Chapter 3: Showing My Talent
Two weeks later, Felipe called me. My pussy gets wet in seconds "Hi, Felipe, How are you?" Felipe started with a soft talk and said he had a proposal. He told me about the day we gave a show on the webcam. He got a lot of money, like never before. So he comes up with a proposal: another webcam show. But not only us. It would be a threesome with his girlfriend, Cristina.
The idea of it sent a thrill through Samantha's body, her heart pounding with anticipation and desire. "You're telling me that you want to have another webcam show, but this time with your girlfriend?" Samantha asked, her voice a mix of surprise and excitement. "And you want to split the money equally? That's... that's a lot of money," she said, her mind racing with the possibilities. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks, her body responding to the dirty, depraved thought of being with both of them at the same time.
Felipe's voice was thick with desire as he explained, "The last time we did it, the viewers went crazy. They loved watching us, watching you take my cock. And with Cristina, it'll be even hotter.
You know she's very jealous and possessive, but I think she'll love watching you take my cock again. I've told her about what we did."
Samantha's breath hitched at Felipe's words, a mix of surprise and excitement coursing through her veins. "Wait, what? You told Cristina about us?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, the anticipation and fear of the unknown sending a shiver down her spine.
Felipe chuckled, a low, sultry sound that did little to calm her nerves. "Yeah, I told her. I couldn't keep it from her. She knows how much I loved fucking you, how good it was. And she wants to see it for herself." He paused, his voice growing darker, more intense. "She wants to watch you, Samantha. She wants to kiss you, lick your pussy, finger your cunt, She thinks you are hot!" Felipe insists, his voice dropping to a low growl. "But if you don't want to be the center of attention of a hot couple, we don't have to do it. Samantha's heart skips a beat, her body betraying her surprise and arousal as she processes Felipe's words. She can't believe what she's hearing. Cristina, the possessive, jealous woman she's only seen through a screen, wants to watch, wants to touch, wants to be part of their dirty, depraved show.
Samantha swallows hard, her mind racing with a mix of excitement and uncertainty. She's never shared a man with another woman before, never even considered it. But there's something about the idea, something thrilling and taboo that sends a thrill down her spine.
Felipe, reading her hesitation, continues, "You know, Samantha, you always loved watching our shows. You loved seeing me fuck Cristina. Remember how you commented on her tits, her ass? How you wished you could be part of it?"
Samantha's mind flashes back to the countless times she'd watched Felipe and Cristina on their webcam, her heart pounding with excitement and jealousy as she watched them fuck. She'd loved the way Cristina looked, the way she moved, the way she moaned when Felipe fucked her. She'd always wished she could be a part of their show, could be the one underneath Felipe, could be the one feeling his massive cock inside her.
"Yeah, I did love watching you two," Samantha admits, her voice barely above a whisper.
She can feel the heat rising in her cheeks, her body responding to the dirty, depraved thought of being with both of them at the same time. The idea of Cristina's jealous, possessive nature ignites a spark within her, a challenge she can't resist. "I want to be part of it, Felipe. I want to see what Cristina likes so much about you. And I want to show her what you love about me."
Felipe's voice deepens with approval, "That's my girl. I knew you'd go for it. Cristina's gonna love it, too. She's been wanting to meet you ever since I told her about you." A pause, then, "So, when can you make it?
I can't wait to get you under me again," Felipe growls, his voice thick with desire. Samantha's breath hitches at his words, her body aching to be with him again. "As soon as possible," she whispers, her voice barely audible, a sense of urgency coursing through her veins. Felipe chuckles, a low, sultry sound that sends shivers down her spine. "Tonight, then. Meet me at my place at 8. And Samantha... wear something sexy. You'll be the main attraction, and I want you looking your best."
Samantha swallows hard, her heart pounding with anticipation and excitement. "I'll be there at 8," she promises, her voice thick with desire. The line goes silent, and Samantha takes a deep breath, her mind racing with the possibilities.
At 8 PM sharp, she finds herself standing outside the minimalist loft that Felipe called home. She takes a deep breath to calm her nerves and knocks on the heavy wooden door. Moments later, it swings open to reveal Felipe, his tall, muscular frame filling the doorway. He flashes her a smile, his dark eyes scanning her body from head to toe, appreciating her tight, form-fitting dress and sky-high heels. "You look stunning, Samantha," he growls, his voice thick with desire. "Come in."
As she steps inside, she can't help but feel a sense of déjà vu, remembering the last time she'd been here. But this time is different. This time, she's not here alone with Felipe. This time, there's someone else waiting for her inside.
As Felipe closes the door behind her, Samantha finds herself face-to-face with Cristina. The woman is even more striking in person, her long, straight black hair cascading over her shoulders, her curves accentuated by a red dress that clings to her every curve. She gives Samantha a small, enigmatic smile, her green eyes never leaving Samantha's face.
