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M/F, F/F & just about everything else
In order to broadcast Amy's "live sex show" over the
Internet, through her website, I had to give the porn star's webmaster
a telephone call and go over the technical details with him. From
my computer, I would send the dual audio and visual feeds to a
main switching server, where the webmaster would hook in and then
broadcast them through Amy's site.
With my seven meg frame relay connection to the Internet, the
pictures and sound would come across as crystal-clear. Everything
would be broadcast in real-time, without the slightest bit of
choppiness, or any possible interruption. The end result, in terms
of technical quality, would be one of the best video movies ever
broadcast over the Internet.
Amy, of course, had presented me with the idea of a "live
sex show" for her website just last evening over dinner.
Before her return to the island, Amy had built quite a loyal following
for herself on the Internet. Her site was already considered top-notch,
and a major selling point of it were these "live sex shows"
- starring Amy and her friends - which routinely took place every
two weeks.
Knowing she would be on the island for nearly three months, Amy
asked if it would be possible for her to have a couple of webcasts
from here. Without any for three months, Amy said, her site would
suffer and she would lose a ton of memberships. She needed these
webcasts to stay successful because they were the most popular
feature of her site.
Being the type of person that I am, I had always put the well-being
and happiness of my harem of ladies before me. I wanted Amy to
succeed in everything she tried, and was more than happy to help
her in furthering along the website.
The show, as they say, would go on!
Amy and Lindsay had already made plans to be co-stars in
the first webcast, which would originate from my suite. I'm not
quite sure what role Amy had in mind for herself... but Lindsay
was going to portray a naughty cheerleader.
The two ladies would probably do a little primping and posing
for the camera, before ravishing each others' bodies in what promised
to be a spirited sexual encounter. Live audio and visual feeds
would be available on Amy's website.
The webmaster projected that even with less than 12 hour notice
for Amy's site members, the sex show would have over 500 live
viewers from all over the world. It would also be archived for
the site, thus it would be viewed thousands of times in the future.
Plus, he said, members would share the movie file with others
through both e-mail and newsgroups.
In short, the webmaster predicted that within seven days, the
video will have been seen by more than 50,000 people. Within two
months, that number could reach one million.
* * *
With these figures in mind, I went to Lindsay and asked her if
she truly understood what she was getting herself into. If Lindsay
went ahead and did this show with Amy - as was planned - she would
basically become a porn star herself.
An unfathomable amount of people would see her - from all over
the world - engaged in sexual activities. That is not the type
of thing the highly innocent, sweet-as-silk-looking 18-year-old
would seem to have on her life's resume. The little blonde just
seemed too pure and wholesome for that.
Lindsay appreciated my concern, but said she had weighed all the
options in her mind, and decided to go through with the show.
The enchantress made references to the summer, when she was thinking
of getting into the porn industry with Amy. At the time, I told
her she would get eaten alive by the pressures and temptations
that came with being an adult film star. I simply did not think
Lindsay could handle it.
"Now," the teen told me, "I won't have to worry
about any pressure or temptation. I'll be here, on the island,
all safe and secure. The webcast will even emanate from here.
No one will be able to do anything bad to me. No one will try
to get into my head and tell me things." She paused and added,
"I'll get to live a fantasy - being in a porn movie with
millions of people seeing me. But there will never be any repercussions,
because I'll be safe here on the island. I won't regret it. This
is something I want to do."
That was a good enough answer, and it really put my mind at ease.
I had been worried about Lindsay. Would she have any regrets in
the future about taking part in this webcast with Amy? According
to her answer - no, she wouldn't.
* * *
When I got back to my computer, I sent Trish - Lindsay's old
flame from the summer - an e-mail about what would take place
tonight on Amy's website. I even passed along my personal username
and password, so she could log onto the site and see her sweet,
little Lindsay in action.
Since Trish checked her e-mail several times a day, I knew she
would receive my message in time. I wondered if she would go ahead
and sign on tonight with my username... or just skip the opportunity.
Whatever she chose to do would perhaps give me a true answer as
to whether or not Trish had any regrets whatsoever about leaving
the island during the summer. That was one thing which I found
myself thinking about quite often. Did the Canadian wish that
she and Lindsay were still together?
I guess even to this day, I thought Trish and Lindsay really belonged
together. But I'm not quite sure what I wanted to accomplish by
sending Trish this e-mail with my log-in information for Amy's
site.
