My roommate Beth has been a cam girl for a while.

I helped her film a couple of times, but I’d always been too shy to get in on the action myself. Then Beth came forward with an undeniable proposition — one of her regulars wanted to see her go down on a girl, but he wanted a first-timer.

I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t gotten damp between my legs while watching Beth pleasure herself in front of the camera. This request was the push I needed both to fuck my friend and to dabble with a bit of exhibitionism.

Before our little show, we both picked out fun outfits from Beth’s collection. Her red velvet bustier had a black patent trim. A tiny red lace thong perfectly complemented the corset. As soon as Beth pulled on the little triangle of lace the material caught between her thick pussy lips, accentuating her sex.

For me, Beth chose a frothy little pink number. The flimsy pink teddy lifted my breasts, but the thin fabric did little to obscure my rock-hard nipples.

Once we were both all dolled-up, Beth positioned the laptop on her bed and initiated a call with Jeff. When the video flickered to life, I could just make out the outline of a man. The room he sat in was barely lit, concealing his identity.

“Hello, darling,” Beth purred. She slipped behind me and smoothed her hands over my shoulders. “I brought you a little virgin like you asked.” She chuckled, “Well, a girl-girl virgin, at least.”

The speakers grew staticky as Jeff sucked in a deep breath. “Perfect,” he drawled. “Cup her breasts, Beth. I want to see you squeeze them.”

Beth’s hands skimmed over my skin as she traveled from my shoulders to my tits. She palmed them from the underside, testing their weight in her hands.

“Yes, like that,” he said. “Now give those pretty nipples a pinch.”

The pad of her thumb skimmed over my aching nipple, grazing the delicate nub through the thin lace of my lingerie. I gasped, not expecting such a simple touch to elicit such sensitivity. Of course, Beth wasn’t done yet. She trapped the turgid bud between her thumb and pointer finger, pinching it hard.

My back arched as I sucked in another soothing breath.

Apparently, that wasn’t enough for Jeff. He called out more instructions, louder this time. “Come on, Beth. Spread those thin little fingers of yours over her tits, then trap the nipples in between. I want to see your whole hand get in on this. Give her a good squeeze, baby.”

Obedient as always, Beth spread her fingers wide. She pressed my breasts down into two perfect circles by flattening them against me. My nipples popped out from between her digits, then she closed them, pinching me hard.

A pleasant sting seared my nipples. I tilted my head back on a moan and allowed my body to sag against Beth’s. Her breasts and tummy pressed against my back. Hard to soft — a delicious transition.

Jeff seemed to like Beth’s moves as much as I did. I could hear his appreciative murmur in the background. After giving Beth a few minutes to continue her sweet torture on my nipples, he spoke again. “Use your right hand to move her thong to the side, Beth. I want to see what we’re working with.”

Slowly, Beth skimmed her palm from my breast down my abdomen. She paused for a moment when she reached my hip, then she swooped down to my thigh and slipped her fingers beneath the fabric of my underwear. She briefly brushed my clit before sliding back out and shoving the garment to the side.

“Very nice,” Jeff said. “I love a girl with a little landing strip.”

“Mmm, me too,” Beth agreed.

My body responded well to their praise. I could feel the space between my thighs grow slick. Of course, I wasn’t the one running the show. I would have to wait for Jeff to decide that it was time for Beth to give my pussy the attention it so desperately craved.

It seemed I would have to wait long. Jeff spoke up again. “Tell me, Beth, is she wet?”

“How would you like me to check, Jeff?”

He took a moment to think about it. The silence filled the room, accentuating the steady beat of my pulse pounding in my ears. “Use your fingers,” he finally replied.

Beth swept her fingers inside my slit. She slid through easily, aided by the natural lubricant seeping from my core. After she’d collected enough to make her fingers glisten, she lifted her hand to show the camera. “She’s soaked, babe. More than ready to be fucked.”

“Perfect. Now I want to know how she tastes. Stick those fingers in your mouth and suck them dry, Beth. Tell me exactly what you taste.”

I held my breath while Beth complied. Sure, I’d licked my own fingers after a good finger-fucking, but it was an entirely different experience to watch another woman do it. Her cheeks grew hollow as she sucked those fingers hard, swirling her tongue between each digit to make certain she’d licked off every last drop of my juice.

After releasing her fingers from her mouth with a pop, Beth looked to the camera and said, “She’s sour and sweet, just the way I like it. I can’t wait to stick my tongue inside her and eat my fill.”

