a pout. “Don’t be like that. I’m working hard to get you quality content.” She grinned. “Tonight’s going to be a special one. Just. For. You.” Her voice was husky as she leaned towards me, eyes flicking down to my lips. At the last possible moment, she pulled away, taking my breath with her. She stood quickly, grabbing her things. “Might be a late one tonight. Still need to shoot it after all.” With a wink, she left me in a whirlwind of emotion. I sat like that for a good while before finally getting the strength to drag my ass home.

It was almost midnight when my phone went off. Heart racing, I found Emma’s text waiting for me. The evening had been ****. The alerts from Discord going off as the group discussed winter break plans were making me think she was texting me. My family always traveled somewhere for Christmas. This year was another tropical paradise. I wasn’t going to complain. James and Lilian were joining us again and I’d never pass up the opportunity to see Lilian in her bikini. After we got back, we had a gauntlet of DnD planned. It seemed even Emma was planning to join in, which surprised me considering the time commitment she was agreeing to.

>Don’t say I don’t do anything for you

Mouth dry, I automatically headed for my computer. In a trance-like state, I navigated to the folder and found the new video waiting for me. Deep breath time. There was a slight tremor in my hand as I put my headphones on and opened the file.

Another top-down point of view. Whoever she was giving the blowjob to was the one holding the phone. I could hear him softly moaning if I listened hard enough. Most of the sound was the sloppy noises coming from Emma as she enthusiastically worked the cock in and out of her mouth. The guy's cock was… substantial. Not monstrous, but enough that she could swallow quite a bit and still have enough left to pump with her hand.

Blue eyes locked with mine as she spat the cock out of her mouth. Her hand furiously pumped at the base, the man’s groaning now noticeable. A smug smile spread across those pretty lips of hers. “Going to cum for me?”

A groan answered her but it was subdued, like the dude was trying to keep quiet—and failing in the process. I didn’t blame him though. Emma was experienced in this and it was clear she was in complete control of the situation.

Her tongue brushed against the tip of the guy's cock before she spoke again. “I need you to cum for me. Where do you want to do it? I bet you’d love to watch me swallow it, wouldn’t you? I’ll do it if you want. Nothing better than a fresh load of cum.” Her smile widened. “Or maybe you want to cum on my face? Dirty my pretty little face with your cum?” She giggled, her other hand joining the first. “Better decide quickly. You aren’t going to last much longer. Swallow or on my face? Hurry up. What’s it going to be, Isaac?”

Hearing my name was shocking only for a moment before I shot my load. So unexpected, I nearly didn’t make it in time with the tissue. Pleasure and surprise mixed as I shuddered in my chair, watching thick streams of cum splatter across Emma’s face. Her eyes were closed, making no movements as she accepted it all. There was a long silence as I sat there, breathing hard. My eyes never moved from the screen as she slowly opened her eyes. There was a massive smile on her face as she stared up at the camera. She didn’t say anything else. There was no need to. Her smile told me everything I needed to know. This was for me and only me. She used my name, my actual name!

She was thinking of me. Me. Even now, staring up at the camera with her face soiled by another man’s cum, she was thinking of me. I… I didn’t know how to feel about that. We weren’t dating, but I couldn’t help but feel special. How could I not? Did she go this far with other people? Possibly, but I somehow doubted it. Looking back at our relationship since the beginning, it was clear that her… content… was getting far more personal. Considering how our time together was steadily increasing outside of studying, it made sense.

Bringing her hand up to her face, she used her finger to brush a gob of cum from her cheek. Eyes never leaving the camera, she brought it to her lips before sensually sliding it inside. When she removed it, her finger was clean. “Maybe next time I’ll let you…” she trailed off. With a wink, the video ended.

I didn’t move, staring at the screen as my mind and body processed what just happened.

No idea how long it took me to get moving again. Everything seemed numb as I cleaned up and got ready for bed. Lying there, I stared up at the ceiling as my mind replayed the video over and over. Imagination was already rewriting it, twisting it so that it was my cock she was sucking on. My cum she was begging for.

Rolling over, I tried to shut down my mind and get some sleep.

It was a long time coming.