Maybe, just maybe... Trish would see these live pictures of Lindsay
and want to come running back to her. Or, maybe Trish was truly
over Lindsay. Maybe sending her my username and password would
turn out to be a huge mistake. Maybe...
I really had no idea about anything.
* * *
An hour before the webcast was to begin, I decided it was time
to go into my personal suite and get everything ready. I had to
hook my video camera, a Sony DXC-D30WS, into the computer by way
of a firewire connection. I also had to test the audio and visual
transfer with Amy's webmaster to make sure things were in perfect
working order. Lastly, I had to position the big stage lamp beside
the bed so there would be plenty of illumination during the 20-minute
show.
All of the ladies wanted to be in the background during the performance,
but Amy had said earlier they would be much better off watching
it from the computer downstairs. She did not want any noises or
distractions coming from behind the scenes which her site users
could pick up on.
The only people who would be in the suite would be Amy and Lindsay,
and yours truly. I would serve as the cameraman for the event.
I privately wondered how long it would take before I started to
moan and groan during the show myself. Amy didn't want any background
noises or distractions, but I knew eventually I would not be able
to control myself...
* * *
Moments later, my eyes were wide and my cock was about to explode
as I took in the wondrous sight of Lindsay as she stood in front
of me... showing off her cheerleader uniform.
Where do I start? Would it be her sweet-cheeks face or the bright
red lipstick? Lindsay's long-flowing blonde hair pulled into a
girlish pony-tail with the help of a blue ribbon, or the light
touch of mascara the 18-year-old used to enhance her already perfect
complexion?
Lindsay wore a sleeveless, V-necked cheerleader top which was
made of pure cotton. It's primary color was white, but the top
also had a pair of blue and red stripes which adorned its front
near her stomach, and arched up to her shoulders. In stylish,
unique letters, the name "Lindsay" arched across her
breasts. The letters were black with a red border.
The little bombshell's cheerleading skirt was extremely short,
as well. It was white with blue pleats, and flipped and bounced
about easily with every move she made. As a result, her blue cheerleader
panties could be seen more often than not. The sight was an instant
cock-riser.
Lindsay also wore white, ankle-high socks, and a pair of matching
sneakers. Those two accessories really gave a nice contrast to
the dark, rich tan which Lindsay had worked so hard on since the
summer began. I should also point out that her tan was of the
all-over variety...
In short, Lindsay looked like a cheerleader angel. But with what
she was about to embark on - the webcast - I knew it would be
anything about angelic. The minx would perform in perhaps the
sluttiest thing a woman could ever do - porn.
Spinning around on one foot, Lindsay giggled like a schoolgirl
as she modeled the uniform for me. "I already know that you
like it, Jeremy," she said to me. "So I won't ask you
that. I just hope all of Amy's users like it, too."
My eyes were wide, and I still had the gigantic lump to deal with
in my trousers. "I... I don't see how anyone would NOT like
it, sweetheart. You... you're so precious."
Lindsay giggled again, obviously enjoying my heartfelt compliments.
How could anyone not find this girl beautiful? She had definitely
been sent to me from High Above...
"Oh, they'll like it," Amy remarked, standing off to
the side while simply devouring Lindsay with her eyes. "One
look at you in that uniform, sweetheart... and the guys will have
their cocks out in no time flat. I guarantee that."
Speaking of eye candy, let's not forget about Amy.
The naughty red-head, whose curvaceous body will probably net
her millions just from movie-making alone before her film career
is over, had decked herself out pretty nicely. Amy wore a sexy,
off-the-shoulder black mini-dress, which displayed a considerable
amount of both cleavage and leg.
The dress ended at mid-thigh and gave way to a pair of firm, well-proportioned
legs which were snugly encased in dark stockings. Amy accentuated
those lovely legs even more with a pair of 5" high-heels,
their color also black, with ankle straps and accompanying buckles
for added support.
Her red hair, long and free-flowing, was styled with little wavelets
and curls down the sides. Amy's large breasts were also outlined
to perfection within the confines of the mini-dress. Her whole
luscious body, in fact, fit the flirtatious garment like an absolute
glove.
Of particular interest to me, however, was the mere sight of Amy's
vast, deepened cleavage. The mini-dress offered a wondrous, mouth-watering
view of it, helping to give the scamp the overall look of a billion-dollar
prostitute.
