Kira switched her stream on and greeted her evening audience. She wore her favourite pajamas and sat cross-legged on her comfortable gaming chair. Today was the three month anniversary of the debut of her weekly show Work from Dome. She was all smiles as her viewers showered her in congratulations and tips and the system’s bell chimed for the full stream. When her show ended, Kira blew a kiss to her viewers, thanked them again for all their support, and ended the stream.
She walked out into the living room where Raj was waiting with a glass of red wine.
“Congratulations, love,” he said, handing Kira her glass accompanied by a kiss.
The two of them sat on the couch and watched TV and snuggled close under the throw blanket. A couple of hours later they were in bed and out like a light. Kira woke up the next morning to the smell of bacon and fresh coffee. By the time she got to the kitchen, Raj was slicing a grapefruit for the both of them.
“Good morning, love. Hope this makes up for having to miss another show,” Raj said, taking a seat across from Kira.
Kira smiled, “It’s seriously no biggie. I know you’re pretty slammed, and I’ve already got Will ready to fill in today and next week.”
“That’s great,” Raj said. “And you’ve got my office for your show as well. I’m all set up in the family room.”
Will arrived an hour before the show. He was a tall, muscular black man, and one of Kira’s closest friends. They’d started performing around the same time and were big fans of each other before they’d even met. After some time and through some online interactions, they found out that they lived in the same city and became fast friends and colleagues.
“It’s lovely as always to see you,” Will said, wrapping Kira in a hug, “And thanks again for guesting last week, everyone loved you.”
“It was my absolute pleasure,” Kira replied as they walked towards her office.
Will gave Raj a wave as they passed through the family room, and Raj waved back through his call with a client. He had become just as close to Will over the years. They often went golfing together and had weekly drinks on guys’ night with other friends of theirs.
Sinking into some beanbag chairs, Will and Kira chatted and planned the day’s Work from Dome episode. Will filled in for Raj the week before as Raj was swamped at his job. Luckily, Kira was able to keep her setup in Raj’s office so the only change was the ‘dome’ itself.
Will sipped on his pineapple smoothie and said, “I’ve got an idea for today’s episode.”
“Lay it on me,” Kira replied.
“Well,” Will started, “I’ve prepped my ass for a show I’ve got later today, so why don’t we take advantage of that.”
Will continued, “Add a significant tipping tier for fingers in my ass. I’ve got my lube and you know my ass as well as anyone, so I’m game if you are.”
Kira responded excitedly, “Hell ya, let’s do it! Oh my god this is going to be fun!”
The two of them spent the rest of their prep time setting up their stream and adjusting the cameras. With fifteen minutes to spare, Kira asked Will to drop his shorts and bend over. She admired Will’s thick glutes before spreading them to peek at his hole. She’d fingered and pegged Will on numerous occasions for his own shows and was very familiar with what Will liked, and more importantly, what his limits were. Kira lubed her finger up with saliva and pressed Will’s puckered rim. With a little more pressure it took her finger in hungrily.
“All good?” Kira asked, peeking around Will’s thick leg to meet his face with her finger still inside.
“All good,” Will replied.
Before long the show started and viewers were tuning in and excitedly commenting on the new tiers. Will typed away on the keyboard above Kira’s head as the chime of tips rung out. Within fifteen minutes, the first ‘fingers’ tier was reached. Kira generously lubed her index finger and Will’s hole, and slipped it in with ease. Her audience loved it as Will’s thick cock twitched, begging Kira’s viewers for more. Kira felt the familiar arousal of anal play. She wiggled her inserted finger, giving a slight “come hither” as she nudged Will’s sensitive prostate. She heard a little moan above her that told her she’d hit the mark. The growing dampness between her legs was a nice reminder that she had the best job in the world.
Kira had Will’s cock deep down her throat when she heard the ding of the second tier. She kept her surprise concealed from the audience, but inside she was shocked. She had set the goals much higher than any of her regular tiers, and was expecting to hit the second tier near the end of the show at best. However, here she was, lubing both her index and middle fingers, and easing back into Will’s aching void halfway through her show.
