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These are just words, people. Just words. If you have a problem with words see a competent shrink or an English teacher. If you’re on Freenet and you’re brave, look for webcam movies. You’ll be shocked, I promise. And in all honesty I know nothing about webcams, other than watching some webcam captures. So give me a break on how the software works, I based it on my IRC experience.
I seen my first webcam in my brother’s room, on his computer. He showed it to me, he showed me some girl showin’ her boobs off, and told me he followed her channel. It looked cool, well, not the boobs part, but talkin’ to other people and seein’ them and stuff. I wanted to borrow it.
“No way, get Mom to get you one,” he said.
“Come on, Virgil, let me borrow it,” I said, being whiney on purpose. I knew there was no way he would.
“No chance,” he said. “And stop callin’ me Virgil.”
“Sure thing, Virgil,” I said, ducking to avoid the pencil he threw at me.
I went and whined to my mom, and she said she was goin’ to the mall in a few, if I wanted to go. I did, and later off we went. She bought me a webcam at Best Buy, the guy said it was the best, and it was expensive, but money don’t mean shit to my mom. Or to me either, but I’m just a kid, I shouldn’t have to care about shit like that.
The webcam plugged into my laptop, and came right up. I played with it a while, looking at myself, and even unclipped it and looked at my cooter. It was cool, it was a good picture, clear and sharp. I even looked at my butthole, the first time I ever saw it up close like that. It was fun, but a little shocking, and it made me promise myself to start usin’ the wet-wipes my Mom had put on the back of the toilet.
Anyway, I wasn’t sure what to do next, so in the end I finally had to ask Vergie to help me. I had to pay him, as usual, and he got me on a server and downloaded a bunch of channels and stuff, and half-way showed me how to use it. I tried to pay attention ‘cause I didn’t want to have to pay him again.
When he left I got on a channel, and almost immediately the craziness started.
I’m just a fairly normal kid, I guess. I’m fourteen, if that means anything, I guess it means I’m old enough to know what’s right and young enough not to do it, like my grammaw says. The webcam kinda brought that out in me. Real quick I got all these private messages an’ shit from a guy, wantin’ me to show him my tits and shit. I ain’t hardly got no tits, I said back. How about your snatch? he said. I giggled. That’s what the webcam fuss is all about? I wondered. All evening, that’s all that went on, guys messaging me and tryin’ to get me to show off to them. I finally pulled my shirt up for one guy, just to prove to him that I barely had tits, and then he tried to get me to give him a close-up of my nips. That shit just went on all night. Guys, mostly old farts, tryin’ to get a peek at me.
I started right then wonderin’ what Virgil did on his webcam. I wondered if he showed girls his weenie an’ shit. Hell, I know he’s a show-off, he showed it to me at the lake last year, when we went into the woods. He tried to get me to touch it, but I didn’t ‘cos I was kinda freaked, although later I kinda wished I had, just because.
I went to the kitchen to get a coke, and banged on his door on the way back.
“Whut?” he shouted.
“Lemme in!” I shouted back.
“No! Go away!” he yelled.
“What you doin’, showin’ your weenie to girls on your webcam?” I said, I didn’t shout, but I had to say it loud for him to hear it through the door.
Almost immediately he yanked his door open, and jerked me inside.
“If you ever say that again where Mom and Dad can hear, I will kick your ever-lovin’ goddam fuckin’ ass from here to eternity,” he said, his voice low and mean soundin’.
“Jeezus, Virg, I was just jokin’,” I said, pulling away from him. He was pinching my arm something fierce. Right away I figured, yep, that’s what he was doin’, or he wouldn’t have got this upset. I looked at his computer and it was on a regular website though, but I know how easy it is to hide whatever you were doin’, just minimize it. Everything looked normal, except for a bottle of baby oil on his desk, and a towel on the floor. That made me wonder a little, too, but I couldn’t think of what he’d do with a towel or baby oil. And, weirdest of all ... there was a mask on his desk, like a Halloween mask, one that just went over your eyes.
