Don’t Stop (Audio Script)

Stories

You’ve been online for about an hour now. The TV got boring ages ago, so I’ve been watching you instead.

“Oooh, new subscriber. Thanks for that, lavalover2364.

”

If someone would’ve told me a year ago that you were going to become a semi-famous gamer with a streaming channel of hundreds of followers, I wouldn’t have believed it. But here you are, hunched over in your gaming chair with a few hundred people watching virtually as you plow through hordes of enemies.

I love watching you play. It’s kind of hot hearing you boss around strangers on the internet.

“On your left, on your left, on your left Dammit, are you blind? I said left!”

Actually, it’s really hot.

Damn… I’m kind of hard. Knowing you, you’re going to be playing for hours, though. Maybe…maybe I can catch your attention.

I get up, trying to be as quiet as possible. I approach the back of your chair. Then, slowly, so you won’t notice til it’s too late, I bend down, wind my arm around your waist, and kiss down your neck.

“Not now babe. I’m just about to -- there! There he is behind the crate! Shoot him! Shoot him!”

I straighten up and try not to sulk. It’s not the first time you’ve had to push me away while streaming. Usually, I’d just wait until you’re done, but…not tonight. Tonight I want to hear those commands turn to whimpers.

I can feel your eyes on me as I head to our bedroom. You’re still looking when I come back, tucking my surprise into the pocket of my jeans. You look suspiciously at me but eventually return your focus to the game. I stalk towards you and stand just behind your gaming chair. You only notice me when I’m down on my knees, crawling between your legs.

“What are you...?”

Your eyes widen a little, breath hitching as I hook my fingers into the waistband of your trousers and pull them slowly down your thighs.

“Shh. Don't want your subscribers listening in now, do we?”

Your cheeks flush a little red and you bite your lip. I’ve definitely got your attention now.

“Right! Yes, I’m here, sorry. Where were we?”

Suddenly, you’re all business again. You won’t be for long.

“No, if you cut round the back we can head him off at the -- ahh!”

I trail my tongue up the inside of your thigh. The first cracks in your control show on your face as you try to act normal. My cock throbs at the sight.

“What? N-no, no, I’m fine. Sorry, just…um…bit my tongue.

”

I slowly lean in to tease you through your underwear.

“Shhh. Better stay quiet, babe. Wouldn’t want to blow the mission.”

You glare down at me, but there’s excitement in your eyes. You look back up at the screen and I take the vibrator out of my pocket. I pull your underwear away from your pussy and slowly slip it inside.

I find your entrance with my fingers and push the tip just barely inside of you.

I turn it on.

And then I quickly flick the vibrator off. You look…so disappointed.

“Guys, I think we should head...”

“No, I’m fine, just, um, frustrated!”

I give you a little bit of a break and turn the vibrator off while I struggle out of my jeans. Fuck, my cock is aching. The sight of you, red-faced and squirming as you try not to let the audience catch on to what we’re up to…I love when you’re flustered like that. Thinking about how someone could be listening in, hearing how good I make you feel…I love it.

I switch the vibrator onto its lowest setting and watch you squirm. I can see a damp spot growing on your underwear. You look down at me with pleading eyes as you bite your lip. Desperate is such a good look on you. I press kisses to the inside of your thighs as I reach for your underwear, making sure you can feel my every movement. My knuckles brush against your pussy.

“I told you to keep playing.”

“If - if you all go around back, we can ambush this guy...”

“Good girl.”

I have your underwear off now, and fuck, you look delicious, all wet and flushed. I press the vibrator against your clit now that your underwear isn’t holding it in place. Your hips arch into the pressure.

“And then - there he is! Shoot him! Don’t stop! Don’t stop, please don’t stop...”

You’re talking into the headset, but you’re looking at me. I smile, kissing and nipping at the soft flesh of your thighs, loving every jolt and shiver that runs through you. Alright, I’m done teasing you: I want to see you fall apart.

“I won’t. Don’t worry baby, I won’t stop.”

Your head falls against the back of your chair, your eyes shutting as you rock against the vibrator.

