Disclaimer - It goes without saying that this is all fantasy.
MF, Oral, Titfuck
The Cumshot Challenge
In the bustling city of Toronto, a young woman named Azra Bajrami sat at her gamingdesk, her eyes glued to the vibrant screen of her PC. The room, a sanctuary of glittering fairy lights and shelves brimming with collectibles, reflected her vibrant personality. Her long, black hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing her heart-shaped face with a softness that belied the sharp wit she was known for. Her slender frame was accentuated by a form-fitting tank top that hugged her curves, hinting at the fullness of her chest.
The video call with her confidante, Kassie, was a weekly ritual, a chance to catch up and share the latest juicy gossip from the world of YouTube stardom. But today's topic was far from ordinary.
"Kass," Azzy began, a mix of excitement and trepidation in her voice, "you're not going to believe what I just heard about."
Kassie's brown eyes widened in anticipation, her light brown hair a halo around her curious face. "Spill it, girl," she urged, leaning closer to her screen.
"So, there's this new charity challenge going around," Azzy said, her cheeks flushing slightly. "It's called the Cumshot Challenge. Basically, you've got to, you know, get a guy to finish on your face, all for a good cause."
Kassie's jaw dropped. "What? That sounds like a perverted Ice bucket Challenge!" she exclaimed, her voice a mix of shock and intrigue. “Where are they gonna show it, not YouTube or TikTok, right?”
"It's not for any normal Social Media platform." Azzy corrected, a smirk playing on her lips. "It's all happening on a private channel, to keep it, you know, away from younger kids."
"It'll be on OnlyFans?" Kassie asked, her eyebrows shooting up.
Azzy nodded. "Yep, it’s going to be on OF. And it's all for charity, Kass. Raising money and awareness for blindness in Third World countries. The proceeds of live streams and videos go directly to the cause."
"You're not seriously considering it, are you?" Kassie's voice was a mix of disbelief and concern, her eyes narrowing slightly as she scrutinized her friend's expression.
Azzy took a deep breath, toying with a lock of hair. "It's for a good cause, Kass. Plus, it's something that could go viral, you know? It's all about pushing boundaries for the greater good."
"Az, you don't even have an OnlyFans, though. And this is a huge step to take." Kassie's voice was cautious, her gaze lingering on Azzy's thoughtful expression.
"I know," Azzy said, her brown eyes flickering with determination. "But I've been thinking about it. It's not like I haven't done wild stuff before. You remember my Twitch stream when I played that game naked for charity?"
"That was blurred though, babe. This is going to be full-on, extremely explicit content." Kassie said, her voice filled with a hint of skepticism.
"Yeah, but it's all in the name of charity," Azzy said with a shrug, her dark eyes sparkling with mischief. "Besides, I've always been an open book. And if it's going to help people, why not?"
Kassie studied her friend momentarily, her face a canvas of doubt. "Okay, I get that. But, like, who are you going to do it with? Some random fan?"
"No way," Azzy said firmly. "It has to be someone I trust. Someone who won't go all weird on me afterward."
They talked about the logistics of the challenge, the potential backlash, and the guys they knew who might be willing to participate. The conversation grew more heated as they discussed the implications of such a daring stunt. Kassie was torn between supporting her friend's altruistic spirit and worrying about the potential consequences.
“So I have an idea,” Kassie mused, a little grin forming on her lips.
“Oh?” Azzy cocked her head, a curious glint in her eye.
Kassie's grin widened. "Since you really want to do this, why not make a real splash with it? Why not make it an event? Like a 'Cumshot Challenge Marathon.' You could have a lineup of guys, one after the other. Make it a whole thing. The more guys, the more daring, the more money for charity, right?"
Azzy's eyes lit up at the idea. "That's genius, Kass! It'll be like a telethon, but with a lot more action." She began to scribble notes on a pad, her thoughts racing.
"The question is, how many guys?" Kassie mused, her mind already racing with the potential for viral content.
"Seven," Azzy said without hesitation. "It's a good number. Not too few to be boring, but not so many that it becomes a circus."
Kassie nodded thoughtfully. "And you'll need a safe word, in case you need to stop."
"Oh, I've got that covered," Azzy said with a wink. "I'm going with 'pause screen'. It's gamer-friendly and to the point."
The duo giggled like schoolgirls plotting a harmless prank, but the gravity of what they were discussing was not lost on them. They knew that the Cumshot Challenge would be a controversial move, one that could either skyrocket Azzy's charity efforts or lead to a scandal that could mar her reputation. Yet, the thought of the difference they could make to the lives of countless children kept them both motivated.
With a newfound sense of purpose, Azzy set to work on the announcement. She scripted it meticulously, ensuring she conveyed the importance of the cause without diluting the excitement of the challenge. She practiced her lines, her voice a blend of sincerity and enthusiasm, her eyes sparkling with the thrill of the upcoming event.
