isagi as an asmr camboy ౨ৎ | 18+, mdni, pt1
camboy!isagi rarely showed his face, but sometimes he would vlog during his streams when he wasn't doing asmr things, so you were shocked the moment the boy turned around. your heart sank to your feet, face going pale with immediate realization as isagi asks you if you were okay in the sweetest voice. "are you okay? do you need some water?" yep, you really thought you died and went to heaven. and before you knew it, you were being led out to isagi's car, offering you a water bottle.
camboy!isagi didn't know how to explain it to his twitch chat, so he just simply went live as you sat insanely shy and nervous in isagi's lap. when the stream started up, the viewers started to roll in quickly, the chat especially; all of them were questioning who this girl was. you weren't really sure what was happening!
camboy!isagi starts slow, easing you into his routine on camera, whispering reassuringly in your ear while his arm hooks around your waist to stop you from falling over on his thigh. isagi takes notice of your nervousness as your eyes were trained on the chat on his side monitor, your fingers nervously fidgeting with the pleats on your skirt. isagi whispers softly to only you, his lips by your ear. "just keep your eyes on me, yeah? forget about the stream." you could barely register his words once they came out of his mouth; your body only responding to his tone and the way he was holding you, but you nodded anyway.
camboy!isagi rubs you through your panties, and to his surprise, you're already soaked. your hands are still huddled around your skirt, not giving the viewers anything to look at, but isagi changes that quickly. "cute thing is already wet for me... wanna see?" isagi asks his twitch chat, already going for your hands and removing them from your skirt, lifting and bunching the black fabric around your hips, revealing your white lacy panties.
camboy!isagi groans when you whine, already feeling the massive hard-on he's getting. "all this for me?" he whispers more to himself than to you, spreading your legs more over his lap, continuing to rub your clothed pussy. "nnnh—'sagi…" you moan looking down at him as he looks up at you, his arm around your waist tightening. isagi's slips his hand inside your underwear, dragging his middle and ring through your wet folds and gathering your slick on the pads of his fingers before making slow circles on your clit. "that's it, pretty girl, isagi's making you feel good, hm?"
camboy!isagi coaxes you onto the thick girth of his cock slowly, stretching your walls around him. "gonna make you all watch as she rides me…" he whispers out before planting his hands on your hips and holding you in place as he pulls out, then slams back in roughly. you nearly fall over at the sheer strength of the thrust, but isagi holds you against him, his right arm crossing your stomach, gripping at your left tit as he slams in. "g-god isagi—haah—slow down!" you gasp out, gripping the arms of his desk chair for support, but he doesn't slow down. if anything, he speeds up even more. "sorry, pretty, feels too good…" he mumbles into your ear, the mic barely picking up anything but your pathetic whines and the squelching of your poor cunt.
camboy!isagi bites down on your shoulder to prevent himself from cumming too fast, trying his best to hold on until you cum, even though your pussy is squeezing him firmly. "fuck, baby, you're taking me sooo well—so tight…" isagi groans out, but you're not even sure of what he's saying anymore. there's drool dribbling down your chin, your throat is raw from moaning, and pussy all stretched and slicked. "—'sagiii, uhhhnn—ah—mmm!" you mewl mindlessly, eyes closed and watery with how good he's is ruining you right now.
camboy!isagi grips onto your body tighter, caging you within his arms as he forces you to take every inch of him brutally. your body trembles against his, thighs twitching as you fight to keep your legs open, walls fluttering around his cock. "that's right, pretty—y'gonna cum? show me how good im doing..." he groans out loud, and your whole body jerks as it hits you, your voice trembling as you cry out his name, sobbing out incoherently. "mmf—ah! isagiii, isagi, isagi—ahhmm, m'gonna cum! isagiiii!"
camboy!isagi keeps slamming into you even as you cum, forcing you to ride out your orgasm while you're still whining. "s'good jus' like that, lose it on my cock, baby." he grunts, struggling to keep up with the rhythm as he holds back a bit longer because he just loves being so close to you when you're a trembling, filthy mess like this and it's all for him. "mm—'s too much!" you mewl, your hands finding his arms, clawing at them from the overstimulation. "you can take it... take it till i finish inside you." isagi pants, his thrusts fast n unbearable.
camboy!isagi finishes inside you, white, hot spurts of cum coating your walls, filling you to the brim. he pulls you off of his lap and sets you on his thigh, watching while showing his viewers all his cum leaking out of your abused cunt. "shit—it's jus' spilling out…" he mumbles, his voice soft and slurred with satisfaction. he watches as every drop tries to escape, only to be fucked back in with a push of his two fingers.
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