Chapter 10.2
I wasn’t sure if she noticed but she carried on regardless, talking about how she worked in media, but had managed to set herself up to work from home and how much she was enjoying it and the much improved work life balance that came with it. I laughed as I recalled her last show, feeling my jeans and panties tighten against my tucked cock and the metal plug inside me shift. She looked at me quizzically and I realised that my laugh would have seemed out of place.
Fumbling a little for an explanation as my arousal increased, I merely suggested that being able to spend longer in bed is an absolute benefit of the work from home schedule and it left plenty of time for more self-care. With a bit of a wink and a devilish grin on my part, my own cam girl persona taking charge and not permitting me to shy away.
Her infectious smile greeted my reply and she agreed it totally had its plus points. Our conversation moved on, but feeling buoyed by my suggestions our chat remained friendly but with a slight undertone of flirtatiousness. We talked about the holidays we’d like to go on and the places we wanted to visit once the flights resumed and it all became a lot easier.
At one point she wanted to show me some pictures of her last trip on her phone and we sat side by side, pressed up close as we peered at the screen. I could smell her scent, her shampoo and made the most of our close proximity. I placed my arm around her shoulder as we lent in and nothing seemed unnatural or forced. We were just two girlfriends catching up.
The drinks long finished we carried on chatting about all sorts, the casual touching just became a part of our interaction and my alter ego persona carried me through it effortlessly. It was almost impossible to imagine me being able to do this before, I wouldn’t have had the courage, and very probably would have cum in my pants multiple times over with the amount of times her hand stroked or touched my leg.
My daydream was interrupted as her phone rang and she apologised while she answered. I took the opportunity to make a beeline for the restroom, I needed to calm down a little and collect myself, that and the two beverages had worked their way through me. Entering the ladies toilet I sat down and relieved myself, my now semi hard cock making it much more difficult to tuck neatly back.
Try as I might there was no way I would get it into the same position as I had it before and I had to settle for it being less well hidden, with a slight bulge now visible through the tight crotch of my jeans. It wasn’t too bad though, even if I really didn’t have a choice I would just have to go with it.
When I returned to our seats, she had finished the call but said that she would need to get back as she had got caught up in our conversation and lost track of time, she went to the lavatory while I collected my things. When she returned I was all set to go and she picked up her belongings as I held the door open for her to leave. Outside we both expressed how nice it had been, Ellie asking if she could have my number so we could do coffees again sometime or maybe something stronger of an evening if I wasn’t free during the day. Of course I jumped at the chance and moments later we were saying our goodbyes with a very tight hug and kiss on the cheek.
Smiling at each other we parted ways and I bounced home on a cloud higher than I had ever been before. I couldn’t believe it, I had her number, not the number she gave out to fans on her broadcasts but her personal number. Never in my wildest dreams did I think this would happen, let alone for her to ask ME for my number, the day could not get any better.
Not once had I felt like the old me, shy, awkward and insecure. Could I even call it my cam girl persona, if that was seemingly me all the time today and none of it was forced, everything felt natural and easy. Perhaps this new me was the better one, I would never have had the confidence to behave like that as the old me that’s for sure.
I floated home, my mind awash with everything, the plug occasionally nudging me inside, and cock in its slightly less restricted position swelling involuntarily. I was no longer bothered about what had happened in the shower thinking about Marc, I was one hundred percent into Ellie, just the thought of her made me swoon. I was smitten beyond belief, even if she didn’t feel the same way, the thought of seeing her again made my heart leap. Whatever I did for the cameras was just to make more money, if that meant imagining Marc and calling out his name for the benefit of my fans, then so be it. It was nothing compared to the opportunity to spend more time with my idol.
Arriving home my mind was already quite worked up, the attention from people, the new outfits from the changing room, the whole thing with Ellie and the entire day with my favourite little plug nudging away. I was feeling super horny and although it was a strange time for a show, I decided to start early and spend as long as I could edging and building myself up for the biggest release possible.
Even though I had new outfits for my new chest, I wanted to take them off, they’d been on for 24 hours or more and there was no way I was going to leave my nipples out of any playtime today. I used the releasing agents, carefully peeled them off and hopped in the shower to get myself ready cleaning myself inside and out very thoroughly.
I already had in mind that I wanted to take the largest of the new dildos that I bought so just to get things going I slid the biggest plug I had inside, there was no discomfort but it certainly made its presence known whenever I had to bend over or pick something up. My lace thong was no match for my overly keen erection which persisted as I applied makeup and fixed my hair.
As always before a show I liked to evaluate my appearance, looking for things I could improve or change that would increase my appeal and build more fans. Without my chest inserts an easy win was obviously absent, but my puffy nipples poking through the sheer bra was a very respectable compromise and as I tweaked them the spike of pleasure more than made up for it.
I really was proud and pleased with the way I looked, very much passable except for the tent in my panties, and it was hard not to be turned on by what I saw. Ultimately I was my own harshest critic and even my judgemental eye was satisfied with how I looked.
