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The Gamer Chapter 584 – Purrversion
🕑 Added 2019-08-23 09:04:30 +0000 UTC“…alright, that was the last subscriber question,” Cindy emptied what little of her now cold coffee remained, threw the pad on the table and rubbed her thighs together like she had done for the past half hour. Her heavily flushed face bore an expression of relief, glancing at John’s cock, knowing that the moment she could finally feel it inside her was about to come.
“Then I have one more question for you,” John announced, opening his character screen and dragging his remaining clothes into his inventory. As his toned chest came into view, the blonde catgirl let out a wanting whimper. “Are you fine with being a submissive?”
“Whatever you want, Master,” she meowed immediately and John’s cock quivered in anticipation. Unsurprisingly, the sexy mixture of show host and porn star knew how to push the right buttons.
The Gamer only had one word for her, knowing this, “Strip.”
Cindy stood up and grabbed the lower edge of her top. The pink thing was basically the only thing she was still wearing and it flew off in a few wiggling motions. An arrangement of strings and cloth, barely hiding her nipples, called a bra followed moments later. John felt his lust pulsate at the sight of the catgirl’s nakedness.
Both her pussy lips and nipples had a nice, light pink colour, harmonizing well with the white complexion of her athletic body. Muscles shifted subtly under the smooth skin of her midriff, long legs stretched out of suggestive hips and her boobs swayed as she presented herself in all her glory. The inside of her thighs was wet from the wait, just like she had left a wet spot on her seat. That was the main reason why John favoured leather furniture.
“Do you like what you see?” the blonde asked seductively, slowly turning on the spot to show off every bit of her flawless body. When she faced John again, she was biting her glossy lips, clearly unable to wait anymore. “Do you want to have me, Master?”
“You will serve me first,” John decided. Although he really couldn’t wait to plunge into her, he wanted to enjoy a bit of submissive action first. “Suck my cock, I know you wanted to since I dropped my pants.”
“Oh Gaia, yessss,” she hissed and took two steps over the table, before falling to her knees between his parted legs. Slender fingers reached out to John’s cock, a trail of precum covering the lower side of it already. Grabbing the base, she leaned in close and extended her tongue. Within moments of tasting him, taking in the scent of the Gamer, a mixture of oils and raw masculinity, her red eyes got a dull look to them. “Tashtesh sho gooood,” she gasped while trailing up the girth of his shaft.
The very first Libido Perk John had gotten once more revealed its usefulness. Making it so both his pre and actual cum tasted wonderful surely increased enthusiasm amongst women to suck as much out of him as they could. Cindy being already one thirsty thing in her preferred setting, one of exhibiting herself to every viewer out there, she wrapped her lips around his head and went straight to work.
Although she had her experience in blowjobs, the catgirl still struggled with the Gamer’s enormous prick. She couldn’t just go straight down, show off her deepthroating skills. Although she tried, he was just too big for her. Realizing this, she went for the more sensible approach. Bobbing up and down in methodical movements, her left hand pumping what her lips could not yet reach, she eased herself a little bit further down with each repetition.
Halfway down, three quarters down, until the hand had to be removed. With massaging movements, she caressed his balls instead. “Good kitty,” John grunted, scratching her cat ears. Unlike Rave’s, they were absolutely real, not just a construct made from hair. However, they had the same general weak spots.
Cindy’s eyelids fluttered as he found a particularly sensitive bit at the back, moans reverberating in John’s iron hard erection. For a few moments, the perverted catgirl even forgot to move, so taken was she by his skilful movements. When John firmly forced her to move again by pushing her down a little bit, he gave her a moan of satisfaction as her reward. He didn’t need to fake it, just let it out.
Finally, when she had gotten all the way down to the base, her moans changed to a purr. John already knew what that felt like, but he still wasn’t prepared for it. The already wonderful tightness of being balls-deep in her throat was pushed to new heights as everything began to vibrate. “Oh, fuck yes,” he gasped, and that was all the motivation Cindy needed to double down.
As her purring grew louder, more intense, she accelerated the movements of her sucking. All the way up and then all the way down, in ever quicker strokes as she got more used to the way John’s cock stretched her. Her lust glazed eyes stared up to him, seeking his approval.
“Oh god, I wanted this,” he grunted. “Since you first offered, I just needed to fuck you, you horny little slut.” All those insults did to Cindy was intensified her purring. John was right on the edge, but he didn’t want to finish inside her mouth. “Let me cum all over your tits,” he said, and with one swift, wet movement, her lips parted with his cock.
“Wherever you want, Master John,” Cindy said as she simultaneously gasped for air. Pushing out her chest, she grabbed both of her tits and encapsulated John’s cock between them. Saliva, phlegm and precum stained the surface of her breasts and lubricated them pretty much immediately.