Samantha takes a step back, her heart pounding in her chest as she tries to process the sudden turn of events. Before she can react, Cristina steps forward, her hand reaching up to cup Samantha's cheek. Samantha's breath catches in her throat as Cristina leans in, her lips brushing against Samantha's in a soft, gentle kiss. The touch is unexpected, yet not entirely unwelcome, Samantha's body responding despite her initial surprise.
Behind her, Felipe watches, his eyes darkening with a mix of desire and possessiveness as he takes in the sight of his girlfriend and lover sharing a kiss. Samantha can feel his gaze, a physical touch that sends a shiver down her spine, igniting a fire within her.
Cristina pulls back, her eyes locked onto Samantha's, a predatory smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "I've been wanting to do that for a long time, Samantha," she purrs, her voice low and sultry. "You're even more beautiful in person." Felipe steps closer, his hands resting on Samantha's hips, his grip possessive. "And now that you've had your taste, it's time for the main event," he growls, his voice thick with lust. Samantha swallows hard, her body aching with anticipation and desire.
Felipe's hands grip her hips, steering her towards a room at the far end of the loft. The room is set up like a mini studio, with a backdrop of a city skyline and a sofa in the center. Felipe sits down on the sofa, pulling Samantha onto his lap, his hands roaming her body possessively. Beside them, Cristina takes a seat, her eyes never leaving Samantha, a predatory gleam in their depths.
Felipe reaches for a laptop perched on a table nearby, hitting a few keys to start the streaming. The webcam flickers to life, the red light blinking steadily. Felipe leans in, his deep voice filling the room and the virtual space beyond. "Hey, everyone. Welcome back to our show. Tonight, we've got a special treat for you.
A live, interactive threesome with me, my gorgeous girlfriend Cristina, and the stunning Samantha. The fans started to donate money immediately, the virtual room buzzing with excitement and anticipation. Felipe's voice was a low rumble, thick with lust and promise as he addressed the camera, his hands still roaming Samantha's body possessively. Cristina shifted on the sofa beside them, her eyes locked onto Samantha, a mix of jealousy and desire flickering in their depths. "That's right, baby," Felipe purred, his fingers trailing down Samantha's arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.
Cristina's hands joined his, her touch sending shivers of anticipation coursing through Samantha's veins. She was incredibly horny, her body on fire with desire as the two of them explored her naked flesh, their hands roaming her curves with a possessive hunger that sent her heart racing. Samantha's breath hitched, her body arching into their touch, desperate for more. The room was filled with a charged atmosphere, the air thick with lust and the scent of arousal. Felipe's voice was a low growl in her ear, "You like that, don't you, Samantha? You like being touched by both of us." Samantha could only moan in response, her eyes locked onto Cristina, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
She was overwhelmed, consumed by the dual sensation of Felipe's massive cock filling her from behind and Cristina's sweet taste on her tongue. She was in a frenzy, her body writhing between them, desperate for more.
Felipe's hands gripped her hips tightly, pulling her back onto his cock as he pounded into her, his hips slapping against her ass with each punishing thrust. Behind her, Cristina spread her legs wider, her hands gripping Samantha's head, guiding her movements as she licked and sucked on her clit. Time seemed to stand still as the three of them moved together, their bodies synchronized in a primal dance of lust and desire.
The room was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking, the wet slap of flesh on flesh, the low growls and soft moans that filled the air.
Samantha was lost in the sensation, her body aching with desire as Felipe pounded into her from behind, his massive cock filling her completely. Above her, Cristina's hands gripped her head, guiding her movements as she licked and sucked on her clit, her tongue a relentless, teasing caress. Samantha's breath was coming in short, sharp gasps, her heart pounding in her chest as she bucked her hips, desperate for more.
Then, suddenly, Cristina's lips left her clit, her breath hot against Samantha's ear as she whispered, "You know, I've always wanted to watch him fuck you. I wanted to see what you looked like, how you moved when he was inside you." Samantha's breath hitched, her body tensing at Cristina's words.
She turned her head to look at Cristina, her eyes meeting the other woman's gaze. "You want to watch him fuck me?" she asked, her voice a mix of surprise and arousal. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks, her body responding to the dirty, depraved thought of being watched by Cristina as Felipe fucked her.
"Yes," Cristina purred, her voice thick with desire. "I want to see what you look like when he's inside you. I want to see the pleasure on your face, the way your body moves. I've always been curious."
Felipe's hands stilled on Samantha's hips, his breath hot against her neck as he listened to their exchange. He chuckled, a low, dark sound that sent shivers down Samantha's spine. "You hear that, baby? Samantha wants to watch us fuck.