I had a charming, innocent-looking cheerleader on one side, with
an edgy, seasoned slut on the other. Lindsay looked like the captain
of the varsity team, while Amy was literally busting out of her
provocative mini-dress.
I would do my best, and try not to create a commotion during the
webcast. However, at some point... I knew I would cum, and groan
out all sorts of noises. Lindsay and Amy were too beautiful, and
looked a million times more appealing than they normally did with
these outfits on.
If I did lose control of myself and cum - which I knew I would
- at least I could take solace in the definite fact that hundreds,
if not thousands, of other men across the world would be doing
the same thing right along with me.
* * *
Standing above her, I had the video camera trained on Amy's lovely
face as she sat in the swivel chair next to my computer. With
the camera perched atop my shoulder, I also had a tempting, downward
view into the depths of the starlet's vast, deepened cleavage.
Amy offered the camera a charming smile as I began the countdown
with fingers from my opposite hand. The webcast was slated to
begin. Three, two, one... SHOWTIME!
"Hi everybody!" Amy said in her most cheerful, upbeat
tone. "I'm Aimee Embers, and welcome to another one of my
live web broadcasts!" I knelt down in front of the luscious
27-year-old and put the camera's eye in line with her face.
Aimee Embers, by the way, was her stage name for the adult industry.
It wasn't her real name...
Amy continued smiling as she said, "Before we begin with
what you all came here to see - me getting FUCKED - let me put
to rest a nasty rumor that is going around about me." My
eyes went wide as my cock was already starting to ache. "No,
I am NOT retiring from porn. I love the industry too much and
besides, I just started!" Amy giggled and added, "I
am, however, on vacation for the next three months. So I won't
be making anymore movies until probably the end of February, or
sometime in March. I'm not retiring, though!"
"But all of you guys and gals will still be able to stay
up-to-date with me through my web site. Though I'm on vacation,
I've made arrangements to still have my live shows every two weeks.
You all know that I try and return all of your e-mail. It will
be a bit tougher with me on vacation, but I'll still do my best
and try to reply to everyone."
"Where am I, you ask?" Amy smirked coyly and said, "I'm
in a VERY special place. I can't give any specifics, but let me
offer a hint by saying it's a little tropical island which is
literally one step away from Heaven."
Tensing up for a moment, Amy ran a hand across her chest and then
looked at the camera with a suspicious gleam. "I saw you!"
she scolded in a mocking tone. "You were looking at my breasts!"
Amy's expression lightened somewhat, then she offered a smile.
"Do you like my breasts?"
For a moment, I thought Amy was talking to me. I was about to
answer her, but then realized that instead, she was talking to
her legion of fans on the Internet.
"I like my breasts, too," Amy said, peeling the front
of the mini-dress down, exposing the two ripe, luscious mounds
for all to see. She cradled them in both hands and sighed while
offering them a gentle massage. "My breasts... they are so
sensitive to the touch." My cock was definitely starting
to react to her provocative tone and voice.
"Whenever someone touches them," the red-head purred,
"I just come alive with sensations. I really do. Hmmmm...
maybe that's why when I'm alone, I can't keep my hands off of
my breasts." She smirked and added, "I really can't
keep my hands off my entire body, to tell you the truth."
With my free hand, I reached down and rubbed the big bulge within
my trousers. It was already starting...
In a jovial and out-going manner, Amy smiled for the camera as
she stood up. "Although I love to touch myself and masturbate,
I much rather be with an actual person. Fortunately for both you
and me, I have a VERY special friend with me here tonight. It's
fortunate for me because I'm real horny. It's fortunate for you
because, well... you get to watch my special friend and I fuck
each other."
"Come on," Amy said, crooking a finger. "Follow
me."
I kept the camera trained on the web super-star as I rose
to my feet. She sashayed her way around the computer desk, her
rounded hips swaying from side-to-side. "Come on," she
repeated, looking over her shoulder at me. I followed her to the
bed, where Internet viewers were introduced to a truly amazing
sight - Lindsay the cheerleader.
The little blonde looked a bit nervous and apprehensive as I zoomed
the camera in on her face. That was perfectly understandable,
but I had confidence she would loosen up once her and Amy got
going.
"This sweet thing, her name is Lindsay," Amy said, as
I panned the camera back. "Why don't you say hello to the
Internet, honey? Tell everyone something about yourself."
"Umm... well, my name is Lindsay," she offered in a
hushed tone. "I'm 18 years old and I live on this island."