"Hey guys, Azzy here," Azzy began, her voice echoing in the quiet room as she went live with her announcement. She looked directly into the camera, her brown eyes earnest, her full lips curved into a warm smile. "You know me, always looking for new ways to keep it fresh and fun, but today, I've got something extra special." she paused for dramatic effect.
"I’ve decided to take on the Cumshot Challenge for charity!" She exclaimed, watching the words appear in the chat. The emojis of shock and awe began to flood the screen. "It's all for the kids, guys. We're raising money to help combat blindness in Third World countries, and we will do it with a bang! But I need your support. I need you to donate to the charity by watching the live stream and buying the video when it's out. Let's make a real difference together!"
The response was immediate and overwhelming. Messages of both excitement and skepticism filled the live chat. Some fans praised her bravery, while others questioned the appropriateness of the challenge. But Azzy remained unfazed, her determination unwavering.
The days leading up to the event were a whirlwind of planning. She scoured through her contacts, looking for the perfect mix of guys willing to participate. Unsurprisingly, the lineup filled up quickly with eager volunteers, all driven by the prospect of being pleasured by Azzy.
And helping charity.
Of course.
She chose a diverse group, from her closest gamer friends to a few internet celebrities keen to join the cause. The day of the Cumshot Challenge Marathon arrived, and Azzy's heart pounded in anticipation. She had meticulously prepared her space, ensuring it was both comfortable and visually appealing for the camera. The lighting was soft yet bright enough to showcase every detail, and the backdrop of twinkling lights and plush cushions set a sensual tone.
She had debated dressing in Cosplay or maybe wearing some lingerie for the Challenge, but after talking to Kassie, they both concluded that there was no point. So, she decided to wear a red bra and matching thong, which she'd remove when the challenge started.
The guys were all ready for her, all seven of them lined up to be pleasured by her. All seven were of different colors, sizes and shapes, a veritable smorgasbord of cocks awaiting her. Some of them were her friends, and others were content creators she knew and trusted. All had donated generously to the cause financially and were now ready to donate to the cause bodily. The cameras were all ready to roll, and Azzy turned to address them.
"Welcome to the Cumshot Challenge Marathon, guys!" she announced with a grin, her voice steady despite the butterflies in her stomach. "Today, we're not just going to break boundaries; we're going to obliterate them! For every dollar we raise from you guys, we're giving sight to children in the Third World. I've got seven horny guys here already to make a special donation to."
The camera panned over to the lineup of eager naked participants, their faces were a mix of excitement and nerves, their chests heaving in anticipation. Azzy's heart raced as she took in the scene before her, the gravity of what she was about to do setting in.
"So, let's get started!" Azzy exclaimed, "Number one, come on down!"
The first participant, a tall, muscular man with a cocky grin, sauntered over to the couch. He was one of Azzy's closest gaming friends, known online as "BeefcakeBilly." He was known for his playful banter and surprisingly tender heart. His muscles rippled as he stood in front of her, his cock already standing at attention.
"Hi, Billy," Azzy greeted him warmly, her voice steady despite the nerves that danced in her stomach. She leaned over and gave his cock a quick kiss before turning to the camera. "Remember, folks, this isn't just for entertainment. It's for the Charity. So, let's get those donations rolling in!"
She reached around her back and unhooked her bra, depositing it on the floor beside her. The camera panned to show her large, natural breasts as they jiggled when she moved. She looked up at Billy and licked her lips.
"Are you ready?" she grinned, taking his cock in her hand.
Billy's eyes lit up with excitement. "Ready when you are, Az!"
With a nod, she leaned in, her full lips wrapping around the head of his cock. The sound of her moan filled the room as she began to suck, her tongue swirling around him in a way that had been practiced and perfected. She had done this countless times before, but never with the world watching. Yet, the thrill of the challenge and the knowledge that she was doing it for a good cause spurred her on.
The camera's rolled, capturing every moment as she worked her magic. Billy's eyes rolled back in his head, and he looked down at her. "Oh, fuck, Azzy," he murmured, his voice thick with pleasure.
Her hand slid up and down his shaft, keeping rhythm with her mouth as she began to bob her head faster. His hands found her hair, guiding her deeper, and she could feel him get harder in her mouth. The room was filled with the sounds of her sucking and his moaning, and she knew that her fans were getting their money's worth.
He reached down and fondled her breasts, and she took his cock out of her mouth, jerking it off.
"You want to fuck them?" she asked, her voice a breathy whisper that seemed to carry an electric current through the air.
"More than anything," Billy groaned, his eyes dark with lust as he stared at her chest.
