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A box popped up, asking for me to input a username. My fingers hovered over the keyboard. Did I really want to watch some camgirl in a room full of other men with their dicks in their hands? No.
But my resolve weakened when she crawled onto the bed and sat on her knees, sucking on a red lollipop and sending a sunny smile our way.
I’d never been so fucking jealous of candy before.
She leaned forward and started typing on a keyboard, giving me a view right down the frilled, love heart dotted underwear set she wore. She was more slight than my usual type up top, with maybe an A-cup and thickening about the hips and ass, with thighs I’d gladly get lost beneath. The panties dug lightly into the tanned flesh at her hips, and I imagined my fingers gripping her there, seeing them indent into her skin.
I hesitated as I considered a username. My actual name was obviously not going to cut it. It was a primal site, and looking through the other users there were plenty of beast this, and Master-so-and-so that, but she was bringing out a side of me I’d long kept hidden.
ScotsDaddy38
Hardly rocket science, but even typing the Daddy in made my balls twitch. It had been years since I’d last entertained that kink, knowing that the woman I’d likely marry wouldn’t be one who deigned to indulge those sorts of kinks.
But Nicole had all but given me permission to play away, as long as it was discreet. A little indulgence for my poor blue balls online was pretty under the radar. Plus, I was only watching in the open chat. Cherry didn’t even know I existed.
Pushing down the covers, I put my laptop on the bedside table and did my best to ignore the tirade of messages swapping between the other punters and her.
Music played softly in her room, and I imagined being there, leaning over her and pushing my hands into her long, thick dark hair and dragging her mouth to my own. Tasting that sweet candy on her lips before pressing my dick into her throat to see if the candy would leave a sticky residue around the base.
My hand slid over the engorged tip of my dick, and when she shifted position on the bed, leaning over to grab something and giving me a full view of her round arse, I muffled my groan.
‘Cherry, I’d fucking ruin you.’ I growled, my balls tensing as she turned back to the camera, twirling the lollipop over her tongue before pressing it in between her lips.
Thrusting into my hand, I focused on her face. The dark lashes would stick to her cheeks when I fucked her so hard I made her cry. She’d give me the sweetest sighs when I closed my hand around her neck, cutting off the air until she came hard beneath me. Sweet Cherry would enjoy it. She had one of those faces which people mistook for innocence, but it wasn’t innocence, it was a sweetness which always hid a deeper darkness. I’d seen it before and I didn’t doubt that she was on the primal site for a reason. She could cam anywhere and be successful with her looks, but something must have attracted her to there.
Or maybe I was thinking too much into it and it was just better money.
Either way, imagining her squealing beneath my hands was exactly what I needed.
With a groan, I focussed in on her mouth as she toyed with the lolly, picturing those perfect lips sucking down my cum.
Then she spoke. Her voice was soft and with only a gentle Glaswegian lilt.
‘Thank you for joining me ScotsDaddy.’
And the daddy on her lips was my undoing. It was all I needed to fill my fist.
The orgasm ripped through me as I rocked my hips, picturing her throat taking every drop.
I fought the temptation to smear my cum over the screen, just to see it marring her face.
‘Fuck, Cherry. I needed that,’ I said before laying back in the bed, willing myself to go clean up.
I left her on the bedside table as I took a quick shower before crawling back into bed and facing the screen.
And with her laying on her bed, I fell into a deep, decadent, dreamless sleep at last.
CHAPTER FIVE
VALENTINA
‘Lara, did you pinch that cute pink set I bought last week?’ I shouted through the flat while looking through my wardrobe.
My new, pristine black dress hung in its plastic on the front of the wardrobe door, mocking me with its prim, sleek lines where I preferred ruffles and silk and sweet patterns. My mum had informed me that the party was strictly black tie, so we’d both opted for stylish but sedate knee-length dresses. I tried not to wince at the price tag, begrudging every penny spent on my big-headed family. Mum’s delight when seeing herself in her dress soothed my soul a little at least. She was only in her forties, and still every bit as beautiful as she’d always been. I’d always hoped she’d find someone new to cherish her, but after my dad, she’d focused her whole life on me. Maybe I should sign her up to an app...
Lara appeared at my door with a pile of pink lace in her hands. ‘Sorry babe, the bodysuit was still drying in the bathroom.’
While we both had plenty of work clothes, we often raided one another’s stash for something different for our regulars. Her punters were far more into leather and PVC, where mine seemed to enjoy my overtly feminine style. When I first started camming, I thought I’d have to follow Lara’s lead and dress in kinky clothing, but I hated every minute of the hot, sticky, clingy fabrics. Eventually, I fell back into my personal clothes and sets and found way more success when I was leaning into what I enjoyed.
