Moonlighting Beneath a Perverted Sky
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...13 new followers...
...4 earth-shattering orgasms, all fake, of course...
...1 short, disappointing private session...
...183 tokens gifted; just shy of her stream's first goal...
...All in all, just over £12.00 for over three hours...

It was yet another failed stream.

Frustrated, Stacy sighed as she looked over the evening's numbers. She dabbed her pussy with a soft towel as the last bits of fake cum trickled out; one more failed gimmick down. She had thought that using a squirting dildo to let her followers pay to 'cum' inside her would have meant certain success. It hadn't. She knew that she needed something to make her show stand out from the hundreds of other streamers on the site, but she was quickly running out of ideas.

Even the cosplay evening, a few nights ago, that she was the most confident about didn't get anywhere near the attention she had hoped. With a few popular anime series getting remakes at the end of last year, she hoped people would love the idea.

Thankfully, that hadn't cost her anything extra to do; she already had plenty of costumes to use, albeit she had brought them for far less slutty reasons. Her ex had begged her night after night to fuck him while wearing one of them. Clearly, he wasn't watching the stream, and if he was, he wasn't paying.

Why does university have to cost so much? She still had three more years of studying before she could become a qualified vet. However, her dream job would be worth all the effort required to get there. She had already lined up a job, waiting for her after her studies.

At least her part-time job covered the rent while she studied. After all the fuss she made about paving her own way and no longer being a helpless kid, the last thing she wanted to do was crawl back to Mom and Dad asking for money. She wanted to show them that they didn't have to worry about her anymore and prove that she could achieve her dreams. Perhaps even prove it to herself as well.

A couple of years of random idiots jerking off to her as an E-girl was worth it.

Stacy turned the shower tap on, and the warm water cascaded over her lightly tattooed body. With each wash the pink dye in her hair was slowly beginning to fade away. The hair had helped make her stand out more for the streams, and in reality, she had grown to like it.

As she soaped up her body, she tried to recall the remaining gimmicks she had brainstormed a couple of weeks ago.

Cosplay evening? She'd already tried and failed. Squirting dildo? Ditto. Bondage night? That was an absolute disaster, even more so when she tried it again as a dominatrix. Office sex? Naughty schoolgirl? Those attempts even made her cringe a bit and were as successful as blowing on a forest fire. Stacy's shoulders slumped as she turned off the shower; there was only one more left to try.

Unfortunately, there was a slight problem with her final gimmick.

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Naomi burst out laughing at Stacy's request, "You're kidding! You want us to do what?"

"Please," Stacy pleaded, clasping her hands together in prayer. She knew it wasn't going to be easy to convince them.

On the drive over to Naomi's flat, she had managed to come up with a whole list of reasons to convince them to help. The reasons were so good that even a lawyer would be proud of her. But all of her compelling arguments suddenly disappeared as soon as she opened her mouth.

In fairness, it's not a normal thing to stand in your oldest friend's flat and make that sort of request.

"You won't have to be seen, and no one will know it's you," she continued, sounding a little too desperate. "It just needs to look like someone is there with me and maybe hear the two of you a little."

"April Fools was last week. You know that, right? Sorry, but we're not buying that you're a cam girl," James, Naomi's boyfriend, said with a smirk as he cuddled with Naomi on the sofa.

Stacy blushed as she reached into her back pocket and pulled out her phone. It didn't take long to find her profile on the cam site, a profile that she had hoped to destroy all traces of before anyone she knew found it. After a deep breath, she showed her doubters the profile, along with a few nudes she had taken for it.

James whistled as he looked at the pictures before Naomi snatched the phone away for a closer inspection. Stacy stood waiting as she watched the two of them; her eyes drifted slowly along Naomi's neck and down to the faint outline of a red bra hidden beneath a thin top.

"Yep, that's definitely Stacy's ass. I've seen that sexy birthmark enough times after gym to recognise it," Naomi said with her attention devoted to the pictures on the phone.

Stacy's thoughts slowly drifted back to last summer. Their final class at the gymnastics club was a scorching hot afternoon.

Her clothes had clung to her curves throughout class; the college football coach had a hard time pulling the gawking guys away from the gymnastics hall. Perhaps he had an even more difficult time averting his own lingering gaze.

