1. Disclosures: Selfie Involvement - Ch 1


    Date: 10/2/2014, Categories: Cheating, Author: KrystalClear, Rating: 16, Source: LushStories

    around 1 a.m., I couldn’t contain myself, and I checked the site. Twenty-five people had viewed my pix and I had gotten over a dozen likes on each one. Even as tender as I was, I rubbed myself to another orgasm under the sheets as Eric slept unaware of my activities. A week later, I’d posted over a hundred photos of myself in all kinds of exotic poses. I’d even gone as far of buying a brightly-colored dildo and had shots of me rubbing it all over me and then inside me; both my pussy and asshole. On a nightly basis, I checked my status on the site. I’d gathered a small fan base, apparently. There were dozens of comments asking for more poses. I felt obligated to pose according to the more imaginative ones. The more I complied with the requests, the more followers I developed and the more requests I happily fulfilled. By the end of the month, some of my work had well over a thousand views and hundreds of raving comments. Then on a Thursday an email arrived from Dolly. She said my photos had become a big hit. Her membership had expanded more rapidly than she’d ever seen. She asked if I lived nearby and wondered if I’d be willing to have her photograph me. As it turned out, we lived only thirty miles apart. We met on an early Thursday afternoon at a restaurant near her home. “I recognized you instantly, from your pictures. You’re even prettier in person, though,” she said as she seated herself at my booth. Dolly was easily recognizable to me, too. She really did pose for her ...
    own site. She had thick wavy black hair with electric blue eyes and wore a top that emphasized her perky cleavage. From her pix, I knew she had a tattoo of a sexy doll pleasuring itself on her posterior. I thanked her for the complement and instantly felt comfortable with her. “I’ve always gone by Dolly. I got the that three years ago and opened the site on my own a year later,” she explained. We soon discovered we both found posing in compromising positions to be the most sexually stimulating thing we could have imagined. “I’m not a professional photographer, but I’ve gotten pretty good at shooting myself. I’d really like to work with a willing model and thought you’d be perfect.” I was so willing to be her first model; I couldn’t wait to finish lunch. We rushed to her house. By the time it was time to head home, I posed on the sofa and chairs. It was so much easier to spread my legs and have Dolly take the pix of my moist slit, than to try to set a timer on my phone camera and try to pose provocatively in the allotted time. It was especially gratifying to be able to rub my clit knowing that multiple shots were being fired in rapid succession without having to worry about staying in range and maintaining focus. I had no problem at all in playing with myself in front of a near stranger. Dolly felt like my most intimate friend. I admitted my fetish for being verbally abused and Dolly was up to using every bit of profanity in her vocabulary to call me a cheap skanky slut. “You ...