How I met a cam girl that changed my life. Part 1 by BadGirlFriends69
Discover the captivating journey of self-discovery in 'How I Met a Cam Girl That Changed My Life. Part 1' by BadGirlFriends69. This evocative erotic sex story explores unexpected connections, desire, and transformative experiences that will leave you wanting more. Dive into a world where fantasy meets reality—read now!<br/>
While this is based on my real life, I have changed all names, locations and time lines to protect all parties privacy. If you like this story and want me to continue to writing the rest of it please consider voting on the story and leaving a comment. , (All names and location are fictional)
This is my story of how I found myself living with a Harem of sexy Vixens that changed my life from boring to extraordinary. I guess I should tell you a bit about myself first. I am 25 years old, 6’ 1”, 220 lbs. and have normal looks. I had hit a progressive jackpot at the MGM in Vegas when I was 22 years old. I was lucky to be smart enough to invest my good fortune and bought myself an apartment building. At 23 years old I was living the life. I had a 60-apartment building keeping my bank account flush with cash and I was partying every night in Sin City.
I had it all, well I had everything but a good woman. Truth is I have never been really confident with meeting females and living in the confusing political era of “Me Too” were the rules keep seeming to change really didn’t help my confidence. After a few expensive bad dates that mostly all ended up with me being to chicken to go for it I was depressed. I started out just watching porn and reading erotic books. I really wanted a woman that I could talk to and have sex with but dating was too costly with no guarantee of sex and so once free porn was losing its fun, I found out about live cam girls. I must have looked at hundreds of sites before I decided to try BustGirls.com. the site was clean and simple to use, I also like the fact that I saw a lot of professional porn stars that I used to get off too on free sites mixed into the pages of armature girls.
Six months later I had a list of girls that I spent time with daily, I could ask these ladies anything, talk about anything and get my rocks off at the same time as I got to watch them perform a live show just for me. I was then that I found Misty, I fell hard for her and hung out to do shows with her any time I saw her online. The Day I saw Misty use her John Holmes replica dildo and fit the whole toy to the base into her sexy tiny body, seeing her stretch her tight little pussy was like a dream come true for me and I wished that I could meet someone like her. You see while I have not had great luck dating woman, my even bigger issue was the fact that my 11-inch cock was too big to completely fit into the few sexual partners I have had… The irony of everyone wanting a big cock is that most chicks find it too painful to take more that the first 6-8 inches. This is why I found porn to be nice, the girls in porn never complained about taking big cocks to the base, they at least faked it better than any of my ex’s, who would always ask me to not go so deep or ask to stop because it was too painful… I know what a wonderful problem have right? Well I used to not think so, I just wanted to know what it was like to be completely inside a woman.
I was after doing a show with Misty one day that I decided to ask her if we could do a second show but this time, I wanted to do it cam to cam. Misty was surprised that I was ready to do a show right after finishing a 30 minute show, but she agreed and I for the first time masturbated on cam for her to see me as I watched her fuck herself with her big toy and gag herself with her free hand. I couldn’t believe how much I came the second time, the idea of her getting to see me had ampped me up so much, my cum shot easily was twice the size of my first.
The next day was bummer for me, Misty was not online and after doing some shows with a handful of other girls I decided it would be a good day to go out and hang in one of my favorite clubs. The last Girl I had done a show with had been a real wild chick that wanted me to dominate her you know a real BDSM type, playing with her had put me in the mood for trying my luck at maybe getting some in person action.
That night the club was packed, people filled the place from wall to wall. I stood at the bar drinking a Jameson and Ginger ale, waiting to see if I could get up the nerve to hit on any of the girls, but after two hours of overpriced drinks and music that was starting to make my ears bleed, I decided to call it a night. As I paid my tap and took one last look at the crowded dance floor, my jaw dropped as I spotted this petite, dirty blond in a slutty schoolgirl get up walking towards the bar and me. Her perky B cups bouncing firmly under the thin fabric of her slutty cutoff top. The too short pleated skirt kept daring to ride higher up her legs reveling more of her alabaster skin and showing just the bottom of her perfect palm able ass cheeks. I stood frozen as it was now clear to me that she was going to end up right next to me at the bar.
As she reached the Bar and ordered herself a Vodka, I tried to act natural despite the fact that my cock was having plans of it own and was forcing me to face the bar to hide its growing erection. I didn’t want to get caught staring at her, so I kept my eye on my drink as I tried to think of something to say. Like a true professional this cute and sexy mousy Girl took the lead and broke the ice. “Hey, haven’t we meet before?”
It was hearing the sweet ring of her voice that I went from excited to all out panic, this girl did not just look like Misty, this Girl was Misty. She must of seen how uncomfortable I was because the next thing I knew she had her hand on mine and whispered into my ear “I thought you looked familiar, Your BadGirlFriend69 right?.. It’s me Misty we saw each other the other day at work, right?”
I didn’t know what to say, I had never considered that I might someday run into one of the cam Girls in real life much less the real Misty. I stammered trying to think how I could not look like a creepy stalker, after all I had no clue, she was in Vegas much less that she would be in the same club as me. “O Hi ya, sorry, that is me… I didn’t-” She cut me off placing her fingers to my lips and looking me straight in the eyes with her big brown eyes she asked “Was that thing you showed me real? And can it really cum twice like you claimed?” All I could do was node my head yes and follower her lead as she guided me through the club and out into the casino lights of the Vegas night.
I didn’t know where Misty was taking me, I was still to shocked about the whole thing. I was begin to wonder if I had too much to drink and if I was really passed out at the bar making a fool of myself instead of being led by the hand through the Vegas streets by my dream girl. It was not until we got to her hotel room door that I decided it must be really happening…
At the door Misty turned to me and said with a hint of blushing cheeks “I know this is cliche, but don’t think this is something I always do. I texted my friends that I was bring you here so I hope you are as nice as you always seem at work and that we can have fun for real tonight… After seeing you on cam to cam the other day, I couldn’t believe I saw you at the club tonight… Funny normally it’s the girl that’s afraid of being stocked, not of looking like the one stocking…”. I just smile down at her and did my best to look confident.