Confessions of a former Camgirl. The Sexy, the Gross, and the Taboo. A cam experience never to be forgotten.
Something you might not ever want to see as a Web Camgirl
As the punter chimes in for a webcam show, This opening statement was “I’ve got something I want you to see.”
I move closer to my laptop screen, so I can watch. I’m on my bed, dressed in my favorite blue bra and panties. The man is bald, probably in his early thirties and topless, with a slim build and blue eyes.
He takes out a white towel, folds it, and then puts it on the ground.“Are you watching?” he asks.
An ex-camgirl recollection of a Lound, raucous belching sound followed by a grizzly act.
He knows I’m watching. It’s part of the game, although I’m still not entirely sure what’s going to happen. “I’m watching.” I smile, genuinely curious.
The guy pulls down his trousers and gets his arse out. He begins to take an enormous excreta on his towel.
In my cam shows, I would always try and arrange my face into the correct emotion, even if I’m not completely feeling it. Does he want to shock me? He surely isn’t expecting me to be turned on? Maybe he wants me to laugh?
There’s really no camgirl road map for what to do when a client shits on a towel without warning.
He’s clearly looking for something from me, his eyes are watching his laptop the whole time. But whatever he wanted, I don’t think I delivered it. He finishes up, and the mood is now awkward.
What does not shock a seasoned web CamGirl
“What do you think?” He asks.
My friends know I’m rarely a lost for words, but this one was a real challenge. Seconds pass. He still hasn’t completely cleaned up. The remnants of his the performance of his life clearly visible in the background.
“Wow…” I say. The call ends. I never saw him again.
Before I started my review website FanCityX.com and started blogging about porn, I was a camgirl mostly, I loved my work.
I feel like in a lot of ways, it spoilt me. I expect all men (or at least the majority) to be interesting perverts deep down, who will all tell me I’m beautiful and spoil me with money and gifts. It’s provided me with a lifelong sense of my own beauty and a bit of a princess complex.
As my good friend puts it, “A guy once defecates in front of me in India one time. He didn’t pay me anything, either. How are people paying you money for this?”
Although it was definitely a great job to have, some days were harder than others. Bloating, bad hair days and bruises were all hazardous to my income. Being in a bad mood sucked because my clients could always tell and I’d log off in a worse mood with no money either.
I had one client who loved role play. He was a lovely-natured man, and his kinks were sweet as a box of candy.
This man is wired differentlyThis gentleman, a guy in his late 50s, was turned on by looking after his pregnant wife. That was his kink. I would push my tummy out, and put on comfy clothes, slippers, and a fake wedding ring. He would be away on business, hence the camming.
This lovely man would tell me he would be home very soon to cook my meals and brush my hair for me. He would gently remind me to be looking after myself, and go on nice walks and drink lots of water for me and the baby.
Needless to say, this perfect cinnamon roll client was one of many favorites. Often we would end with a bit of “I’m so horny without you” and we would masturbate together.
There were times I lost myself while webcamming
In one of those particular sessions, I was really immersed in it. There were times on cam when I was so connected to the experience, it felt very real at the moment. And so it wasn’t surprising that I was really wet. I told my client how wet I was, which he was visibly delighted about.
After a few minutes, he finished the job, and I did too. Next was the part where you wind things down, and maybe at the end you break character and say goodbye. Just not to webcamming at the moment back then
“That was so amazing, I can’t believe how good you make me feel, even after being married so long,” I murmur, entirely lost in the role play. “And look how much you made me cum.”
The moments I enjoyed as a webgirl
As I pull the pink dildo out from my pussy expecting sticky white and the whole tip is vividly and obviously stained with blood. It’s like an emotional record scratch and I’m catapulted out of my gentle, married wife persona and in to “Ooo shit, I’m a professional who’s being paid for this, and I’ve really fucked up.”
I stare at the dildo and the pussy blood for a moment, and then desperately and awkwardly try and re-enter the character. “I guess this is to be expected in my condition.” The sound of my client ending the show was like a slap in the face. At least I tried, I consoled myself, as I signed out to deal with the situation.
I was definitely ready to never see him again. I feel like some things you don’t come back from, but he came back the next week to see me. Thankfully, we never spoke of the incident after, for which I will always be grateful to him.
Camming was a trip, and I enjoyed several years of working from bed and profitable orgasms before I traded it for managing a website and writing about porn, rather than creating it.
Running FanCityX and hyping up porn stars and cam performers is really rewarding, and as a bonus, I will never watch a man poop on a towel again. Ever
One Response
I definitely don’t understand the allure of someone shitting on a towel on camera. That I cannot explain. However, blood on a dildo is actually quite normal assuming you were starting or on your period at the time. I think men old enough to be camming with porn ladies know how that works. This isn’t 1965 where people remained virgins until marriage (for example, I was a virgin until after I turned 21 in 1967 and if my sexual experience with a prostitute back then had been known to the university community that I was part of it would have been scandalous), the vast majority of people legally (and illegally for that matter) using the services of a professional cam artist has had a sexual experience with a woman and probably many more than one. If someone has sex with a woman enough he is going to run into blood from her period (over the years I have had to reassure several women that everything was OK during sex where they went on her period).