She was laying back in bed with her legs spread wide, completely naked. Her Lovense toy was stuffed deep and buzzing hard as tips rolled in. She was moaning and writhing with her eyes closed and bucking her hips for the camera. She pulled her toy out and presented her swollen, pink pussy to her viewers. There were over a thousand men watching.
She'd been camming for a few weeks now, regularly showing herself off nearly every day. She loved the attention. She also loved the income from the tips. She liked to spend her "naughty earnings" on cosmetics: makeup, hair salon appointments, manicures and pedicures, feminizing clothing. She bought the Lovense with her naughty earnings, a toy that would buzz when she was tipped. The voyeurs loved this engagement. She'd stopped wearing her face-mask, instead tilting the camera below her neck so that she could read the chat and direct messages. She would also talk to her horny voyeurs, typing responses to direct messages or speaking to general chat messages.
She massaged her clit and slid her index, middle and ring fingers down into her pussy, as deep as they could go.
"Look how ready I am."
She was teasing the voyeurs, trying to egg them on.
"I need a big cock from one of you."
I sat in my chair, out of sight, watching her from across the room. I was watching the general chat on my phone, myself one of the voyeurs. I had no idea what she was saying in her direct messages. That gave me a thrill.
I stroked my cock as she put her toy back, deep into her pussy. She groaned and spread her legs wide, tugging on her nipples, one in each hand, as tips rolled in. Her voyeurs were pleasing her pussy. She lay back and let them play with her.
"Fuck meeeeee," she writhed and bucked, biting her lip.
She checked her direct messages, I got a text from her outside of the camming site, directly to my phone:
"X is asking to do a private show."
I watched her squeeze her nipples, bent over reading messages. X was one of her regulars, a black guy with a massive cock. He'd tipped her well whenever he watched her, and she loved his money, his cock (which he regularly showed her on Snapchat), and the way he talked to her. She sometimes talked about his cock when we had sex, off camera. They'd never done a private show.
"You want to?" I texted back.
"I'm a bit nervous."
She was still hunched over her computer.
"He said he would cam with me and stroke his cock for me."
"Do it!" I was getting hot imagining them one-on-one.
"Okay, hehe. I'm going to start the private show."
She lay back again and spread her legs.
"Hey pretty girl," X's deep voice filled the silent room.
She was moved by his voice, moving her pussy closer to the camera.
"Hi, daddy," she moaned back.
"Do you want to see daddy's cock?"
"Ya," she cooed.
He sent her a tip. It ripped through her toy and into her pussy.