Naomi and Stacy helped each other with a few final stretches after class. All the other girls had left by the time they entered the locker rooms, leaving them alone to shower and get changed.

Over the years, they had showered together countless times, but this time youthful passions overtook them. She could never recall what had triggered their lust, but she distinctly remembered Naomi pinning her against the tiled wall as water fell over them.

With their soft bodies entwined, the two girls kissed, each of their tongues vying for supremacy. When Naomi had started to tease her fingers down Stacy's slender frame, she had thought Naomi was about to take her virginity.

Before that day, Stacy had never lusted after another woman. But her body undeniably craved the attention and touch of the redheaded goddess before her. She opened her legs with a whimper and nodded, nibbling her lower lips. Naomi knelt and kissed Stacy's trembling legs as her red locks tickled Stacy's puffy lips.

Oh, how incredible that afternoon could have been if Mrs Teague hadn't called out to hurry the dawdling lovers along so she could lock up.

Stacy had rushed home after changing that day to satisfy the lustful need Naomi planted inside her.

"So," Stacy broke the silence, "will you help me? I'll make it up to you, I promise."

Naomi whispered something into James's ear, who nonchalantly shrugged in response. With a smile she scrolled through some more of the pictures on the phone before finally looking back at Stacy.

"If you're sure about this, then yeah, we'll help." Naomi's eyes were everywhere but Stacy's eyes. "You just need us to fuck while you stream your show from under our bed, right?"

Stacy nodded, looking at the floor in embarrassment. "And make a little bit of noise so they know it's not fake."

Naomi handed the mobile phone to James. Unzipping her skirt, she stood up, and with a shimmy of her hips, the skirt fell down her long tanned legs to her ankles.

After a moment, Stacy remembered to close her mouth as she stared at her friend disrobing. She gasped as Naomi reached out to her and began to unbutton her top, revealing her plump breast to the couple.

"Wait, what are you...?" Stacy stammered out before Naomi cut her off with a finger on her lips.

"You need a good picture to announce the plans to your followers, right?" Naomi whispered as she pressed herself against Stacy and nibbled her ear.

A nod was all Stacy could manage. In response, Naomi grasped hold of Stacy's bra and pulled her down, kneeling between her legs. Stacy blushed and felt the warmth of Naomi's soft thigh as she placed her leg over Stacy's shoulder.

Using her pink hair, Naomi pulled her face into her pussy. The scent of her friend's mound drew a delicate whimper from Stacy's lips. With lust controlling her, she took in a deep breath, savouring the moment of being so close to her friend's most intimate parts.

A chuckle came from James as he stepped aside to begin taking the pictures on Stacy's phone. As his girlfriend held her friend between her legs, a bulge within his trousers grew. Stacy's dug her fingers into Naomi's plump ass as she pushed her nose against her thong.

"Wow, when did you get so dirty? Stop sniffing and lick me," Naomi instructed. "Just a little lick to tease your perverted fans. Be sure to get her face in the pic, James. They need to know that it's her."

Stacy licked against the fabric, pressing it lightly against the warm mound it concealed. Approving moans filled the room alongside occasional camera flashes. Just as Stacy slipped a finger underneath the thong to pull it to one side and reveal her desire, Naomi stepped away.

Instinctively, Stacy whimpered with disappointment and crawled to follow the retreating pussy before realising what she was doing. She blushed as she looked up at the redhead smiling down at her with dimples popping.

"Well, ain't that adorable? You can't get enough," Naomi giggled and winked. "I need to get to work, and we've got all the pictures you'll need. We'll do your stream tomorrow; don't forget the announcement tonight."

Announcement? Stacy's lust-filled mind tried to process the statement as she savoured the lingering taste of Naomi on her tongue. Oh, for the stream. That was the whole reason for coming over: to beg her oldest friend to allow her to stream her sex show from underneath Naomi's bed as she fucked her boyfriend.

After doing nightly streams all week and not having anyone to make her cum, she hadn't realised how horny she was until she had been thrust between Naomi's thighs.

All the orgasms she had during her shows were fake. Worst of all, after her shows, she was always too worn out to satisfy herself, but maybe with the help of the other two, she wouldn't need to fake her orgasm.

