The camming of Alise - Sex Stories

The camming of Alise

... hour. They gave each other conspiratorial looks. I slipped into the bedroom but kept an eye and ear open. They were establishing the ground rules.

Alise would open an account. Don told her it might take a while to "verify" the account. Their game wouldn't start until she first opened her cam to the public.

The guys would not be allowed to watch (much to their dismay) but every twenty minutes or so she'd give them an update and visual proof of her token amounts with a phone pic. She had taken note of Don's screen name and said she'd stop the game if she saw his name in the chat room.

"Alise, that's so not fair!" Jason protested. He was quickly jabbed by Don. "We'll be all right," he said with a knowing smile. "Let her do her thing."

I loudly left to let them know I was no longer in their way. I just drove around the corner and parked on a dead-end street. I took out my iPad. I'd recently installed a whole home security system, complete with room-by-room cam and sound, due to a recent break-in in the neighborhood. Alise was aware of this. I wasn't sure if she considered it when she went ahead with her plans. I opened the app just before Alise entered the bedroom confidently, with purpose. I saw her typing away furiously. She wanted this. It was like she needed the competition to get her juices flowing.

There were some things she didn't know, or at least acted as if she didn't. One, you can make up screen names all you want, they don't care how many accounts you ...

... have. I knew Don and the guys would pretty much already have theirs up and running before the show even started. Two, I have my own account, even though, for me, the show was going to be live, but I could keep track of her progress that way. Three, she tends to get very horny when she drinks. She'd barely started by the time I "left" but I noticed she put "drink wine" on her tip menu, as some do. I'd make sure I'd tip that a few times. She picked out a killer outfit, it was a pink camisole which is see through on top. On the bottom she wore my favorite panties of hers, a lacy black thong.

"I'm in!" she shouted through the door to the guys. "Pick your model, my cam is now....on," she said primping herself just a bit before opening the chat room. She had chosen a fiery shade of red lipstick which, in her case, was just so not fair to any unsuspecting men. The thought of those lips, that color, on their dicks, well, is hard to resist.

The guys acted as nonchalant as they could and said they were watching the game, which was a flat out lie. Their phones were all out, and their new fake accounts were ready. That was the other factor I think she underestimated. In laying their ground rules, for her own protection, she pointed out the site had thousands of models. I think she thought it gave her anonymity, even if the guys "cheated." She thought it would still be hard to find her since they didn't know her new screen name. However, that particular site always sets the newbies ...