With a smirk, Azzy knelt up, her tits bouncing as she positioned herself in front of him. She leaned back a little, her breasts jutting out like an offering. Billy didn't need any further invitations. He stepped closer, his cock at eye level with her as he slid it in between her tits. She gripped her breasts hard around his cock, as he began to thrust through her cleavage.
The room grew hot with desire and anticipation, the air thick with the scent of arousal. Billy's strokes grew more urgent as Azzy's tits massaged his cock, her eyes locked on his as she whispered sweet nothings up at him, encouraging him on. She could feel the wetness growing between her legs, the challenge becoming less about charity and more about the raw, animalistic need to perform.
Billy threw his head back and groaned, as he fucked her tits, every inch of his cock on fire as it pistoned through her cleavage.
"You like that, don't you?" she murmured, her voice sultry and filled with power.
Billy's eyes snapped to hers, and he nodded, unable to form coherent words as she continued to work her magic. His hips rocked back and forth, his cock disappearing and reappearing between her breasts with each thrust. The camera zoomed in, capturing the glistening beads of precum that had formed at the tip of his cock, a testament to his growing arousal.
The tension in the room was palpable as Azzy pushed Billy closer and closer to the edge. She could feel the pressure building, his cock swelling even more in her grasp. With a final, desperate groan, he pulled back, his cock slipping from her breasts and pointing straight at her face.
"Here it comes, folks!" she exclaimed to the camera, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "The moment of truth!"
Billy's cock was now a deep shade of purple, and Azzy could feel the heat of his impending orgasm. She leaned back, opening her mouth wide as he stroked himself with renewed vigor. The camera zoomed in, focusing on the bead of precum that had formed at the tip of his cock, a silent promise of what was to come.
"Come on, Billy," she coaxed, her voice a sweet siren's call. "Give me your kids for the kids!"
With a final, powerful stroke, Billy released a hot, thick stream of cum that shot across Azzy's face, painting her with his essence. She giggled, the warmth of his semen a stark contrast to the coolness of the room. The camera captured every drop as it landed on her cheeks, her nose, and her lips, which she parted to catch the last of his offering.
"Wow, that was a lot," she gasped, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She looked up at Billy, who was panting heavily, his chest heaving with exertion. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice filled with genuine gratitude.
Billy leaned down and kissed her forehead, his cum-covered hand reaching for her cheek. "My pleasure, Az." he murmured before stepping back, allowing the next participant to take his place.
The second contestant, a shy, bespectacled gamer known as "CoderCummer," looked at her with a mix of awe and trepidation. His cock was already standing tall, and Azzy couldn't help but smile at his nervousness.
"Don't worry, sweetie," she assured him, "we're all here for a good cause."
CoderCummer's eyes widened behind his glasses as Azzy leaned in, her mouth open and eager. His cock twitched as she took him in, her tongue playing over his length with a gentle tease. He'd watched her videos countless times, but having her on her knees sucking him off was surreal. The room was hot, the air charged with anticipation as the camera rolled on, capturing every intimate moment.
"Remember, folks," Azzy murmured to the camera, "the more you donate, the more we can help. So keep those donations coming!" She winked before returning her full attention to CoderCummer's cock, taking him deeper into her mouth. His eyes rolled back, and he let out a low moan that reverberated through the quiet room.
Kassie, who was present behind the scenes, watching the live stream, couldn't believe the reaction. The chat was going wild with donations flying in. She watched with a mix of pride and anxiety as her friend took on the challenge with a passion that was both admirable and slightly terrifying.
CoderCummer's hands trembled as he held onto Azzy's head, guiding her movements. His cock was smaller than Billy's, but she treated it with the same enthusiasm, her eyes locked onto his the entire time. His face was a picture of pure ecstasy as she worked him with her mouth and hands.
"Oh, God, Azzy," he moaned, his voice shaky.
The intimacy of the moment was intoxicating, the camera a silent witness to their shared passion. As CoderCummer grew closer to his climax, Azzy felt a thrill of power. This was what she was born to do, to make a difference. She knew that every stroke, every suck was bringing them closer to their goal.
The seconds ticked by like hours, and CoderCummer's breath grew ragged. His hands tightened in her hair, his hips jerking slightly as he grew closer to his release. "I'm... I'm gonna cum," he stuttered, his voice strained with pleasure.
Azzy took his cock out of her mouth and started jerking him off, aiming his cock at her face.
"Give me every drop you have!" she urged, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
CoderCummer nodded, his face contorted in pleasure as took his cock from Azzy and jerked it off. His knees buckled slightly, and Azzy reached out to steady him, her grip firm yet gentle. The room was silent, save for the wet sounds of her hand gliding over his cock and his labored breathing.
"Come on, baby," she begged, her voice a seductive purr that seemed to coax his orgasm closer. "Give it to me. I need it!"
