by Lore Prior
“Dude, you haven't followed through on a single end of your deal. How do I know you're not just manipulating me so you can jack off to my naked body whenever you want? I said no more shows.”
“Listen, I asked for a slut, not a bitch. Now get on cam right now.”
I put some eyeliner on in the bathroom and set up my Mac for video chat.
“What do you want me to wear?”
“Just a thong. I wanna see that tight little ass."
He was of course talking about my asshole, not the plumpness surrounding it. I went off camera for a second and came back wearing the thong my downstairs roommate forgot in the laundry room. It was tight and I did my best to disguise the fleshy bulges as my wide hips oozed out over the elastic. I then sat down primly in front of the screen, managing to conceal the parts I felt the need to be ashamed of. When he accepted the video feed I was crouched on my bed, knees in front of my chest, looking acceptable. His feed was, as usual, a black screen.
Somehow made me feel safer, though. I didn't know if I could fully deprave myself with an audience if I could see said audience. You know, watching me, scrutinizing, possibly playing off total disgust with the fractional raise of an eyebrow.
“You ready to start takin orders, slut?”
I watched myself tilt my head and coyly smile in the bottom right corner of the chat window- the two off-kilter lamps in the room were casting an asymmetrical shadow over half my face. It made my features look darker and more magnetic. I felt it worked in my favor.
Then I realized my audience didn't give a shit about the chic contour of my visage, and quite on queue the black screen demanded, “Let me see your goddamn ass!”
Time to start the show.
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a very short yet honest story about the emptiness found when lust meets technology- Adult Content
This one hits a bit too close to home for me but it makes me laugh. Fave.
I then sat down primly in front of the screen, managing to conceal the parts I felt the need to be ashamed of.
Damn great line.
Is part 2 on its way? :)
oh yeah, fave of mine too.
Disturbing, honest. * (Add to @geek group?)
A walk on the dark side. Is EVERYTHING virtual these days? Sigh.
You and Daisy Danger would get on like a house on fire. You both write hot.
really like this. it's not hot to me but artful. if i may: the nakedness of the initial dialog followed by the naked self talk followed by actual nakedness. how the photographer turns into a black screen, gosh, loved that. great writing. not sure about the ellipsis at the end, that's all, no reason to withhold the greatest honor this house has to bestow on a ...
Thanks for the wonderful comments guys-this story came from a raw part of my heart, and it means a lot that it was given a warm reception. I was actually quite afraid I would be shunned! Seriously, you're all great.