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Thanks Giving Camming

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An innocent cam session quickly turned into my first cam-2-cam sex moment.


 

It was the year after I had graduated from college, I had flown out of state to visit my family for thanksgiving and had a hotel room to myself. The night before I flew home I was contacted by an old friend online, it ended up being more than the usual "Oh hey, what's up?" type of conversation, after a while she asked "Do you want to skype?" "Sure" I said being bored and alone in a hotel room with nothing on tv and nothing to do. I pulled up skype and video called her, she answered the call and after a few seconds of blurry pixelation the face of my friend cam into focus. She had a cute round face, freckles, brown hair, and beautiful hazel eyes. She was wearing one of her nighttime overlarge sweatshirts that fit loosely and was cut with an open V neck.

"Hey how’s the boring hotel room," she teased.




"Oh it’s great," I replied sarcastically.

For some reason she found this a lot funnier than it should have been. She rocked back on her bed laughing, and when she leaned forward again her sweatshirt had fallen forward revealing a considerable amount of cleavage. My eyes darted to it, almost compulsively. She noticed.

"What are you looking at?" she said in a mock accusatory tone, raising her eyebrows and tipping her breasts closer to the camera




"Oh, nothing..." I said, a little embarrassed.
 



"Nothing?!" she exclaimed sitting upright and gesturing to her breasts "you call these, nothing?" She winked at me and got up, moving off camera. "Be right back" she said, somewhere out of view.




"Okay" I said, still a little embarrassed. Even being teased a little bit had gotten my dick a little hard. I hadn't had sex in a while due to the combination of a rough break up and a very busy work schedule.

After a little while of hearing the sound of her rummaging around her room, her face came back into focus. I thought she had put on some different clothes to prevent any more distractions.

"You ready," she asked teasingly.




“yes,” I replied, thoroughly baffled. I had no idea what I was supposed to be ready for. Knowing her it was going to be princess pajamas or something like that.

She leaned back, revealing her wearing a white lacy bra and displaying he breasts in all their perfection for my viewing.
My mouth fell open, this was completely the opposite of what I was expecting.

She grinned fiendishly at me. "I have the thong to match" she said teasingly "do you like it," she asked bouncing up and down drawing my eyes even more to her amazing rack.




"Duh," I said, biting my lip nervously. If I am completely honest, I wanted to start jerking off right then and there. My dick was so hard I had to shift my laptop. She smiled, satisfied with herself. At this point, I didn’t know where things were going and I had a boner made of steel.

"Forget it," she said, seeming to have read my mind.




"Forget what?"
 



"I'm not REALLY showing you my tits tonight, we just started talking again, hello" she said this not unkindly, but I still felt my heart sink. "You have a boner don't you, she asked.




I just nodded, unable to say anything about my throbbing erection.
 



"I'm just teasing you a little" she said "I'll tease you a little more if you want, to give you something to think about while you're jacking off when we hang up" her tone was the same teasing tone she had used earlier.




"Alright, that's fine," I said just glad to be getting what I was. Indeed I had plans to masturbate until my dick was raw at the thought of her magnificent breasts cradled in that seductive lacy bra.

She draped one are across the front of her breasts, holding the bra in place, with the other hand she reached behind her and undid the clasp of her bra. I saw the straps fall away from her shoulders and realized I had been holding my breath. She giggled, knowing full well that she was tantalizing me. I couldn't help it, I reached down and grabbed a hold of my dick. I didn't start moving my hand though, only held on and felt it throbbing.

"We are going to have to say goodnight soon."



I gasped, somehow out of breath. I had seen naked girls before, fucked them, been given lap dances by them, but never had I ever felt this sexually charged.




"Oh, whys that, she said, sticking her lip out in an exaggerated pout, which she then turned into a grin. She took two fingers of her free hand and put them in her mouth, sucking on them and looking deep into my eyes.

it was then that it happened. She had gotten herself so caught up in her little act, trying to get me to cream my pants that she hadn't paid enough attention to her other hand. She fumbled and the bra fell away, revealing all of her breasts. She giggled trying to cover herself up. I had only caught a glimpse of them but it was enough to know that I wanted to look at them longer, to admire their perfection and to solidify their image in my head for my planned activity.

She turned bright red "did you see," she asked sheepishly.




"Yep," I said "I sure did."

She sighed and straightened up letting me see them again, she had perfect perky little pink nipples that I was imagining swirling my tongue around as she got over her embarrassment. It was too much, I started to move my hand up and down my cock slowly. Somehow I managed to not blow my load right then and there.