With a final, strangled cry, CoderCummer exploded, his cum shooting out and splattering across Azzy's face. She moaned in delight, the warmth of his release a stark contrast to the coolness of the room. The camera zoomed in, capturing the intricate patterns of semen from two men that now adorned her features.
"Thank you, CoderCummer," she whispered, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she licked her lips, savoring the taste. "You've just donated to a very good cause."
CoderCummer stumbled back, his legs wobbly as he tried to regain his composure. He was followed by the next participant, a confident and charismatic African-American man named "DominantDong." He was one of the internet celebrities who had eagerly signed up for the challenge, known for his flirtatious demeanor and his even more prodigious endowment.
"You're up, DominantDong!" Azzy said with a cheeky smile.
DominantDong strutted over with a cocky grin, his muscular body gleaming with excitement. "Ready to meet the biggest donor yet?" he quipped, his thick cock bobbing in the air.
"Oh, I think we're going to have a good time," Azzy purred, licking her cum-covered lips as she studied his massive cock. She took a deep breath and leaned in, her hands cupping his balls gently as she took the head into her mouth.
The camera zoomed in as she worked her mouth over him, her cheeks hollowing with each suck. His cock was the largest she had ever seen, and she knew that this would be the most intense part of the challenge. Yet, she was determined to make it look easy, to show her fans that she could handle anything.
DominantDong's eyes rolled back in his head as she took him deeper, his hands gripping her shoulders for support. "Fuck, baby," he murmured, his voice thick with pleasure. "That's... that's amazing."
The chat exploded with excitement, donations flooding in as viewers watched in awe. Kassie's heart raced as she monitored the stream's success, her eyes flicking between the screen and her friend. Despite the explicit nature of the content, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride for Azzy's willingness to push boundaries for a good cause.
DominantDong reached down and fondled Azzy's chest, pinching the nipples as she sucked and jerked him.
"I want to fuck them." he moaned, his voice deep and needy.
"Oh, I know you do," Azzy chuckled, her own desire building with each passing second. She leaned back, her tits jiggling as she offered them to him. "Let's make it count."
DominantDong didn't need a second invitation. He stepped closer, his cock sliding between her breasts with a wet sound. Azzy squeezed them around him, her eyes never leaving his as she began to bounce them up and down, her warm soft flesh pushed tight against his shaft.
The camera captured every movement, the sound of skin slapping skin as she worked him closer to his climax.
"You're going to make me cum so hard," he growled, his hips moving in sync with her bouncing tits.
"You're gonna give me a big fat donation?" Azzy teased, her voice dripping with sweet seduction as she squeezed her breasts even tighter around his cock. The room was alive with the sound of their bodies moving in rhythm, the anticipation building with every stroke.
DominantDong groaned, his eyes hooded with lust. "You bet, baby," he promised, his hands coming up to help her manage his size.
He pumped his cock harder and faster, his breaths coming in ragged gasps as he approached the edge. The room was a blur of motion and sound, the only constant the feel of his cock between her breasts. Her hands squeezed and released, her nipples brushing against him with every movement, sending a delicious shiver down her spine.
"Almost there," she murmured, her voice a siren's call that pushed him closer to the brink.
She took him back in her mouth, sucking and jerking him hard and fast, her hand a blur around his shaft. The tension built, the room a symphony of wet, guttural sounds and the occasional whispered encouragement from Azzy. His cock grew even larger, the veins standing out in stark relief as he approached climax. She could feel the throb of his pulse, the heat of his desire as he thrust into her mouth, his eyes squeezed shut with pleasure.
Finally, with a roar, he came, huge spurts of hot cum spraying her face, and spilling down her chest.
"Oh my god," she exclaimed, her face now a canvas of cum. She giggled, the thrill of the challenge not lost on her. "Thank you, DominantDong!" she said with a smile, wiping her face with the back of her hand.
The camera panned out to show the growing mess on the floor, a testament to the generosity of her donors. The chat was a blur of comments, donations pouring in like a digital flood. The smell of sex filled the room, a heady scent that made her even more aroused.
"I can't believe we're nearly halfway there," Azzy said to the camera, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "But we still have four more to go!"
The fourth contestant, a slim, tattooed gamer named "SpikeyMike," took his place in front of her. He looked slightly nervous but also incredibly aroused.
"Ready to make a splash for charity, Mike?" Azzy asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
He looked down at her cum covered face and chest, nodding eagerly. "Fuck yeah, Azzy," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.
SpikeyMike stepped closer, his cock standing at attention. It was average in size, but the excitement in his eyes was anything but. He was a fan, and the idea of participating in such an intimate challenge with her was a dream come true.
