The most awaited moment was knocking at the door, and it was the one where Rebeka no longer cared to keep looking, and the horniness was enough to reach orgasm with just an indecent touch. Omar’s breath began to rise as his left hand came out from where it was to come down on his beloved’s abdomen.

It was nice for Rebeka not to have to talk to Omar or avert her eyes from the screen, so she could understand what he was hinting at with his movements. After all, she had both her hands full, and the video she was watching looked promising. Now she was in need of her beloved’s touch between her legs, in appreciation of him massaging his member.

Feeling him touch her vaginal lips between her legs was nowhere near as pleasant as she could make herself feel. The movements were clumsy and could be compared to washing her mouth with her left hand when she normally washes it with her right. Perhaps Omar felt the same way and could tell she was not as practiced at milking as he was. But the magic of morbidity made the difference. After all, sitting side by side, they were fingering each other while watching an obscene video.

  Between touches, they were desperate, so they brought their faces closer together and stuck out their tongues to let them make contact with each other, not needing to take their eyes off the screen that so enraptured them.

 Although the video showed a woman being heavily punished by the hips of a gigantic subject, as soon as Rebeka looked at the camera, an idea popped into her mind. Her spectator's heart raced, and it was why she didn’t know what would happen if she put her plan into action:

‘Maybe I’ll say no, or the roll we’re on will be cut. After all, it’s a crazy idea, but  I’m torn between turning the heat back down or talking at a time like this.’

After making out with her wide eyes and watching the screen, Rebeka moved the mouse and minimized the video, then scrolled the cursor to exit the website she was on and open the video conferencing camera. As soon as the application loaded on the screen, they moved on to watching each other have a passionate kiss.

 ‘Why not?’ She asked herself again, as she very slowly, as if she was doing something wrong, scrolled the little arrow down to the record button and clicked.

Omar was excited, so much so that he had almost no control over himself and didn’t even care what was on the screen anymore. He was only paying attention to digging his fingers deep inside his beloved’s overflowing legs, which were exposed to the laptop camera, when she moved her chair back.

There stood Rebeka, looking curiously at what was her first intimate video with a boy. It was strange to see herself from another angle, as if she were in the third person, caught on camera, seduced by the setting, and enjoying the context of the situation. 

 ‘Mmm, I didn’t know there could be anything so exciting,’ she thought, quite deep into her role. ‘Seeing me on screen. How the seconds of footage increase as he sticks two of his fingers in me and seeks to remove my shirt to suck on my breasts—it’s magnificent. I can’t control myself.’

She opened her mouth and screamed out loud, feeling no shame or embarrassment. In front of the camera lens, at the awkward movements of a hand wiggling between her legs, she hunched her spine and exposed more of her body.

With the intention of being free being who she was and unattached of any kind, she surprised her beloved with an orgasm. At first, Omar did not understand what was happening, but as soon as he became aware of the small spasms he felt in his fingers, he puffed out his haughty and proud chest. Then he flashed a confident smile, and after a few movements, he kneeled down in front of his girl with the intention of sucking the soul between her legs if he could. 

“I made you come with my fingers,” said Omar, exalted by the glory of having provoked an orgasm in his girlfriend using just two of his fingers. “Surrender to feel the power of my tongue!”

‘It’s fascinating how men, as soon as they come, have the ability to be stunned,’ thought Rebeka, touched by what she was seeing. She was on the bed, having spent the rest of the day in what was a sex marathon, and no doubt she had lost weight, although her skin looked smoother and shinier.

After turning her face away, her hair damp with sweat, Rebeka looked at her boyfriend: ‘Look at him, lying next to me with his dick all limp. He looks like a sack of potatoes... How many times did we do it? Six? Seven? Although with each round he gets his thing more swollen than at first, my area also started to lose sensation with the rubbing... Still, I feel like I can continue.’

Rebeka watched her boyfriend’s innocent face between her breasts and felt her empty stomach begin to rumble.

‘... Mmm, they say that in nature, various female insects eat the male after having intercourse. This would be the perfect moment. It looks so delicious. If I could eat it and then throw it up whenever I needed it, it would be mine forever and no one else’s...’

Rebeka ran her tongue between her teeth.

‘Maybe these intentions I have to bite him will go away as soon as I eat something.’

‘I feel like I’m not going to sleep; I lost sleep... I wanted to talk to him more! Besides continuing to do kinky things, since it’s not like his member is needed at all times... Well, despite not having slept for about thirty hours, I’m still not sleepy, even though I’m as tired as if a train had run over me. But what do I do? I’m bored....’

