Streaming Sex with Yoon Bom (2)
Yoon Bom looked toward me and whispered in a tiny voice, “P… please put it in….”
She pressed her breasts against me like a spoiled child throwing a tantrum, clinging to my body. Her hand slid downward, gently wrapping around my already exposed cock, while she squeezed her thighs together and rubbed them against it. The smartphone was only capturing our upper bodies, so my dick stayed safely off-screen. But everything else was broadcast in vivid detail to thousands of viewers: her slutty, cock-hungry expression, the way her arm kept pumping steadily beneath the desk, and how her massive tits bulged and spilled between her squeezing fingers.
“You sure that’s okay? So many people love you. There must be tons of guys who want to shove it inside you instead of me.”
“Huh?”
“Look. The chat’s slowed to a crawl. They’re all jerking off to you right now. Watching you make that bitch-in-heat face while you stroke my cock… ‘Fuck, I want to grope those tits too…’ ‘He’s about to put it in. I wish it was me…’ That’s what they’re thinking while they furiously pump their dicks.”
“…….”
“And you still want me to put it in?”
“But… I don’t want anyone else’s thing inside me. The only cock I want to hold is yours, oppa….”
At those words, the chat’s degeneracy level shot through the roof. Some messages were jealous of me, others cursed Bom. Yet despite the hate, the viewer count was skyrocketing. It seemed the rumor had spread across some community, because the chat was flooded with things like ‘Heard she finally got her cherry popped, so I came running~’ and ‘Is she unlocking full sex today?’
“The camera quality these days is insane. It’s catching every little twitch on her face.”
“Haa…♥ It’s… it’s too big… my pussy… it’s stretching so much….”
“Hey. Say something to the sprouts too.”
“Huh?”
“This is still your stream. If you’re a streamer, you should be streaming. You’re just gonna keep enjoying yourself in silence?”
“…….”
Yoon Bom thought for a moment before carefully opening her mouth.
“R-right now… the head is all the way inside me…♥ O-oppa’s cock is so huge… so big and thick… just putting it in makes my thighs shake… my spine tingles… it feels way too good….”
She began giving a live report of the sex. She described exactly where it was scraping her, how deep it had gone, and how incredible it felt.
“When it’s about halfway in, it hits the end… and from there… if you push any deeper… my insides get pushed up and….”
That was when a mischievous impulse surged through me. She was only tasting it little by little, savoring the insertion. I was dying to know what kind of reaction she’d show if I slammed all the way to the root in one thrust.
“Bom. I’m putting it in all at once.”
“Huh…?”
I grabbed her waist firmly. Then I kicked her legs out from under her to break her balance and yanked her hips down hard.
“Ohhhooo……………♥”
“Haa…………. The way you clamp down in shock… it’s fucking delicious….”
True professional that she was, Bom never let go of the smartphone. With trembling hands she somehow kept the camera steady, broadcasting her own face completely lost in pleasure as she swallowed every inch of my cock to the base.
I set my own phone aside again and pulled her into my arms. The pussy I had spent hours loosening up was now squeezing my dick rhythmically, cumming from that single deep thrust alone.
. . .
Thick, hot semen floods her womb
“Huuuuuuu………♥ It’s… it’s so hot… it’s pouring in… my womb… my womb is getting warm… it feels so… good…….”
“Bom. Look straight at the camera. Show your fans properly how you’re getting creampied by your oppa.”
“S-sorry everyone… I know you all want to put it in… you all want to cum inside me… but my pussy… is only for oppa…♥”
Bom hugged my arm tightly with a blissful expression and murmured.
“So just look at my face and imagine it… that’s fine, right…? I can’t lend you my pussy… I can’t let you use it to stroke your cocks… in the end you’ll just be jerking off into tissue… but pretend it’s all going inside me instead… and keep… going…♥”
“Good girl. You’re doing great. I like it.”
“Mmmmmm………♥”
I kissed her shoulder and left a hickey. My hand slipped under her skirt to gently rub her clit while my eyes stayed fixed on the chat window overflowing with envy, jealousy, and resentment.
Fucking Yoon Bom had always felt so good it could break your hips. Would I ever meet another woman this young, this pretty, with a body this lewd? A girl who would obediently accept everything, happily take the harshest words, and still squeeze her pussy around me? Whenever I thought about that while thrusting, it felt like I owned the whole world.
But doing it live… in front of thousands of people… especially in front of the very men who adored her, spent their time and money on her… pumping my cum deep inside Bom in front of all of them… it gave me a sense of masculine achievement like nothing else. It felt like the greatest accomplishment a man could reach.
“Bom. Whose are you?”
“I-I’m yours, oppa… my pussy… my womb… everything is yours….”
“Good. That’s all I needed to hear.”
I stayed buried inside her until I finished pumping every last drop. I enjoyed the afterglow while kneading her huge tits and filling my stepsister’s body with semen.
“Bom. Give me the phone.”
“Yes… here….”
I took the phone from her and said, “Stand up slowly just like that. Clench your pussy tight so none of the cum leaks out.”
“Huuuuu…….”
I leaned back and filmed her rising figure from behind. Just as I ordered, Bom stood up while squeezing hard. My cock slid out with a wet schlorp, but the skirt hid it from view.
Once she was fully standing, I pushed the chair back further to create some distance.
“Lift your skirt a little and spread your legs.”
“Ah…….”
She finally seemed to realize what I was about to make her do. Yoon Bom flinched, her body trembling. But she didn’t resist. She only lifted the hem of her skirt just enough that her pussy wasn’t visible and spread her legs.
“Some of them are probably telling themselves it must have been with a condom, living in happy delusion. I wanted to show them properly. Exactly how much cum our Bom just milked out of me.”
“…….”
“Now relax.”
The moment the words left my mouth, thick white semen began pouring from between her legs. The dense, sticky fluid clumped together, stretching in long strings before splattering onto the floor. Clear proof of a creampie. The moment it became undeniable that the streamer they loved had just been filled with cum right in front of their eyes, the chat exploded once again.
. . .
After safely ending the broadcast and cleaning up the messy café, we returned home. Once there, we went into the bathroom together, washed each other, and fucked passionately once more. When bedtime approached, I tried to send Bom back to her own room alone.
“What about you, oppa?”
“Today… let’s sleep separately.”
“What? Why…? Let’s sleep together like yesterday.”
“…….”
I glanced at the time. It was almost midnight. Just like Cinderella’s magic vanishing at the stroke of twelve, the effects of the Lewd Notebook were about to wear off completely.
“Did I do something wrong? Is there something you don’t like? If so, tell me. I’ll fix it.”
“It’s not that… Really. I’ll come to your room later, okay?”
“…….”
Yoon Bom tilted her head, not understanding.
“Fine. But you have to come. If you don’t, I’ll come find you in your room.”
“Yeah, got it.”
After Bom returned to her room, I sat at the desk and opened the Lewd Notebook.
“Once this effect ends… what exactly happens?”
I had no idea. I couldn’t predict it. Would we go straight back to our old relationship? Or would something remain slightly changed? Either way, I felt like I needed to figure this part out clearly.