"Remember, folks," Azzy said to the camera "Every drop counts. Let's keep those donations rolling in!"
With renewed energy, she leaned in and took SpikeyMike's cock into her mouth. His tattoos rippled as he moaned with pleasure, his eyes never leaving hers. She knew how to handle a cock of every size, and she approached this one with the same enthusiasm. Her cheeks hollowed as she bobbed up and down, her hands gently cupping his balls.
The camera captured her every move, the sounds of sucking and slurping echoing through the room. The tension grew as she worked him closer to climax, her own excitement palpable. The challenge was no longer just about the charity; it was about her own endurance, her ability to give pleasure for a purpose.
SpikeyMike's breath grew ragged, and his grip on her head tightened as he fucked her face.
"Fuck, Azzy, This is amazing." he groaned, his hips thrusting in time with her movements.
Her eyes watered a bit as she took him deeper, but she didn't flinch. She loved the feeling of a cock in her mouth, loved the power she had to make a man feel like this. She knew he was close, his breath coming in short gasps, his thighs taut with the effort to hold back. She reached up and began to fondle his balls, rolling them gently in her hand.
"You're doing so good, baby," she whispered, her voice muffled by his cock. "You're gonna make a big donation, right?"
SpikeyMike nodded, his eyes glazed over with pleasure as he watched his cock disappear and reappear between her full lips. He had dreamed of this moment for so long, and now it was happening in front of the entire world.
"Oh, fuck, yes," he breathed, his voice strained. "I'm gonna cum all over that pretty face of yours."
With that, he pulled out of her mouth, his cock pulsing in her hand. She stroked him faster, watching the expression on his face, knowing he was on the edge.
"Cum for me, Mike," she whispered, her eyes never leaving his.
He didn't need much encouragement. With a guttural groan, SpikeyMike shot his load across her face, painting her with a series of thick ropes of cum. She leaned back, her cheeks shiny with his donation, and grinned up at him.
"Thank you, SpikeyMike," she said, her voice a sweet symphony of satisfaction. "That was a generous donation."
The fifth participant, a young and fit gym enthusiast named "VeinPopper," took his place with a cocky grin. His biceps bulged as he flexed, and his cock twitched in anticipation. He was known for his endurance, and Azzy was eager to see if he could live up to his name.
"Ready to pop off for charity?" she asked, her voice teasing.
"Hell yeah, I've been waiting for this," VeinPopper said with a smirk.
"Perfect," Azzy said, licking her cum-covered lips. "Let's make it count."
With that, she took his cock in her hand and began to stroke him, her movements slow and deliberate. His eyes rolled back in his head, and he let out a deep groan. Her other hand went to her mouth, teasing him with her tongue as she stared up at him with those seductive brown eyes.
"Let's see what you've got," she murmured, her voice a low, throaty purr that seemed to resonate through his body.
VeinPopper's grin grew wider as he watched her mouthwatering display. He stepped closer, his cock bobbing in the air, eager for her attention. Azzy took a deep breath and leaned in, her mouth wrapping around the head of his cock with a soft pop. He let out a hiss of pleasure, his hands reflexively reaching for her hair.
The camera zoomed in, capturing every stroke of her tongue and the way her cheeks hollowed as she took him deeper. VeinPopper's breathing grew heavier, his abs tightening with every suck. The room was a symphony of desire, the sounds of her mouth on his cock punctuating the air.
"Oh, that's incredible." he moaned, his eyes never leaving hers.
She took him in deep, her throat muscles working around his shaft as she bobbed her head in a rhythm that was both mesmerizing and erotic. The chat was on fire with donations, fans eager to see how much more she could handle.
"Fuck, Azzy," VeinPopper groaned, his voice tight with pleasure. "You're going to make me blow my load."
Her eyes danced with mischief as she looked up at him, her mouth still wrapped around his cock. "That's the idea," she murmured before taking him deeper, her throat muscles massaging him.
VeinPopper's hips jerked as she hit the back of her throat, a feat that made him feel like a king. His cock was thick and veiny, a challenge she took with gusto. She could feel him swelling in her mouth, his orgasm approaching like a freight train. Her hand worked in tandem with her mouth, stroking him as he fucked her face with increasing urgency.
"You're so good," he groaned, his grip tightening in her hair.
"Just a little more," she murmured, her eyes watering with the effort.
VeinPopper's cock was indeed a challenge, but Azzy was determined to conquer it. She had always loved pushing her limits, and this was no exception. She could feel the head of his cock hit the back of her throat, the pressure building as he grew closer to climax.
"You're doing amazing," she managed to say around his girth, her voice muffled by his cock. She took him out of her mouth, her cheeks hollowed and a string of saliva connecting her lips to his shaft. "But I think it's time for a change of pace."