Will’s moans grew louder as Kira pressed and licked the underside of Will’s bristling head. She tasted his sweet precum and brought her camera in close to give her viewers a better view of their reward.
*Ding*
*Ding*
Kira’s smile faded. That was fingers three and four, back-to-back. She couldn’t believe it. Tier three was the equivalent of about $700 in tips, and tier four was another $800 on top of that. They were theoretical, a tease for the audience. She checked the tip notification, and it was a single donor for both tiers: Freetime85.
Kira took a deep breath and expressed excitement and thanks for her audience as she tapped Will’s thigh four times off-screen. Because of the nature of the show, Kira came up with a trick to let Will know what was happening and get his consent. She would tap his thigh equal to the number of fingers, and Will would tap the top of the desk with the same number if he was ready. With tiers one and two, Will’s response was instantaneous. After Kira tapped Will’s thigh four times, there was a long pause before she heard the four taps above her. Kira lathered almost her entire hand in lube and applied copious amounts to Will’s asshole as well.
Kira brought her pinky, ring, middle, and index fingers together to a point, and very slowly eased them in. Will spread his legs further apart, bent his knees and opened up as Kira’s knuckles stretched Will’s practiced void.
Kira’s pussy ached as her fingers worked Will’s hole. She devoured his cock, saliva coated her bare breasts and face, her lipstick and mascara ruined and her eyes rolled back in her head with every gagging thrust. Every goal was reached, every tier accomplished, and Kira was now just desperate for Will’s cum. She felt his cock throb as she sucked and felt his hole flex around her knuckles. She pushed Will further down her open throat triggering an orgasm of her own. Kira held Will’s cock in her throat as her abs clenched and her pussy contracted.
Her intense orgasm and the monster lodged in her throat stopped her from breathing, which only drove Kira further into the euphoric torrent. She finally resurfaced and took in a deep, exhilarating breath. Tears and saliva coated her face as she gave herself a moment to feel every sensation coursing through her. She took Will into her mouth once more, working her tongue masterfully up and down the underside of his prodigious shaft, twirling the tip of her tongue over the sensitive underbelly of his swollen head.
Kira felt Will grow, his thrusts hastened. He leaned back on her hand, pushing her further inside him. Every thrust sent Kira through a torrent of ecstasy, her thoughts slipped away as her throat opened as willingly as Will’s hole.
Will climaxed aggressively, a deep, guttural moan above her accompanied the thick loads filling her mouth. Kira’s panties were drenched as she took in his taste and she slowly removed her fingers from his gaping asshole and showed her audience the white dessert pooled in her mouth. She gave the camera a wink before swallowing and blew them a kiss to end the stream.
Kira spoke first, “Holy shit. That was crazy.”
Will dropped down to meet Kira on the floor beneath the desk. He lay on his back and Kira ogled his gaping ass, stretched, ravaged. Kira massaged Will’s legs, helping him recover from the surprisingly intense stream. When he was finally ready the two of them slowly stood up and made their way to the shower.
“That was fucking intense. I didn’t think we’d get past the second finger,” Will said as Kira soaped him up.
“I thought so too, but some guy came in guns blazing and hit every tier at once,” Kira explained.
After their shower the two of them returned to Kira’s office in plush white robes. They sunk back into the beanbag chairs for a full debrief.
“I’m not going to lie,” Kira said, “I was so turned on during that show. You know how much I love fucking that ass of yours, I’m still dripping.”
Will laughed and gave her a wink. “If you didn’t just drain me so completely,” Will replied, “I would happily help you out with that.”
Kira and Will laughed as they sipped their respective glasses of water and unwound. Will inevitably cancelled his own evening show and Kira invited him to stay for dinner.
At dinner, they recounted the details of the show for Raj, who was just as astounded as they were.
“Holy shit!” Raj exclaimed, “They spent all that at once?”
“Yup,” Kira replied.
“That’s incredible. Can’t wait to hear what the evening stream folks thought of the show.”