Let her see what you like so much," Cristina purrs, her eyes gleaming with a mix of desire and defiance. Felipe chuckles, a deep, throaty sound that seems to vibrate through Samantha's very core. He grips Cristina's hips and pulls her onto his lap, forcing Samantha to move aside. "Well, baby, if you insist," he growls, his voice thick with lust as he positions Cristina above him. Samantha watches, mesmerized, as Cristina lowers herself onto Felipe's massive cock, her eyes never leaving Samantha's face. She lets out a soft moan, her body already responding to the familiar sensation.
As Cristina begins to ride Felipe, she leans forward, her hands reaching for Samantha's hips. "Now, it's your turn," she murmurs, her voice a sultry whisper.
She reaches for Samantha, her hands gripping her hips and pulling her closer. Samantha's eyes widen in shock. She hadn't expected this, hadn't thought Cristina would want her so badly. The other woman's touch is insistent, demanding, and Samantha finds herself helpless to resist. She moves closer, her body aching with desire as Cristina's hands roam her curves, her fingers trailing down Samantha's thighs and back up again.
Samantha can feel the heat rising in her cheeks, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as Cristina's touch ignites a fire within her. Then, suddenly, Felipe's hands grip Samantha's hips, steadying her as Cristina's touch becomes more insistent, more demanding.
"That's it, baby," Felipe growls, his voice thick with lust. "Ride me like you mean it." Samantha's breath hitches as she obeys, her body aching with desire as she begins to move, her hips rising and falling as she takes Felipe deep inside her. Behind her, Cristina's hands cup Samantha's breasts, her fingers teasing and pinching her nipples, sending electric shocks of pleasure straight to her core. "You're so fucking beautiful," Cristina murmurs, her voice a low purr as she plays with Samantha's tits, her eyes locked onto Samantha's face. Samantha's breath comes in short, sharp gasps, her body on fire as she rides Felipe, her hips moving in sync with Cristina's hands on her breasts.
Felipe's cock throbs inside her, a massive, pulsating force that sends electric shocks of pleasure straight to her core. She can feel every inch of him, every vein, every ridge, as she moves against him, her body aching with the need for more. Behind her, Cristina's touch becomes more insistent, more demanding, her fingers pinching and teasing Samantha's nipples in time with their rhythm.
Samantha's eyes meet Cristina's, their faces inches apart, their breaths mingling in the charged air. "You like that, don't you?" Cristina purrs, her voice thick with desire and jealousy. "You like feeling him inside you, don't you, Samantha?" She leans in, her lips brushing against Samantha's as she speaks, her words sending a shiver down Samantha's spine.
Cristina's fingers pinch and twist Samantha's nipples harder, sending electric jolts of pain and pleasure through her body.
Samantha moans, "Yes, I love it. I fucking love feeling him inside me, Cristina. I can't get enough of it." Her hips buck wildly, riding Felipe harder, faster, driven by the heat of Cristina's touch and the intensity of her words. Behind her, Cristina's breath hitches, her eyes darkening with desire. "That's right, baby," she whispers, her voice thick with lust. "Fuck him harder.
Show me how much you love his cock," Cristina demands, her voice hoarse with desire. Felipe's grip tightens on Samantha's hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he guides her movements, urging her to obey Cristina's command. Samantha's breath hitches, her body responding to the intensity in his touch, the demand in his voice. She can feel the heat of his skin, the raw power in his grip as he forces her to ride him faster, harder.
She throws her head back, her long blonde hair cascading down her back as she moans in pleasure and submission. Felipe's cock fills her completely, the friction of their bodies creating a delicious heat that spreads through her like wildfire.
She can feel Cristina's hands trailing down her sides, the touch light but possessive, as if she's staking her claim. Samantha's eyes widen in surprise as Cristina's fingers find her clit, her touch expert and confident. She hadn't expected this, hadn't thought Cristina would be so bold, so sure of herself. But here she is, her fingers rubbing Samantha's pulsing bud in rhythm with Felipe's thrusts, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. "Oh god," Samantha gasps, her hips moving instinctively with the new sensation. Felipe's grip on her hips tightens, his muscles tensing as he feels Cristina's touch on Samantha. "Fuck, that's hot," he growls, his voice thick with lust. "You like feeling her touch, baby?
You like feeling her hands on you while I fuck you?" Felipe's voice is a low rumble in Samantha's ear, his breath hot and heavy. Samantha gasps, her body tensing at his words. She hadn't expected him to whisper such a dirty, intimate question into her ear. Her mind races, trying to process the sensation of Cristina's fingers on her clit, the pleasure it brings, and the realization that Felipe is fully aware of it. Before she can respond, Felipe's grip on her hips tightens, his thrusts becoming rougher, more demanding. "Answer me, Samantha. You like feeling Cristina's touch while I fuck you?" he growls, his voice a command, insisting on an answer.
