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Obsessed

OF!Mel x Special Viewer Sevika

Content: modern AU; OnlyFans model Mel; Sevika is a special patron; I kinda proofread this but I kinda didn't

CW: smut, video sex, video recording sex, slight dubious consent towards the end, strap use

Special Viewer Sevika who doesn't usually like to pay for sexual attention, she's used to getting it for free. But after browsing through Twitter porn accounts, she couldn't help but be captivated by a beautiful dark-skinned model with gold accented tattoos. Her three second videos on the site weren't enough, Sevika needed more. One day, she bit the bullet and downloaded OF, finding and following the model immediately.

OF Mel who was kicked out at a young age, so had to turn somewhere for a steady income. She hated the idea of people touching her. Looking, however, was a different story. She's been in the game for years now. She's adapted to many trends and spikes and falls within the industry. There is no part of her that feels ashamed for her work, she's in her bag.

Special Viewer Sevika who discovered the special patron feature on Mel's page. The package includes one on one video calls with Mel, monthly specially wrapped packages, and exclusive videos made just for the patron. Against her better judgement, she purchases the package.

OF Mel who immediately notices a new special patron on her page: Sev368. She pays no mind at first, thinking this client is going to be like everyone else.

Special Viewer Sevika who, after months of subscribing as a special patron, has finally decided to request a private video call.

OF Mel who didn't expect someone like Sevika to appear on the video call.

"Oh wow", Mel gasps.

"Is there a problem?" despite Sevika's stoic expression, she feels completely embarrassed by the nature of this interaction. One wrong word out of the model's mouth may cause Sevika to end the call.

"Uh...n-no! Not at all, it's just...", Mel isn't the one to stammer, especially when it comes to chatting with her clients. But the fact that a woman with this kind of beauty is willing to PAY to see her naked makes her brain reboot. "...I don't really get people like you as a patron."

Sevika hums, ignoring the way her heart drops at Mel's words. "So how does this work?"

Suddenly, Mel remembers her well-practiced routine. "Right, so (clears throat) I'll dance for you and--"

"I'm not really into dancing."

"Okay...", Mel has never had a client...decline...dancing? "Well, what are you into?"

The women sit in silence while Sevika thinks. "Get on the floor."

Mel's cam is perched high on a ring light system, allowing the viewer a full body view of Mel. Following Sevika's orders, she removes her phone from the ring light and sets herself up on the floor, tucking her feet under her ass. She tilts her head slightly to the side, waiting for Sevika's next command.

"Keep the camera there and lay down on your back."

Mel, again, does as she's told.

"You gotta spread your legs, doll."

Mel opens her legs in front of the camera, revealing her now soaked panties. This feeling confuses her. Her job allows her to be in control her own content and body. So, why is she allowing this random client to dictate her every move? Moreover, why is she enjoying it?

While Sevika still feels mild embarrassment over the situation she found herself that the full view of Mel's drenched privates has done wonders for her confidence.

"You wet for me, baby?"

"Surprisingly, yes", Sevika can hear the smile in Mel's voice. The model reaches to touch herself through her panties, moaning loudly to purposely arouse Sevika.

It works. "It's okay, doll. Lemme see you play with yourself."

Mel slips off her soaked underwear, making a show out of teasing herself before giving in to the pleasure. Sevika watches as manicured nails roughly rubs at a clit she wishes she were touching.

OF Mel who spends more time with Sevika than any other patron. She will clear out and cancel previously established appointments as to not miss a virtual date with the beautiful butch. One day, she gives in to her deepest desire and dm's Sevika her personal phone number.

Special Viewer Sevika who eagerly saves Mel's number into her phone, but waits 24 hours before calling her. Don't wanna seem desperate, you know?

She totally is.

"I'm fucking obsessed with you, doll", Sevika whispers one day over a video call with her model. Deciding that she makes enough money from her other patrons, she completely waived Sevika's charge for video calls. "Call it a special client discount", she winked. Now Sevika's watching as Mel takes an 8-inch silicone while stroking her clit with a vibrator. Mel is too overwhelmed to answer her lover.

“I wanna see you baby. In person,” a private thought that Sevika lets slip through her teeth.

