** Just a short disclaimer before the story continues. Everything in these stories is fantasy. Any similarities to events, people, or places are purely coincidental. Please don't take anything from this story and try to apply it to real people in real situations. * *
Holly couldn't believe what she was doing. Sitting topless in front of her computer she stared back at herself in the thumbnail on the screen. Her left hand slid between her shorts and panties and began teasing her already aching pussy through the lacy white fabric of her underwear. Her right hand started the video that she had just recorded.
The video started with Holly in frame from about her navel up. Her short brown hair was messy and her cute round face was shiny with sweat already from her hours of edging before. Holly is a beautiful woman, but this video was recorded after several hours of unceremonious masturbation in the hot southern summer heat. Despite her disheveled appearance though she had a great big smile on her face as wonderful and infectious as any you had ever seen before.
The girl in the video began to speak through her giant grin "My name is Holly Pendlewood and I live in Atlanta Georgia." This was the happiest Holly had ever seen herself. Despite having put on a fresh clean pair of panties just moments ago, she could already feel her wet arousal through them. Her fingers traced her pussy up and down as she watched herself in the video.
She watched as her video counterpart bit the left side of her lower lip and then reached down to the hymn of her shirt. Then just a short moment later, after a few blurry frames, her webcam caught up and there she was with her nice C cups completely bare and on full display. While they might not be as exactly perfectly perky as they were when she was in her early 20's they were still a very fantastic pair of tits. After a few seconds of happily sitting there with her chest pushed out looking directly into the camera she said "And I want to play the webslut game."
The video ended shortly after as she reached towards her laptop to stop recording. In those last moments though Holly saw something on her face. She watched the end of the video again scrubbing through it frame by frame until she found just the one. A frame with her arm stretched out and her tits hanging down, but those aren't what caught her attention. She recognized the look on her face as she reached for her laptop to end the recording. It was a look of intoxication.
She hadn't done any drugs or alcohol, she didn't need to. Her drug of choice was sexual exploration and it had been a long time since she felt so connected to her lewd activities. She had fantasized hundreds of times about becoming an exhibitionist and here she was finally acting on it.
She thought for a moment about what she was doing. She didn't just record a sexy video, she was about to upload it to the internet. In a few moments, she would permanently change her life with just a few clicks. It was a bad idea, absolutely terrible. There wasn't any logical reason a successful attractive woman like her should do something so careless and stupid... but she couldn't deny how she felt. Her pussy was burning with desire desperate for her to humiliate and ruin herself.
She dragged the icon from the folder over the webpage and released it and her upload began. Her breathing became heavy and the light tracing she was doing with her left hand in her shorts turned to fingering as she forcefully shoved the lacy material between her lips and into her pussy. She watched as the upload bar slowly progressed over the next ten seconds or so as her left hand continued its assault and her right hand moved to groping her breasts.
When the upload was finished she was prompted to give an email and password for the account she was creating. She begrudgingly pulled her hands away from her body and quickly typed in her throw-away email and passwords. After that, she was left with one final little action to take, just a quick little click on the submit button and it would be done and there would be no going back.
Her mind should be racing with such a decision, but truthfully the silent lack of thoughts going through her head was frightening. There was nothing but the sounds of her heavy breathing, the burning desire in her pussy, and the butterflies in her stomach. After several moments of sitting there with her finger on the button, she had just one thought rush into her head.
"Change it!" Just two words but she knew instantly what it meant it. Unable to resist the call of her demon she quickly clicked and changed her email from her throwaway to her real personal email that she uses for everything and then she changed her password from something secure to 'IamwebslutHolly" and then without even one moment of further consideration she clicked submit and it was done.