“Say goodbye. Sign off.”

“Good, ah, game, guys. I’ve - I’ve got to go. Yeah, yeah, same time next week. Bye.

”

“You - come here. Come here and - and - God, fuck me, please.”

I toss the vibrator to the side, it’s served its purpose; now I want to taste you. I push your legs further apart and lean in to lick your pussy.

You taste so good, I can’t get enough. I flick my tongue against your clit, and curl it around your entrance.

“God! Oh, fuck...yes!”

Your thighs are trembling now. You clutch the armrest of your chair with one hand, the other gripping my hair to hold my mouth hard against your pussy.

“Please! Please! Oh! Yes, don’t stop, ah!”

I slide my hands to your ass, squeezing, holding you in place as your body jolts. Damn, are you getting close already? Your hand leaves my hair and I look up to watch you cup your breasts, pinching your chest between your fingers as you rock forward against my mouth. Fuck you’re so hot.

I slip a finger in beside my tongue. Your hips stutter and I know you’re right there on the edge. I could keep you there for hours, watching the way you twitch and beg to passion, fingers buried in your tight pussy…but not tonight. You’ve been a good girl; done everything I say… you deserve a reward. I press my tongue against your clit and curl my fingers to find the spot that’ll make you scream.

“Fuck, fuck! Babe, I’m gonna passion! Oh my god, I’m gonna passion. Don’t stop. Don’t stop…

”

I lick you through your climax, catching as much of your juices as I can.

“You...fuck...”

As you relax against the chair, I suck gently at your clit. Aftershocks run through you as my tongue flicks against you. Fuck, I love making you feel good.

My hand drops to stroke my cock in time to your moans. I gotta keep my grip loose, light, so I don’t passion. I feel like I could explode at any minute. My other hand reaches for yours, tangling our fingers. I bring your hand to my face so I can kiss your palm.

“I need to be inside you.”

You look down at me and smile, cradling my face in your hand.

“What are you waiting for, a written invitation? “Dear babe, my vagina requires your attention. Please passion at your earliest convenience..."”

“Well, in that case…”

I rise off the floor and pull you up from the chair. I cover your face and chest with kisses as I drag us both to the couch. I stroke your hair back from your face and press gentle kisses to your forehead, the tip of your nose, and finally your lips. The air is heavy and quiet around us.

I lean down to kiss you again, pushing you down into the couch cushions. You lace your fingers into my hair as your legs hook over my hips, pulling me impossibly close. I take hold of my shaft and pump it a few more times. Fuck, it’s hard now. And so sensitive. I press the tip between your pussylips and slowly guide it in.

Oh, fuck. Oh my god - you're still so wet. So fucking wet...

I rock my hips and sink deeper into you each time.

I trail kisses down your throat and rolling your chest through your shirt...I slide slowly out of you before thrusting back in. Your nails drag hard down my sides.

“C’mon, fuck me - please!”

I brace myself against the couch and pick up the pace.

“Yeah? Like that? You want it harder?

”

“Yeah, baby, fuck — harder, harder!”

“God, you feel so good.”

“Yeah? Yeah? You’re going to make me passion again. Oh my god, just keep going, right there.”

“Me too! Fuck, me too!”

My arms give out and I fall against you. I nuzzle my face into the crook of your neck. You still rock against me.

“Babe…babe grab the vibrator. Please! Please, I’m so close!”

I fling my hand out, blindly searching for where I left the toy. My cock is still inside you, and I can feel your pussy pulsing.

Damn, that is…so fucking sexy watching you play with yourself.

“C’mon, baby, passion for me…just like that, don’t stop!”

I kiss every inch of you I can reach. When you relax beneath me I wrap my arms around your waist, holding you close. It feels so nice to just breathe together in the comedown.

“So…same time next week?”

“Sure. But if I lose any subscribers over your little game today, it’s your fault.

”

“Are you kidding? You’d have thousands of subscribers if they knew what we were up to.

”

“You know, you’re probably right. Alright, then. Same time next week.

”