“Just keep your goddam mouth shut,” he hissed, and I nodded.
“Virg,” I said, “all that’s on my webcam is guys, wantin’ to see my ... to see me. Naked and shit.”
He laughed. “Yeah, that’ pretty much all there is. Just be careful what you show, they record that shit, and it’ll come back to haunt you. If you show off, don’t let your face show. And don’t use your real name.”
“Is that why you got that mask?” I asked, something clicking in my head.
“Goddam it, Char...” he seemed more exasperated than mad. “Just get the fuck out, and leave me alone.”
I knew he’d get mad if I laughed, so I kept my mouth shut and left. I felt like I’d made a big discovery about him, though. I wondered if he showed off to girls his own age, or older ones. I don’t guess it matters.
I locked my door, and sat down in front of the computer. I took a drink, and clicked on the webcam icon.
Okay, I done admitted I don’t always do the right thing. I ain’t no angel. I guess my Mom and Dad are to blame for that, they pretty much let me and Virgil do whatever the hell we want. By evening when we get home from school they’re usually pretty skunked. We have to fix our own dinner most of the time, unless we can talk Mom into having something like pizza delivered. Actually ... for kids, we kinda got it made. Mom and Dad don’t check up on us, they don’t really seem to worry about us at all. Virgil got into some trouble in the past because of that, shoplifting and shit, but now he got this cop buddy from some crime prevention program that takes him shooting and shit and he behaves so he can do that stuff. Me? I always been a pretty good girl, until this webcam shit came along.
The next few weeks were fun, I got a bunch of guys following me, I finally learned how to make my own channel with a password an’ shit, and I had a bunch of regulars. It was kind of a pain in the butt at times ‘cos they all wanted to message me in private, but finally I just started ignoring that shit and just did stuff on my channel. I danced to music and tried on clothes and stuff, and sure enough, finally I got brave enough to change clothes on camera. I kept my panties on though. Finally I started sitting around on my channel topless, which was kinda fun, I’m not sure why, I guess because it felt naughty. No idea why, I ain’t got big tits yet.
Anyway, it just got easier and easier to do shit, and finally there wasn’t any place to go. One night, one Saturday night, I felt really brave, and most of my guys were watching me. I told the whole channel if they stayed on ‘til midnight, I’d take my panties off. Immediately about a million private messages came in, and I ignored them, and just laughed. I got a little nervous when it got close but finally it was midnight, and so I stood up. “Here it goes, guys,” I said, and slid my panties down my legs. I didn’t spread it, or nothin’, that first night. I just let them look at me, and of course they all wanted me to turn around so they could see my butt.
So I did that, giggling like crazy. I felt like I was gettin’ away with big shit. I wondered what Mom and Dad would think, if they knew what I was doin’, just half the house away from them. Crazy. Crazy, but funny.
I was showin’ off my butt, and I turned around to listen to some of the guys, and they were all yellin’ for me to bend over. I finally did, bending over and spreadin’ my butt apart, so they could see my butthole. At least it was clean, I know ‘cos I checked it with the cam before all this started. I did that for a few minutes, and I knew I was turnin’ them on, big time.
I finally sat back down, still naked, but of course they couldn’t see me below the waist. This one guy, who went by BigEd, said, “Look, Charmaine, this is for you!” and I maxed his thumbnail. He had his weenie out, his cam was pointin’ right at it, and he was wavin’ it around and shit. I started giggling like mad, and ... I gotta admit ... it was kinda sexy or whatever, the first real one I seen. I mean, other than Virgil’s. Other than all those on the internet. I stared at it until he put it away and sat back down.
That was it for the evening, my big unveiling or whatever. The next night I did it again, and even zoomed in on my puss a little bit. The guys all went nuts, and I got to see two more weenies before it was over.
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