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Hedidn't keep me waiting long.

DomDotCom82

a private message? i'm honored.

KittyKatK

you tipped me. wanted to thank you.

i take requests. ;)

DomDotCom82

i just wanna watch you please yourself, kitten.

Thatwas a new one.

Ihadn't ever had a man be invited to make requests and get told no.Sighing,Iexited his private message and slipped a finger under the strap of my nightie, teasing at the bra and panty set beneath.Moreof the thirsty messages poured in, one after the other, andIignored all of them, pulling the other side downnext, baring the swell of my tits to the camera with a flutter of my lashes and a saucy wink.

"Youboys are so naughty,"Itold the camera, imagining all my favorite celebrities on the other side, pretendingIwas stripping for someone who fucking mattered. "Youwanna see whatI'mhiding under all this lace, do you?"

Ding!Ding!Dingding dingdingdingding?—

Anotherprivate message ding, but this time,Iignored it, rolling over onto my stomach soIcould lift the camera and show off the curve of my ass in the thong that was currently auditioning for the world's thickest floss strip award.Igiggled, a stupid, high-pitched thingIhoped the man charged with watching me didn't hear.Surelyhe'd gone to bed already.Thefucker had complained aboutno noise after tenandwork in the morning.Iassumed since it was 2am, and his room was pointedly on the other side of the apartment,Iwas in the clear.

"Well,I'lltell you whatI'vegot under this lace—even better,I'llshow you."Irolled again and slipped off the bed, padding around the room in search of a good spot to post up the camera.

Anothermessage, this time in the main chat.

DomDotCom82

there's a tripod in the corner of the screen, if you're looking for something to stand that phone up on

Ifroze, confusion and fear warring for dominance in my brain.Acursory glance behind me revealed what he'd obviously seen in the frame whenImoved around.Alittle black tripod on top of a dresser, easy to miss—and something he shouldn't have caught ifIwas doing my job.

Timeto step it up,Kenz.

"Oh, look, just whatIneeded!Nicecatch,DotCom.Letme get set up, and we'll start."

Idanced around, hips bouncing to imaginary music asIshoved my tits in the frame and set up the camera to point at the bed, inching it closer so the view would be only me, and nothing else.Ididn't have any of my toys on hand to play with, soI'dhave to get creative.

Itwouldn't be the first time, but the clients who were long-timers had gotten used to the level of kinkIdisplayed.I'dhave to work really hard to make sure they got their money's worth.

Theroom was sparsely decorated, with nothing that jumped out at me and screamed 'you can fuck yourself with this'.Therewas a promising-looking hairbrush on the counter that had been purchased for me at the drugstore down the street, but who knew how many germs were on that thing, just waiting to attack my coochie?

Noway.

"Well, boys and girls, it looks likeI'ma little short on toys, soI'llhave to give you a solo show with no props tonight.Ifyou're not down to watch that, you can head out now andI'llsend along a coupon for a free session.ButI'llknow if you log out or don't, and so will the site, so remember folks, the show ain't free."

Aboutten dings sounded, men who were there specifically for certain kinks, no doubt.I'drefund them for the session and give them half off next time, just to keep them coming back.Therest of these fuckers, though, they just wanted to watch me fuck myself.Fingers, toys, or a dick, they didn't care.Aslong as they could jack off to it and imagine they were here with me in the room, that their hands skimmed over my skin like my own did.

Ishivered at the thought.Iknew damn well most of these men didn't know how to touch a woman.Iwouldn't want them anywhere near my body.

Butthey were about to get closer to it than most men ever had or would.

"Whydon'tIslip out of this nightie and get comfortable?"Myhands rolled the lace dress down my torso, over my hips, and down my legs to pool on the floor.I'dturned sideways, so they got a damn good view of my ass asIstepped out of it and stood back up, running my hands over my chest and stomach, toying with them.Ilet one hand linger on a breast, squeezing it gently asIlet out a little gasp of pleasure.

Nowwas the partIenjoyed.Thepart whereIwent hands-free and stopped caring about the men on the other side.Ijust let myself go and brought myself to orgasm, sometimes just once, sometimes several times.Ifocused on the feelings racing through my body, the heady drunkenness that pleasure and arousal brought me, the adrenaline from being watched asIspread myself wide and fucked my sweet holes with whatever was within reach.

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