Sensing some trepidation from her counterpart, Amy cut her off
by saying, "Lindsay is a real sweetheart, but I'm sure all
of you already know that just by looking at her."
Perhaps wanting to liven the mood, Amy sat down next to her co-star
and said to the camera, "Does anyone out there in cyber-space
like cheerleaders?" I rubbed my cock again as she added,
"I just LOVE cheerleaders." Amy paused, then giggled.
"They show team spirit, they're always so very enthusiastic.
And... you just gotta love those uniforms! Shell tops, pleated
skirts and oh, those little panties."
Just listening to Amy talk like this was almost enough to make
me blow my load. She was seducing the camera with nothing more
than mere words and playful expressions.
"Do you like cheerleader panties?" Amy said to her audience,
as she sat next to Lindsay upon the bed while placing an arm around
her shoulder. "Yeah... I know you do." Amy grinned before
adding, "Have you ever thought about what cheerleaders have
underneath their panties?" Lindsay still looked a bit nervous,
but had at least forged a little smile. "Hey!" Amy exclaimed.
"I have an idea... why don't you and I find out together?"
Lindsay offered no resistance as Amy positioned her so that she
was sprawled across her lap, her tight ass jutting upward and
looking oh-so-delicious within the little skirt.
I got an excellent angle as Amy smiled for the camera, before
grabbing the hem of Lindsay's skirt and lifting it up. Her tight,
fit-like-a-glove blue panties were in view, and my cock was already
about set to burst.
"Oh yes," Amy gushed, peering equally at the camera
and the ass which was positioned over her lap. "Look at that...
will you? Little blue panties. Cheerleader panties!"
Amy paused before asking her audience, "What do you all think?
Is this a sweet ass, or what?" She brought her hand down
upon the teen's backside, slapping it hard and causing Lindsay
to yelp wildly in response.
Amy opened her mouth and gasped, then offered a playful expression
as she slowly peeled Lindsay's panties from her ass and hips.
The blonde's body flinched with perhaps an equal mixture of apprehension
and excitement as her little pussy came into the camera's view.
"Oh... will you look at that?" the pornstress said,
running a finger along Lindsay's puffy folds while pulling her
panties all the way down, and off. "This is what cheerleaders
hide underneath their panties!" Amy giggled and added, "Wouldn't
it be nice if every woman's pussy could look as sweet and as inviting
as Lindsay's, here?"
"Oh God..." I heard the 18-year-old whimper softly,
as her body continued to flinch and vibrate about. Was she more
nervous or excited? I had no idea...
"I think you need to be spanked!" Amy exclaimed, turning
her attention to Lindsay. "Cheerleaders shouldn't EVER wear
panties! You should flaunt your little pussy for everyone to see!"
She turned back toward the camera and asked, "What do you
think? Should I spank her for hiding her pussy?"
I would venture to say that of all the men who were watching this
live show via Amy's website... at least 90% of them had their
cocks out, and were busy stroking.
I had joined the parade, too. With my free hand, I unzipped my
trousers and whipped my cock out, and was pumping away. Amy simply
came ALIVE in front of a camera...
"You 'lil slut!" the red-head exclaimed, smacking her
hand across Lindsay's sweet ass. She looked at the camera and
said, "Everyone seems to agree with me, huh? I need to spank
this little slut!" Lindsay groaned and yelped as Amy proceeded
to land a series of swift blows and hard swats.
"I think our cameraman agrees with me," Amy said, looking
at me (and the camera) as she smiled. "I know none of you
in cyber-space can see him... but I think Jeremy here is training
for the whack-tathalon." She giggled and added, "He's
our best hope for a gold medal!"
"Spank me some more," Lindsay said, though quietly.
"What?" Amy countered, looking down at her co-star.
"Did
I just hear you right? You need to be spanked some more?"
"Yes," Lindsay replied in a louder tone. Though her
face was turned away from the camera, I could tell by her tone
that the little minx was definitely turned on now. "I want
you to spank me... because I deserve it."
"Jeremy," Amy said, "get a nice, close-up shot
of this ass." I did as she requested, zooming in tightly.
"I want everyone in cyber-space to imagine that this is their
hand, not mine, which is about to discipline this little ass."
She paused and added, "This is for everyone who thinks like
I do... cheerleaders are sexy, but shouldn't wear panties. They
look great in panties, but even better without them.