Will and Kira did the stream together and were overjoyed by the excitement and enthusiasm their audience had for that day’s Work from Dome performance. There was also the mystery of who Freetime85 was. Kira didn’t recognize the username and neither did any of her regulars. They all had fun speculating who it may be, from famous celebrities to Kira’s and Will’s respective partners. The two of them had already accounted for the latter possibility and confirmed it wasn’t either partner. After the show, Will had one more glass of wine with Kira and Raj before going home.
“I can’t wait for next week’s show,” Kira told Raj as they got into bed. “I’m going to up the tier value even higher, see if big spender shows up again.”
Raj chuckled and gave Kira a kiss. “I hope they do, I could use a new computer.”
A few days later, Kira had a great idea for her stream. One of her regulars made a highlight reel from her last Work from Dome show. The video was around twenty minutes long, so Kira thought it would be fun to watch it with her audience and masturbate along to it.
The stream started and the tips started to come in, hitting the usual tiers, activating her vibrator and peeling off what few layers of clothing she had on. Kira purposefully kept the new tiers with the video lower than she normally would have because she desperately wanted to get off to it for an audience. She’d been edging herself every night since the show just thinking about it.
The final chime rang out and Kira beamed. She blew kisses to her audience, thanked them profusely and hastily set up the video and camera. She lay back further to expose not just her soaked, swollen pussy, but the red jewel of her buttplug as well. Kira furiously rubbed her clit as the vibrator inside her vibrated non-stop from the tips pouring in from her equally horny viewers.
She watched herself gag on Will’s beautiful cock, phantom sensations tickled her fingers with the memory of Will’s tight hole squeezing around them. Kira moaned louder and louder, her throbbing clit pulsed, the heat radiated from her open warmth. The tips continued and Kira’s body seized. Her legs shook as her fingers rubbed her swollen button faster and she lost control. Her moans turned to screams as she pushed, and a torrent sprayed from Kira’s hot, steaming pussy. Her juices covered the floor and coated her inner thighs. She hardly made it through half the video. The aftershocks ravaged her as the vibrator and her breathing slowed.
Kira collapsed back onto her pillows and she caught her breath before saying goodbye to her viewers and ending the stream. Kira sat for five more minutes before finally standing up and cleaning her set. When she finally left her office, Raj was standing in the kitchen pouring himself some coffee.
“Wow,” he said, looking Kira up and down, “Looks like you had a time, huh.”
Kira lazily nodded before going to the bathroom to clean up. When Kira finished, she walked into the family room and flopped down onto the couch.
Raj walked out of his office to see his partner laying on her back, her eyes closed with one arm hanging off the edge. He walked over and slipped in behind her, gently lifting her head and shoulders so they rested on his stomach, his legs to either side of her. He massaged Kira’s temples and admired her petite body and her soft, smooth skin.
Raj moved his hands down to Kira’s shoulders and dug in with his fingers, squeezing the tension from her body. Kira moaned, her eyes stayed closed.
Raj kissed her forehead and moved his hands over her breasts. He gently squeezed and kneaded his thumbs into her soft tissue. Kira bit her lip and squirmed, her legs crossed, thighs rubbing together. Raj pinched both Kira’s nipples and slowly pulled. Her breath caught and she arched her back further and further as Raj continued to pull. He released Kira’s dark, erect nipples and she let out a deep, primal moan. Raj caught the shine of dew forming beneath her waxed mound.
Raj whispered in Kira’s ear, “Cum for me, one more time.” Kira eagerly nodded.
Raj pulled Kira’s nipples again. And again. Each time Kira’s moans grew louder, and the hand that lay over the edge of the couch now had two fingers deep inside her sopping, ravenous pussy. Kira screamed louder as the sound of her soaked slit filled the room. With one final pull, Raj held Kira at the apex as she came, her body convulsed and eyes rolled back in her head. He released her and she crashed back into his lap, a semi-conscious mess, panting, cuddling his muscular leg.
Raj stroked Kira’s hair until she fell asleep. He pulled out his phone and cancelled the rest of the day’s meetings, choosing instead to spend the rest of the day on the couch with his heart.
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