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Celebration Stream Taking A Turn WIP
🕑 Added 2022-01-31 18:01:02 +0000 UTC“Thank you, everyone, for coming to the stream today! It’s such a big milestone for our precious Calli that I wanted to do something special for her!” Kiara clapped her hands together as she spoke to the combination of her fans and Calli’s Dead Beats that showed up to the members-only stream she was holding to celebrate Calli reaching her first ten million downloads of her song, dead beats. “The turn out for this was fantastic and I’m happy to see so many of you here to help celebrate it with us!”
“I keep telling you, Kiara, it’s not that big of a deal…” Calli’s voice broke through Kiara’s celebration with a nervous but thankful chuckle leaving her throat. “Ten million is nothing for my dead beats. We’ll probably hit fifty in no time.”
“That’s all the more reason to celebrate, Calli! Being able to do so well deserves some kind of celebration!” A smile came to Kiara’s face as she clapped her hands together once again. “That’s why I got something special for you! Something that no one but you can enjoy tonight.~” A giddy giggle left Kiara only a moment or two before there was a knock on Calli’s door.
“The fuck? Kiara, what did you--”
“I ordered a massage for you!~” Kiara’s enthusiasm was clear to everyone watching the stream. It didn’t really surprise anyone that was watching their combined streams that she was so excited and happy to do something special for Calli. But to get someone to give her a massage on such short notice? All while keeping things a secret from Calli? It was a shock to a few, and chat was sure to point that out to them.
Though, Calli and Kiara paid the chat no mind as one of Calli’s fans, a dead beat, made his way into her room with a rolling massage table. The only thing either of them could think about was just how this was going to go and how much Calli was going to enjoy it. A heavy sigh left Calli’s lips when she turned her attention back to the stream and her chat, seeing that the table was perfectly in her webcam’s view. “I just can’t seem to win with you sometimes, Kiara. But… I guess even a reaper deserves to enjoy herself from time to time. So this is where the stream ends, dead beats. I can’t let anyone see me get a massage. Who knows the kind of ideas all of you would get.”
The duo fell silent for a moment before Calli turned her attention away from the computer that she was sitting in front of, taking off her headphones and making her way to the massage table behind her. At first, she didn’t recognize the man that was here to give her a massage. She felt at ease knowing it was someone that she didn’t see on a regular basis, or at all since she couldn’t remember his face. But when she noticed the Mori Calliope badge that he had pinned to his hip, she knew that he was at least a fan of hers. Which was probably how Kiara convinced him to do this in the first place.
However, she wasn’t going to let that stop her from enjoying a massage that someone was gifting her. Calli immediately began to undress in front of the man, a gentle blush coming to her cheeks as she peeled out of the clothing she was wearing for the stream. “I don’t know how to feel about a dead beat seeing me like this. But, it’s not my first time getting a massage, so I suppose it shouldn’t be something to worry about. Just don’t you dare tell anyone about this.”
The moment that Calli was undressed and standing naked in front of this dead beat, she climbed onto the massage table he had set out and let out a gentle breath when he threw a towel over her to cover her body. It was a nice start, at least. He wasn’t talking back, he wasn’t fanboying over the fact that he wasn’t giving her a massage, and most importantly, he wasn’t making a big deal out of doing something like this. Maybe she would be able to enjoy it after all.
When she felt his hands start grabbing onto her body, the gentle grip against her skin caused Calli to let out another breath, this one audibly shaky and nervous. But she didn’t say a word as he began to massage her, taking his time to go through the motions. She allowed her eyes to flutter shut as his hands drifted from her shoulders down to her back, and then past her supple rear end. And she let out a quiet groan when he began to massage her thighs, enjoying the feeling of him kneading out the knots in her body.
At least, she did until it began to seem like he was distracted by something.
The dead beat was indeed distracted as he massaged Calli’s body, his hands drifting along her skin while still doing their job. He quickly noticed that the stream was still up and going absolutely nuts about what was happening. The fact that Calli was naked and on stream, the fact that some lucky Dead Beat was getting to enjoy her body, and the fact that other Hololive members had joined the stream to see just what was going on.
