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While browsing the internet, I found a term new to me. Camcumming. I kind of had an idea of what it was just based on the name but I searched anyway, and found what could be a way for me to finally bring one of my wife's fantasies to life.
Finding that most of my searching through the steamier sections of the web was full of viruses and spyware, it was a relief that my Linux laptop and her Mac laptop were essentially immune to those threats. Just before I was ready to give up on sites that would let us chat together over our webcams, I finally found a site free of required sign-ups or credit card payments.
My first plan got one step closer to fruition when my job approved my request for taking Friday off of work. Of course, I didn't tell Karen until that morning.
"Hey sleepy-head" she called, shaking me awake, "aren't you supposed to be at work right now?"
"Nope, I took a random day off just to spend time with you. Hope you don't mind!"
"You ass, you should have told me!"
She acted like she was upset about the lack of warning, but I caught a smile as she got out of bed to get the kids ready for school.
When I finally rolled out of bed, there was just enough time for me to hug the kids before they left for the bus stop. Still in my PJs, I went into the kitchen to see Karen adjust her robe as she grabbed a cup of coffee and settled down in front of her laptop to catch up on the news before getting ready for the day.
She glanced up at me as I walked in. "Hey lazy, so tell me again why you took today off."
"I dunno" I mumbled, "just felt like it was a nice day to randomly take off and steal some time with my lovely wife. Do I really need a better reason?"
Karen smiled at me as I got my coffee and walked over to her. "Aw hon, that's sweet. Thank you. But I know you better than that. You are devious, what else did you have in mind?"
Standing next to her, I paused for a moment to look down at her.
"Well, I may have an ulterior motive, but let's just take this one step at a time, shall we?"
Bending down I kissed her gently on the lips, my hand softly touching her cheek. My tongue probed between her lips, and I could feel her breath catch as my hand slid down her neck, then under the neck of her bathrobe, not stopping until her breast was cupped firmly in my hand.
Massaging her breast, I pulled my lips apart from her. "Well first of all babe, you are way over-dressed. Do me a favor and go get rid of those pesky clothes under your robe. Oh, and take your phone with you."
Without waiting for a reply, I pulled my hand back and left the room. A soft "Damn tease" from her followed me out of the room, making me smile. This was starting out just perfectly. Standing just out of her view in the living room, I could hear the soft noises of her getting up to walk to the bedroom. Peeking around the corner, I waited until the bedroom door closed behind her and I snuck out and put her laptop right next to the door.
Back in the living room, I opened my phone and texted her:
"When you have only your robe on, open the door and bring your laptop in then close the door. Sit on the bed with it."
Laughing to myself, I could imagine the gears in her mind grinding over what she was thinking of me now. She was probably cursing my 'devious mind' once again.
A minute later she replied:
"Yes sir, all done. Now what?"
Sitting on the couch I put my laptop in front of me on the coffee table, and as soon as I was online I sent her an IM.
"You are dressed properly?"
"Yes, and I'm on the bed too. Now what? This is silly - sending texts and IMs when we are just a room away."
While she was typing, I had opened tinychat.com and got a private chat room set up. My only reply was to send her a link to it.
A moment later, my screen changed, showing that she was now connected. The small squares showed us facing each other, me with a smirk and her with a questioning look on her face.
"OK smart guy, we are looking at each other over the internet instead of in person when we are 20 feet away. What gives?"
Kind of expecting this response, I gave my prepared response.
"It's just different, and they block this site at work so I had to do this here. Just pretend we aren't this close. Besides, I always wondered what you would look like on my computer screen."
"OK, fine, I can pretend. So now what?"
"Even though we aren't face-to-face, we can still talk. But first, just listen. Close your eyes and let your mind wander."
Karen's eyes closed and her mouth formed a small smile.
Last night I had worked up a few ideas, but now the things that had been in mind for me to say seemed silly, and I went blank. Before she lost interest, I started with a new plan that I made up as we went.
"Allright babe. Now think of my hand down your robe a few minutes ago. Let your mind wander to the dirty side a while. Keep your eyes closed, but feel free to let your hands wander as far as your mind is."
She smiled slightly as her imagination took over for a while. Karen knew exactly what I meant and was clearly interested in playing this game. It only took a few minutes before her greatest sexual organ, her brain, was going full speed. Her cheeks started to flush as her breathing grew faster.
Her position shifted slightly as she started stroking her thighs. Karen's head tilted back a little as her mouth opened in pleasure, lost in her thoughts. Just imagining where she was in her mind got my blood flowing too, and the look on her face made my cock start growing.
Hoping I didn't derail her fantasy, I spoke softly to her. "You are getting me turned on here, sexy. Tell me what is on your mind, and what you want me to do. Show me and tell me baby."
The hand on her thigh moved to the gap between her legs, stroking softly through the slit in her robe. Karen's face did not change as she opened her eyes and stared into my eyes through the screen. Her other hand moved from the bed next to her, sliding up her side to stop at her breast. With a firm squeeze I see from here, she spoke with desire in her voice.
"I can feel your hands on me, Mark. Touching me just the way I like it. You're such a tease, you know. Just never going far enough up my legs, touching my breasts but not touching my nipples. You are driving me fucking CRAZY right now."
My heart rate sped up watching her hands. Without realizing it, I started stroking the growing bulge in my pajamas. I was staring so intently at her, I caught her eyes move to follow my hand. She bit her lip softly as she watched me stroke myself.
"Take it out, I wanna see you" she commanded.
That's just what I was waiting for, so out he came. Scooting forward to the edge of the couch, I moved the laptop lid down a bit, the camera now showing me from the shoulders to knees, my cock featured in the center of the video feed. Adjusting my hand so only my fingertips were stroking gave her the best view, and my hand moved slow as to not blur the image.
"Your turn babe, show me some skin. I want to jack off to your tits while you play with your pussy."
Her blush deepened, either from the erotic feelings of doing this online, or the minor embarrassment from her nudity on the internet. Regardless, she continued by untying the sash of her robe and letting it drape open slightly. The inner sides of her breasts were exposed as she traced her fingers up and down her torso, tracing the contours of her full breasts.
With a soft moan, I could see her eyes roll back just for a moment before her eyes closed and her head tilted up to face the ceiling. As Karen's mouth opened wide, breathing deeply, her soft moans of pleasure were barely audible through my computer.
Her hand shot further up between her legs without my prompting as she attacked her pussy. It was lost in a blur of motion, followed shortly by her hips thrusting slightly into her massaging fingers.
This was better than any porn I could find on the internet, but as much as possible I resisted the urge to wrap my fist around my cock and quickly make myself cum. I needed to last as long as she did, ignoring my raging desire to shoot my cum across the image of her on the screen.