My show was so much fun, I already told people from the outset that it was going to be a long one, and people dropped in and out, but I progressed through the dildos, the other bonus of not having the false breasts was that I could coil myself up much easier and the head of my cock passed my lips for the first time. Being able to feel the buzz of the vibrator in my ass through my rock hard cock was a sensation I never thought I would feel and it took everything to pull away from the imminent rising of my orgasm.
I teased and played with all of my toys for hours and I realised I never connected up my lovesense. If there was a day, then today would be it and it took quite a faff to get it set up and working. I’d seen plenty of models use them, and never knew if their reactions were genuine or not but all I can say is that when someone dropped a big donation and it hit me for the first time the buzz shook right to the core of my pleasure centre.
I must have had it positioned in the most ideal place as I gasped and cooed for the duration of its time, it very nearly brought me to climax with no other input from myself. Of course spending hours and hours edging had put me in a heightened state and by now I was on a hair trigger.
With that in mind I challenged my viewers to make me cum, and they wasted no time in dropping tokens, ping after ping and this time I could feel it as well as hear it. After last night I knew how I wanted to finish and knowing I could suck more of my cock into my mouth I was keen to get my reward straight from the tap.
I laid back, pulled my engorged dick to my mouth and drew it in, savouring the sweet dripping precum and moaning as the toy pulsed erratically in my ass. With both hands free I could maximise the leverage on my legs to force it deeper. I know it was coming and wanted nothing more than for it to arrive, my orgasm was building.
As my fans donated greater sums the buzzing became stronger and for longer lengths of time, my groans through a mouth full of cock spurring them on, my tongue lapping up the constant flow hungrily sucking as much as I could. I wanted more, I craved it with every passing second.
I wanted more of my cock in my mouth, I wanted more sensations in my ass, to feel more of everything, my left hand now mauled my sensitive nipples, anything to get me over the line. Finally someone hit the jackpot. The toy in my ass burst up to the maximum, I adjusted it to hit my prostate perfectly and everything combined to push me over the edge.
My lips sealed tight around my now pulsing cock, the first shot fired hard to the back of my mouth, my tongue twisting and turning around my glands as the second and third jets flowed copious amounts of cum down my gulping throat. It tasted so sweet and fruity, not a hint of bitterness, just so good and satisfying, my ass clenching with each throb driving another squirt filling my senses, pleasure overwhelming my entire body.
I gasped for air at my seemingly never ending orgasm as people carried on donating and the continues vibrations drove my orgasm to continue, smaller waves but relentless in their all consuming joy. After what must have been twelve or more loads my still pulsing cock had no more to give, and my body uncoiled in protest. Unable to regain control as aftershocks coursed though me. My entire body was ignited with the most unimaginable, seemingly never ending pleasure and I could only lay there and bask in the glory.
As I regained composure and sat up to engage with my fans, on a single drop of cum lay on my lips which I wasted no time feeding to myself not to waste a drop, to the natural applause of my viewers. Tonight had been a lot of fun not to mention profitable, and despite previous nights being great, being able to play with my whole body was so much more rewarding.
I felt fully satisfied, and totally vindicated in my decision to go down this rabbit hole of a journey. I almost felt at ease with the idea that I would be made redundant and could survive doing this, the money was now the same, my life was going great with the minor detail of my outward appearance being of the opposite sex. But that had plenty of benefits too as Ellie once again came to mind.
After the show I had a well-practiced routine, the cameras and lights were switched off and while the files all synced I cleaned myself and the bed. With the last of the energy in my body I quickly edited down the footage, extracted the best stills and uploaded them all to my various platforms. The multitude of messages would have to wait, but I knew each upload was another string to the bow of my growing online empire and the revenue stream that was attached to it.
The next few days followed a similar pattern, I’d get up, shoot a video or stream to resolve my persistent morning wood, practice some yoga and have a light breakfast, then go for a run more often than not meeting Marc along the way and all the fun flirting that that entailed. The odd message to Ellie, even sending her pictures with different makeup looks that I would try out to get her feedback. Our conversations were always friendly but I could help sneak in a little more flesh that I perhaps should have.
If I did use the breast forms for a show I would rarely keep them on afterwards, although they felt quite nice, the weight and especially how the looked in outfits for trips to the shops, I just couldn’t get over the lack of sensation, my nipples had become such a significant part of my arsenal to turn myself on and give me the best orgasms. Not to mention the constant use of the vacuum cups made them much larger and persistently erect.
The constant use of makeup was also changing things, using the lip plumping pads every day sometimes twice had led to a constant fulness which I not only loved the look of but loved the feel of when I sucked my own dick, being able to feel it from both sides was a strange sensation but always highly pleasurable.
One morning I decided to go to the local beauty salon, as my hair really needed some help, the daily blow-drying and styled taking its toll. And I decided to just go for the full works. It wasn’t busy and they seemed more than happy to go to town. Styled and dyed hair, nails shaped polished and gel coated, eyebrow shaping and a full facial treatment that left my skin glowing and flawless.
I got totally carried away, but the results spoke for themselves. I was so convinced that my job was done for that none of this would really matter. And when I showed the outcome to Ellie she showered me with praise and it was all worth it. And the shows for the rest of the day had an air of contentment to them, I knew how good I looked and it came across in all my broadcasts. I spent longer than usual in front of the mirror selecting outfits and assessing my reflection.