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"Fuck."
It's all what you could say or can say at the moment, and damn it all to hell when the universe timely lets you come across a sexy fancam of your boyfriend, who was a million miles away from you because he's on tour, looking too damn good that it makes you salivate & makes your clit pulse like crazy.
You had it on repeat for minutes now before you decided to put an end to this misery. Your legs crossed to relieve some of the friction, yet to no avail, your panties started to pool & it's got you so worked up—well, how could it not? Sexy boyfriend doing sexy things with a sexy outfit that makes the crowd insane? Yeah, the math sounds about right.
But what wasn't right was that all this longing for your boyfriend had you left with your own imagination & your own devices. Literally.
Try as you might, but the toys don't work nearly as well anymore the moment you've had a taste of his dick. And when you wanted him right where you needed him the most, he always satisfied your desires & went even way above and beyond it. The best treat you've ever had & now—you've been deprived of it.
You take one look at the fancam again. And fuck it all, really, because all that did was just make things worse. This time around, you paid attention to the details a little harder: the tongue, the smirk, his sexy eyes, the way he moves his body sensually, and the part of the choreo where his hand slides down and grabs his crotch—maybe you were the only one who noticed it, and it couldn't have been more of a bad time because you see this now while you wanted him balls deep inside you, heightening your lust for him, making every little thing he does so obvious to you because on a much closer look, you see him grab a handful of his bulge, smiling as he did so.
Oh, this little shit. He knew what the hell he was doing.
Eyes bulging at the contact of his hand grabbing his bulge, your mind registers back to the nights of your one-in-a-million videographed records where you suck him off sloppily, leaving you drooling all over his girthy length. Moving to fitting his balls inside your mouth while jerking his hard dick, smiling when you look up at him as you do so, his face contorted in pure pleasure—mouth slightly agape, muttering sentences that rile up the both of you.
"Ohh fffuuuuckkk, that's a good girl. Hahhh—s-sucking this dick so fucking good, huh, baby? You like it when I—nnngh—shove my cock all the way inside that slutty throat, y-yeah?" He holds the camera as he grinds his hips, adding on to your motion. Your eyes rolled back, nodding your head while he was balls deep inside your throat.
"Fuck, Woo," you murmured to yourself, mind focused intently on the visions of your erotic flashbacks. He always had that mouth on him, even in bed. It kept you going, arousal flowing constantly. Shifting your position to continue finding relief for your poor pussy. You missed him so damn much, and you need him now more than ever.
Instinctively, you scroll to your hidden album with all the sex videos you two recorded. You started watching video by video, gradually appeasing your throbbing cunt. You can feel your nipples hardening through your shirt with each video you press play. Your fingers loop on your panty, pulling it teasingly in attempts to relieve the ache forming in your wet core.
Your fingers hover just where it needs it to be, rubbing circles on your clit to soothe it—your lower lips tucked behind your teeth as you imagine it was your boyfriend's tongue instead sliding up & down in between your cute little pussy, switching up from sucking to eating, making you wetter at the perverse scene.
The video playing in the background, the sex tape where he eats you out mercilessly—squelching sounds as his tongue slots in & out of your throbbing hole while your phone hovers above where his lips and your pussy were connected, getting a good glimpse of the filthy scene—drunk on your juices & nothing else. Sounds of your wet pussy, your slutty moans, and the way he ate you out echoed within the walls of your room as he dragged every dirty sound he could make out of you.
"Wooyoungie—babyyy, mmmph—," grinding your hips against his pretty mouth, tongue out eating & licking you with pleasure. You call out to him as you pull on his hair, making him look up at your phone, one hand reached out to your juicy tits, flicking your nipples & pulling on them to his satisfaction while the tatted hand was working deep inside your cunt. His sultry, asymmetrical eyes make contact with yours and then went straight to the camera again, smiling with your cream smothered all over his mouth—smirking.
He puts out his tongue, showing the recording nothing but wet with your saccharine nectar, saliva dripping from his lolling tongue, posing pretty fuck faces for the camera, smiling as he spits on your drooling cunt before he dives back in to your wet folds, looking up again to the camera without breaking contact with your pussy, leaving you to sigh in relief from the touch of his wet, pink muscle as you grind your hips against his mouth, his gorgeous nose incessantly hitting your clit effortlessly in the process.
God, he's so nasty. The both of you were.
He always wanted to give you something you can watch over & over again whenever you two film your own little homemade pornos. He looked exactly right where he wanted to be, and it makes you moan at the sight of it, tongue out as you were fevered with fervor.