Grab her tits!
Dad’s naked! Quick, someone start recording!
Lucky bastard, it should be me playing with her body like that!
Don’t be a bitch, pull that towel off of her!
Show us her tits!
The chat was flying so quickly that the masseuse could only see those few messages, but the point was very clear to him. Everyone wanted to see their dead Calli get played with on the massage table. And, of course, being a fan of hers and being the one able to enjoy her body right here and now, he wasn’t against the idea. Though, he wasn’t sure if he should do such a thing with everyone watching. Not until he saw a single message from Kiara wiz through the chat.
Please let me see her body again
It was a simple message, but it was one that made it very clear just what he needed to do.
Calli’s breath hitched in her throat when she felt him slip his hands underneath her towel to drag his nails along her stomach. But she didn’t think twice about it, accepting it as a massage where he wasn’t trying to flip her over to reach certain parts of her body. However, the instant that his hands drifted up toward her tits and she felt his fingers sink into the soft skin of her breasts, her eyes shot open and she silently glared at the dead beat masseuse for a moment. “Where do you get off grabbing me like that? Or did Kiara just pay for some special massage? Knowing her, she probably wanted to see how far she could push things…”
A heavy sigh left Calli’s lips as she rolled her eyes and closed them once again, adjusting herself ever so slightly so the dead beat could get a better hold on her breasts. “Whatever. Just don’t think you’re going to be some lucky punk that gets to fuck me. You’re just here to give me a massage.”
From there, things escalated almost immediately. The feeling of his hands against her breasts, squeezing and kneading her soft mounds lit Calli up inside. From the way he squeezed her tits to the way he pinched and tugged on her nipples to the way he was careful about leaning over her and placing a few gentle but heavy kisses against her neck. Everything this dead beat did sparked something else inside of her, making her crave his touch even more by the second.
In the back of her mind, she didn’t know just why she was giving in to him like this. She didn’t understand just why the feeling of his hands roaming her body as he toyed with her was turning her on like this. But as his lips suddenly met hers, Calli couldn’t bring herself to care anymore. She couldn’t bring herself to worry about anything other than enjoying the massage he was giving her. Maybe it was because of the fact that Kiara paid him so she knew things would have to stop somewhere. Or maybe it was the fact that she was celebrating and the excitement that she was hiding was finally bubbling up to the surface. Or maybe it was the simple fact that having someone play with her body, roughly grabbing her breasts and playfully forcing her to make out with him, was turning her on far more than she expected.
Whatever the reason truly was, Calli didn’t struggle against this dead beat as the two drifted from one kiss to another. Right where everyone could see them on the stream that Calli forgot to turn off. Hololive members, fans, and people tuning in because they couldn’t believe what they were hearing about the beloved Mori Calliope. All of them were able to see Calli making out with a fan that was sent to give her a massage while he groped her and toyed with her body.
Everyone could see the dead beat throwing the towel that covered her nude form to the side as his hands drifted along her back and toward her supple ass cheeks. Everyone could see Calli biting on her lower lip to try and keep herself quiet as he squeezed and played with her ass cheeks. And everyone could see Calli casually reaching her hand out and rubbing the dead beat’s cock through his clothing, half-lidded eyes looking at him with an almost expectant gaze. “How dare you… Do something like this. You’re here to give me a massage, but here you are, groping me like you own me.”
Despite the fact that she was complaining with as little enthusiasm as she could, Calli didn’t hesitate to unzip the dead beat’s pants and pull them down to expose his cock. An excited and shaky breath left her lips when she grabbed his member once again, feeling just how hot and long it was in her hands. “And how dare Kiara hire some big-dicked punk like you… If it wasn’t for her, this wouldn’t be happening in the first place.”
