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	LIVE NUDE GIRLS by Samantha Drasin I couldn't believe my luck when Melissa asked me to room with her. We had both just graduated college, and I was faced with either staying in California as a struggling actress or putting my tail between my legs and heading back to my small hometown in Ohio. Melissa solved my problem by inviting me to share a house that belonged to her father, a super-rich guy who occasionally spoiled her rotten. The house was a sprawling three-bedroom right on the beach, in a secluded neighborhood. The backyard was surrounded by a huge fence, so Melissa and I thought nothing of stripping down to the altogether when we laid out for some sun. One afternoon we were doing just that when I thought someone was watching me. It wasn't a creepy feeling; it was actually very titillating. Beads of sweat were forming on my tits, stomach and legs and my pussy felt warm. Lazily, I opened my eyes and looked around and saw a telephone repairman up in a cherry-picker, getting quite an eyeful of two hot young cuties in the buff. I nudged Melissa and indicated what was going on. She looked up and waved at the guy. He looked at us, embarrassed, and waved back. Melissa was wild and had her share of adventures with public nudity, so she just rolled over and continued sunbathing. "Maybe we should charge for the view," she said casually. I'd graduated with a degree in business, so that got the wheels in my mind spinning. There had been many times when I'd been pretty broke and had given serious thought to stripping--just to make some extra cash. This was one of those times. In fact, I had actually sat in the parking lot of a local club but chickened out before I went in to apply for a job. Although I was something of a show-off, I wasn't entirely comfortable with the thought of being naked in front of a roomful of strange men. I knew there had to be some other way. I put together my plan over the next few days and did some research on the Internet. I called Amanda, a friend who lived on the same floor as Melissa and I in college. She was a tall, lanky cowgirl from Oklahoma who was beautiful enough to be a fashion model but instead was a computer genius and had gotten herself a plum job in L.A. I asked her all about web cams and servers and streaming video and all sorts of other stuff about which I had only vague notions. Amanda was able to put it all together for me. "So what you want," she asked in her Midwestern twang, "is to put cameras around the house so that men can log on to your web site and watch you?" "That's pretty much it," I concurred. "Melissa and I wander around naked all the time anyway, so why not charge for the privilege of watching us?" Amanda paused, to think. "It wouldn't be hard--others have done it. There are sites now with coeds offering peeks as they take showers or what have you. With the right equipment, a good server and decent advertising, it could become quite a cash cow." I asked Amanda if she could help us out. She floored me when she answered, "I'll do it all, if you let me move in with you." Turned out she hated her apartment and the idea of living in a beach house appealed to her. "You'll walk around naked like us?" I asked her. "Sure, what's the big deal?" she said. Presenting the idea to Melissa wasn't a problem. Though her father had let her use the house he wasn't supplying her with much cash, and she was also having trouble finding work. Amanda came over and together we pitched my idea. "Walk around naked, let guys watch, and get paid for it?" she asked. "Where do I sign?" She was happy to let Amanda take the third bedroom, and almost immediately work got underway. Maxing out our credit cards, we purchased all the necessary hardware. We put web cams in all our bedrooms, in each of the bathrooms (angled just so guys could watch us shower) and a couple out by the pool. Amanda contacted different service providers to determine which one would be best and got us signed up. I sent some e-mail and placed banner ads on a few adult web sites. We registered a domain name and hired a lawyer to draft the incredibly intricate disclaimers for the site, and within a few weeks we had a date set to go live. The deal was $19.95 a month on your credit card, and you'd get 24/7 access to three hot naked chicks. Even before the site went live we already had subscribers, which blew my mind. I got all nervous and jittery as our launch date approached. Melissa and Amanda seemed much more blase about it. They weren't going to do anything different, they said, just walk around naked. I wanted to kick things off with a bang, so at the appointed time I decided to take a shower. The web cam, which was installed above me in a waterproof case, looked down silently as I stepped into the shower. I was, of course, as naked as a jaybird. Someone, somewhere, I reasoned, was sitting at his (or her) computer, watching. That whole notion made me weak-kneed. I turned on the water and looked directly into the camera. There