Eyes watching keenly, glued to the device playing your favorite homemade video of the two of you. The scene was too much; it was turning you on more than ever. Your hips grinding into the pillow you inserted between your legs, a futile effort to let you satiate the need for your boyfriend's cock in you, memories flashing back to when he pounded in and out of you until he painted your mounds & your insides white over & over again, milking him dry.
"Nghhh, Woo–fffuuck," whining his name to no one but yourself inside your bedroom walls, eyes closed as you temporarily replace the silence that filled the place as your slutty moans on the sextape played in the background continued—leaving you panting pathetically as you continuously grind on the pillow fervently, your mind forming dirty scenarios of you & your boyfriend as you angle your core to the pillow just right as a poor attempt to make do as a replacement for the sensation of your boyfriend's expert touches ‘til you couldn't anymore, making you leave the fluffy fabric a damp spot from alleviating the feeling below.
That is, until you had an idea. A perverse one that you couldn't help but make. Your sight landing on your phone, you felt shivers as the idea excited you, clouding your brain as it quickly hit straight to pool your pussy panties immediately.
You set & place the device right where all the angles you ought to have recorded are in place. You were so fucking horny, you couldn't take it anymore. The intimate, dirty act of filming yourself for your boyfriend to see has sent you over to the edge, your desire for him only growing stronger. Not wanting anything but to fill your mind with thoughts of nothing else anymore but his dick. You were such a slut for him.
Not giving much more thought to anything else, your arousal only intensifying throughout.
You press record.
"Hi, Woo," your tongue brushing out to wet your lips, smiling as you whispered just enough so he can hear your sweet voice on the recording. You start untying the robe you had on that covered the set you were wearing for him, playing on a little striptease, wishing it was him taking off the fabric that hugged your skin.
You're nothing but in your matching panties now, obviously damp at the center, & that was what you wanted for him to notice first thing when he plays the video. The black set he always liked; everything looked good on you—what a sight to feast on for his eyes and his eyes only. Grazing your nipples through your pretty bralette that hugged your perky tits just right, revealing your underboobs from the angle and the sopping panty that was in the way of the heavenly graces of your syrupy juices.
"I miss you s’much, baby. It's been so long since you were here with me, since you've been inside me," gradually rubbing your pussy folds until he can have a glance of your wet, throbbing heat, pulling it up teasingly, and letting him have a glance of your wet, throbbing folds.
"I hope you miss me too, baby. I really, really miss you. I miss your touches, miss your fingers, miss having my pussy wrap around your cock. Bet you miss that too, huh, Woo?" your mellowed babbling continues as you put some relief on your poor pussy. Whining, you continue your motion as you work your wet core through your panties, putting pressure right where it needed it.
Deprived of the dick that sent you to oblivion and beyond. The both of you were such nasty perverts for each other. Of course he misses you & your pussy.
Bit by bit, you started giving in to the sensation of your touches, egging on your arousal all while drowned in gradual, measured pleasure.
"I want to—hahh, wanna be your good girl, Youngie. Wanna show you how I miss you so fucking muchh, nghmmhhfuck," eyes closed as your mouth continued on your sensual blithering to the screen that was all for your boyfriend to watch & listen to. Your mind wanders to the idea of him receiving the erotic video of you, him missing you so much too that it leads him to jerking his length inside a private room where no one can hear him. Moaning your name desperately as he continues to fuck his hand with his throbbing cock, wishing it was your pussy instead.
"Got s'fucking wet watching a video of you, baby. Grabbing your bulge like that—nghh—made me wish I was there to put your cock inside my mouth, slobbering all over it. You always like it sloppy, right, baby? Love it when I spit all over it, blowing bubbles on your dick while I look up at you, hm?" you continued to rub your wet folds the way he would. Playing with your sopping pussy just how he does it, collecting enough schlick so you can take him all the way when he fucks you.
"Come home, Woo. I miss your cock stretching out my pretty pussy. She's so wet, so needy for you, baby. Wan’ you to fill me up with your cum until I can't anymore," mumbled in such a honeyed voice. Knowing what riles him up the most wasn't only your skilled mouth in action—you knew how to do it in different ways as well.
You were a whimpering mess, all worked up just because you saw a fancam of your boyfriend. You couldn't take it anymore; you put your sopping panties to the side, full pussy on display. You suck two of your fingers to wet them before you insert them in your needy hole.
Moaning as your desires take over you while you finger yourself, massaging your velvety walls. Locking eyes with the camera as you scooped up your essence, you show the recording the obscenity of your fingers lightly parted—the wet, sticky substances stretches lazily, catching the light before pulling thin. You draw your fingers back to you, sucking them off again to taste yourself, smiling, while you fuck yourself again, having to satiate the heat in your core.