John was in heaven. The soft flesh of the heavenly spheres shook around him in accordance to the catgirl’s playful hands and the rhythm of her hips. “I’m… cumming,” he gasped and exploded a moment later. Hot white seed spurted into the air, raining down on Cindy’s face and tits. The first few strands she let cover herself, then she bowed down in curious greed and, while her tits still squished the base of John’s cock, sucked on the tip. “Oh you horny little thing,” the Gamer gasped.
More of his seed pumped into her mouth, definitely more than she had anticipated. The catgirl still made the mistake of thinking of the Gamer as just another, if well-endowed, man and not the unstoppable Libido fuelled engine of ecstasy he had become. Still, she rolled with it remarkably well, basking in the delicious taste of John’s seed.
She opened her mouth, to show him that she had gathered it all. “You may swallow, Cindy,” he allowed her, witnessing her taking one gulp.
“Thank you, Master,” she said with a big smile on her cum-covered face. “You lasted remarkably long. Feeling purring normally makes men cum immediately. Should I masturbate to give you a show while you recover to fuck me?”
“Recover?” John furrowed his eyebrows. “Do I seem any bit limp to you?”
The catgirl looked down on the still massive and still erect cock between her tits. Eyes wide, her mouth opened a bit in disbelief. Before she could comment on this, the door to the room suddenly flew open.
There were a lot of things John anticipated entering the room. A needy Aclysia, hoping her physical presence would encourage him to let her join (which he would have anyway), any one of his elementals (but Sylph in particular), even an assault by some rebels he would have found more likely than what happened.
Being his girlfriend, stark naked, strutting in like it was nobody’s business. From her impossible hair, over her petite tits to her perfect bubble butt, all was for everyone to see. “Hey, tiger,” Rave winked, leaving John speechless. “Thought I’d swing by and join the fun,” she said when she was across the room and looking at the tiger girl. “Seems like I got here right on time.”
“Jane, this is a podcast,” he hastily informed her. “There are cameras.”
“Yeah, I know,” she winked and bowed down to Cindy. “Lemme have a moment with my man and you will get all the cream ya could ever want, alright?” The blonde catgirl, playing both the submissive and likely smelling the money this extra appearance of a fellow hottie would bring to her career, made room without any fuss. Straddling over John, who was still too confused to really do much, she added in such a quiet tone that the microphones wouldn’t pick it up. “I’ll live with a few guys watching,” her already plenty wet pussy connected with the tip of his cock. “Steeled myself for that much while I decided whether or not to barge in naked.”
John had so many questions, but they all had to wait. There was obviously a grave misunderstanding here, one that he had to clear up even though he had no idea if it would do any good at this point. In a just as quiet tone, he responded, “No, Jane, youuuu,” his words failed him when she slid down his cock in one long moan.
“It’s been too many daysssss,” she hissed at the exact same reason for his self-interruption, now face to face with him. “I just couldn’t wait. The second I got back, I needed to see ya. I can take a few randos watching from another room as long as we get to have sex again.” She glanced at Cindy who was fervently masturbating while watching. “And I couldn’t miss the bonus.”
“There’s a whole lot more people watching,” John gasped as the wet, familiar folds of his girlfriend’s pussy gripped his cock in a loving embrace of overdue satisfaction.
“They can just cut it out in post,” Rave dismissed, once more misunderstanding him, and wrapped her arms around his neck. Leaning forwards, she whispered directly into his ear. “Aren’t ya happy to see me, tiger?” she sounded a bit irritated by now, although her hips were gyrating in motions that pleasured both of them.
“No, Jane… I mean yes, but…” he finally gathered himself, whispering back. “This isn’t being recorded, this is a livestream.”
She froze in all movements as the message finally cut through her misunderstanding and lust-hazed thoughts. Next to his head, John could feel how Rave blushed so intensely that it felt like she was a small sun. Then, and this surprised her more than him, her pussy tightened even more around his cock and she let out a truly ecstatic gasp.