With that question in mind, Rebeka blinked three times as she stared at the ceiling of her room.

‘First, eat, then try to make money... Why don’t you review the video we made together? Maybe it will be lucrative!!! Who’s to say I’ll become a millionaire and get out of poverty? Well, anyway, I don’t have school tomorrow, and I don’t plan on interviewing for jobs.’

  With little energy and bad intentions, Rebeka managed to get out of where she was without waking her boyfriend, go downstairs, and reach for the laptop. She almost forgot that she was hungry, but her stomach began to rumble like never before, and thanks to having a chicken breast within reach, she was able to control the hunger that attacked her.

After biting into the meat, while using his hands to organize the kitchen, he put the table and chairs in place. He then wiped up the seminal fluids that were on the floor with a cloth, next to a small lake of sweat.

Surely the liquid had been left there, because it had dripped off her legs when Omar stopped giving it to her from behind and pulled away from her. At that moment, she got down from the chair she was perched on to bend over and lick her boy’s still-erect member.

With the semen laced with vaginal fluids still on the floor, Rebeka couldn’t help but be drawn to touch it with her fingers, feel the texture, smell it, and taste it with the tip of her tongue. The liquid was cold and felt unpleasant to her, as it looked like egg whites dribbled on the floor. Perhaps she felt that because she was not sufficiently aroused. Without further ado, she spat out what was in her mouth and wiped the cloth over the spot.

With everything organized and half the chicken breast in her stomach, Rebeka took the laptop and went to the living room. Once she plugged the device into the charger, she stared at an unopened video file inside a folder.

It was the video she had made—her first home video.

After mustering up the courage and double-clicking it, she opened the file, and not being as aroused as she was at first, she regretted the idea as soon as she heard the first scream being penetrated. In less than a second, she moved the mouse cursor and closed the window.

After smacking her face with her open hand, she asked herself a question: ‘Should I delete it?” 

’Yes, look for another kind of job,’ she thought after taking a deep breath. ‘I don’t like people seeing this side of me. It will give them more reason to talk about me and further tarnish my family’s reputation. Maybe if my face and voice weren’t seen or heard in most of the video... but if I upload it like this, I’m sure it wouldn’t be long before someone recognizes me on the street or in the subway and makes me feel ashamed of what I did. Besides, if I get to be with Omar, I’m sure the situation might not be pretty.’

After looking around, as if she was making sure she wasn’t being seen by anyone, she looked on the dresser for the headphones. After plugging them into her laptop and turning down the volume, she left-clicked on the closed file.

 On the screen, I know a window of options opened. Rebeka moved the cursor over the delete button, but her hand trembled and her heart felt funny before she right-clicked.

‘It would be a shame to delete it...’, she thought as she pondered the issue. ‘If I’m not going to upload it, I might as well have it for personal use. Mmm, my face? Let me see something. Maybe there is a good video editor, although if I take my face off, it would lose a lot of substance. To tell you the truth, after all, the magic and the morbidity are the innocence of our young faces.’

She went straight to the online search engine and set out to find a list of programs.

[What are my choices?] After hitting the accept button, hundreds of different icons popped up. ‘Now, which one is free? Mmm. Can I get the best one with a trial usage period?’

The clock on the wall made seconds turn into minutes and then into hours. Rebeka kept busy exploiting the application’s trial time, which was a few hours old, to the fullest. After all, if she had had to study, she might have struggled with her willpower not to fall asleep in the first five minutes, but since what she was doing entertained her, insomnia became her companion.

‘Perfect, a few instructional videos, follow step-by-step directions, and I’ve got the best-edited video there can be. I think I still have time to keep working. I cut here and cut there. Even better, it’s good that Omar’s face isn’t showing, but I still have forty-two minutes of action left. To be honest, I’ve always thought my hair was boring, so what if I changed the color? blue, green, yellow, and pink. Let’s see what filters it has.’

  Seeing the style changes and how the different colors looked on her, Rebeka chose the one she liked the most.

‘I’m sticking with pink hair. Now goes my face. I want to leave my eyes exposed with a mask that matches my hair color and covers up to my nose,’ she said to herself.

As soon as Rebeka applied the filter to the video, scenes that might not be believable in the montage were shown. In one such scene, she was choking to her throat on her boyfriend’s member.