Beth’s praise made my heart sing and my pussy pulse. I hoped that Jeff was growing as impatient as I was and that he would give Beth the go-ahead to do as she pleased.

Instead, he made us wait for what we wanted, dialing up the anticipation. “Soon you will,” Jeff assured us. “But first, Beth, I want you to unhook the clasp on that pink nightie and free her breasts. Can you do that for me?”

“Yes, Jeff.”

Beth’s hands moved back to my waist. She trailed her fingers over my ribcage and up my sternum, landing at the clasp that sat nestled between my breasts. With a quick twist of her fingers, Beth released the clasp and the cups fell to the side.

When he demanded that she take the garment all the way off, Beth complied immediately, tugging the straps down my arms and allowing the fabric to fall onto the bed.

Jeff murmured his approval, “Much better. Now I want to you kneel in front of her and take one of those luscious breasts in your mouth. Don’t cover the other with your hand, Beth; I want to be able to see.”

Not exactly the request I’d hoped for, but an excellent choice nonetheless. Though my pussy wasn’t to be involved in this particular decree, it still pulsed with excitement, impatiently waiting for its own turn with Beth’s skillful lips.

Beth moved to my front and kneeled before me. Bowing her head, she captured my left breast in her mouth. Her tongue flicked my nipple, awakening the many nerves that lived within. Working her jaw, she moved her lips over my nipples, applying steady pressure while she continued to massage the bud with her tongue.

It felt so fucking good, and yet it wasn’t nearly enough. My other breast ached for the same treatment, but it wouldn’t do to obscure Jeff’s view.

Just when I thought I would cry out in frustration, Jeff’s voice broke through the silence again. “Now do the same to the other breast, Beth. Wouldn’t want it to feel left out.”

Unable to contain my gratitude, I found myself moaning, “Thank you, Jeff.”

“The pleasure is mine,” he replied.

Always obedient — with her clients, at least — Beth moved to my other breast. Her teeth grazed my nipple, sending another jolt of pleasure through my body. While she nibbled and sucked at the bud, her hand cupped the underside of my breast and firmly massaged the globe.

I closed my eyes. Every bit of pleasure I felt in my breasts seemed to echo down below. It was as though they were connected, sharing in all the glorious attention.

Just as my mind began to slip away, Jeff’s voice brought me back down to Earth. “I think it’s finally time for you to feast, Beth,” he drawled. “Sit her against the headboard and prop her back up with the pillows. I want to see her face when she comes.”

Happy that my trembling legs would get a break, I flopped back onto the pillows. Using the monitor to make certain Jeff had a good view, I draped my arms over the top of the pillows to keep my torso somewhat upright. Then I spread my legs open wide, serving myself up for Beth.

After Jeff had gotten an eyeful, Beth moved between my legs. She laid on her belly, moving around until she was nice and comfortable. She opened her mouth and lowered her head to my sex when Jeff spoke up again. “Open your legs up, Beth. I want to see if eating her gets you wet.”

Beth swung her legs open. Her feet knocked against my calves and she kept pushing, spreading my legs wider as well.

“Very nice,” Jeff murmured.

Finally, Beth’s tongue landed on my sex. She licked along my slit, working her way inside. When the tip of her tongue found my hole, she trailed around the edge, exciting all the nerves beneath the thin layer of skin. Then she plunged inside.

While Beth used her tongue to open me up, her fingers closed around my clit. It felt so good. I just needed a bit more friction to get me off.

I lifted my hips while she circled the nub, shamelessly pushing my pussy against her hand.

“Are you enjoying yourself, ladies?” I heard Jeff ask.

Beth lifted her head long enough to say “Yes.” Then she went right back to eating me out.

This round was even better than the last. She plunged her thumb into my hole, moving it in little circles as she pressed down, making the sensation spread from my pussy to my ass.

While her thumb was hard at work inside me, Beth’s lips latched over my clit. She sucked me in and laved her tongue over my nub until every muscle below my waist felt impossibly tight.

When my walls started to spasm around her, Beth pressed down hard, building the pressure ’til I thought I would burst. A rush of liquid poured from between my legs, thoroughly soaking Beth and the bed.

“Delicious,” Beth murmured as she crawled from between my legs. She lifted the laptop, giving Jeff a nice view of my heaving breasts and our come-soaked sheets. Then she signed off and curled up next to me on the bed, already dreaming up ideas for our next session.