And for wearing them... they should get punished."
Amy's dialogue seemed a little over-the-top... but her sole intention
was to arouse the members of her website. Let me assume that she
was being very successful...
My left hand was busy pumping and my heart was racing as Amy proceeded
to pepper the teen's backside with swat after heavy swat with
her hand. Soon, Lindsay began to scream in response as her whole
body rocked back-and-forth atop Amy's trusting lap. I took a deep
breath, trying to hold back any noises from within that would
take away from the show...
"Oh God..." the blonde cried loudly, the skin upon her
ass turning a bright shade of red before the camera's eye.
"Take that, you slut!" Amy screamed as she continued
to slap her hand upon Lindsay's upturned ass. After several more
blows, Amy finally relented as her breathing became rather labored.
I zoomed the camera out and focused upon the 27-year-old's smiling,
lust-ridden face.
"I think she deserved that," Amy grinned, her breathing
still a bit ragged. "Doesn't everyone in cyber-space think
that she deserved it, too?" Amy paused for a moment, then
looked down at Lindsay. "What about you, sweetheart?"
"Yes..." came her answer. "I... I deserved it."
"Of course you deserved it," Amy said, grabbing Lindsay
by the pony-tail and gently pulling her into a seated position.
The 18-year-old shuffled around for a bit, and then found herself
seated upon Amy's comfortable lap.
I focused the camera upon both ladies' lovely faces. Amy had a
big smile while Lindsay looked like she had just been spanked.
Her face was distraught, her eyes red. I'm sure all of the Internet
viewers were loving this...
"Awww... does that sweet, little ass hurt?" Amy teased,
before turning Lindsay's face toward hers and offering the minx
a soft, gentle kiss. I zoomed in further, focusing on the exchange
of their lips and tongues. Gentle, lustful moans could be heard
as the two ladies continued kissing...
Lindsay added to the scene as she used both hands to openly squeeze
and caress Amy's big, ample breasts. This caused the red-head
to first break the kiss, then look down at her young lover's hands.
"Do you like my breasts, baby?"
Lindsay let out a gasp and nodded, her eyes flaring.
Amy looked at the camera and said, "I already know
everyone out there likes my breasts. I bet all of you guys and
gals would like Lindsay's breasts, too."
Amy giggled as she pulled Lindsay's shell top upward, past her
breasts and thus, exposing them. Amy smiled at the mere sight
of Lindsay's breasts, then the camera, while holding the cheerleader
top up, near her shoulders. "I know all you guys out there
are whacking off," the nasty starlet proclaimed. "And
you women... you're fingering your pussies now." Amy grinned
again before adding, "Lindsay seems to have that sort of
effect on just about everyone."
Amy paused and then said to the camera, "Would anyone in
cyber-space like to see me eat some cheerleader pussy?"
My first loud noise of the night happened as she spoke those words.
I moaned uncontrollably, and I'm sure the camera wobbled about
before I was able to steady myself.
"I think Jeremy, our cameraman, just offered us a 'yes' vote,"
Amy snickered, before turning her attention back to Lindsay. "Why
don't you help me out of my dress, honey? After that, I'll eat
your tasty, little pussy."
I moaned again while Lindsay smiled, before she slid the slinky
mini-dress from Amy's sides and down her hips. When the exotic
pornstress stood up from the bed, the mini-dress fell to a harmless
heap around her ankles. It did not surprise me that Amy had on
neither a bra or a G-string.
Now completely nude - except for a pair of thigh-high stockings,
Amy slid a hand between her thighs and openly rubbed herself there.
"Hmmmmm..." she purred, her eyes in line with the camera
again. "My pussy is SO wet right now." Next, she grinned
at Lindsay and said, "I wanna eat your little pussy with
that cheerleader uniform still on." An moment later, Amy
was on her knees between Lindsay's thighs.
Whatever trepidation Lindsay had earlier was now gone.
The young blonde hooked a leg over Amy's shoulder, and then the
porn star immediately went to work. I zoomed in with the camera
and watched intently as Amy's hot, skilled tongue explored the
many sweet recesses of Lindsay's pussy. An instant later, Lindsay
began to pant and moan out in pure arousal as Amy continued prodding
her with that tongue.
"Oh yes!" Lindsay moaned, arching her neck and running
both hands through Amy's flame-red hair. "Oh yes... that
feels so good! Fuck me with your tongue! Fuck me with it!"