Tomorrow night couldn't come quickly enough.

Live From Beneath Their Bed
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The couple refused to strip until Stacy was under the bed. Naomi claimed that she hadn't earned the privilege to watch yet, even though they instructed Stacy to strip in front of them.

Naomi went as far as to demand that Stacy give her boyfriend a striptease. Throughout, James's growing erection continually tempted her as she shook her butt on top of his lap and felt her panties grow damp.

With a little over fifteen minutes left before the stream was scheduled to start, Stacy wriggled beneath Naomi's bed in nothing but a dark pink bra and panties. As she did, the couple's clothes began to fall to the ground as they stripped just out of sight.

She found herself more excited to do her show than usual. It was suddenly about more than just making extra money; she wanted to be under their bed, listening to them and imagining the scene unfold.

Her followers had seemed excited once they had heard the announcement last night, if a little bit sceptical. Like most things done on the site, they probably expected Stacy to fake the show somehow.

Thankfully, the pictures James had taken earlier in the day seemed to convince the majority or at least give them reason to hope it was real.

Stacy hadn't considered how low Naomi's bed actually was when she had initially thought of the idea for this gimmick. As the couple kissed on top of the bed, she could feel each of their movements through the mattress.

It would be difficult to move around beneath the bed and complete the tasks the viewers paid for. But the claustrophobia somehow enhanced her arousal. Her situation made her feel tantalisingly close to the sex but excluded at the same time. And it was that exclusion which was causing her to discover a new, kinkier side of herself as she felt a desperate desire to play with herself.

Two feet appeared beside the bed and then a body kneeling between them: Naomi's body. Soft grunts from James mingled with the sloppy kisses from Naomi's blowjob.

Stacy pushed herself to the ground to try and get a better view. All she found were teasing glimpses of Naomi's pussy. Stacy gulped and nibbled her lips as she lay on her front. Her cheeks burnt red.

With a glimpse of the couple in view, it was the perfect way to start the stream, proving to the viewers that it wasn't fake. She positioned the camera to show them off to the side of her and began the stream early.

To her surprise, there were already people waiting for the show. There were a few usernames that she recognised – her regular perverts – but also many she didn't know.

Soon the chat window was filled with delighted messages, each exclaiming their joy that it was real. Some asked for more details. Who were they? Have you slept with them? Can we join?

Sweetly smiling, Stacy embraced her shy E-Girl persona. She pretended to be an innocent but lust-crazed girl, desperate to finally be fucked for the first time. Well, most days it was just a persona; tonight required far less acting.

Stacy tried to imagine the scene above her. Picturing Naomi wasn't too difficult; after all, they had changed in front of each other enough times. Not only that, but Stacy had plenty of practice at imagining her following that sexy afternoon in the shower with her.

Picturing James was a bit more difficult; he clearly looked after his physique and knew how to dress to show off his muscles.

But Stacy hadn't known him as long as she had known Naomi. Of course, there had been occasions that she had checked him out while gossiping with Naomi over wine.

He was attractive with a slightly rugged appearance and a tapered back that drew the lustful eye. But it was his abs that tempted her to forsake lesbianism. Stacy licked her lips.

A loud slurp followed by a groan filled the room, drawing Stacy back from her daydreaming. Even more people were showing up in her room, and already she had five new followers.

Beneath the bed, she began to tease her breasts for her viewers. As she did, she made sure to push them together, threatening to spill out of her purposefully too-small bra.

A viewer sent a single token, one to gauge her reaction. Stacy inhaled sharply as the vibrator sprang into life for a brief moment. She blew a kiss to the screen, and another viewer tipped her, then another and one more after that. A cascade of eager tips followed, begging the star of the show for more.

Then a larger tip rang out, declaring the viewer's intent; the vibrator obeyed the orders and flared up as it pulsed against Stacy's G-spot.

She had secretly turned up the settings for the vibrator and was already beginning to feel the effect. She moaned out as she squeezed her thighs together.

Naomi giggled at the sounds coming from beneath the bed and reached under, dragging her red nails along the back of Stacy's thighs. Once she found her target, she gave Stacy's butt a firm slap; a whimper and groan replied as Naomi's attention returned to her lover.