“Oh fuuuuuuck…,” she moaned out. “I mean… oh fuck!” she straightened and moved a bit up, moaned even harder as the friction sent pleasure up her spine like bolts of electricity. Although she may have wanted to just get up and leave quickly, she moved torturously slow, both of them gasping for more every bit along the way. This was more than just their usual longing after some time apart. Finally, she was at the tip. Then, a spontaneous word crossed her lips, a famous word that happened before great or awful things. “Ah, whatever,” she gasped and simply impaled herself on his entire length all over again. The excited shout she let out and the gush of liquid John felt against his groin made it pretty clear she had just had a small orgasm, from two thrusts with no foreplay. “Already… crossed the line… so… whatever…” she breathed heavily. She was right, leaving now definitely wouldn’t eliminate what video material was already out there. Still, it was telling she chose to stay and continue to erratically moan. “It feels soooo gooood right now…”
John was about to let out a victorious ‘HAH! I knew it!’ as there was absolutely no more doubt about it. However, he felt like that wasn’t the best way to get his satisfaction across. Instead, he grabbed Rave’s thighs, “You know what they call it when you get excited by knowing that people are watching you, right?” he whispered into her ear.
“You are such a smartass,” she pouted, then could only moan when her boyfriend suddenly stood up, taking control of the situation as she was now hanging onto him. Without delay, he fucked her where they stood, bouncing her with every thrust of his cock.
“You are totally an exhibitionist,” he announced, no longer whispering. His thrusts slowed down a little bit as Rave’s pussy continued to get tighter as her awareness of the situation grew. “Aren’t you, Jane?”
“Ja, okay?!” the loud words mixed in with the scream as her withdrawal from Gamer-sex was finally fixed through a healthy dose of heavy thrusts. There was obviously more to say about this barely suppressed kink of hers, now surfacing violently, unleashed by a misstep of her own. Rave had a bigger interest in getting fucked and tasting this new fetish than talking right now, however, “Just hammer me, tiger, fuck me in front of all these people, ya total pervert.”
“Us total perverts,” John corrected her gleefully. Although he didn’t get a rise out of being this public himself, humiliating his girlfriend this way definitely did. This way being: with her consent, widening their debauched horizon and while giving her multiple orgasms.
In typical Rave fashion, his girlfriend got over this entire thing in a matter of minutes. What use was there to cry after it now that the whole thing was irreversible anyway? Her legs closed behind his hips, securing herself further.
“Hmmm, think our audience likes my a-ah-ss?” she cheekily asked while her hair flew in wild cascades from every thrust. She was already moving onto exploring this new side of herself, moving down one hand to dig trenches into her juicy behind, then give herself a lustful little slap.
“What kind of question is that even?” John grunted in an amused fashion, turning them towards the first camera he spied. “Who wouldn’t like your perfect ass?”
“The… the trick kind,” she stuck out her tongue, then went straight back to gasping. “Oh, John, I REALLY needed you inside me again.”
“God, don’t remind me about us being apart at any time,” he demanded and stopped in his thrusts to press his lips on hers. Their tongues sought each other and wrestled. Her taste of mint and bubble-gum fulfilled him. Despite standing still, John felt his lust rise further, Rave’s folds quivering all around him. “Everyone will know though,” he said when their kiss ended, lifting his girlfriend up and putting her back down, “that they can marvel at your ass all they want, but it’s mine!”
Rave bent over the chair, grabbing onto the backrest and presenting herself to be fucked. “Show’em, tiger,” she challenged and immediately came when he rammed back inside her. Her spine arched, her fingers clawed into the cushion. “Yo-u-u-u’re sssssuch a-aah stuuuuud,” she screamed when hard, quick thrusts ravaged her. “Yessss, give it to me, give it to your needy girlfriend, I want your cum, tiger.”
She was playing it up for the watchers, but as cheesy as the choice of words was, her tone was absolutely genuine. Marvelling at every shockwave rippling through her bubble butt, John let her do as much talking as she wanted. He just wanted to make both of them feel good. Every new fetish was a new tool he could use for their debauched activities.
Through the glasses on the table he could also keep an eye on Cindy watching them. Lying on her back on the floor, she was masturbating so quickly that her hand was just a blur. Still, her moans were much quieter than even the slapping of John’s hips against his girlfriend. “You want my cum?” he groaned between clenched teeth, it was getting harder to keep going.
“I neeeeeed it!” Rave exclaimed, suddenly sprouting her own cat ears. “Give me all your cream, John, fuck me and fill me uuuuuup!”
At the last word, she got exactly as she asked, John slamming into her cunt and his balls tightening, pumping a load as heavy as ever right into the depths of her pussy. Being filled for the first time in front of an unknown number of witnesses and generally having grown immensely perverted and synchronized to her boyfriend’s efforts, Rave had the third and hardest orgasm yet.
Her entire body was shaking, her torso going through waves of buckling and arching, as she screamed in intervals, dictated by the heavy breaths she needed to take. John yearned to see her face, so, as his seed was still painting her insides white with each second, he grabbed her by the shoulder and pulled her back against his chest.
