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“Beautiful, baby. Wet your nipples a little more and show me how they glisten. Fuck…you are one incredible young thing, Dove.”
His shaky voice came from my laptop while he rubbed his hard cock right in front of his webcam while I sat on my bed, naked, playing with my tits the way he liked me to.
I’ve been a cam girl for two years now, wanting to explore my own body but doing it while having men watch me from all over the country.
My screen name was Dove, not wanting anyone I knew to find out about my secret, and my age now said twenty instead of eighteen.
I might’ve been lying about my age and name, but my body was what intrigued those dirty old men the most.
Most of them were in their forties, some in their fifties, and a few already in their sixties.
I didn’t care about their age as much as they cared about mine, and although it was wrong for me to tease them with my body, knowing I wasn’t even old enough to drink alcohol yet, I didn’t feel disgusted with them watching me strip and touch myself one bit.
You could say I had major daddy issues, although my father was right downstairs, living his best life with my stepmom and not knowing what was going on behind my closed door.
Not sure where those daddy issues came from, but I’d fight anyone who’d tell me it was wrong and disgusting.
Hell, they’re men after all.
Who cares about how old they were?
They have dicks, and that’s what my mind was set on for the majority of the time.
Also not sure where my love for sex came from, but I had my first kiss at fifteen, and without the same-aged boy having a clue about what we were doing, I decided to explore his body and see what those older girls in town always talked about.
I didn’t have siblings to learn about these things, and God forbid I’d ever talk to my stepmother, Della, about it.
School didn’t help much either, and in sex-ed, the teacher only showed us a documentary about safe sex while skipping over the parts where the people in the video could be seen naked.
So I took it upon myself to learn everything about the human body, orgasms, bodily fluids, and all the different kinks that people had.
I had a lot of them myself, not being turned off by any particular ones.
And the man who was stroking his cock while his face was filled with pure pleasure had a few kinks we explored together.
His name’s Garett, and pissing on himself was one of those kinks, or rubbing his cum into his skin after I made him come by just playing with my tits or rubbing my clit, or fingering myself while he watched.
I had moments where I thought it was wrong to be okay with such things, but then…life wouldn’t be fun.
How boring would it be to never push your own limits?
I’ve pushed mine, and was still pushing them at times.
I wasn’t ashamed of receiving some pocket money from these men to put on a virtual show so they could feel good about not going out and meeting women in real life.
They were old, which often resulted in them not getting any dates anymore, so camgirls would do.
“Spread your legs wider, Dove. Come on, baby. Show me how wet that pussy is,” he growled, rubbing his cock faster with his knuckles turning white and his other hand pulling at his balls.
I leaned back against my headboard, not afraid of showing my face as I was wearing a ski mask anyway.
It was a stupid choice, but the only one I had available the first time I sat in front of my webcam.
It worked out just fine, and since my blue eyes weren’t too special when it came to the color of them, there wasn’t really much identification possible.
My long, brown hair was hidden underneath the mask as well, so I felt comfortable enough to show off every part of my body without being afraid