Wanting more of the blissful sensation, you grab your dildo & vibrator inside the nightstand, wanting to go all out to put on a show for him. You spit on the silicone cock on your hand, spreading the wetness from the head to the base, muttering dirty words before you tease your wet folds with the tip. Sliding it up & down & tapping it on your pink, wet cunny. The camera captures the way your clit throbs in arousal as your hole anticipates for it to be breached by the toy.
Impatience slowly devouring you as much as your desires do, not wanting to deprive yourself of the pleasure any longer, you take the toy inch by inch—waiting to envelop ‘til the end, taking it out all the way to the tip to slam it inside you again as you bottom it out—fucking yourself with the handheld length, collecting your cream at the base of the toy, eyes crossing when you shove it all the way in, starting to lose yourself in pleasure as the silicone toy squelches going in & out of you.
You continue thrusting the toy in & out of you, moaning lewdly at the feeling of the toy cock filling up your warm, wet cumhole. You put on a show for your hardworking boyfriend for him to watch over & over again while he's away all while his needy little girlfriend missing him all the way back home & the way his perfect, girthy fat cock hits your spot in all the right places, hitting your cervix making you crosseyed from the pleasure.
You loll your tongue out as you work the toy in your cunt relentlessly, wanting to reach your peak.
"Woo, mmngh, I miss you, baby. I wanna cum for you, my love. Wan' you to see how much I miss you. You hear her there begging to be filled up? Hahh-ffffuck!" words slurring from the pleasure, you were so, so close, the toy collecting all the cream from your pussy, gripping on it. You grab the vibrator and place it on your clit while you continue the length, pounding your wet pussy, waiting for your release.
"Ffffuuckkk! Youngiee, babyy, hahhh—shiittt, I'm gonna fucking cum! Mnnghfffuck—babyyy, I need you so bad! Need your cock inside me, you feel so fucking good. I want you to fill me up with your cum over & over again, holy shittt!" continuing the babbles from your filthy mouth for the camera, not letting up on your poor clit, the partnering motions working in tandem finally reaching that specific spot that makes you see the stars. As you came, you felt that one familiar feeling you know all too well, ready to burst out, continuing the action for your throbbing pussyhole, giving it no mercy. You felt it creep up on you, hearing the squelches and your pornographic moans, eyebrows furrowed, shivering from the pleasure as goosebumps appeared.
"NGHHAAAHHHHH FFFUUCKK!" you scream as you squirt all over the sheets and let it reach your camera, capturing everything on film.
Your mind is fogged as you arrive on cloud nine, feeling ecstatic. Your breath heaving, not being able to believe the intensity of your orgasm, leaving you panting and your sheets drenched.
The camera still rolling, you reach out to it as you smile devilishly with the face of an angel, realizing you just filmed yourself masturbating to your boyfriend, missing him more now than you ever did. You giggle, trying to wipe away some of your mess from your earlier fantasies that reached the device. You wanted him to know how much you miss him, and you came with proof. Stopping the video recording, you went on & watched it for a few, enjoying the show you made before sending it out to him as you admired your filthy, erotic porno for your beloved other half.
And speaking of the devil, he messages you.
Woo<33:
hi, jagi! just finished up on some stuff around here from practice. gonna head home. love youu! <3
You:
hii, my love. that's good to hear! I got a gift for you, for being so hardworking. <333
Woo<33:
oh? care to show me, cutie?
You:
You sent an attachment.
You:
i love youu, my pretty boy.
i miss you so soo much :((
You:
might wanna be alone before you open it though lol :P
You:
enjoy, my love <3
Wooyoung, being the ever-so-obedient boyfriend, despite the anxious-yet-exciting curiosity taking over him about what you had sent him, patiently waits it out until he's settled in & alone, being able to feast his eyes on the video you sent him. Having the room all to himself now, he decides to watch the video as he presses play.
Oh fuck.
Eyes widening, the beginning of the video audio was sent straight to his ears, making him groan as it traveled all the way back down to his lower body. Arousal immediately hitting straight to his dick, already making him hard. Oh, he's so glad, so, so glad you're his.
His pretty little pornstar, such a good slut for the camera.
"Fuck, baby.", starting to palm his erection through his shorts, biting his lower lip.
He sends you a text for a minute before he indulges in the homemade porno you made all by yourself all the way.
Woo<33:
naughty girl.
Woo<33:
Woo<33 sent an attachment.
Woo<33:
fuck. the video barely even started but i already got so fucking hard for you.
Woo<33:
wait 'til I get home, pretty baby.
Woo<33:
i'll show you just how much i miss you too.
And so it begins.
You were in for a treat.
He just wishes the camera's got enough space left when he gets home.