Mel ceases her stroking to smile at the camera. The smile of a woman who fucked herself dumb for an hour straight with the toys bought by her favorite patron. “I would love that.”

OF Mel and Special Viewer Sevika who live more than a thousand miles apart from one another. After days of planning, they decide to meet in the middle in a bustling city. Sevika purchases the plane tickets while Mel plans a four day itinerary in the city. “If we’re going to see each other, why not make it an adventure.”

Special Viewer Sevika who realizes that her obsession with this model has reached its tipping point. She hardly knows anything about her, yet she’s willingly going to spend four days with her in a random city far from home? She’s too far gone, she knows it. But a big part of her does not care.

OF Mel who is skeptical about meeting with Sevika, and further isolating herself in a hotel room with her while being 500 miles away from home. She’s attempted relationships before, they’ve never gone well. Half of her exes wanted her to quit her only stream of income while the other half treated her like their personal prostitute. Strangely, though, Mel trusted Sevika. Plus, “it was only a meet up. If things don’t work out, we can always part ways.”

Special Viewer Sevika whose brain short circuits when she sees Mel in person at the airport. She's taller than she expected, but she still barely reaches Sevika's chin. Her tattoos are a lot more vibrant in life than they are in video, the bright gold starkly contrasts her dark brown skin. It’s angelic. She notices how her strides are long and confident, pulling stares from almost every person in the area. Sevika’s skin grows goosebumps when she hears Mel call her name. Her voice smooth as velvet sans video filter. She realizes that her need for Mel is comparable to her need for water.

OF Mel who cannot stop staring at the tall, muscular butch in front of her. She’s immediately obsessed with the way Sevika fills any room she’s in. Her aura, not just her stature, commands the attention of everyone within a 10 feet radius of her. Her short hair in a half up half down style; her bulging muscles peaking through her long sleeves and joggers; her large breasts and wide hips; her sharp jawline; everything about her represents the perfect mixture of femininity and masculinity that Mel immediately becomes obsessed with. The women are not officially dating, but nobody else around them knows that. Mel loves how the wondering gaze of strangers immediately snaps away when they see Sevika standing beside her. It turns her on to no end. Mel knows she must have Sevika.

OF Mel who is surprised that they don't hook up on the first night in the hotel. After a beautiful dinner at a rooftop restaurant, the women returned to the hotel and started... talking. Like having a genuine conversation about one another's lives: what they do for work, what they do for fun, their interests, their dislikes, their friends, their family, their exes. How Sevika lost her arm; how Mel became estranged from her family. Eventually, they fall asleep in one another's arms with a plotless movie playing in the background. Mel awakes to Sevika's sleeping face. Facial features sharp but relaxed. Against Mel's will, her brain begins to conjure up a future with her.

Special Patron Sevika who wanted to know everything about Mel: the good, the bad, the ugly, the beautiful. She realizes halfway through the night that she's become infatuated with the little things about Mel. Sevika has never been the one to crack jokes, but she found herself becoming a world-renowned comedian, just so she could hear Mel's laugh. She adores the way the model's eyes sparkle when she sees something sweet or something shiny or something sparkly. Although Sevika knows she makes way less money than Mel, she is willing to empty her pockets just to see Mel smile. The next morning, Sevika initially wakes up earlier than Mel. But upon seeing the smaller womans head buried in her neck, long eyelashes lightly dusting her plump cheeks, Sevika decides that a few more hours wouldn't hurt.

OF Mel and Special Patron Sevika who can't wait to fuck each other.

It's the third night of their four-day trip. The sexual tension between the two was burning for three days straight until it finally exploded into a ferocious make out session. In the small hallway of their hotel room, Sevika pins Mel to the wall by lifting her by her thighs. Mel's legs, which are wrapped around Sevika's waist, tighten as the bigger woman kisses and bites down her cheeks and neck. Sevika begins sucking at Mel's throat, pulling moans that were far different from the ones in her videos. These moans were gutteral; caused from sexual yearning rather than false performance.

"Please give it to me, please, please, please," Mel has never been the one to beg, but she doesn't think she can make another night without Sevika on top of her.

Sevika answers with a moan as she makes her presence known on the surface of Mel's neck. From this position, she easily accesses Mel's heat, wrapping her harm around her ass to finger her cunt.