However, despite her complaints, Calli didn’t struggle against the dead beat as he climbed onto the table as well, getting behind her and slapping his cock down against her shapely ass. She only spread her legs and allowed him access and view to her surprisingly wet pussy, bringing a hand to her ass cheeks and pulling one to the side. “I should be sure to thank Kiara when you’re done… I’ll just have to avoid telling her I let you go this far with me. Who knows just how she’d--”
Before Calli was able to finish what she was saying, the dead beat didn’t hesitate to push his hips forward and bury each and every inch of his cock that he could into her tight cunt. A loud, shameful moan erupted from her lips as her inner walls were spearing and spread right then and there. She didn’t know that thousands of people were watching her get fucked on top of a massage table, nor did she care to turn her head and see the fact that her stream was still on. The only thing that mattered to her right here and now was the fact that this dead beat’s cock felt like it was made perfectly for her pussy.
Each time he thrust his hips forward, Calli felt his shaft plunge deep enough to kiss the entrance to her womb. All while she could still feel an inch or two of his shaft against her supple cheeks. But when he pulled his hips back? She was greeted with the feeling of craving him back inside of her, the feeling of an emptiness that she desperately needed to get rid of, and a feeling of lust that surged so powerfully through her that she couldn’t stop herself from whining every time he pulled his hips back.
And unbeknownst to her, this was the perfect kind of entertainment for her stream to watch. Everyone was watching her get fucked against the table, the chat was going haywire, and thousands of people were all masturbating to the sight of their dear Mori Calliope getting fucked right in front of them. And best of all, no one but Kiara knew if this was real or fake. No one but her knew if this was Calli actually getting fucked on her stream or if she was faking things for some kind of stunt. “You better not cum inside of me. I don’t want to risk having your kids.”
Of course, since she was the only one that really knew, it made things all the better for Kiara as she watched. It made things hotter and more exciting to see her dear and precious Calli getting manhandled and fucked by someone she saw as a stranger. And she wasn’t afraid to show that excitement, masturbating in her chair as she watched Calli’s stream with baited breath. “Does it feel good, Calli…? Does this dead beat feel good inside of you?” A mild sense of jealousy began to build inside of Kiara as she groped herself through her clothing, spreading her legs in her chair and teasing herself. But she couldn’t bring herself to act on that jealousy, strangely happy to see Calli getting fucked like this.
On the other side of things, Calli was having the time of her life. Moan after moan spilled from her lips as this wonderful cock filled her over and over again. The pleasure that rushed through her reached a point that, even if she wanted to, she wouldn’t be able to hide how she was feeling. And she didn’t bother trying anymore, her toes curling in view of everyone as she felt herself and this dead beat getting closer and closer to their orgasms. She was able to feel each and every throb of his cock against her inner walls, the slightly erratic pace that he was setting with his thrusts, and the heavy breaths that he let out against her ear. “You’re getting close, right? So am I. But be sure to pull out…”
All of it combined into something that Calli couldn’t stop herself from enjoying. All of it combined into an orgasm that rocked through her system much harder than she expected it to. Her inner walls clamped down around his shaft as she reached the peak of her pleasure right then and there. Calli was unable to hold back the moan that erupted from her lips while she came around this dead beat’s cock, prompting her to roll her head back and gently rock her hips against his own. She may not have wanted him to cum inside of her, but she would be more than happy to wring out every ounce of pleasure that she possibly could from him.
Unfortunately, as a result, she was unable to see the chat all demanding that this dead beat cum inside of her. She was unable to see message after message after message telling him to impregnate her, to seed her, and to not pull out of her whether she liked it or not. And she was unable to see Kiara’s message begging the dead beat she hired to do just that. Though, she did know something was up when he refused to pull out of her, suddenly grabbing on tightly to her hips to keep her in place before thrusting into her one final time.
Rope after rope of his thick, heated, and potent seed flooded directly into her womb. And she could do nothing but moan as the dead beat chuckled over her, clearly happy that he was able to cum inside of her. But Calli couldn’t bring herself to say anything to him right away, the bliss of being filled with his cum rushing through her and causing her to experience another light orgasm, her inner walls spasming around his shaft now. Nor could she bring herself to say anything as the dead beat slowly pulled himself out of her, unaware that he was putting on a show for the stream and making sure they could see his cum dripping out of his shaft and toward her pussy.