was no audio in our enterprise, so I said nothing as I stood under the hot spray and lathered my body with soap while gazing into the web cam seductively. Perhaps the voyeurs on the Internet would prefer if we pretended the cameras weren't there, but I decided that they would get a bigger kick if I interacted with them. I looked straight into the camera as I rubbed my hands over my body, from my breasts down my stomach and over my hips. I turned my back and parted my legs so viewers could get a good look at my ass, spreading my cheeks apart so they could see my pussy from behind. This was turning me on tremendously, and I decided right then and there that I was going to masturbate for my unseen audience. First, though, I was going to do something I had planned. Grabbing a can of shaving cream, I squirted a dollop into my hand. I spread it across my pubic hair and sat on the bench in the shower (the facilities in Melissa's house were luxurious). Then I picked up a razor and spread my legs wide. For a second I closed my eyes and pictured a guy, sitting at his computer with his cock in his hand, stroking it as he watched me. Then I slowly began to shave away the hair from around my pussy. I had done this before, usually just a trim, but tonight I planned on removing every last bit. It was my way of showing everyone that I meant business. It took fifteen or twenty minutes to remove all the hair from my pussy so that I was smooth and as clean as a whistle. I was also incredibly turned on. I sat on the bench with one knee pulled up to my chest, still looking into the camera, and seductively stuck my finger in my mouth. Then I took the same finger and stuck it in my cunt. The other hand was fingering one of my nipples, but I soon removed it to rub against my clit. Again, I closed my eyes and pictured how graphic this image must be. Plunging two fingers into my wet pussy, it wasn't long before I brought myself to one of the most nerve-jangling orgasms I've ever experienced. I shook so much that I slipped off the bench onto the floor of the shower stall, the hot water beating down on my bald mound. The next morning I met Amanda and Melissa at the breakfast table. They stifled giggles as I stuck a Pop-Tart into the toaster. "What are you two laughing at?" I asked indignantly. "That was quite a performance you put on last night," Amanda said, and Melissa hooted. I must have turned crimson as she continued. "I was monitoring the web cams last night. Melissa simply took a shower and went to bed. But you really steamed things up. We had over a hundred hits." Melissa stood and gave me a high-five and then a big hug. Amanda went on: "Word of mouth will surely spread and we'll be rolling in dough." I was pleased, but wanted to make sure that they didn't think I was the only one who was going to carry the load. "I hope you two are going to pitch in on this. I'm not going to be the only slut in the house." The two of them shared a playfully conspiratorial glance and Melissa said, "Don't worry, you won't be." For the next few weeks the three of us learned to live like fish in a bowl. We spent our days naked--lounging by the pool, doing aerobics, having pillow fights--anything we thought would turn on our viewers. At night we put on our own little private masturbation shows, and pretty soon we were getting lots of e-mail from our admirers. One of my fans told me that he really liked to watch me sleep. Other guys wrote to say they liked the intimacy of just watching us go about our daily lives. The only thing we hadn't done for the cameras was fuck. Though we all dated men and sometimes even got laid, we didn't bring guys to the house. We were comfortable showing off our naked bodies and even masturbating, but the next step seemed huge. Some of our fans wanted us to put on girl/girl shows. We'd read the mail and giggle hysterically. One night Melissa bought a game of Twister at the toy store and brought it home. Then she advertised on the site that we'd be playing at ten o'clock--naked. We set a new high in hits that night. And I must admit, rubbing my naked body against Melissa's and Amanda's lovely flesh was extremely arousing. After the game, I stole into the shower and put on a nice masturbation show, complete with a large dildo. I went to bed shortly thereafter and was having a hot dream about making out with my roommates when it suddenly seemed very real. I awoke to find Melissa, naked as usual, slipping into bed beside me. "Let's give the boys what they want," she whispered. Even before that spirited game of naked Twister, Melissa and I had danced around having an affair. We had kissed once before, and we were always teasing each other about it. Now seemed as good a time as any to get the monkey off our backs. Melissa turned on the bedside light so everyone could see. She had her hair done in pigtails, which I find absolutely adorable. She caressed my face with her fingertips and cradled my head in her hands. Then her tongue flicked out of her mouth and into mine. I sucked on it and