With a wink, she leaned back, her breasts jiggling slightly from the exertion. "How about a titfuck?"
VeinPopper's eyes widened, and he nodded eagerly. Azzy positioned her tits, pressing them together to create a soft, warm valley for his cock to slide into. He took a moment to appreciate the view before positioning himself, his cock pointing straight at her smiling face.
"Here we go," she whispered, a hint of excitement in her voice.
VeinPopper took the plunge, pushing his cock between her breasts. The room was filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin as he began to fuck her tits, her nipples pointing upwards like two tiny pink peaks. The camera zoomed in on the intimate dance, capturing every moment of the titfuck.
Her eyes were glazed with lust as she watched him, her own arousal growing with each stroke. She could feel the heat of his cock, the slickness of the cum from the previous contestants mixing with the sweat of their efforts. It was a heady combination that had her pussy throbbing in anticipation.
"Fuck, Azzy," VeinPopper groaned, his eyes locked on her tits as they bounced around his shaft. "This is... fuck, this is heaven."
"I'm so glad you're enjoying it," she said with a breathless giggle, her voice thick with desire. She squeezed her breasts together tighter, the friction against his cock increasing as she watched him lose control. The room was hot, the scent of sex heavy in the air, and her own arousal was reaching a fever pitch.
The camera captured the sheen of sweat on VeinPopper's abs as he worked himself closer to his climax. His eyes never left hers, the connection between them as intense as the act itself. The tension grew, the only sounds in the room their labored breathing and the wet slap of her breasts against his shaft.
"I'm gonna cum," he warned, his voice a deep rumble.
"I know, baby," she whispered, her eyes shining with anticipation. "Give it to me."
VeinPopper didn't need any more encouragement. With a final, powerful thrust, he erupted, his cum spurting out and coating her face and her, hair sticking to her skin as the hot fluid dripped down. She moaned in satisfaction, her eyes never leaving his as she felt the warmth cover her.
"Thank you, VeinPopper," she whispered, her voice a sweet symphony of satisfaction. "That was a very generous donation."
Azzy's face, hair and chest were covered in sperm, and she was sure she looked like a mess, but she didn't care. There were still two men left in the challenge, and she was determined to take their loads as well.
The sixth participant, "BigDaddy," was a well-known figure in the gaming community. He was older, with a silver beard and a bit of a belly, but his cock was anything but soft. It was thick and long, a beast that Azzy knew would challenge her, but she was more than ready for it.
"Hey there, big boy." she cooed, leaning in and giving his cock a little kiss "Ready to make a donation?"
BigDaddy chuckled, his eyes lighting up. "You bet your sweet ass I am."
He stepped closer, his cock standing proud and thick. Azzy took a moment to appreciate the size before wrapping her hand around it and giving it a gentle squeeze. She knew that with his experience, he would be looking for something more than just a quick release.
"Let's make this one count," she whispered, her voice dripping with seductive intent.
BigDaddy's eyes twinkled with excitement as she began to stroke him slowly, her movements deliberate and tantalizing. She leaned in, her warm breath ghosting over his cock, making him shiver with anticipation. The camera hovered close, capturing every moment of their intimate dance.
"Mmm, you're so big," she murmured, her voice a soft purr that seemed to resonate through his body. "But I think I can handle you."
With a wink, she took him into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing as she took him in deep. BigDaddy groaned, his hands cupping her breasts, his thumbs flicking her nipples as she sucked him off. The camera zoomed in, capturing the way her lips stretched around his girth, the way she used her tongue to tease and torment him.
The room was alive with the sounds of his moans and the wet smack of her mouth on his cock. She knew how to handle a man like him, to build the tension until it was almost unbearable.
BigDaddy's hands tightened on her breasts, his thumbs playing with her nipples as she tried to deep-throat him. He was enjoying the show, his hips bucking slightly as she worked her magic.
"Oh, fuck," he groaned, his voice low and gruff.
She could feel his cock swelling, his excitement building with each stroke of her tongue. The heat of his cock was palpable, a promise of the explosion to come. She pulled back, her lips popping off his cock with a wet sound.
"I want you to fuck my tits." she urged, her eyes shining with desire.
BigDaddy didn't need to be told twice. He stepped closer, his cock hovering over her chest as she squeezed her breasts together, creating a warm, inviting tunnel for him to slide into. He groaned as he pushed himself between her tits, the friction exquisite. The camera focused on the way her breasts jiggled with each thrust, the wet sounds of skin on skin echoing through the room.
"Oh, fuck, Azzy," he moaned, his eyes locked onto her face as he began to fuck her tits. "This is fucking amazing."
Azzy's eyes sparkled with excitement as she watched BigDaddy lose himself in the moment, his cock disappearing between her breasts only to reappear, glistening with her saliva. She knew exactly how to tease him, how to keep him on the edge until he couldn't hold back any longer. She licked the head of his cock when it popped through her cleavage, driving him wild.