The viewer count of Stacy's show was still increasing when she read a message from the site congratulating her show on being awarded a Steamy Show award. Someone in the room must have paid to have her room highlighted on the front page of the website.

The gimmick was actually working. Perhaps, more importantly, the gimmick was genuinely turning Stacy on.

As more tips flooded the room, Stacy moaned loudly, competing with the sounds of the couple above. The vibrator had barely stopped for the last twenty minutes.

Lost within the sensations of the vibrator, she almost missed that the room had reached the first goal – to reveal who the couple were. Of course, they had agreed to it beforehand.

Stacy looked at a puddle of spit that had formed on the floor just from Naomi's blowjob; in truth, Stacy was impressed by how much slurping and spit she was making, and it made her wonder what the redhead's tongue would be like on her pussy.

"You guys are the best! Thanks for all your tips; let's keep this party going." Flashing a peace sign, a horny Stacy stammered as she reached out and caressed Naomi's thighs.

"So, this is my oldest friend, Naomi. We went to the same gymnastics club, and as I'm sure you can already tell, she has a smoking hot body. And... And..."

New vibrations from deep within her demanded Stacy's attention as she stumbled her words through an especially large tip. It resonated through her whole body as she bit her shoulder to silence her passionate moans.

Panting at the camera, she weakly mouthed the words 'thank you' and gathered her thoughts.

"And," Stacy ran a trembling finger down the back of a toned calf. "This stud is Naomi's boyfriend. He's called James. I've heard he is over nine inches big." She feigned whispering the last part behind her hand.

It was, of course, a lie; she had no idea how big he was. But it seemed the right thing to say in the moment.

Stacy continued, "And he was Naomi's very first. She was a sweet Catholic girl before he corrupted her, and she has never been with anyone else."

Another little lie fell from her tongue; after all, there was a reason Stacy had asked Naomi – not Tracy or one of her other close friends – to help with the stream. And it had absolutely nothing to do with the lighting quality of her bedroom.

The Main Course Is Served
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The bed shook as James's legs disappeared. Naomi held out a small packet for Stacy beneath the bed. With a smile, Stacy took the packet, opened it with her teeth and pulled out the condom.

Stacy was almost as eager for the show to continue as were her viewers. She held the condom out, and Naomi took it, waving goodbye to the stream and climbing on top of the bed.

Some soft giggling and shuffling came from just above Stacy. Then a pair of delicate lace panties fell to the floor. The bedframe bowed under their combined weight and pressed lightly against Stacy's back.

A couple of grunts, and the bed began to creak and bob.

Stacy bit her lips and reached out for Naomi's discarded panties; with little thought, she brought them to her nose and breathed in deeply. Memories of a couple of nights ago flooded back as she remembered the taste and warmth as she licked the pair that Naomi wore for the announcement.

She fantasised about the scene unfolding above her, with Naomi's soft curves bouncing on top of James' toned body. Her nails would dig into his pecs as she revelled in her ride.

The sound of flesh slapping together and her lustful imagination drove Stacy to push her free hand down her panties and begin playing with her clit.

She couldn't wait any longer for her viewers to satisfy her rampant needs. She needed it now; it was all that mattered.

Stacy groaned and put her finger to her lip to shush her viewers as she carefully crawled from under the rocking bed. As she twisted her body to sneak a peek at her friends, she gave her viewers a close-up of her fingers engulfed within her velvety, wet folds.

The tips rushed in; no more were they the curious, timid tips. Each one of them was with the hopes of making the star of the show scream out in pleasure. She probably made more money in those couple of minutes than she had the last three nights. She was certainly having more fun than those nights combined.

A hand with red nail varnish reached down around Stacy's neck and pushed the nosey girl to the floor. James didn't stop sliding his cock into Naomi as she pinned Stacy down.

As shameful as it looked, Stacy still had her hand pressed against her pussy. Stacy's eyes began to roll backward in deprived pleasure.

"No one gave you permission to watch!" Naomi snarled teasingly as she snatched away her discarded panties, still warm from her own lust.

"Get back under the bed with the rest of those worthless cucks, or we'll blindfold and tie you up." Naomi pressed her panties into Stacy's mouth, refusing to let her cuck argue.

Stacy reluctantly obeyed as she crawled back under the bed and faced the camera while rolling her tongue around the soft fabric in her mouth.

