"Fuck..." I groaned, the sound vibrating through the room as Kourtney coated my shaft with a thick layer of spit before sliding her mouth over me.
She was a professional, her tongue swirling with a rhythmic, practiced suction that sent a jolt of raw pleasure straight to my spine.
"Yo chat, you seeing this?" I glanced at the camera lense, my eyes hooded. "She definitely knows the drill."
The chat feed on my HUD exploded, a neon blur of text scrolling too fast for a normal human to track, but perfectly clear to my Awakened senses.
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Incognito_Perv: W COCK SUCKER!!! SHE'S GOING IN!
AdrianGod27: I'd pay my entire mana-core to be in that seat right now.
Hunter_Simp: Bro, the way she looks up at the camera... peak content.
[Donation] Whale_Watcher69 sent 500 Credits: "Make her gag for the fans, Erik!"
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I watched the live counter in the corner of my vision. When the stream started, I was sitting at eleven thousand subscribers.
Current Count: 11,842… 11,905… 11,980…
The numbers were ticking up in real-time. Word of a D-tier hunter's girlfriend live-streaming a private session was spreading like a virus through the Bases. Kourtney pulled back, a thin string of saliva connecting her lips to the head of my cock, before she began slowly licking the edges with agonizing precision.
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StallionCruz: Hold her head, bro! Give us the deep throat!
Mana_Addict: DEEP THROAT OR WE RIOT.
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"Everyone who wants to see her take it all?" I asked, a predatory smirk tugging at my lips. "Flood the chat with Ws."
A literal tidal wave of 'W's washed over the interface, so dense it nearly obscured the video feed. Immediately, the System chimed in my ear—the sweet, crystalline sound of leveling up.
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[Ding! Viewer Engagement Peak Detected!]
[Viral Momentum Multiplier Active: 1.5x Rewards]
+25 Strength
+25 Agility
+25 Endurance
+30 Mana
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The surge of power was instantaneous. I felt my muscles tighten, the mana in my veins turning from a trickle to a pressurized roar. I wasn't just getting off, I was getting dangerous.
The rewards for a live performance blew my private sessions out of the water. The audience was my battery, and they were fully charged.
"Time to give the fans what they paid for," I muttered.
I reached down, my fingers tangling in Kourtney's hair. I didn't wait for her to move. I guided her head forward and drove myself deep, burying my cock in the back of her throat.
The chat went nuclear.
Kourtney's mouth felt like a heated velvet vice. The warmth was staggering, a wet, pulsing heat that seemed to draw the mana right out of my core. I could feel every ridge of her tongue scraping against the underside of my shaft as I began to move, my thrusts slow.
I kept one hand buried in her hair, guiding the rhythm, making sure my phone's camera lens captured every glistening detail.
"Oh fuck..." I let out a breathy laugh, looking straight into the camera. "You guys have no idea. You're watching, but I'm the one feeling every inch of this."
The chat sidebar blurred with the speed of a machine gun.
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Mr_KDot: I'm watching this with my girl right now. We're definitely fucking after this stream!
CoolXavier: Bro is living the dream. Look at that grip!
Simp_King_99: I just donated 100 credits! Turn her around!
[User 'HunterLust' has gifted a [Golden Microphone]! (Message: "Make her moan louder!")]
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I felt a fresh tingle of electricity beneath my skin, the donation hitting my stats in real-time. The more I teased them, the more the power flowed. Kourtney looked up at me, her eyes watering slightly from the depth of my thrusts, her hands clutching my thighs for balance.
"You guys want to hear her?" I asked, my voice dropping an octave. "Do you want to see her choke on my cock?"
I didn't wait for the 'Yes' spam to finish. I sped up the pace, my hips slamming against her chin. The sound of wet suction filled the room, amplified by the System for the thousands of people currently glued to their screens.
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[Ding! Connection Depth: 85%]
Passive Buff: Stamina consumption decreased by 15%
Current Concurrent Viewers: 12,400
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"Hold on, Kourtney," I whispered, a cold, dominant smirk crossing my face. "The show's just getting started."
I picked up the pace, my hips slamming against her jaw with rhythmic, unrelenting force. I drove deep, bottoming out against her throat until the wet sound of her gurgling filled the room. Tears of pure reflex streamed down Kourtney's face, glistening under the apartment lights, but she didn't pull away, she braced herself and absorbed every inch.
I shifted my gaze just enough to catch Abby. She was standing by the sofa, her hand instinctively clutching her own throat, her eyes wide and dark with a hunger she couldn't hide.
She wants this, I thought, a cold smirk forming. The professional who 'didn't need to see my cock' is currently drowning in the sight of it.
I pulled out abruptly, the sound of the release echoing in the quiet room. Kourtney slumped forward, gasping for air, her chest heaving as she tried to regain her breath.
"Oh my god..." she wheezed, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, a dazed look in her eyes. "You almost tore my throat apart, Erik... but fuck, I loved every second of it."
"Did you like that, chat?" I asked, leaning back and letting the camera lens hover over the mess we'd just made.
The feed was a chaotic war zone of reactions:
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Jean_Claude: Absolute king. Just bust my nut in record time.
AngelaDXD: Those deep thrusts... you've got a legendary dick bro.
ReyGGG: That should be illegal. Look at the size of that thing compared to her.
TheHornyBadger: ENOUGH TALK. STRIP HER. WE WANT PENETRATION!
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The demand for the main course was reaching a fever pitch. The sub count was spiking, and with it, the pressure of my mana was beginning to hum under my skin like a live wire.
I grabbed Kourtney by the waist and hauled her up, pressing my aching shaft against her stomach. "The fans are getting impatient," I murmured. "I say we take this to the next level. What do you think, Kourtney?"
She didn't hesitate. She leaned in, her warm, ragged breath ghosting over my lips. "I want you to fuck me harder than you've ever fucked anyone in your life," she whispered.
Then, she crashed her lips against mine, initiating a kiss that tasted of spit and desperation.