"What are you doing," she said accusingly.
 



"Uhhhhhh," I replied, unable to come up with a good response.




"Well then, you better even the score here, I need to see you too," she crossed her arms over her tits, blocking my view and snapping me out of it.

"Okay," I said, Pulling my shirt over my head and allowing her to see my muscular and well-groomed chest.




"Lower," she said, not pulling her arms away.



"Okay," I said reluctantly, shifting my laptop so she could see my abs.




"Holy shit," she exclaimed, dropping her tits and grabbing her laptop to pull the screen closer to her. In doing so she hid her breasts from me. I slid the camera back up to only look at my face.
 



"Hey," she said "bring them back."




"Only if you bring yours back," I teased.




"Fine," she said sitting back and giving me my view again. I shifted the camera back to show my abs and chest.




"Holy shit," she said again, "dude, you're fucking ripped."



"I've been working on it," I said, a little shyly. I hadn't shown anyone my physique since my breakup, and I had made quite a bit of progress if I do say so myself.




"Well now you've started to get me going, so there's that," she said biting her lip. "but you still aren't showing me what I want to see.




"Ohhhh" I said, feigning surprise, "you want to see THAT.” I shifted the camera further down, revealing my boxers tenting over my rock hard erection. one of her hands moved unconsciously down to between her legs.




"Really" I said in the same to of mock surprise.




"Shut up" she said, jerking her hand away from her lap "it's been a while."
 



"Are you ready," I asked echoing her tone from when she had shown me her bra for the first time. She didn't say anything but she was chewing nervously on her lip and she was flushed. I reached down and slowly started to shimmy my boxers down, her hand crept back down to between her legs and she let out a small gasp. I stopped for a moment as the tip of my dick started to appear from the waistband of my boxers. I started to pull them back up.




"Don't tease," she whined.




"Why not," I teased back, but I proceeded to pull my boxers down to reveal my erection.
Without hesitation I grabbed a hold of it and slowly started rubbing it up and down. Her eyes were fixed on my throbbing dick, and as I started to move my hand she pushed her hand into her pants and let out a soft moan. Watching her hand work between her legs, I matched her rhythm. Suddenly she stopped.
 



"No, I can’t do that in front of you," she said shifting the camera and laying back on her bed.




"Oh come on," I said, a little frustrated. I didn't stop, and she kept watching. After a few seconds she reached down and I could tell she had taken off her pants. She hadn't moved the camera, but I could tell she was back to masturbating. One hand extended down off the screen, the fingers of the other softly caressed the nipple of her left breast. She moaned softly, biting her lip and running her free hand through her hair. She kept trying to watch me but as she was getting more and more into her pleasure, she began to close her eyes.

After some time of rhythmic pumping I felt myself barely able to contain myself. The increased intensity of her moans and the sounds of her playing with herself coupled with this being the hottest thing I had done in a long time was almost more than I could bear.




"Are you rubbing or fingering?" I managed to gasp, clinging to this uncertainty to keep myself from blowing my load.




"See for yourself." She moaned, desperately pushing the camera to show all of her again. She had two fingers buried deep in herself, fingering herself in rhythm with me. It was then I came, I came hard.




"Fuuuuuuuuck!" I gasped feeling my cum was over my hand and stomach.




"Oh my fucking God," she moaned, seeing me cum had pushed her right to the edge and she came after me.




We both just lay there gasping and breathless. I cleaned myself up with my boxers and looked at the screen. She had made no effort to cover herself up, she rolled onto her side facing me.

"I didn't even mean to show you my tits" she said with the tone of self-frustration I had come to know that means the person is not really disappointed in themselves.



"Goodnight." She closed her eyes, leaving the camera on. "You can look as long as you want, feel free to rub another one out" she finished, her eyes still closed. I watched her, admiring her beauty and reveling in my post masturbatory bliss. I fell asleep watching her breathe in her sleep. When I woke up in the morning to head to the airport, she was still there. lying naked with her magnificent body presented to me. I took a mental Image. Typed into the message box "Lets do that again sometime"




I rubbed one out in the shower, still thinking about her body. It was disappointing compared to the ecstasy I had experienced the night before. While waiting for my flight she text me, "What time does your flight get in? I can pick you up."



"7" I text back.

That night she picked me up from the airport. We pulled into the parking garage of my apartment and she blew me right there in the passenger seat. Following this was several days of a whirlwind of sex and masturbation both over skype and with each other in person. But those are stories for another time.


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