"You like that?" she murmured, her voice a siren's call.
"Fuck yes," BigDaddy grunted, his hips moving faster.
The tension grew, the air thick with lust as Azzy's tongue and tits worked in unison. Her breathing grew heavier, her chest rising and falling with each pump of her breasts around his cock. The sight was almost too much for the viewers to handle, their donations flying in like a storm of digital currency.
"I'm going to cum," BigDaddy rumbled, his voice a mix of pleasure and disbelief.
"Do it," Azzy urged, her voice a seductive whisper. "Give me your best shot."
BigDaddy's eyes rolled back, and with a guttural groan, he came, spurts of cum flying out and splattering across her face. She kept her eyes on him, never breaking the connection, as he emptied himself onto her, his seed dripping onto her chest.
"Oh, wow," he panted, his chest heaving.
"Thank you, BigDaddy," she said with a smile, her face a sticky mess. "Your donation is much appreciated."
The chat went wild with excitement as the last participant, "SexySniper," took his place. He was a lean, muscular gamer with a mischievous smile and a cock that was already rock-hard. Azzy wiped the cum from her eyes and turned to face him.
"You're the final donor for today," she said, her voice thick with the promise of pleasure. "Ready to leave your mark?"
SexySniper nodded, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "I've been waiting for this," he murmured, his cock bobbing slightly with anticipation.
"Good," Azzy said, her own excitement building. "Because I'm hoping you have a big donation for me."
SexySniper stepped closer, his cock standing tall and proud. He was younger than the other participants, and his excitement was palpable. Azzy knew that she had to give her all for this final act. She took a deep breath and leaned in, wrapping her soft, wet lips around the head of his cock. He gasped, his eyes closing in pleasure as she began to suck him off.
Her mouth moved up and down his shaft with a skill that was both mesmerizing and erotic. SexySniper's hands tangled in her hair, guiding her movements, his hips thrusting gently as he lost himself in the sensation. The camera hovered around them, capturing every moment of their intimate dance. The live chat was a blur of donations and comments, the excitement reaching a crescendo.
As SexySniper grew closer to climax, Azzy's eyes never left his, her own desire reflected in their depths. She knew how to read a man's body, to understand when he was on the edge, and she used that knowledge to her advantage. She reached up, her hand wrapping around his shaft, her thumb rubbing the sensitive spot just beneath the head.
His breath hitched, and she knew she had him. She quickened her pace, her tongue swirling around the tip of his cock as she took him deeper into her mouth. The wet sounds of her sucking filled the room, mingling with his gasps of pleasure. She could feel the tension building in his thighs, the way his abs tightened as he approached the point of no return.
Suddenly, SexySniper pulled away, his cock glistening with her saliva. "I want to fuck your tits," he panted, his voice strained with need.
Azzy's smile grew wider as she re-positioned herself on her knees, her breasts pushed together, creating a perfect valley for his cock to slide into. "I was hoping you'd say that," she purred.
SexySniper didn't waste any time. He stepped closer, his cock pointing straight at her face, and slid it between her tits. The room was thick with the scent of sex, the air charged with excitement as the final act of the Cumshot Challenge Marathon unfolded. Azzy's hands caressed his thighs, her nails lightly scratching his skin as she watched him fuck her breasts.
The camera captured every moment, the friction of his cock against her skin, the way her nipples stiffened with each thrust. The live chat was a cacophony of donations and cheers, the audience eager to see the grand finale. SexySniper's eyes never left hers, the connection between them intense and unbreakable as he approached climax.
"Oh shit, I'm close!'" he moaned, his voice strained and desperate.
"That's it," Azzy encouraged, her voice breathless as she watched his cock disappear and reappear with each pump of her breasts. "Cum for me, SexySniper. Give me your donation."
Her words seemed to push him over the edge. With a final, powerful thrust, SexySniper erupted, his cum spraying across her face. She moaned in satisfaction, feeling the warmth of his release as it coated her. The camera caught every drop, the evidence of their shared passion on full display.
The live chat was ablaze with excitement as the final donation was made. Azzy looked up at SexySniper, her eyes glazed with lust and satisfaction. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice a seductive purr. There was a round of applause and cheers from the crew and participants as he stepped away. Azzy smiled and blushed a little, before turning to the camera, addressing those that were watching.
"And that, my friends, was the Cumshot Challenge Marathon," she announced, her voice a bit hoarse from all the moaning and talking. "I hope we've raised an amazing amount of money for a truly wonderful cause. Thank you to all my fans for your generosity and to our amazing participants for being so... charitable."
