August 25, 2012

A Day in the Life of a Cam Girl: When worlds collide

by XxXxX

The lighting is set, the camera is ready to go live. You are dressed and everything is ready to go...And then your child wakes from a nightmare and is crying for you.

Dressed for suck-cess

One thing that bothers me about being a cam girl is the dress up, well the little bit that I do wear. Seriously, does no one see the irony? I spend a good amount of time setting up my room, creating the ambiance, getting my make-up on, getting dressed in my sexy Eden lingerie and doing my hair...for what? So someone can come in my room, watch me strip and oil myself up, messing up my sheets and the oil screwing up my make-up. Then I rail myself with some inanimate object, turning my styled hair into a just fucked look, just to start it all over again!

Yes, I make good money doing it, and thus really have no room to bitch. But sometimes it’s annoying. It's all so repetitive and yet each one of these guys actually thinks that he is the only one that can make you cum. He is the only one that can make you holler out in pleasure. Really people? Come on now? Do you really think I would be online every night, well, most nights at least, if I was just waiting for you? If I was, trust me, I would have a whole lot more issues than I do already!

When it comes to solo play I fucking dominate. There isn’t anyone that can please me like me! I am totally, undeniably, unbelievably amazing, if I do say so myself. But when it comes to these asshats, I think I might be getting better at faking an orgasm than I am at actually giving myself one. Now that’s just wrong. The way I always figured it was if I had to fake it, you got to fix it. And I made sure you did. Now, I am expected to orgasm every 10 minutes for 4-6 hours straight! Well, let me tell you...that’s more exhausting than having a political conversation with my douche bag ex-husband. Granted, you don’t know what he was like, but let me put it this way, there were 2 things the fucktard was always doing, talking politics and kicking my ass. And if I had my choice, I would take the ass kicking. Usually it would end that way anyway, so better to just skip to the point and get it over with. Anyway, back to topic!

I love working online. I love working when I want. I love being able to have the adult social interaction that I only had when I was camming, before Eden of course. I do what I want, when I want. If I am in the mood, I do what's asked, and if I'm not, I don’t. Simple as that! Hell, sometimes I even get online in my 'not-even-close-to-sexy' flannel pajamas and just deal with my regulars because I just don’t have the energy in me to do anything else. And that’s why I do it. Because I can. Besides, being a VERY single woman with nothing but a little sexpertise and a box full of tricks, sometimes it is fun to have a little kink with someone other than myself! Anyone that has read my reviews knows exactly what it takes to get me off, so with that being said, if you see me at the grocery store, feel free to pick me up!

Session insider: Shush...Don't talk BB!

This guy is one of my favorites. I don’t actually know his real name, or anything else about him. He just likes me to sit quietly and not look at the camera. This is usually the time when I pick up my book and just go about my business. He likes to see me being me, as if he was literally peeking through my window.

He never turns on his camera but I'm pretty sure we all know what he is doing. He doesn't type and he doesn't want me to say or do anything that has to do with the computer. Most of the time, I comply. I just read, or watch TV. He is usually in the room for about a half hour which is usually a good 60 bucks or so for my cut. So who am I to argue? But every now and then I will screw with him by getting up and getting changed into my ugliest pajamas I own, just to test the limits. I know, what a way to chase away the money. But it doesn't matter. He wants that true voyeur experience! He always stays.

And just before he leaves he says, "Thanks BB, that was great. I made a mess, going to clean up, see you next time!"
And then he leaves before I can say anything. Now, anyone that knows me in my line of work, members included, know that I hate being called BB. Seriously, how hard is it to spell out the word baby. It's just 2 extra letters! But with this guy, I have to let it slide. Not because I don't get a chance to speak, but because it is such easy work. Who would complain? Of course he is one of my favorites. I don’t have to do a damn thing, except pretend he doesn't exist! What woman wouldn’t like that?

Until Next Time!

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