Samantha's breath hitches, her body on fire with desire and confusion.
She's never felt this way before, never been so close to another woman, never had another woman touch her like this while a man fucked her. It's too much, too intense, too overwhelming. But at the same time, it's perfect. She can't think, can't breathe, can't do anything but feel.
"Yes!" she gasps, her voice a ragged cry of pleasure and surrender. "Yes, you both are amazing. You're both... so fucking amazing."
Her body convulses as the waves of pleasure crash over her, her orgasm ripping through her like a tidal wave. She throws her head back, her blonde hair flying wildly as she cums, her body writhing and bucking against Felipe and Cristina.
"Fuck, Samantha, that's hot as hell," Felipe growls, his grip on her hips tightening as he thrusts harder, deeper, his cock pulsing inside her. Cristina's fingers never stop their relentless teasing, her touch expertly drawing out Samantha's orgasm, making it last longer, making it more intense. "Yeah, baby, that's right," Cristina purrs, her voice thick with lust and possessiveness. "Come for us, Samantha. Come for both of us." Samantha's breaths come in ragged gasps, her body still convulsing with pleasure, her mind reeling from the intensity of the sensation. She can feel every inch of Felipe, every ridge and vein of his massive cock as he pounds into her, pushing her closer and closer to the edge of another orgasm.
He's grunting and groaning, his breath hot and heavy in her ear, his body tensing with each thrust. She knows he's close, can feel the change in his rhythm, the way his grip tightens on her hips. "Fuck, Samantha," he growls, his voice thick with lust and desire. "You're so fucking tight, baby. I can't... I can't hold back anymore."
Behind her, Cristina's fingers never stop their relentless teasing, her touch expertly drawing out Samantha's pleasure. She can feel Cristina's breath on her neck, her hot pants and moans of arousal as she watches them, her eyes locked onto where Felipe's cock is buried deep inside Samantha. Samantha's body is on fire, her senses heightened, hyper-aware of every touch, every sensation.
She can feel every inch of him, every vein, every ridge as he fills her completely. She's never felt this full, this possessed, this alive. Behind her, Cristina's fingers continue their relentless teasing, her touch expertly drawing out Samantha's pleasure, making her orgasm last longer, making it more intense.
Felipe's grip on Samantha's hips tightens, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he thrusts harder, deeper. His breath is hot and heavy in her ear, his grunts and groans growing louder, more urgent.
Cristina's fingers pause for a moment, her touch lingering on Samantha's clit, teasing her mercilessly before resuming their relentless rhythm. The brief pause sends a shiver of anticipation through Samantha's body, her breath hitching as she waits for Cristina to continue. Felipe's grip on her hips tightens even more, his thrusts becoming erratic, desperate. "Fuck, baby," he groans, his voice thick with lust and desperation. "I'm close. You're so fucking close, aren't you?" Cristina's fingers resume their relentless teasing, her touch sending waves of pleasure crashing over Samantha's body.
Just as Samantha feels another orgasm building, Felipe suddenly pulls out of her, his massive cock glistening with her juices. Without hesitation, he turns his attention to Cristina, positioning himself behind her. He grasps her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he slams into her, his cock burying itself deep inside her with a single, hard thrust. Cristina lets out a gasp of pleasure and surprise, her body tensing as Felipe fills her completely.
"Fuck, Felipe!" Cristina cries out, her voice thick with desire. She can't control her body's response to his sudden invasion, her pussy clenching tightly around his cock as she cums almost instantly.
She feels his cock pulsing inside her, the sensation raw and intense, sending waves of pleasure crashing over her. "Oh god, Felipe, yes!" she cries out, her voice ragged and desperate. She can feel every inch of him, every ridge and vein as he pounds into her, his cock filling her completely. Behind them, Samantha watches, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she takes in the sight of Felipe fucking Cristina. She can feel her own body responding, her pussy aching with a mix of jealousy and desire. She wants to join them, wants to feel that massive cock inside her again. "Come here, Samantha," Felipe growls, his voice thick with lust and desire. "Come here and help Cristina.
You know you want to," Felipe commands, his voice thick with lust. Samantha hesitates for a moment, her body aching with jealousy and desire as she watches Felipe pound into Cristina. Then, driven by a raw, primal need, she moves closer, her hands reaching for Cristina's breasts. She cups them in her hands, feeling their weight and softness, before leaning in and taking one of Cristina's nipples into her mouth. Cristina lets out a moan, her body arching into Samantha's touch as she feels her lips and tongue on her breast.
"I'm cumming!" screams Cristina. Felipe pulls out his cock from Cristina's pussy and offers it to Samantha. She opens her mouth and takes all of Felipe's load.
The show was a tremendous success. Cristina tells Samantha that would be a good idea if she could join them for other shows. Or just for fun.
Samantha loved the idea.