First Skype Session

A few years ago I joined an erotic story site. At first the reason I started on the site was just the joy of being a part of an erotica community. But shortly after joining I learned the people on the site were very fun, moreso than the stories. I made a few friends, some hardcore writers who focused on the craft and art of their erotica. Others were just people who wanted attention because they weren't getting any at home or in their relationships. Then there was a small segment of genuine people I'd meet who were honest about who they were and weren't apologizing for being married but liking sex enough to share with others. One of those people was a friend I met named Julie. She is older than me and married for quite some time. Even though she's married she admitted to having friends she'd Skype with and allow a cam show when the moment was right. Still, even with the sex talk, we managed to also talk about normal things so it added a little something to our friendship. Late one night I was talking to her and admitted I was about to sign off and masturbate before going to bed. I didn't think anything of admitting that to her, just that maybe the thought of me needing to stroke myself might amuse her as she fell asleep. Her reply threw me off guard. "Mind if I watch?" she asked. My mouth watered and I shook a little because for all the times I was an exhibitionist in my life, those times were never broadcast online or through cam sessions. My nerves were definitely getting to me, the butterflies going wild in the stomach just reading those words from a woman I never saw before. But then a sort of calm came over me and I said "if you'd really like to, sure!" With that she gave me her Skype name and signed off the erotica site. Nervously I hit the button to video chat with her on my phone. She picked up pretty quickly as her husband had gone to bed and she had to be quiet. There was only the glare from her TV lighting up her features, everything else on the video was painted in deep blacks and blues. She smiled sweetly and waved at me and I returned the gesture. I only showed a few select people in my life up to this moment how I preferred to masturbate. Usually the position that worked for me is sitting on the floor, legs tucked under me. Then I'd stroke myself while a tissue or piece of toilet paper rested on the floor between my legs to catch my cum. I admitted what she was about to see and she told me it was more than fine, just be comfortable. My cock was growing harder by the second with what I was about to do with a friend/stranger. I hit the icon to switch cam views and she got a whole screen full of my cock waiting for my hand to begin. Julie's face lit up even in the dark as she saw the state I was in. Leaning forward a bit more with a smile, she excitedly watched as my hand came in from off screen to start moving up and down on my shaft, up to the bloated mushroom head of my cock. I watched Julie's face, her interest never failing as I worked my hand up and down from my pubic hair patch up the shaft to the swollen head then back again. She could see how my cock would swell from time to time as my excitement showing off was showing more and more. Soon my worries about someone watching me were over and the idea that someone was watching me fueled me. Trying not to lose control completely, I kept stroking slowly, just enjoying the build up feeling at the pit of my stomach and in my hairy taint and ball sack. Julie wasn't naked at all. Still clothed though her shirt was open, yet it was enough to know someone wanted to watch me enjoy an orgasm with them that truly made my blood pump. She looked into her camera and mouthed the question "do you want me to help?" I couldn't say no to that question. Julie pulled her shirt open and with both hands pulled out one of her very, very huge breasts. She let the cam focus on that fleshy, soft mountain on her chest. A huge brown nipple covered it's peek and she began to pull and rub on it, making it so hard right before my eyes. She smiled softly, almost devilishly, as she looked into the camera to see my hand working faster. Soon I replaced my hands on my cock. To arouse myself usually I use my left hand but when I'm ready to cum I switch to the right to build up the tempo. When she saw how feverishly my hand was rubbing my throbbing cock, Julie's smile only increased. I could hear her moaning a bit and even whispered for me to show her how I'd cum for her. My body began to shake. My hand was stroking so fast while I imagined how gorgeous that breast would taste or feel rubbing over my cock for a titty fuck. My hips began to buck and I thought about how sexy it would be to have her riding on top of me with her dark hair falling all around us and her smile showing how dirty she liked to be in moments like this. That's when Julie got to see the first full shot of my pent up orgasm spew out of my cock. Her smile grew so big as she watched shot after shot leave me and land on the tissues underneath, catching my sticky mess. I kept massaging my shaft as each shot left me, something I've always done since I was 12, making the cum so much sweeter and longer. Julie mouthed "I wish I could be there" as she saw my hand finally let my cock go, hanging down semi hard and dripping with cum. I wish she could have been here too. But that night Julie did show me that Skyping sometimes is the next best thing. Lesson learned and burned into my memory ever since then.