#tw.solo play

[mulberrysilk]

iwa-chan discovering his crush is a cam girl gets chosen randomly to control her for a session, he chooses a machine and controls her as he watch and stroke himself on her squirming form from his monitor

Dirty Litte Secret

Iwaizumi Hajime x f!reader

tw:.camgirl +.soloplay + masturbation + use of adult toys

Characters are aged up.

words: 1.5k

a/n :Oof , I just 🥺😭 yes. This was hot omggg and I sorta got carried away and even made those fake texts thingies for extra spice

Everyone had a little dirty secret.

And this one was his.

One bored night with the need of release, he found himself on one of those websites, specifically the one were pretty girls communicated with their audience and touched themselves in front of them. It took him awhile to find one he liked, quite a while he thought his hard on was going to disappear but when he came across a specific one, where the voice was one that was so familiar, his breath hitched.

There was no way, he told himself. There was no way that same sweet soft spoken voice that he loved to hear on the daily could belong to the girl on the screen. The girl whose back was facing the camera, naked with only the cutest pair of thigh high stockings  with ribbons on the hem and hips sensually rolling on a dildo.

“Fuck...” Iwaizumi muttered, sitting up on his chair and leaning forward to have a better look at the cam girl that finally caught his eye. His eyes were wide and his pupils were blown with lust, his eyes drinking in the very much naked body of his crush.

He scoffed a little. Was this how you could afford to treat your friends to cafes? Was this how you could afford that pretty little satchel bag from Dior or pay for you tuition fees? Or were they gifts from the one thousand viewers or more who were also watching you ride a girthy pink dildo?

And when his trial minutes had expired, he immediately bought a subscription to your channel.

“Mhm...” you hummed with delight, your eyes glancing at your phone screen that lit up with the notification of a new subscriber. And when you threw your hair over one shoulder to give the camera up it side profile, Iwaizumi squeezed his cock, gliding up and down slowly to the same space your hips bounced on the dildo. “Thank you for the subscription.”

You leaned forward a little more, arching your back to give the audience a better view of your pussy split around the girth of the the lucky toy that disappeared in and out of your pussy, your slick coating the silicone.

And that was the beginning of his addiction to you whenever he sought for release. His go to pornogrpahic visuals to cum to.

Iwaizumi tipped you the most, even sent you gifts under his pen name. And when he saw you wearing the new lingerie set he bought for you in one of your streams and thanking him for the pretty fit that he knew you would like, he would already be palming himself in his sweats.

He wondered if his friends knew you did this on the side.

Their precious highschool friend now in college doing something so obscene and very much out of character from the sweet, spunky girl they knew, but to Iwaizumi this was a gem, a service that he never knew he needed.  

And today was one of his luckiest days, he had won the little competition to be able to choose the next toy you’d play with.

“So, he sent over the toy yesterday and I have to say, he surprised me,” you giggled, wearing the outfit he requested. An outfit that was similar to your highschool’s old uniform, but skimpier.

Your eyes looked directly at the camera as you smiled. It was as if you were really looking at him and only him, even when he was all the way in California.

“You’re real sneaky and smart to choose a toy that you can control from where you are. I’m excited and I promise to be a good girl,” you winked before giving a little strip tease, the comments going wild as you removed each piece of fabric til you were left in nothing but the short skirt and white thighs highs.

Iwaizumi groaned when you settled yourself on all fours, your little beige plaid skirt rising up to reveal your bare  ass, your cunt dripping with your slick having prepared and relaxed your body enough for him to play with. He knew this wasn’t the right way to fulfil the fantasies he had of you. You were just supposed to be a high school crush. Not an obsession or a thought when he daydreamed of having a relationship. Maybe he should’ve said something back then. Would he’d have a chance then?

Slowly, you pushed your hips back, biting your lip as the dildo connected to the machine split your lower lips  apart and slipped inside your walls, filling you up just as good as a real cock would...expect it lacked that human warmth. Nonetheless, it was good.

Iwaizumi gripped his cock in one hand and the other held the remote that would control the machine on his end, he imagined it was him that you were sinking your pretty pink cunt on.

A little surprised yelp slipped past your lips when he pressed the button to start it up, the machine coming to life and beginning to slowly thrust in and out of you. You whined at the feeling, thanking your follower silently at his gift and idea. It almost felt like the real deal. It made you try to remember the last time you have had hooked up with anyone, and with the cam girl persona you took up when you started college to pay for the bills, you really didn’t look for a hook up.

Iwaizumi on the other end, eyes on your glistening core, dialled the machine a little higher, the speed increasing causing a beautiful moan to vibrate through your vocal cords.

It was slightly embarrassing to be dripping this wet but you knew your viewers found your arousal enticing, and with  the specific follower who has been spoiling you lately who somehow knew all the things you like but was very respectful, you didn’t want to disappoint. And you couldn’t shake the feeling of familiarity with their letters and gifts. 

Was it Makki? Mattsun? Oikawa? They were bound to catch on cause if one found out, they’d tell the other.Before the name of the next friend could cross your mind, the cock inside you sped up. Your plush walls were squeezing around its girth and the bulbous tip easily rammed into your sweet spot, your cunt creaming all over the toy.

“Fuck,” you moaned, your head pressed into the pillow, your rear up for your paying audience to see.

Iwaizumi groaned. The sight of the white creamy ring at the base of the toy made him all sort of jealous. That should be his cock instead. It should be him pounding into you til your nothing but a babbling mess. He had half the mind to book a ticket this very weekend to just see you and spill. Confess that he’s been in love with you, tell you it’s been him sending you gifts and in a way, supporting you financially.

But the reality was he was here in California and you were over there.

Little did Iwaizumi know, whenever you’d touch yourself or stuff your cunt with either your fingers or a toy, you would think it was him. That it was him filling you up, thrusting in and out of your sloppy pussy. That it was him making you feel good.

“G-gonna cum,” you repeated in hushed,broken moans and Iwaizumi grunted, speeding up his strokes on his painfully hard cock, pressure building up in the base of his spine.

“Fuck, Y/N,” he groaned. He really wished it was him instead of the machine. Hell, he would fuck you on cam if you asked him too. He’d show the fucking world how you should be fucked right and how needy you’d be for his cock. 

And when you finally came, legs trembling and moans turning into whiny, he made sure to slow down the machine, the cock sliding in and out of you slowly to ride out your orgasm as his own release spilled over his own hand fingers. He wished it was on you instead, wished your skin was painted white with his cum and even better if it was inside of you. What he’d give to have his load leak out your abused cunny.

Coming down from your high, your eyes glazed over the screen, tips and more tips being donated by the second as you caught your breath, lying down on the bed legs folded over each other in your skimpy little rendition of your old school uniform.

Iwaizumi wished he was there to care for you, help you feel better after the toll of your activities and hold you in his arms.

“Thank you for all your sweet tips everyone,” you smiled gently at the camera, Iwaizumi knowing how that smile would tug at the hearts of men and hook them you, like you do him. You answered a few questions before thanking the audience again and shooting them a wink before logging off.

Iwaizumi glanced at his phone, a message in yours and his friends groupchat.

*this is my first time doing these chat thingies AFSGAHS I hope it works lmao*