 ‘Also, the filter doesn’t look good when I give him oral, and it doesn't look good when I kiss my nipples. The mask is a bad idea; I’d better remove more scenes so I don’t have to remove the mask.’ Rebeka’s eyes glowed in the brightness of the screen, along with the sound of frantic clicking that could be heard. If editing could be compared to art, what she was doing was the best editing of all. ‘Mmm, a total of twenty-two minutes seems about right. I hope I don’t miss any details with this eye strain I have. According to the instructional videos, what I have to be most careful with are mirrors or different objects that might give a reflection of my body or face. Even if it’s not sharp, someone could see it. Use one application to discover my identity and another to locate me.’

After looking at the stage frames, she realized that there were no objects that reflected her real face and hair, which saved her more hours of editing.

‘If hunger doesn’t wake him up, I don’t think these sounds will wake him up; I don’t know why I’m wearing headphones,’ she thought. At the same time, she gave playback to the video resulting from so much effort.

After playing from the beginning, Rebeka not only felt happy and eager, but after putting so much effort and time into creating something, being satisfied with the result awakened an exquisite feeling of enjoyment.

‘Ha, it’s exciting to see something you made. You literally know what the artist is thinking, not to mention that I can also remember what I experienced firsthand. How horny I was, how kinky I felt at the beginning of the video, and during the time we were in the dining room until we went to the bedroom and I lay down on the bed. Too bad I left the laptop on the table.’

  In the video, she was with her breasts out and Omar kneeling in front of her, his back to the camera, savoring the life between a woman’s legs.

After only a few minutes with her legs wide open, Rebeka was already leaning against the back of the chair and raising her waist higher and higher, to the point where Omar was almost carrying her with his hands on her buttocks.

Along with the boy’s head movements, without losing her balance on the chair, Rebeka began to stroke her nipples and then brought her fingers down with the intention of opening as much of her vulva as she could. If Omar was going to suck her as hard as he was sucking her, it was always better to suck her right over her well-exposed pleasure button.

 With her feet, she clamped her head down on her beloved, and scared of losing a colossal orgasm, she began to scream her head off.

“There, there...don’t stop, harder...yes.”

Rebeka fast-forwarded the video by ten seconds, so she wouldn’t have to listen to herself saying such things that she found embarrassing.

In the next scene, Omar continued to work at his task until she was totally exposed in front of the camera lens, at her most vulnerable point, where she could not say or do anything, only clinging to what was holding her and feeling the electric shivers whipping through her body.

In the video, Rebeka clutched her lower lips gently as she let out little sighs as she posed her buttocks back on the chair. She was trying to stop her beloved from further attacking a spot that had just become "very” sensitive to the touch, while exposing her breasts, standing at attention and eager for affection. Since Omar wasn’t stimulating them because he was busy wildly removing his clothes, she was preoccupied with self-pleasuring.

After pressing the space bar on her laptop, she paused that section of the video.

‘You don’t need to delete this scene. Although my face can be seen reddened with excitement, it is difficult for anyone to recognize me, as with my right nipple in my mouth, my hair covers my face,’ she thought, after settling herself on the sofa, as the sight of her beloved’s imposing back made her react.

‘There she was aroused to a thousand. The audio sounds amazing, so much so that you can hear my moans and the sound of my accelerated breathing. Now I remember when I was touching myself and he was looking at me, it felt super-rich. Seeing him from the front, noticing his eyes so attentive, his face so expressive, his hands trying not to masturbate, his members trembling and dripping, it was so exciting. Almost as much as seeing him in the video on his back, like a hungry beast about to devour a rabbit. Like a hunter aiming his spear at the prey he intended to pierce.’

In the video, you couldn’t see Omar’s face, but the boy’s beefy body showed how he looked at his girl, as if he wanted to eat her, excited and on the verge of exploding from the feeling of anticipation.

‘In this part of the video, I felt like I was going to come again’ and Rebeka thought of the many times she had had one orgasm after another. ‘That’s when I finally gave up touching myself; that’s when I stopped feeling the orgasmic lashes and felt ready to satisfy his hunger for flesh.’

In the video, without Omar approaching, Rebeka began to move her hand eagerly, as if she had to prepare her vagina desperately to receive the virile member she had waited so long for. On the screen, she could see between her beloved’s legs as she slapped her clitoris several times, and after making several circular movements with her fingers, she went on to open her labia majora. She then rummaged until she found the labia minora and opened them as well.

Rebeka placed her fingers at the entrance to the fountain and began to run them inside, as if asking permission. In front of her beloved and the camera recording her, she felt her insides boil overflowing with fluids and return to who she was; her moans of pleasure were heard.

‘Watching this makes me embarrassed, but more embarrassed to hear it. I thought I was moaning in my mind!” she thought.