Now focusing upon her girlfriend's engorged clit, Amy growled
with hunger as her tongue shifted into overdrive. She toyed with
Lindsay's clit, sucking it into her mouth and rolling it around
her tongue like it was a piece of candy.
I used every last bit of determination within myself to simply
hold the camera steady. This was just too hot!
"Fuuuuuck Amy..." the blonde squealed, short of breath,
as her body squirmed and writhed about upon the mattress. "Oh
wow... that feels so good!"
Amy doubled her efforts once more, letting loose with everything
that she had. Her tongue swirled wildly upon Lindsay's clit, driving
the young minx into a hot, intense state of arousal. I zoomed
the camera in a bit closer as Amy had her face shoved as hard
as she could against her lover's crotch, her tongue moving so
fast it was a blur.
"I'm gonna cum real soon!" Lindsay screamed, now pawing
her smallish breasts - with the cheerleader top still pulled up
to her neck and shoulders. "FUCK!"
For good measure, Amy inserted a finger into Lindsay's slit -
which also turned out to be the last straw.
"OH GOD!" Lindsay screamed, her lithe body exploding
in a tidal wave of orgasm. "AMY! OH GOD! YES! FUCK YES!"
Sounds of hunger continued to emanate from within the 27-year-old's
throat as she eagerly lapped up the gooey juices which flowed
from Lindsay's sweet, delectable pussy. I zoomed in even closer,
and I'm sure everyone who watched the webcast would agree that
Amy didn't want one drop of pussy-cream to escape her hungry,
probing tongue.
How I hadn't cum yet myself... it was a pure miracle.
* * *
"Hmmmmm... that was interesting," Amy purred, withdrawing
her face from between Lindsay's thighs and looking directly into
the camera. "I hope all of you in the cyber-world enjoyed
watching me lick some cheerleader pussy." The hot red-head
grinned and added, "I sure enjoyed it."
"But you know what?" Amy paused before adding, "I
know all of you out there want to see me - Aimee Embers - get
fucked. And I want you to see me get fucked... HARD." She
smiled and concluded, "By a cock..."
My eyes went wide at those words.
"You know what to do, honey," Amy said.
Lindsay smiled and sat upon the bed, her face flushed as
she looked at Amy. Then, the sweet 18-year-old darted off the
bed and grabbed the camera from my shoulder. Before I knew what
happened next, Lindsay was giggling uncontrollably as she pointed
the camera directly at me.
My eyes were about to burst as I realized, all of a sudden, that
images of me stroking my cock with my hand were being broadcast
live over the Internet. I was in a state of absolute shock, and
it didn't end even as Amy dropped to her knees behind me and reached
for my erection.
"Let's go, Mr. Cameraman," the red-head purred, shooing
my hand away so she could stroke my cock herself. "What's
a live sex show on the Internet without some cock included?"
Regaining some of my composure, I turned and looked at Amy...
and shook my head at her. I wasn't a porn star, and I didn't want
anything to do with this. Filming her and Lindsay going at it
with the whole world watching was one thing. But I was not about
to get caught up in it myself.
However, Amy ignored the fact that I vehemently shook my head
at her. Instead, she pulled my trousers all the way down (and
off). With my back to the camera, Amy smacked my ass hard with
her hand and snickered.
"It's time for you to fuck me, stud," she proclaimed,
rising from her knees and then falling back upon the bed. "Make
sure you get everything on film, Lindsay! Get some good shots
of his big cock thrusting in-and-out of me!"
Good shots? My cock? Thrusting in-and-out of her? My heart skipped
a beat as I then realized that Lindsay had the camera behind me,
and it was on. I was completely nude below the waist... and the
camera saw everything.
"I'm not doing this," I said to Amy, pulling my trousers
back up. However, the nasty slut sat up and stopped me.
"Come on, stud! Fuck me! I know you want to. Fuck me!
Fuck me as hard as you can... the whole world is watching!"
"NO," I said to her, trying to pull my trousers back
up again - and being unsuccessful (again). "I don't want
to be shown all over the Internet! Stop this, Amy!"
"Why not?" Amy giggled. "It's fun! Come on... slide
your cock between my legs and shove it into my pussy. Come on,
I want you to fuck me. Everyone in cyber-space wants to see you
fuck me. That's what they're paying for!"
I simply shook my head at her. I could not believe this!