then slipped mine between her lips. French-kissing another girl was entirely different from kissing a man--there was something so light and fluffy about it. My pussy was beginning to ooze in anticipation. Melissa broke free of my mouth and began kissing my breasts. As we made out, I threw back the covers and positioned us for optimum viewing satisfaction. This involved spreading my legs wide, which Melissa saw as an opportunity to stick her fingers in my pussy. "Ooh, you're so wet," she panted, and then lowered her face to my steamy cunt. I closed my eyes and threw back my head, banging it against the headboard. It didn't hurt, though. All I felt was the electricity coursing through my body, emanating directly from my puffy clitoris, which was firmly placed between Melissa's sucking lips. Her tongue did a little tap dance on my erect nubbin and I was completely in her thrall. Melissa gave me the greatest head of my life. All the clichˇs about women knowing how best to please women seemed to be true. She licked me from clitoris to perineum and slurped on my swollen labia. When her tongue resumed its work on my clit, she inserted two fingers deep inside me and tapped them against my G-spot. My juices were overflowing, and she did her best to lick them up. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and came in a series of spasms that seemed to last for more than a minute. Melissa held me in her arms as I came back to my senses. It was then that I noticed Amanda standing in the doorway. She was naked, of course, and touching her tits. I beckoned her to join us, but she bashfully shook her head and scurried off. I did my best to return the favor and ate Melissa's pussy until she came. I enjoyed exploring, up close, another woman's private parts and reveled in the buttery, salty taste of her excitement. We ended up sleeping together that night, and when we checked our e-mail the next morning we found that our hard-core viewers were crazed with happiness by the new wrinkle our web site offered. A corner had been turned in our enterprise, and now there was no stopping us. A few mornings later we were sitting in the kitchen, having coffee and discussing how to introduce boy-girl sex into the mix. Amanda, who was the one I thought would be against it, was fine with the idea, but she didn't want to do it. "If either of you knows a guy who wants to, it's fine by me," she said. "But I'd just like to watch." Finding volunteers would be no problem. Guys aren't very complicated--offer almost any of them the chance to have sex with a couple of hot chicks and they won't care what the catch is. Still, Melissa and I didn't want to settle for just anyone. In a moment of inspiration, I thought of an old boyfriend, John. John was a studly fireman whom I had dated off and on. He was devilishly handsome, built like a god and fantastic in bed. But we fought like cats and dogs when we were together, so we decided to cool it and just be friends. We had an understanding, though, that if we weren't with other people an occasional roll in the hay would be possible. "What about John?" I asked Melissa. She got all dreamy-eyed and purred. Melissa has always been crazy about firemen but has never fucked one. She had tried before to get invited into a threesome, but I had been against it, not wanting to lose a guy to her bewitching qualities. But now, anything went. It took John about fifteen seconds to accept. I told him repeatedly that he'd be seen by horny guys all over the world, but that didn't dissuade him at all. We put up a notice on the site that there'd be something special the following Saturday. Amanda set it up so guys could even become members for one night only for the bargain price of $9.95. Since Melissa had the biggest room, the event would take place in her bed. John arrived early, ready for anything. I hadn't seen him in a while and my heart fluttered a little bit. He was such a good-looking guy, with a mop of blond hair and sparkling blue eyes. His body was absolutely chiseled. He knew it, though, and modesty was not in his vocabulary. That only made him more perfect for our little exhibition, since he had no qualms about taking off his clothes for an audience. John was in his glory, winking at the camera as he slowly disrobed. Melissa and I were in skimpy beach wraps. Amanda was sitting in an armchair, wearing some flimsy lingerie, with one of those pocket rocket vibrators that had been sent to her by one of our admirers. I watched her as she watched John, getting a kick out of the way her eyes lit up as she drank in his six-pack stomach, pumped-up pecs and meaty cock. She pulled aside her panties and began buzzing the little gizmo on her pussy. I got a nice long look at her sweet little cunt and resolved that I'd be face-first in it before the evening was over. Once John was naked, he jumped onto the bed, his cock already hard. Melissa dropped her robe and snuggled up against him, wrapping her fingers around his shaft. Their lips locked in a deep French kiss as I got naked and