Camille, a nerdy-hot gamer girl, makes a meagre living livestreaming her gaming sessions as the cat girl GamerKitty. When her hot housemate Greg, a successful cam boy, suggests she graduate from online gaming to online sex, Camille says no. But...
She’s really thinking yes.
As Camille explores her exhibitionist side livestreaming masturbation sessions while decked out in her cat ears and tail, she realizes just how fun — and profitable — being a cam girl can be. Frequent masturbation ignites her yearning for the touch of real flesh — and the income doing it online will bring. Luckily, Greg and his cameraman friend are all too willing to offer Camille their services.
**Warning!** This short story contains graphic sex scenes too hot for shy readers. Beware if you aren’t into vibrating dildos, cat tail butt-plugs, cream soaked breasts, submissive blowjobs, guy-on-guy lip action, and m/f/m ménages live on camera.
This story can also be found in the bisexual ménage three-story bundle GETTING IT ON-LINE by Kenzie Quinn.
Excerpt from KITTY CAM:
When the little live indicator illuminated, a thrill ran through Camille. She felt like an understudy who was finally getting to play the lead.
She started with the basics, petting herself, spinning slowly to show off the cleavage spilling out of her corset and the tail sticking out her ass and hanging down the backs of her thighs. When enough viewers had logged on, Camille picked up a single serving milk carton and opened it.
“Kitty loves cream.” She licked her lips while staring into the camera, then tilted the carton up and chugged. It tasted cold and refreshing, a nice thick slide down her throat. Little streams of milk overflowed the sides of her mouth and spilled down onto her breasts, soaking into her corset. She moved the carton away, her mouth hanging open and milky, and slowly licked and swallowed the last drops from her lips.
Tips flooded in. Cha-ching. Cha-ching. Cha-ching.
She looked down at her wet breasts. “Meow-no!” She pulled her hanging hair away and tossed it behind her back. “Kitty needs help licking all this up.”
Cue Greg. He entered the frame. Camille pulled her shoulders back and arched. Greg leaned into her, inhaling along her neck before giving it a long, slow lick. A little shudder ran down Camille’s back. She hadn’t expected his first touch to be so sensual.
Greg licked a long line down her neck. He lapped across the tops of her breasts, sucking up the milk and leaving warm, wet trails of saliva. Camille moaned softly, not just for the camera. Greg cupped one breast in his hand, snaking his tongue under the edge of her corset’s bra cup. The side of his stubbly cheek rasped against her flesh, a little dry and rough in delicious contrast to his wet, soft tongue. He pulled at the corset and licked over her nipple, bringing it to a peak. Arousal snaked down Camille’s body and pooled between her legs, moistening her panties. She clenched around the butt-plug and her pussy throbbed.
“More,” she demanded.