When the dead beat suddenly flipped her over onto her back, making her look into his eyes, she couldn’t bring herself to care about if he was doing something she didn’t want or not. This whole night started out with her being dragged onto a celebration stream she didn’t even think about holding, after all. But now that she was on her back and looking at him, able to see the lust in his eyes, and the fact that his cock was still just as hard as when they started? She couldn’t stop herself from smiling. “Well, if you’re going to be that needy about it… Then don’t stop. Keep fucking me. And make sure you don’t go easy on me.”
Calli was almost immediately greeted with the feeling of this dead beat’s lips crashing against her own as his cock pressed against the entrance to her pussy. But instead of penetrating her right away, he took his time, bringing one hand to her hip and the other to her breasts. Where he quickly and roughly squeezed onto both before pushing his hips forward and burying his shaft into her. And maybe it was because of the intense way he held her, but Calli couldn’t stop herself from screaming in pleasure against his lips as he filled her once again.
At this point, it didn’t matter to her that he had cum inside of her. The feeling of his cock spearing and spreading her inner walls once again was more than enough to make her happy and keep her distracted from the fact that she was likely going to be pregnant. And with just how he pinched and twisted her nipple, the pain that surged through her and mixed in with the pleasure that she felt lit her up inside. Her inner walls instinctively tightened around his shaft as he fucked her like this, bringing her mild surges of pain that made everything all the more sensitive for her.
Of course, Calli still didn’t know about the fact that she was on stream and now millions of people were watching her get fucked on top of a massage table. She was completely unaware that Kiara was eagerly and shamelessly masturbating to the sight of her getting railed on her stream. And she was unaware of the chat going off and demanding more, both out of jealousy and lust toward her. Though, the only thing that kept her unaware of all of it was the feeling of this dead beat’s lips against her own. The simple fact that he was making out with her, forcing her to focus on him, kept her completely unaware of the fact that she was being seen.
Because she didn’t know about people watching her, Calli didn’t see a reason to hide just how good she was feeling. When he pulled his lips away from her own, a single strand of saliva connecting them still, she wrapped her arms around his neck and held him tightly. She looked him straight in the eyes and let out a heavy, lustful, and needy breath. “Don’t you dare stop fucking me. Don’t you pull out. You’ve already cum inside of me, so it won’t hurt for you to do it again, right?”
Almost as if on queue, the dead beat that was fucking her picked up the pace and intensity of his thrusts. The massage table underneath them creaked and shook from the force of his thrusts. But Calli couldn’t bring herself to worry about if it was going to break or not, far too busy enjoying the feeling of his cock plunging into her over and over again, reaching deeper than any of the toys she keeps hidden. And as a result, Calli was more than happy to pull him back down to her and catch him in an eager and lustful kiss. All while the hand that was on her hip shifted to her other breast, allowing him to hold both of them.
The feeling of his hands on her breasts, his lips crashing against hers time and time again, and the feeling of his cock plunging into her pussy over and over again. All after having just been fucked and likely impregnated. It all added up into a sense of lust and pleasure that was much stronger and more intense than her last orgasm. And Calli couldn’t do anything to hide the fact that she was enjoying this anymore.
Her inner walls clamped down like a vice around the dick that was buried inside of her, her grip on his body tightening so he wouldn’t be able to pull out of her. And much to her pleasure, he was quick to accept what she wanted and pick up the pace of his thrusts once again. However, when he came inside of her this time, the dead beat didn’t stop his thrusts. Rope after rope of his thick and potent seed flooded the streamer’s pussy and womb while he continued to rock his hips back and forth, grinding himself against her inner walls as they both moaned against the other’s lips.
Of course, while Calli was being impregnated and filled with even more semen, her chat was going wild. Everyone in it was surprised she was letting things go this far. Everyone was happy that they were able to see their favorite streamer getting fucked like a whore. And there was even a solid amount of people admitting to getting off with the dead beat that came inside of her just now.
However, there were also some that openly wondered just how Kiara felt about this happening. This was just supposed to be a simple massage, right? So how did she feel about it turning into the two fucking on stream like this?