He could see her rolled up eyes, feel how uncontrolled her tensing body was, her heartbeat was drumming through her chest. “You look even more beautiful right now,” he whispered into her ear, before abusing her paradoxical rigid limpness to kiss her again. Just as she instinctively answered the affection, her orgasm spiked. Squirts of clear liquid gushed from her pussy, one after the other, drenching their sexes and adding a whole lot more wet stains to the carpet.
“Oh… Gaia… almighty…” Rave gasped, relying heavily on her boyfriend to remain standing, as their orgasms slowly ebbed off. “I feel so much better now. Ya made me one horny thing, ya know that?”
“Pretty sure you were one horny thing before,” he pointed out, scratching her behind the cat ears. She purred and they had another quick kiss. “That’s why we get along so well.”
“Mhm… wanna try combining this new kink with the good old one?” Rave asked, glancing at Cindy.
“By all means, you start,” he grinned and slowly pulled out of her. Cindy gasped, apparently unable to believe that he was STILL erect. “She agreed to being the submissive,” he told his girlfriend.
“Hmmm?” she hummed, licking her lips. “Now that’s just wonderful news.” She stepped away from her boyfriend, who just watched. He had just had the reins for the past minutes and was still riding the high of being proven right. It was important to let his fellow dom express herself. “Hey, Cindy,” Rave almost sung as she stepped over her. “I promised ya some cream, didn’t I?”
“Yes, you did, Mistress,” the catgirl went right along with it, leaning into the hand grabbing her by the hair and the cum filled cunt that descended on her face once Rave had straddled her comfortably on the floor.
Rave gasped when the blonde began lapping at her pussy. “She is gooooood,” the techno lover told her boyfriend with a dreamy expression. “Like… really… really… reaaaallly goooooood,” the pink-haired half-Asian pulled the catgirl deeper, thighs tight around Cindy’s head. “How about ya give her some more, John?” Rave reached down to the submissive host’s pussy, spreading the pink lips with two fingers. “She needs it a lot.”
‘It’s finally happening,’ John thought and got down and dirty on the ground with them. No further foreplay, just his girlfriend riding Cindy’s face as he penetrated her. As simple as it could be and as satisfying. The catgirl pervert had a much more volatile reaction than he had upon entering her.
Suddenly hit by all of the things that came along with being fucked by John, his size, his experience, the multiple pleasure increasing skills and perks, the unprepared Cindy was immediately squirting all over the carpet. “Tiger, her eyes just rolled back immediately,” Rave joked, looking back over her shoulder with a grin.
“Poor girl is the one to reveal to the world that getting fucked by me is a rough ride,” the Gamer returned in kind. “She still keeping it up or is she being a bad girl?”
Rave closed her eyes and sighed erotically as her answer. “Oh no, she is keeping at it.”
“Good,” John started thrusting, slowly at first, not wanting to take her too hard from the start. “Let’s see if she can keep up.” It only took a few seconds to get Cindy to her second orgasm, a minute for the third, then John was able to move freely in her constricting cunt and nailed her to the floor.
Muffled screams of ecstasy echoed out from between Rave’s legs, loud enough for the microphones to pick it up for sure. John had basically forgotten about them being watched at this point; he was taken in by the sight of Rave’s ass and the steadily spasming muscles of Cindy’s midriff as she just could not stop climaxing. One orgasm rolled over into the other as the Gamer showed her what the real definition of ‘pleasure’ for a woman was.
It was just delightful. John had almost forgotten this feeling of a new conquest; it had been a while since he had actually fucked someone outside of his harem. While he did prefer the familiarity of his women, claiming a new woman like this, even if it was just for a casual get together, played into everything he ever wanted in life.
She suddenly squirted a second time, her pussy gripping tight onto him, and he could no longer hold on. With one last grunt, he started cumming. He did not stop thrusting, however; he had no reason too, for the Gamer, an orgasm was just a spike in pleasure. Basic or even extended limits of endurance during intercourse no longer applied to him.
His seed pumped into her relentlessly and her arched spine trembled. The constant screams were finally silenced as Cindy was no longer able to push out a single sound. Rave let out a disappointed gasp as the catgirl also ceased in her pussy eating efforts. Every single synapse must have been overloaded with sensations of ecstasy.
John penetrated her one more time, the last spurt of semen pumping into her, before pulling out. He didn’t need to hear her ask for it to realize that she needed a pause. “I think I broke her a little,” he joked.
“Ya always do that with the new girls!” Rave pouted playfully and got up. “I am so close too!” she suddenly shoved him back into his chair and, just like when she had gotten in, climbed on top of him. “Ya gonna finish it!”
John grinned, he could live with that arrangement perfectly well. The program continued for a long while after that, although Cindy spent most of it spasming on the floor.
First times with John were just that intense.
