By the time they’d tipped her out of her pants, I was sweating and was slowly playing with myself, something I was sure the entire audience was doing. She was never fully nude. Terri always had clothes of some kind on one part of her body or another.
I was surprised when a rather large tip had her sinking a large fleshy dildo into her mouth. Even with the mask on, it was hot. Her bag held dildos of every shape and color. She used whichever the client asked for… if they tipped large enough.
Another 20 minutes and she’d violated nearly every part of herself with a toy or her fingers, and each time someone paid her for the pleasure. As she did this, she kept up conversations with her clients using a variety of sultry voices, including the one she’d used on my dad. No wonder she was so good at it; she’d had practice.
I was watching her stroke a nice-sized cock in and out of her pussy as she was approaching a real orgasm. The longer and louder she got, the more the tips poured in. I glanced at the screen and saw she already had over $200 in tips!
Terri’s moans pulled me away from the screen and back to her panting form. I loved watching her cum, it was one of the sexiest things I’d ever seen. Watching her doing it now, in front of several hundred people, was making my heart race. I couldn’t help it, I started rubbing my cock through my jean shorts and as Terri came loudly, I gasped.
I couldn’t help it; she was too hot, and rubbing my cock felt too good. If I didn’t stop soon, I was going to blow all over myself.
Apparently, someone in the audience heard me because when Terri stopped shuddering and got a hold of herself, she spoke to the screen.
“Yes, I do have someone here. She’s helping me with my setup today.” Terri smiled, sweat from her exertions sliding down her still-heaving chest.
“No, you don’t know her,” Terri continued as the audience suddenly wanted to know about her mystery guest. “Yes, she’s a friend of mine who’s thinking about starting her own channel. I’m… teaching her the ropes, as it were,” Terri grinned.
They were talking about me. I suddenly became nervous, even though they couldn’t see me. They had heard me and knew I was there.
“I don’t think she’s ready for her big debut just yet, guys,” Terri said and was flooded with a barrage of tipping tones from people trying to convince her to put me on camera.
I glanced over and saw over $200 in fresh tips had flashed by, just for me to get on the other side of the camera. That was a lot of money to me.
I glanced at Terri, who was looking at me. I swear, she read my mind as just then as a slow grin curled across her face.
“I don’t know you guys, she’s still pretty shy. But I must be honest, she did glance at the screen with all those tips. Maybe if you–” was all she got out before a deafening roar of tones erupted.
I glanced at the screen again and over $500 had just been dumped into the account. “Holy shit,” I whispered.
Terri’s smile broadened, “Yeah, I think you have her attention now. And yes, that was her voice.” Terri turned to me and crooked a finger at me. “I think someone wants to meet you.”
My hands shook from fear and the thrill of what was happening. People were paying money just to see me on camera!
But I couldn’t move; my legs wouldn’t work.
“OK, calm down, settle down, or you’ll scare her away. Trust me, if you could see her right now, she’s trying to decide whether to run for the door or not. No!” Terry said as the tips started up again. “No, that wasn’t me trying to hit you up for more tips; I was just being honest.”
My stomach was doing flip-flops, but as usual, my cock was helping think for me as I slowly stood.
“Hang on guys, let me give her a hand; she looks a little shaky,” Terri said as she stood up. She still had her shirt on, but open, exposing her boobs. They swayed sexily as she stood.
“Thank you, Rog411.” She flashed a grin at the camera as a loud tone sounded, marking a tip just for her standing up. “Think I’ll have to stand up for you guys more often.”
Terri’s hand was outstretched to me, around the camera. I reached out and took it tentatively as she slowly drew me onto the set.
“Now, you guys be nice. She wasn’t planning on being up here today, and she’s being a real sport for doing it just for you,” Terri said as she pulled me down onto the couch next to her.
I was wearing simple street clothes. I had on a pair of jean shorts, tennis shoes, and a hockey jersey I’d stolen from Thomas a long time ago when we used to go to the big games.
I didn’t know what to do, so I just sat there like a scared rabbit in the hunter’s gun sights.
“Oh, you’re shaking, you poor thing. Don’t be nervous,” Terri said as she put an arm around me to the sound of several tipping tones.
“Now, she literally created an account today, you guys. We hadn’t even talked about when the first time she was planning on being on camera. So, you have to forgive her shyness. She’s not prepared for the big old scary audience y’all have out there,” Terri’s voice descended into baby speak.
I glanced at the monitor and saw a flurry of welcome messages and words of comfort. It was odd. I’d been expecting a sex-starved, rowdy crowd like you’d see at a movie strip club. This was a group of people who seemed kind and genuinely happy to see me being so brave. It made me smile, and my jitters went away a little.
“Yes, she is still shaking,” Terri confirmed, holding up my hand for them to see. “But y’all being so nice seems to be calming her down. Let’s keep that up, OK? Yes TerryTheTerrible007, she is quite lovely, isn’t she?” Terri said in a cheery voice. “So, let’s have some kind questions, you guys. Maybe that will help to settle her down.”
Immediately, questions started firing in.
“Easy, slow down, you guys, not so fast. Yeah, I know; I don’t say that too often, huh?” Terri teased, a bit of the Terri I knew surfacing. This kind and cheery Terri was weird. I didn’t know her.
“OK, that’s easy,” Terri said, turning to me. “JammerMan1410 wants to know if you like hockey. Seems he knows the jersey you’re wearing.”
Hockey, that’s easy. I can talk about hockey.
I nodded my head and cleared my throat, “Uh… yeah,” I coughed and cleared my throat again, this time in my normal voice. “I love hockey. I used to go every chance I could afford it,” I chuckled.
Several tips came in then, supposedly to help me start going to hockey games again.
“Yes JesusChristopherBuddaMan, she’s very adorable. Couldn’t you just eat her up?” Terri winked at me, where the camera couldn’t see. “Thanks, SpiderDude221, but I don’t think she’s ready to be meeting anyone in public just yet, even to go to a hockey game,” Terri shook her finger at the camera, making her boobs sway and catching my attention.
Apparently, the audience didn’t miss anything.