Video Chat Naughty Novels & Stories

Her pussy was visibly dripping, coating the dildo in shiny wetness. Ethan could not move. His quiet, nerdy stepsister was a secret camwhore. And judging by the number of viewers over 4,800 people watching live, she was a very successful one. He pulled out his phone and quietly started recording a short clip. Just enough to prove what he was seeing. June moaned louder, rubbing her clit fast. “I’m gonna cum… fuck I’m cumming for all of you!” Her body shook hard as she squirted around the dildo, soaking her bedsheets. The chat went wild with tips pouring in.

“Show the camera what a whore you are.” My face burned, but the arousal was overwhelming. I dropped the towel, untying the bikini top to let my full breasts spill out, nipples already rock hard. Then the bottoms, my shaved pussy exposed, glistening with my own excitement. The chat erupted: “New girl’s hot!” “Eat her out!” Tips hit €1000 in seconds. Zara pulled me onto the bed fully, pushing me down on my back. “Spread your legs, Maya. Let them see your cunt.”

Chapter 4 My fingers fly over the screen before I can second-guess it, scheduling a live stream for thirty minutes from now. The title is simple: "3 BIG DICKS. 1 USED SLUT. NO LIMITS." I don’t even flinch as I drop the link into my fan group chat, watching the notifications explode instantly. $500 already. $1,000. The numbers climb before I’ve even stood up.

And she remembered their first Internet meeting in the chat rooms. ***** She was becoming accustomed to the barrage of men wanting private, dirty chats and giving rude instructions about wanting her to suck cock or fuck. She didn’t like how blunt the men were but she experimented, talking to them as if she were a phone sex girl. She never really got anything out of it except the knowledge that her words alone got them off. She couldn’t bring herself to the point of masturbating to someone else’s words. It seemed too intimate.

I croaked out, finally averting my gaze from him. I'm not gonna be an idiot. I'm not gonna be an idiot. “Meet my girlfriend, Nina. Nina is Elara. I've told you about her, and her friend Keisha.” The girl, Nina smiled but I could tell just how forced the smile was even from my drunken mind. “It's so lovely to meet you, Elara. Yes, Rex has told me so much about you.” “Funny, he never mentioned a thing about you.” “Why would he?” Keisha chimed in, “she was just a side chick he was shagging by the sides.”

But if it's awkward, we stop. 'Deal.' Jordan got up and took his laptop off the couch and placed it on the coffee table. We went into the living room and sat down on the cushions, very close to each other, even touching shoulders. He started a browser and entered a site and scrolled to a video thumbnail, two guys, one of them muscular like him, the other one lean-bodied, both naked. 'This one's basic. Begins with them kissing and proceeds to fuck. No BDSM, no rough stuff, just two men toying each other assholes. He pressed play and the screen was filled with the scene.

Looking up at the camera with big, innocent eyes I’d practiced in the mirror. “Please, sir,” video-me whispered. “I’ve been such a naughty girl.” Marcus went still. I watched his face instead of the footage. Watched his jaw flex. Watched his throat move when he swallowed. Video-me crawled closer to the lens. Skirt flipping up. No underwear—of course not. I arched, reached back, spread myself open with both hands. Let the camera see everything. “I need to be punished,” I breathed on screen. “Need a real man to put me in my place.”

She slammed the cup down on the little table in front of me. "Drink it, Claire. There's some powerful stuff in here. Guaranteed to make you act so nasty on camera your own mother wouldn't recognize you." The livestream launched. The viewer count instantly exploded past a hundred thousand. Bots started flooding the chat. The screen was packed with insults: "Slut." "Degenerate." "Drink it already. Let's see the show." Suddenly, Jake's phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, and his vicious expression twisted into pure joy.

“You’re too good to me.” She lay back against her pillows, the tapestry a wrinkled backdrop, and spread her legs for the camera. The vibrator buzzed to life, a low hum. She guided it between her folds, already slick from adrenaline and the performance. Her back arched as she pressed it against her clit, a practiced moan escaping her lips. She kept her eyes open, locked on the camera, on the username DaddyD53 now highlighted in gold in the chat. DaddyD53: Louder. Let them all hear how grateful you are.

Mea opened the first one under the Chatmates tab. marcc_ wants to gossip about your photo marcc_: i’d sit beside you so you could lean your head on my shoulder itsmecristy: sure. you’ll have to endure my talkative friends tho marcc_: i wouldn’t mind itsmecristy: nice <3 marcc_: wanna be my travel buddy? Mea glared madly at the three women who now ducked their heads down, feeling guilty even before she started. She still started anyway. “Seriously? ‘Nice’ and a heart damned emoji?”