Mel gasps in surprise. "God, you're so strong." She's so touched starved she could come right there, but Sevika doesn't allow it. She moves both of them to the king sized bed, gently placing her princess on the virgin white sheets. From there Mel watches as the muscular woman undresses. Pulling off her shirt first before unbuckling her trousers. The sight makes Mel's hole clench and her clit throb in anticipation. Then, out of nowhere, she gets a sinister idea.

Quickly reaching into her gold, diamond studded bag, she pulls out her phone and opens the camera app. She presses the little red record button and drunkenly says,"smiiiiiiile."

Sevika looks up at the camera and smirks. "You tryin to pimp me out, princess?"

"No, no one else will see this. But a beauty like you can't avoid the camera for long."

"Well in that case...", Sevika snatches the camera from Mel's hand. Maybe Mel is too drunk to remember, but she doesn't recall Sevika putting on strap. But there it was, in all its length and girth, filling up her field of vision. Sevika points the camera down towards Mel. She lifts her hand to her cheek, guiding her lips to the tip of the strap. '"Open."

Mel obeys, moisturizing the strap with her saliva. Sevika thrusts the strap further into her mouth, causing both women to moan. "Look up at the camera, doll." Sevika watches as Mel's ivy green eyes flicker up towards the camera, tears collecting at the edges of her eyelashes. "There's a good girl. Get it all wet for me, it's going in you next."

Mel groans as the strap fills her mouth, forcing her to lower her jaw to an uncomfortable range to compensate for the girth. Sevika pulls her off the plastic length. "Smile." The princess smiles at the camera, streams of saliva running down her chin. "So damn beautiful."

Using one hand on Mel's arm, Sevika flips the smaller woman on her back. "Arch it for me, baby. Like you do in the videos." Mel happily obeys. Her arch, to Sevika's pleasure, is comparable to that of a stretching cat. Sevika turns on the phone flashlight while still recording. "Look at that."

"Do you like what you see," Mel coos.

"Love it," Sevika slowly inserts the length into Mel's exposed cunt. Mel lurches forward, but the stronger woman above her pulls her back by the waist and tuts. "You can take all of it, baby."

Can she? Mel hasn't had genuine sex in so long that Sevika's strap feels like the first time she had sex. She grips the sheets as Sevika buries her cock deeper and deeper into her core, hitting spots she forgot she had.

"mmf--ah--mmm-mm-fuck", Mel can barely form a coherent sentence as Sevika's punishment on her pussy increases in speed. She suddenly remembers that she's being recorded and reaches one arm back to smack the phone out of Sevika's hand, who doesn't take too kindly to that action.

Sevika grabs both of Mel's wrists and pins them to her back, deepening her arch. "Camera shy, all of a sudden?" Her thrusts do not let up, instead, she pumps her cock impossibly faster into Mel's cunt. "What if I posted you everywhere? Huh? What if I exposed you for the slut you were? Would you like that?" Mel wants to scream from how good Sevika's dick feels. A familiar feeling begins to pool within her stomach, and from the sloppiness of Sevika's thrusts, she can tell that she is also close.

"Goddamn, you look so good", Sevika huffs. "Too good to keep private. I'm gonna show everybody, baby. I'm gonna show everybody how good your pussy is. Do you want that?"

Mel continues to gasp and slur incoherently, feeling her orgasm about to spill over. Sevika grunts.

"Huh? Talk to me, doll. Say no if you don't want it."

With that, Mel's orgasm spills over like an overfilled bucket. Causing her to shake and her legs to grow weak. She buries her head into the mattress, damn near screaming as Sevika rides out her peak.

"There's a good girl, give me what I want."

Mel drools as Sevika continues to pump into her overused pussy, smiling as she nears her own orgasm.

"Something funny?" Mel stops smiling and bites her lower lip. "God, you're so fucking good--" With a final thrust, Sevika reaches her orgasm. She stops recording, pulls out the strap, then leans forward to kiss Mel's heated ear and cheek.

Mel hums sweetly. "How about a little break, then round two."

Sevika smiles and kisses Mel along her back. "I would love that."

The women fuck for hours. Although they are too tired for aftercare by the end of the night, they still wrap themselves up in one another's arms, blissfully forgetting that tomorrow is their last night in the city together.

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