“But I wasn’t excepting… a relationship with my audience… cause that’s what this feels like. It feels like we’re on our first date and just trying to get to know one another. We’re nervous, asking safe questions, trying to feel each other out while hoping to feel each other up later. Is that what it’s always like here?”
The answers came fast and furious as everyone, even the ordinarily quiet ones, voiced an opinion. You could tell the quiet ones apart from the loud, more chatty ones because there was an indicator next to each name that told you how much they’d posted.
I took a moment to read several of the replies.
“Huh,” I said after a minute. “The jest of it seems to be that this is not a normal kind of channel? Most of the adult performers out there seem to just want to do the deed, get paid and sign off? That R’s channel is unique because she takes the time to talk, and not in a ‘just humor them’ kind of way?” I looked at Terri, who nodded.
“It’s true. You call it a relationship with the audience, I call it a connection. Just like with anyone I’m going to spend personal time with, I want to know them as more than strangers. Especially if I’m going to get a bit more… intimate with them. Is that wrong?” Terri asked.
“Oh, hell no!” I said with finality. I turned back to the camera, “I’m going to give this one to you guys as a freebie. I’ve slept with quite a few people… well, I take that back. I’ve fucked quite a few people; sleeping with someone is totally different.”
I could see Terri nodding out of the corner of my eye.
“I’m not a ‘hey, you’re hot, let’s do it,’ kind of girl. I have to know you at least a little before I’m willing to take my clothes off. And yes,” I shook my head. “I know how that sounds since I took my clothes off in front of you yesterday.” I glanced at Terri again.
“Like I said, I’m going to be honest with you guys, even if you might not like it.” I looked dead into the camera, “I didn’t take my clothes off for you guys yesterday.” I looked at Terri, “I took them off for her.”
Terri looked up at me and the strange tone that was in my voice.
I wasn’t sure where this was coming from; I just went with it.
“You see, yesterday, I’d been watching my goddess of a best friend doing all these hot things for over an hour, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to have her. You guys just happened to be there when I attacked her.” I turned back to the camera. “So, yeah. I know yesterday wasn’t exactly what I’d call porn. You know, planned out scenes and angles and staged parts so you got to see all the nasty bits. It was just two friends going at one another cause we like each other. We just happened to have an audience.” I shrugged.
“Now, don’t get me wrong, I plan on doing all sorts of nasty shit with you guys. I’ve got stuff I want to do today that’s going to blow your minds. But I thought doing this channel, I was basically going to show off for a cold camera while people paid me for the privilege of watching my body. I didn’t expect… a connection as R calls it. But it feels different now.
“And yeah, I know this is going to sound hokey, but… you guys aren’t the cold camera I was expecting. You feel more like the people you are out there and we’re going to share something pretty cool together. Just forgive me if I get a bit carried away and don’t show you the perfect camera angle sometimes. I’m not going to fake anything up here, not even if you try to pay me to.
“We’ve all been with someone who wasn’t enjoying themselves. Maybe it was a crappy TV show you were watching together, maybe an awkward conversation, maybe it was even bad sex. I’m not going to do anything up here that I don’t enjoy. It wouldn’t be fair to you, and it would turn this into work for me, something nobody enjoys.” I smiled at the camera, then shook my head.
“OK, sorry, kinda went down a rabbit hole with that one. Rambler, remember?” I glanced at the screen and saw nothing but supportive and understanding messages.
“Seriously, you guys? My own friends, R excluded, don’t support me the way you guys are right now. You’re awesome!” I perked up. As I’d been talking, it was like I was wearing myself down, talking myself into a hole of sorts. I guess I’d been testing my new audience to see how they’d react. Surprisingly, there were more people here now than when I started.
More and more positive messages were flowing in, and it was strangely turning me on.
“OK,” I slapped my hands on my knees. “I was planning on answering some more questions, but guys, I’m horny. You don’t mind if I cut the questions short this time? I promise to answer more next time. R has been teasing the shit out of me all day, and I can’t take much more.”
A moment later, Terri looked up from the screen and smiled at me, “They don’t seem to mind.”
“Awesome! You guys are the best!” I grabbed Terri and pulled her into my lap, causing her to yelp in surprise as I did.
“And you, do you mind if we…”
In response, Terri took my face in her hands, leaned over and kissed me. The kiss started slow but quickly became much more passionate.
My hands had a mind of their own as they began to fondle her through her sports bra.
Breaking off suddenly, I looked at the camera.
“Don’t you guys love sports bras? Aren’t they the best? I mean, she might as well be naked with how well this thing conforms to her,” I said, making a show of playing with her boobs.
Terri moaned into my neck and she kissed and bit me.
I pulled her sports bra up, revealing one naked breast, but kept the other covered. It was a bit awkward, but I kept one hand on each and displayed them for the camera to see.
“I dunno, sometimes I think the sports bra is hotter. What do you guys think?”
“Stop teasing me,” Terri moaned.
“Of course,” I said, ignoring her. “There’s always the whole rolled-up thing,” I said, and I pulled her bra up, freeing her magnificent breasts. I left the now rolled-up bra just above her boobs and massaged her chest lewdly. “I think this is probably hottest because it’s like she’s not quite naked yet.”
I glanced at the screen, and people seemed to agree with me for the most part.
Not to be outdone, Terri pushed me away and slid down so that she was kneeling in front of me.
“Then there’s the ever-popular ripping the bitch’s shirt off bit,” she said as she roughly yanked my tank top off and threw it over her shoulder. She then buried her face in my boobs.
I sighed in contentment as she began nuzzling me. Her hands roughly grabbed my hair and pulled my head back as she began to alternate, licking and biting at me. I gasped and hissed in appreciation.
Then she was crushing herself to me, kissing me deeply. She twisted so the camera could get a better shot of our mouths and how our breasts were being mashed together. If it looked half as hot as it felt, the shot had to be amazing.
Terri broke and looked me in the eye.
“You ready?” she asked.
“Are you kidding?” I panted.
She grinned evilly and looked at the camera.
“OK folks, I promised you something you’d never seen before, and this is it.” Terri pushed me back in the chair and pulled me further down into it so she could get at my sweats.
It was easy to see me through the sweats if you knew what was there. Still, Terri took her time sliding the sweats down my hips and slowly exposing my hard cock an inch at a time.