Stud Clara and Sissy Missy Ch. 02

This is the second of four parts (so far) with a fifth being written.

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"Come on, you can do better than that!" said Clara as she looked to her webcam. The chat was going crazy. Some were even saying this was AI, but they had been saying that since they started this endeavor. The rest were waiting for the show to start, and for Clara to be satisfied with their donations.

"Hmm... I don't know... Missy? Do you think they've gifted us enough?" asked the domme and she reached down and cupped her sub's chin. Both were wearing latex hoods with holes for their eyes, mouths and hair, but they could still tell that Missy was an absolute doll. And Clara's desire for anonymity did nothing to hide the fact that she was packing and her little sissy was caged. They were TheStudAndTheSissy and they were currently the most popular cam duo on the internet.

"I dunno... is that enough to buy those shoes I want?" pouted Missy. Clara had to remember to stop asking her questions that involved numbers. She could practically see the gears turning behind her sissy's ditzy little eyes, making her more and more confused.

"Yes, it's enough" she smiled, smacking Missy's rump through her pink panties. She was done up in her best lingerie, and Clara was totally nude. Missy was something to be looked at, to be oogled and revealed. Clara's hotness, on the other hand, was mainly functional. They paid for her to put her meat to work, so there was no need for a striptease. They just needed to get to it.

"Bed. Now" she said firmly as Missy squealed. She jumped onto their mattress and crawled about so that she was facing her wife as the comment rolled in.

"Show us the plug!"

"Take off the cage!"

"Show us her rack!"

Clara snickered. "America wants to see your boobs, Missy. Don't disappoint them."

Missy giggled and reached back, deftly working her bra straps despite her absurdly long nails and unhooking it. She let it fall, pushing her chest up slightly so that the webcam had a good view of her jiggling assets. It was all a game to her, and Clara had to wonder if she had any idea just how popular they had become. She had been giving her some upgraded hypnosis since the extra money from camming came in. Hopefully she wasn't overdoing them.

"Hmm... what should we do tonight?" mused Clara, taking slow steps towards the bed and making her massive member swing back and forth with each deliberate strut. "How about a blowjob? It's been a few days since we went all out with one of those."

"Alright!" beamed her sissy. Clara leaned down and tousled her blonde hair.

SMACK.

She swung her member and slapped it against the right side of Missy's face.

SMACK.

And then the left.

"Ask nicely."

Missy looked up with her big eyes and batted her eyelashes. "May I pretty pretty please blow you, Mommy? I know I'm very good at it and I want to make you extra special happy tonight."

"Well, who am I to say no to that..." said Clara as she let Missy take her in her soft and slender hands. She spit out a large glob of saliva on the tip and began to rub it in, needing both hands to get it nice and slick as they worked their way up, down and around the hefty piece of meat before her.

Clara moaned slightly and leaked out, so Missy quickly leaned in and lapped it up before it dripped off. She couldn't let any precious seed go to waste, after all. That lick led to her swirling her tongue on the tip, licking the shaft up and down like a lollipop until it was practically glistening in her saliva and Clara's leakage.

Clara couldn't help but think back to her boyfriend Darren, who had to be convinced and cajoled into eating Clara out as though she were asking him to pull out his own teeth. Of course he expected blowjobs though. It was Clara's "responsibility" to please her man, even if he wasn't pleasing her.

She chuckled to herself.

"What's so funny, Mommy?" asked Missy as she finished licking up.

"Nothing, dear. I was just wondering what your favorite part of blowing me is?"

Missy tilted her head as if she were trying to figure out the most complex question she'd ever contemplated before tittering to herself.

"The taste. If I could eat nothing but your yummy spermies, I would" she smiled.

Clara smiled.

"Good girl. Now... open wide."

Missy formed her mouth into a great big O as Clara reached down to grab her member. A bit of maneuvering later, and her tip was on Missy's tongue. She reached down and put a hand on either side of Missy's head, gently grasping it as though it were the most precious thing in the entire world, and then bucked forward.

She pushed with the force of a jackhammer, and slid it all the way down Missy's well trained throat. Her balls rested on the sissy's chin as her neck bulged with the heft of the massive member all the way down her throat.

"No way!"

"No one can deepthroat that thing!"

"This is so hot!"

Clara smiled at the chat and then slowly drew back, her member feeling every ridiculous inch of Missy's wet, clinging throat. It was like the best fleshlight ever invented, all warm and gooey with a combination of Missy and Clara's fluids.

She pulled back until Missy could breathe for a second and then shoved it back in, starting a rhythm of increasing speed and intensity. Money was rolling in from the viewers. Missy reached down and cupped her own breasts in satisfaction. Clara gave up all fear and inhibitions. Her sissy had done this before. There was no sense being gentle.

So she slammed in and out of her throat in a blur of meat and muscle. She bucked and pistoned in so fast that the saliva began to splash out in little rivulets on the bed. It was the best facefuck a stud could ever ask for. And she could have it whenever she wanted. For the audience though, it was something insane, something they'd pay anything to see. It was absurd. It was something they could only explain as AI... or as the luckiest stud on the entire planet.

It went on for three or four minutes as Clara's grunts and groans took on a music all their own, and then reached its final crescendo. She was close. It was coming...

So she pulled back and shot rope, after rope, after rope into Missy's face, covering the pink latex as her sissy desperately tried to get it all in her mouth. When she finished, her sissy was properly glazed, collecting the seed with her hands and licking it off her palms. She wanted her meal.

"Missy... do that on camera" said Clara, utterly spent as she made her way over to her chair and sat down in front of the monitor. Missy giggled and pranced over, sitting on her lap and swallowing all the sperm in closeup.

As she savored it, Clara answered chat questions. She plugged their Onlyfans. She even got an offer for a $500 donation if she did a private chat. So she told her simps to wait and created a room for their big spender, typing up "Hey" as her sissy finished cleaning the white off her.

"Hey" came the reply. Wow, someone was making the most of their 500.

"What did you want to talk about?"

Clara watched the three dots at the bottom of the screen, waiting for them to finish their typing as Missy played with her own chest. Finally, the message came.

"I want to talk to you about what you did to Darren."

Clara's blood ran cold. Whoever was on the other side of this chat must have seen the color draining from the stud's face, because they didn't wait for them to type up a response of their own. They just sent:

"This is his stepsister. We need to talk."