Camming down the rabbit hole Ch4

My cock had risen fully from my panties, sticking out over the top trapping my balls beneath, my attention however wasn’t there as I slowly applied pressure to the plug and with much less trepidation than the night before I eased it inside me. The feeling of the weight and pressure was delightful, there was no discomfort only pleasure and I took in all the sensations it gave before regaining my composure to the camera.

Looking down the lens, I said “tonight you are in for a treat as I’m just going to sort myself out even if you don’t pay, not that I imagine any of you will complain”. I was too far gone at this point, I no longer cared about the show, I needed to make myself cum and cum hard.

I sat up with my legs spread and with one hand on the plug I pulled it out and pushed it back in, I wrapped my other hand around my throbbing dick and started to stroke it in time with the thrusts going in my ass. The feeling was divine, and I could sense that familiar build of pressure in my balls.

My hands were now a frantic blur as I pumped my dick and played with the plug in my backside, when my orgasm arrived it was a quick burst of four or five jets of cum, moving my hand to ensure I didn’t cover myself. The climax as short as the build-up, and I panted my gratitude to the few people that had given me a few tokens. That was much needed relief, but no way near as good as the night before, I chatted to the room while cleaning myself up before closing it down for the night.

Tonight had not need a great earner, but I was beginning to get used to the eb and flow of how much people were willing to pay. The Friday and Saturday shows were always be best for tokens, I would just have to settle for treating the early and midweek shows as practice.

Still feeling sticky I walked into the bathroom to take a shower, standing at the large mirror I admired the effort, practice and work that had gone into transforming me, I was far from perfect but even on a quiet night I hadn’t don’t too badly, so I must be doing something right. Removing my makeup and fake lashes I stepped into the shower and once again welcomed the relaxing hot water cascading down my body. My nipples always tingled after a show, the hours of attention caused them to be a little sore, but it was a price worth paying, not only did it look good on camera I really enjoyed the feelings it gave me.