A few of her viewers teased her for getting caught; some confessed they would have done the same; most wished they were her.

Stacy whimpered as she edged herself to the passionate moans and cries of the couple above. The stream had reached three more goals, all of which Stacy had missed, though no one was complaining.

"Fuck, you're gonna make me cum," James groaned.

Heavy breathing suddenly replaced the anxious creaking of the bed. As Stacy looked to her side trying to figure out why they stopped, a hand appeared and threw something at her. It landed across her face, warm, slick and apparently ribbed for her pleasure.

Stacy's eyes went wide as she pulled the used condom off her face, and the bed began to shake once more. Sounds of unprotected sex sung throughout the house, cutting through the thick stench of lust.

"Now, you can cum," Naomi moaned. "I'm close too."

Stacy tried to keep pace with them. She wanted to cum, but a strange part of her wanted them to allow her to cum.

She spat Naomi's panties out and pleaded from under the bed for permission to cum with them. Silence, except for the familiar chorus of the creaking bed and continual tips from her horny viewers.

Again she cried out, louder and more desperately than she thought possible. The only reply was the mocking moans of the couple ignoring their cuck's lust and enjoying themselves.

The cuck blushed. She focused on each time the bed bounced against her back and slammed her fingers into herself hard. Gasping, she pretended she was the one on top.

Stacy tried to imagine what it would be like to ride James's cock while Naomi nibbled on her pert nipples, which now stood like soft mountains beneath her thin bra.

Naomi started screaming in pleasure as she came on James's cock. The stream long forgotten, Stacy cried out once more for permission to join them.

The bed jolted as James started grunting. There were a few softer trembles on top of the bed followed by the sound of kissing. Stacy whispered her plea to join them once more, fearing that it was already too late.

"Cuck!" Naomi called out breathlessly. "Show me your face."

Quivering, Stacy crawled out and twisted around to face Naomi. As soon as she had, feet appeared either side of her head, and hot sticky cum dripped from Naomi's pussy onto her face.

With the cream running down her blushing cheek, Stacy gulped and looked upward at her friend's devilish smile. Several beads of sweat rolled down Naomi's lithe body. She knelt and pressed her cum-filled pussy against Stacy's waiting face.

"Clean it all up; I don't want to get pregnant," Naomi ordered as James kissed his lover's neck.

Stacy hungrily lapped at Naomi's soft pussy, tasting the salty cum that oozed from inside. She pressed her tongue inside, swallowing everything she could find.

Tips were still flowing as her viewers watched the mystery woman sit on their new favourite E-girl's face.

Stacy had pulled her panties aside as she continued to imagine James's cock fucking her. The bedroom was filled with eager moans and the sound of sloppy fingers chasing ecstasy.

She gifted her viewer a free show. But she was too lost in the moment to care anymore about the show or the mounting debt from university bills. All she cared about was that Naomi had given her permission to clean her soaking pussy, and she intended to comply dutifully.

Stacy's tongue explored her friend's fold; she sucked on her lips and flicked her clit. She felt Naomi grasping her hair as her friend quickly approached another orgasm.

As Stacy ministered to Naomi's pussy, she was rewarded with more cum. Lost in a world of carnal pleasure, Stacy moved to focus on Naomi's clit, and her friend came on top of her face, her pussy quivering and kissing Stacy.

"You want to do this again tomorrow, then?" Naomi panted as her orgasm subsided.

Her voice was soft as her hand brushed through Stacy's pink hair. Stacy simply nodded, refusing to use her tongue for anything but cleaning as she looked pleadingly into Naomi's eyes.

"Good, we want to do it again too, and we'll need someone to clean up afterwards too." Naomi kissed James as she spoke with her cuck. "You'll be glad to know that tomorrow is Anal Night."

Stacy smiled and kissed Naomi's puffy labia as she listened.

She found some more cum dripping out for her to lick up. As she scooped it up, the reality dawned on her: Anal Night. Stacy swallowed the cum and looked up at Naomi's smirk.

"You better finish your stream and then go make us a drink." Naomi stood as she finished blessing the cuckquean with her conversation.

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Thank you for reading my story. I hope you will enjoy some of my other stories as well.