"You leave me no choice, then," Amy said, as she grabbed
my shirt collar and tossed me back-first onto the bed. She then
straddled my hips, her pussy hovering over my cock. "I guess
I'll just have to fuck you myself."
I growled in a mixture of reluctance and excitement as Amy engulfed
herself upon my rigid, throbbing erection. She reached down with
one hand and pressed it to my chest, using it as a balancing point,
while using her other hand to grope and massage her own breasts.
An instant later, Amy began to bounce about upon my cock like
there was no tomorrow.
"OH GOD!" I screamed, my eyes focused on the video-camera
which Lindsay had perched atop her shoulder.
I was being shown live on the Internet - having sex with Amy.
I thought back to what her webmaster had earlier told me - within
two months, this webcast could be seen by up to one million people.
What about in a year's time?
I was being ravaged, and it would all be on film!
"THAT'S IT!" Amy screamed, trying to get me more into
the mood. "OH YEAH, YOUR COCK FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD INSIDE
OF ME!" She squealed wildly while saying, "FUCK YES!
I KNOW YOU LIKE IT, JEREMY! I KNOW YOU DO! FUCK YES! YES!"
My whole universe went numb as Amy continued to impale herself
upon me. For as much as she screamed and panted above me, not
a lot of it really registered at that time. One part of me was
totally aroused, while another felt weak and exposed... even violated.
For as good as I had been to Amy - as well as all of the other
ladies - I could not believe she did not stop this little exhibition
when I told her to. Even Lindsay, my tender sweetheart... she
was in on this, too.
Why?
"OH YES!" Amy suddenly screamed. "YOU'RE CUMMING
IN ME!"
Indeed, I was... and I didn't even know it.
The white-hot explosion had occurred within me, but the rest of
my body was limp as my cock pumped load after load of sperm into
Amy's hot, nasty pussy.
For a moment, I felt like I was going to pass out. I do admit
that having a sexual encounter with Amy - no matter the circumstances
- was always very exciting. But now... I had other feelings, too.
Very bad feelings...
"That concludes our webcast for the evening," Amy purred,
looking back at the camera. "We'll have another one in two
weeks. Until then, good night... and happy fucking!"
"It's over!" Lindsay exclaimed seconds later, flipping
the camera off and setting it down upon the table.
* * *
Amy turned her head and looked down at me, my deflated cock still
buried within her pussy. She was silent for a moment, but then
offered an evil smile.
"Did you like that, Jeremy?"
"No," I told her, shaking my head. "I asked you
to stop,
and you didn't. Now, millions of people are going to see me all
over the Internet fucking you." The anger was swelling within
me. "I enjoy fucking you, sure. But I don't need everyone
to see me doing it."
"Awwwww... you're mad," Amy said, offering a mock frown
which made me even more angry. "Are you hurt, Jeremy? Do
you feel betrayed? Sad? Violated?"
"Yes!" I exclaimed after a brief bit of silence. "I
feel very violated! You had no right to do that!"
Amy giggled at me, then leaned down and kissed my cheek.
"Now you know how I feel," she said, her tone suddenly
serious. My eyes narrowed in speculation as Amy added, "I
know about your little secret." Now I was confused. What
was she talking about?
"Yeah... now you know how I feel," she said yet again.
"Getting caught on film, not expecting it. Not being asked
about it. Yeah... you know how it feels now, too. You're gonna
be watched over and over again... just like us."
"What in the world are you talking about?" I blurted
out, completely lost.
Amy pressed her lips to my ear and replied, "Voyeur room."
My eyes nearly exploded as my heart fell in my chest. Who...?
What...? How...? HOW DID AMY KNOW ABOUT THE VOYEUR ROOM? It was
supposed to be a guarded secret!
"None of us girls asked to be filmed, either," Amy said,
straightening up and looking down at me as she straddled my cock.
"Yet you've been doing it since the summer started."
Amy paused, then offered me a fiendish smile. "You're a very
nasty man, Jeremy. A VERY nasty man."
My heart skipped a beat as the ramifications of this swirled throughout
my head. Did all of the other ladies know about the voyeur room,
too? If so... who told them? And why? Would my harem fall apart
because of this?
Amy let loose another evil smile before saying, "But you
know me, Jeremy. I just LOVE nasty men..."
My face turned white as Amy's eyes flashed with arousal.
I was more confused than ever before...
<<<- End of Part 5 ->>>
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