May

Logging in, I adjust my swollen breasts to be the center point on screen and wait. It only takes a few minutes before some of my most loyal subscribers trickle in. I greet them with their usernames and fiddle with my pump and jar to the side.

Some of them ask questions about how I’m doing and I answer. Even after years of doing this, it’s still weird to have a one-sided verbal conversation with myself.

Though it wasn’t part of our plan, I yank my cock out and stroke it, swirling the tip along her open lips to paint them with my pre-cum. Remembering myself, I jerk back and whisper, “Sorry.”

“Next time,” she whispers back, equally as low.

Fuck me, I didn’t know if there’d even be a next time, and I’m already hot and ready for it. I caress her skin as I make my way around the bench until I’m standing behind her. The gusset of
her ivory panties is already dripping wet and sticking to her skin. I grip the material and rip it down the middle to expose her smooth pussy, already swollen and ready to be bred.