“Omar, it feels so good!” she said in the video, after slowly pulling out her two fingers. With the fluids flowing down to her "teeny-weeny,"  she took advantage of this so that, with her other hand, she could move one finger inside her tight pink flesh sphincter and start pumping all three. Two from above, and the last at the lower entrance. Slowly, at first, as if intending to feel them slide inside, enjoy the contact of each fold and rub. Then fast and so on until again, she couldn’t help but shrug her legs and clench her fingers, despite knowing she was on a mission to be exposed on camera.

 Omar, with his back to the scene, could no longer control himself. He watched himself walk away, taking small steps, so that he managed to slip the key of his nature through the lock of the door that opened for him between Rebeka’s legs without failing on his first attempt.

As if it were a thread inserted into a needle, the imposing, large, veiny member entered Rebeka with the speed of the blink of an eye. In a matter of seconds, Omar grabbed his beloved’s legs and became a sewing machine, as he was left riding his girl like a desperate beast, thrusting his member in and out almost three times a second.

Not even a minute passed, and inside Rebeka, thick white fluids could be seen spurting outwards as they were splashed by Omar, who was whipping the flesh between his girl’s legs.

  ‘Seeing the ass and his contracted macho back, my boy actually looked super sexy. I’m so proud. Phew, seeing him holding me with his arms and how he moves so much harder. Now that I see him bending my legs to put his knees on my chest, I remember how I felt him going all the way in and hitting the top of me. It actually moved so much that, now that I look at it, even the table where the laptop was sitting was moving too. On the other hand, I hear myself glad I don’t have neighbors nearby.’

For several minutes, you could hear the exquisite sound of Omar’s meat colliding with his girlfriend’s ass.

‘This is the scene where we got desperate and changed positions, as to come for the third time I needed him to pull my hair and spank me.’ Indeed, what Rebeka thought was her beloved’s proposition, who replied:

“Get on all fours on the chair. I’m going to spank you from behind while I pull your hair and breathe in your ear,” said Omar.

‘Ufff, I’m excited by those words he said to me,’ she thought.

In the video, she stood up on the chair to turn around and put her knees on this surface, so that her chest was resting on the back of the chair and her tail was well up, at the height of her lover’s waist.

Omar penetrated her immediately, and in the middle of each violent thrust, he took the opportunity to spank her. The skin of Rebeka’s buttocks began to take on a reddish hue, while, from spank to spank, he pulled her hair.

It may not have shown on the video, but Rebeka remembered having to bite her finger from the pleasurable pain as she felt her insides fill with thick, juicy flesh, while each spank helped her to keep from coming and to enjoy the moment more.

  The sound of clapping caused by the crashing of Omar’s pelvis against his beloved was heard steadily and quickly, at the same time as Rebeka hunched her back as far as she could and, after looking up at the ceiling, screamed as loudly as she could.

‘If I put aside my screams, I see how Omar’s buttocks tremble as he delivers those thrusts with the strength of his soul; that’s enough to deduce that he came too. Ufff, I remember how my insides were filled by a torrential boiling liquid and how his member kept moving inside me.’

Sitting on the couch she was on, Rebeka managed to get to the end of the video, which, cut and edited to the hilt, lasted about twelve minutes. The video was embarrassing, but seeing her male from another point of view made her unable to ignore the discomfort of having her crotch full of fluids.

  For Rebeka, the tiredness and hunger became so great that they would no longer let her concentrate on work. But, now that the product of so much effort was finished, she didn’t have to work or concentrate. With the black screen, she remembered that her boy was still sleeping, which made her think about going up to the room and bothering him so as to demand another round. Though perhaps that would be too much for Omar since, in his place, she didn’t intend to do more than lie back and enjoy herself. 

‘If with my own hands I can placate these desires that invade me, I could let him rest a little longer...’, she thought, who already had her legs open, was with her hands to work and knew that it would take her less than five minutes to reach an orgasm.

After remembering the main scenes of the video and knowing the perfect way to play her keys, she ended up with her legs open, the laptop to one side, and her hand already tired from feeling the pleasurable spasms that welcomed her. The sensation was not as intense nor did it linger as long, but it did have the same mind-clearing effects, and that was enough for him.

“Were you touching yourself without me? Are you watching porn behind my back?” asked Omar, who came cat-like down the stairs.

The scene was irrefutable; Rebeka had fallen asleep with her legs spread and her hands in the dirt.

“Yes, honey...” said Rebeka with a laugh, the kind someone has when waking up from a pleasant dream, and she added, “I got a little dirty... Can you clean me up? I’m just so tired. Use your tongue, please; that part is very sensitive, and anything else might feel not so good.”