Hot Webcam Babe Rubs Her Sexy Butt While I'm Watching
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I sit in my darkened bedroom, the blinds blocking out the harsh daylight. My laptop screen glows, a bluish flicker filling the room. My fingers type the familiar address of the cam site, the page loads, colorful thumbnails flashing up.
Dozens of women pose, smile, wink at the camera. My gaze flits over the selection until it catches on her. She calls herself “LaraLust.” Her thumbnail shows her in a skimpy red bikini, barely concealing anything.
Her body radiates athleticism—toned legs, a flat stomach curving under the fabric, and a cute, round butt that seems perfectly shaped. I click on her profile.
The page opens. LaraLust sits on a black leather chair, legs crossed. She’s now wearing a tight white tank top that clings to her skin and a tiny black thong. Her blonde hair falls in soft waves over her shoulders, a few strands brushing her cheeks.
She smiles, her lips glistening wet as she runs her tongue over them. My heart beats faster, a tingle spreading in my stomach.
She moves, leans back, stretches her arms above her head. The tank top rides up, exposing the smooth skin of her stomach, the faint line of her navel. I swallow hard, my breath catching.
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She chats with the viewers, her fingers typing on a keyboard off-screen. “Hey, guys,” she purrs, her voice soft and enticing. “What do you want to see today?” Comments flood the chat window—“Take it off!”, “Show us your butt!”, “Dance for us!”.
She giggles, a bright, playful sound, and stands. She turns, her butt swaying slightly as she bends, bracing her hands on the chair’s armrest. The thong stretches, cutting into the soft skin of her cheeks.
I stare, my penis twitching in my pants, pressing against the fabric. Sweat beads on my forehead, I wipe it away, my hands trembling.
She grabs the hem of her tank top, pulls it up slowly. The motion stretches her body, lifts her breasts, which strain against the fabric. She tosses the top aside, it lands on the floor.
Her breasts spring free, full and firm, the nipples pink and hard. She cups them, squeezes lightly, her fingers digging into the soft skin. My mouth goes dry, I lick my lips, my cock pulsing, stretching the fabric of my jeans.
She hooks her thumbs into the waistband of her thong, tugs it, lets it slide down a bit. The camera zooms in, revealing the smooth, shaved skin beneath. My breath comes in gasps, heat surges through my body, pooling in my lap.
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I can’t resist. My fingers click the “Private Show” button. A message pops up: “LaraLust accepts your request.” The screen flickers, then she appears, just for me.
She sits again, legs spread, the camera capturing every angle.
“Hi, sweetie,” she whispers, her eyes sparkling, locking onto the lens as if she’s looking right at me. “What do you want me to do?” My hands sweat, I type:
“Take it off. Rub your body with oil. Your breasts, your butt.” She smiles, nods, reaches for a small bottle on a table beside her.
She stands, hooks her fingers into the thong, yanks it down. It slides over her thighs, falls to her feet. She steps out, kicks it away. Naked, she stands there, her body gleaming in the soft light, her skin flawless.
She opens the bottle, pours oil into her palm. It drips, a thin stream running over her fingers. She rubs her hands together, spreads the oil, then smears it over her stomach.
Her fingers glide, stroking the flat plane, dipping into the hollow of her navel. The oil glistens, running in fine rivulets over her skin. My dick throbs, I fumble with my zipper, yank it open. My hand closes around my shaft, it’s hard, hot, pulsing under my grip.
She pours more oil, lets it drip over her breasts. The liquid runs, coating the round shapes, pooling at the tips of her nipples. She grabs her breasts, kneads them, her fingers digging in, smearing the oil.
The breasts shine, bouncing with each movement. She twists a nipple, tugs lightly, a soft moan escaping her lips. My breath races, I pump my cock, my hand sliding up and down, rubbing the sensitive tip. Sweat drips from my forehead, stings my eyes, but I blink it away, staring transfixed at the screen.
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“Like that, sweetie?” she purrs, turning, showing me her butt. She bends, legs slightly spread, the camera capturing the perfect curve. She pours oil directly onto her cheeks, it splashes, runs in glistening trails.
Her hands slap the skin, rub the oil in, massaging the firm cheeks. She spreads them slightly, revealing the narrow cleft between. My heart pounds, my hand moves faster, gripping my penis, pulling the skin tight.
A tingle shoots through my groin, my balls tighten, I gasp, struggling for air.
She turns again, sits, spreads her legs wide. Her hands slide lower, stroking the insides of her thighs, smearing the oil. The camera zooms, showing the smooth, shiny skin, the faint muscles twitching beneath.
She leans back, lifts her hips slightly, her fingers dancing over her body, teasing, stroking. “What else, sweetie?” she asks, her voice husky, seductive. I type hastily:
“Rub your breasts again, squeeze them hard.” She obeys, grabs her breasts, squeezes, the oil seeping between her fingers. She moans, her eyes half-closing, her tongue darting out, licking her lips.
My dick twitches wildly, I pump faster, my hand flying, rubbing the tip, already slick and glistening. My body tenses, muscles twitching in my thighs, my stomach clenching.
I stare at her hands, kneading her breasts, at her butt, lifting as she sways her hips. The oil glitters, catching the light, highlighting every curve, every muscle.
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A drop of oil falls from her breast, lands on her thigh, runs slowly down. My gaze follows it, tracking the trail, while my hand works my cock, pulling, squeezing.
The heat in me explodes, I moan loudly, my body shakes. Semen spurts, shoots in hot bursts, lands on my stomach, sticks to my hand. I gasp, my chest heaving, sweat soaking my shirt.
LaraLust smiles, blows the camera a kiss. “Did you like that, sweetie?” she whispers, leaning closer, her breasts swaying slightly. I nod, though she can’t see, my fingers type a quick reply:
“Yes, incredible.” She giggles, tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, damp with oil. “Come back soon,” she purrs, winks. The screen flickers, the private show ends, her image vanishes.
I sit there, breathing hard, my penis softening in my hand. Sticky warmth covers my stomach, I grab a tissue, wipe myself, my movements shaky.
A glance at the clock shows 1:45 PM. Damn, I’ve got to go, a meeting at the office awaits. I zip up, jump up, grab my keys. My heart still races, images of LaraLust flash in my mind—her glistening body, the way she rubbed the oil, how her hands slid over her breasts, massaged her butt.
My legs wobble slightly as I rush to the door, the heat in my body lingering.
I turn, cast a last look at the screen, now black. A grin flickers across my face. I’ll be back, soon, very soon. The door slams behind me, I hurry out, but her image burns into my memory, driving my pulse up again.