crawled into bed on his other side. Then I turned and leered up at the web cam over my shoulder. For the special occasion, we had put two more cameras in the room, so the guys at home could have several different views of the goings-on. It was time for action. I zoomed in on John's balls, slurping them into my mouth while Melissa pumped his cock. I was careful to make sure my ass pointed right at one of the cameras, and I reached back and spread my cheeks with my hands to give the guys a good view of my pussy. Melissa joined me at John's crotch, sucking him as I continued to slurp on his balls. He just moaned, unable to say anything coherent. I maneuvered so I could sit on his face and noticed that Amanda had taken off her panties, the vibrator working her clit. As I watched her masturbate, I sank down onto John's tongue. When my cunt was within striking distance I felt him swab my labia and then circle around my clit. It felt as good as slipping into a hot bubble bath. I rode John's mouth while Melissa sucked his dick. She loves to tease, so she'd lick it a little bit and then swoop down to deep-throat him for just a second. Then she'd pull back and just nuzzle his balls. Somehow, he managed to keep some attention on me throughout it all. When Melissa inhaled his erection he'd slurp on my pussy lips, sucking them into his mouth. I was absolutely dripping. I looked up at the blinking red lights of the web cams and realized that not only was I having great sex, but it was broadcast to horny guys everywhere. I'd long had a fantasy of being a porn star and this was almost like living it out, only better. There was no crew standing around and we were having sex in our own home, but through the wonders of technology it was being seen all over the world. When I was close to orgasm, I rubbed my clit against John's chin. His tongue wiggled against my sex as my eyes locked with Amanda's. She was now buck naked and climaxing herself. We looked at each other while we went over the top, screaming in our excitement. I fell off of John's face and instantly Amanda was out of the chair and on me. She sucked one of my nipples while fingering the other. I cradled her against me, silently welcoming her to the club. Meanwhile, Melissa had skewered herself on John's erection, riding cowgirl-style. Her hips slammed down on him and it wasn't long before she was bawling out an orgasm. John's eyes gleamed as he scoped out Amanda, who was lying in my arms right beside him. Rolling over, he buried his nose in her cunt. I played with her tits and Melissa got kinky by sucking on Amanda's toes. Amanda was cooing in complete bliss from having three people work on her at the same time. When John had sampled her cunt to his satisfaction, he scooted up so he could insert his cock inside her. John gave Amanda a thorough fucking as I continued tweaking her nipples and nibbling on her neck and earlobes. Out of the corner of my eye I caught Melissa reaching between John's legs and squeezing his swinging balls as he plowed into Amanda. That was all he could take, and he yelled that he was going to come. I took on the role of director and said, "Pull out! Come shot!" He heeded my direction and pulled out of Amanda's pussy. Then he jerked his twitching cock in his hand until a wad of come splashed on Amanda's tummy and tits. Melissa and I then licked it all up. I just knew that our fans were blowing their loads, too. We continued on into the night. John was good for another erection, which he slipped into Melissa's asshole. She was on her knees and had such a look of ecstasy on her face that I knew I'd have to give it a try sometime. I could just imagine all the hits we'd get on the night I lost my anal virginity! After John came he stood up, took a bow and made his departure. We girls weren't done, though, and had a curtain call in the shower. I finally got a taste of Amanda's pussy and happily licked her while Melissa ate me. We each had a slippery, soapy orgasm, situating ourselves so that the camera caught every twist and turn we took. The response from our fans was tremendous. Based on that, we enlisted John for a few more appearances, and without much difficulty we managed to find some other guys to come by for a visit. The once-reticent Amanda was now insatiable, and I performed several matinees with her, including one by the pool in which we interlocked in a sixty-nine on the chaise longue. The money kept rolling in and we all had a blast. Then one by one we each got regular nine-to-five jobs and had less time to spend in front of the cameras. When Amanda and I could afford to live in our own apartments, we shut down the operation for good, especially since by that time web cam sites were becoming more and more commonplace and we weren't getting as many hits. We get together often, though, and reminisce about all the fun we had being Internet porn stars. Who knows, maybe someday we'll even give it another go. - JOIN NOW FOR MORE STORIES LIKE THIS! -

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