The room was filled with the sound of applause and cheers, the energy palpable. Despite the exhaustion, Azzy felt a sense of accomplishment. She had pushed herself to her limits, and she had done it all for the children who needed it most.
Kassie came over to her with a towel, and handed it to her.
"Babe, that was amazing." she said, her voice filled with pride and admiration. "I'd kiss you, but you're a fucking mess right now.!"
"I'll bet! How much did we make?" Azzy laughed, and wrapped the towel around.
"So far? Around $400,000. But the donations are still coming in." Kassie beamed, checking the live counter on her phone.
"Holy shit," Azzy breathed, her chest heaving from exertion. "I can't believe it."
"That's just from the live stream too." Kassie said "Once we repost it on that new OF of yours, I'd expect more."
The realization hit Azzy like a ton of bricks, and she felt a mix of pride and exhaustion. "I can't wait to see the final count," she murmured, standing up unsteadily.
Kassie took her hand, helping her to her feet. "You were incredible," she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "And you did it all for a great cause."
They shared a moment, the gravity of what they had just accomplished setting in. The room was a flurry of activity as the crew packed up and the participants started to leave, all of them exchanging congratulations and slaps on the back. The energy was high, the air thick with the musk of sex and the sweet scent of success.
"I need to grab a shower." Azzy said, her voice still a little raspy. "This is going to take a while to wash off."
"You've earned it," Kassie said with a laugh, leading her to the bathroom.
A week later they talked on a video call to discuss the live stream, video and the fallout from the Cumshot Challenge Marathon.
"Can you believe it, Kassie?" Azzy said, her voice filled with excitement. "We've raised over a million dollars for the charity!"
Kassie's smile was wide as she nodded enthusiastically. "It's incredible, Az. You're a fucking legend."
"Thanks, Kass." Azzy said, her cheeks flushing with the compliment. "But it was all of us. The guys were amazing too."
"True," Kassie conceded. "But you were the star of the show. You handled that like a pro, babe."
Azzy couldn't argue with that. The past week had been a whirlwind of media attention, donation updates, and planning for the next phase of their charity campaign. The Cumshot Challenge Marathon had gone viral, raising not just money but also awareness for blindness in Third World countries.
"I hate to ask this but, how did it go down at home?" Kassie leaned in, her curiosity piqued.
"Well, let's just say my family is shocked, to say the least." Azzy replied with a laugh, her eyes glinting with mischief. "My mom keeps asking if I'm okay, like I just ran a marathon or something."
"How about your dad?" Kassie asked.
"Not thrilled, not thrilled. I'm not sure it has sunk in with him yet." Azzy shrugged, her expression a mix of amusement and exasperation. "But, he gets that it was for a good cause. That's the main thing."
"They didn't watch it though?" Kassie asked, her eyebrows shooting up.
"Absolutely not!" Azzy laughed, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "They really don't want to know what I did! I'm sure they'll find out eventually. You know, the internet and all."
They chuckled together, the tension of the event now just a memory.
"How are you feeling a week after it?" Kassie asked, curious to know what her friend thought.
"Honestly, Kass, I'm on cloud nine," Azzy said, her eyes bright with excitement. "It was intense, insane, but it was worth it. And the support from the community has been overwhelming."
"I was going to ask, how have your fans been?" Kassie nodded, sipping on her drink.
"They're amazing," Azzy said, her voice filled with genuine affection. "Some are shocked, some are proud, but everyone's been incredibly supportive. The comments, the messages... it's just..." She trailed off, her eyes misting over with gratitude.
Kassie leaned in closer, her expression softening. "You know, I was a bit worried about how it would affect your reputation, but it seems like it's only made you more popular."
"You know, that made me a little reluctant to do it. That it would affect my reputation, or that people would be incredibly negative about it. But most people have been supportive. Of course, some assholes think it's disgusting or slutty or whatever. But I know deep down it's not." Azzy replied, her gaze thoughtful.
"So would you do it again?" Kassie asked.
Azzy took a deep breath, her eyes reflecting the whirlwind of emotions she had felt that day. "I don't know," she admitted, her voice a mix of exhaustion and exhilaration. "It was a once-in-a-lifetime thing. But if it could help raise more money..."
"Well, if you ever do decide to do something like that again, you know I've got your back," Kassie said firmly. "And maybe we could come up with some more... creative challenges."
"Maybe you could join me next time, Kass." Azzy winked, biting her lip.
Kassie's eyes went wide. "Me? Do something like that?"
"Why not?" Azzy challenged, her smile playful. "The audience would love it. The two of us together doing that would be box office."
Kassie blushed, considering the possibility. "Well, I'm not saying no but..."
"But what?" Azzy prodded, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
"Let's change the subject." Kassie cleared her throat, her cheeks still flushed.
"Tease." Azzy giggled.
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