A Cam Girl’s Sharp Claws

Have you ever seen a camwhore bleed? Well, I never have, till last night, after I snuck into We Live Together to get off on Molly’s live cam show.

To my dismay, instead of Molly, I found a five feet tall blonde chick with criminally prepubescent bod named Brandi (name changed, though her stage name isn’t her real name anyway). Honestly, she looked like Gauge’s kid sister. She also had a stereotypical tat branded on her lower back. Despite her petite figure, Brandi’s face looked a little worn out; although she said she’s a 20 year old student going to UCSC, she looked as if she spent the last 10 years shaking her badinkadink in The Pink Poodle.

Brandi was obviously a camwhore newb, standing in for Molly who’s probably on her way to California this week. Unlike Molly, Nikki, or Taylor who boots rude asshats without hesitation and ignores asinine requests, Brandi was excessively polite, obedient, eager to please, and nervous. If a guy typed “show me your pussy you dumb cunt,” she would not only stretch open her artichoke for the rude bastard, but she’d also ask him for thirds like a submissive slave. She was also a little clumsy, because at one point, after vibrating her clit to a raging orgasm, she dropped her toy with a big thud, and almost tripped over herself.

For the early half of her show, Brandi enthusiasticly sucked the life out of a red jelly candy cock fast and hard like a pro. But just when my temperature started to rise, her cam crashed. Imagine listening to 149 horny mofos trapped in a chat room bitching and moaning non-stop for almost half an hour. When Brandi finally reactivated her cam, apologizing over and over for her laptop’s CPU fart, she said, “I want to make it up to you guys. So, what do you wanna see?” One dude asked a question that gets asked every damn chat session, “do you squirt?” “Sometimes I do”, she said, prompting me to type, “Let’s see you squirt baby. Let me see you splash your juice all over my screen.”

Brandi agreed, threw a pillow down on the floor, and placed her cam on top of one of her dildos (she had like five), so that the cam pointed downward and we could get a nice close look at her pussy. She lay down on her back, legs spread eagle, her pussy pointed toward me. She pumped herself with a six incher realistic dong, moaning like a mouse. After what seemed like a long painful struggle to force herself to shoot liquid out of her tight little beaver, she got up and said, “Sorry, I tried, but it’s just not happening. Let me try it another way.” She stood over the cam so we could see right up her twat, and started slamming her fingers in and out of her pussy like blades in a 12-speed blender.

“Holy shit, is that blood??” exclaimed one perv. I looked, and there was fucking blood trickling out of her pussy. Brandi must have scraped up her cunt walls with her fingernails.

“ewww that’s fucking gross”..”Call the medic!”

“It’s nothing,” she said, as if she bumped her head while climbing down to the basement. “I just scraped myself a little bit, I’m fine.”

When the excitement in the room died down, Brandi went back to playing with her pussy, with toys this time, while ignoring requests for more blood. At the stroke of midnight, I thanked her for a job well done, and logged off.

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