MILF Allie: A Cable Conundrum

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Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Heterosexual, Oral Sex, Exhibitionism, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Allison (Allie) is a nightshift nurse -- and a thirty-something camgirl on the side. There's nothing like getting paid to do nothing more than sit around half dressed, and occasionally get off for horny men. The cable going out and having someone recognize her from the website are two of her biggest nightmares...

Allie lay on the bed, panting for breath — her brow damp with sweat. She was far more than damp elsewhere, as she recovered from a powerful orgasm.

She'd knocked the remote for the camera off the bed during her throes of passion, but fortunately, the guy on the other end of the connection wasn't asking for any special views. He seemed as content to watch her in the afterglow of her climax as she was to enjoy it. Her vibe lay next to her hip, still slick with her juices. She'd barely found the presence of mind to turn it off.

It was the first time she'd gotten off in a couple of days, and she didn't know how much she needed it until her body went ballistic on her. Whoever Billy69 was, he knew how to turn a woman on with text.

Allie glanced at her computer screen to make sure she wasn't out of view of the cam. She chuckled, still amused by how ridiculous she looked in post-orgasmic bliss, despite having seen it countless times now.

Her long, sandy-blonde hair was disheveled from thrashing her head about. Even in the small video window, she could see the creamy wetness dripping from her still-quivering pussy. Her face, chest, and breasts were rosy with color, matching the warmth she felt.

"did u cum?" Billy typed. It was a sharp contrast to the perfection of his typing when he was telling the fantasy story that got her so hot and bothered.

"What do you think?" She answered, and then laughed. While she had to make due with text, he could hear her through the chat site's audio. "Yes — hard."

"me2. Ur great."

"Thank you," she responded, and then blew him a kiss. A final shiver from her orgasm rippled through her, drawing out a moan. She found the energy to sit up and retrieve her remote, expecting him to leave the show any second, now that he'd come.

To her surprise, he didn't say his goodbyes. Instead, he typed, "Jus a min. Still shaking."

"Mmm — good. I love knowing that you were stroking your cock and shooting your cum for me." She parted her legs and zoomed the camera in. Creamy juices decorated her folds, and glistened in the patch of hair she left unshaven on her mound. "Look what you did to me," she said with a laugh, before zooming back out.

His typing improved a little, which she assumed meant that he was beginning to recover. "Are you married?"

Allie was more than happy to talk. She'd just had a wonderful orgasm, and she was getting paid for every minute he stayed in the private show. "Divorced."

"Kids?"

"Nope. I know; that makes my screen name a lie."

"You're still a MILF to me, MILFallie. Your boyfriend is lucky as hell."

"No boyfriend, either."

"Wow. Hard to believe."

"Flatterer."

"Not at all. You're fun to talk to, and you have the most awesome body."

"Used to be better. My boobs are going all saggy." She hefted the pendulous globes for emphasis, tweaking her still-hard, dark pink nipples for good measure.

"They're not saggy, especially for natural Ds. Love that you're a real woman, and not all silicone and ribs like the other girls."

Allie had quickly discovered that what he was talking about was exactly her appeal, and why she did so well as a camgirl. She was different from the norm, and seemed more attainable to the guys that wandered into her chat.

"Going to have to go soon. You want to get dressed again, before you go back to free chat?"

"Thank you, baby. I think I'll just give everyone a peek of what they're missing and sign off for the day, though."

"Okay, hope to see you soon."

"Mmm — me too."

She blew him another kiss, and then waved. A few seconds later, the screen showed that she was back in free chat.

"Billy made me come hard," she said to the room. "I'm signing off for the day, but I'll be back tomorrow." She ignored the barrage of people complimenting her fully nude body, something not often seen in free chat, offered a wave, and closed down the connection. She knew that the little peek would bring a lot of those guys back again, and some of them would want more in private.

Still feeling too languid to even bother putting on her panties, Allie checked her stats for the week. She broke out into a wide smile when she saw a total of almost $600.

Six months ago, she was on the verge of losing the house, which she'd ended up with in the divorce. The prospect of having to start all over again at thirty-eight years old was far from welcome. Her job as a night shift nurse just wasn't enough to pay for everything alone. A cryptic classified ad touting Big $$$ — work at home! had enticed her to follow the link to the website.

She wished that someone had been there to take a picture of her face when she found out what the work was. Her chin must have been on the desk, and her face as red as a stop sign. On the verge of closing the browser in embarrassment, she noticed the pay scale.

$1.25 per minute caught her attention.

It took a couple of days for fear of losing her house to bring her back to the website, and even then she'd hesitated. She'd clicked the contact link for more information, and a quick, personal reply surprised her. Rob, the man in charge of recruitment, was personable, and forthright. After several emails, she found that she had screwed up the courage to give it a try.

The first night on chat was daunting. She was hardly ashamed of her body, but she'd seen the competition, and thought she was wasting her time. Much to her surprise, the room had filled up quickly, and her first private show had come in within the hour.

Now, she was in no danger of losing the house, just for taking her clothes off — and occasionally getting off — from the comfort of her bedroom. She even had money to spare.

Allie started, realizing that she was drifting off to sleep, her thoughts half a dream. She saw a comment left on her profile, and went to check it. It was from Billy, and almost embarrassing in how he raved about her private show. She knew it was going to be good for business.

She also had messages, and one in particular caught her eye. He was a regular in chat, although he'd only gone private with her once. She clicked on the message and let out a squeal of delight.

VandalHeart had promised to send her a naughty pic, and he'd delivered. Allie licked her lips, her eyes drinking in the sight of his erect cock. It was thick, at least 8 inches, shaven, and looked absolutely delicious. He'd obviously underplayed his assets in their numerous chats and emails. He was also holding a little sign next to it that said All Allie's.

Lack of sleep and the energy she'd expended in her orgasm finally caught up with her, so she just sent a quick reply. "Oh my god! Gorgeous! So tired, but more later. Kisses wherever you want them. Narf!"

The last was a running joke between them about their shared love of Pinky and the Brain, which had come up after the private show. He was the first to actually get her off on cam, and always held a special place in her heart.

As soon as the message sent, she saw yet another interesting one had just arrived in her inbox, with Billy's screen name. Much to her delight, he'd taken a picture right after closing down the show. His half-hard cock looked almost as delightful as Vandal's, and she could see a bit of his abdomen, which showed some muscle. Both were covered in the spatters of cum that she'd caused with her show.

Again, she sent a quick reply. "Nummies! Wish I was there to clean up for you. Hope to see you again. You were wonderful."

Finding it hard to keep her eyes open, and with a shift at the hospital looming all too soon, she shut down the computer, changed the sticky sheets, and fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow.


Two days later, Allie breathed a sigh of relief as she walked in her back door. She had the next night off, which meant that tonight would be one of her longer, and more profitable days on cam.

She wore only a robe, and carried her digital cam, which was mounted on a tripod. After weeks of thinking about it, she'd taken the plunge and shot some nude pics in her back yard. Though thick woods surrounded the house, she'd still felt as though the whole world was watching her every time she set up the camera, dropped her robe to the ground, and hurried — breasts bouncing — to whatever place she'd chosen to take a picture.

Once she downloaded the pics to her computer, she found that almost all of them had turned out great. She might not be a willowy wood nymph, but she didn't think any of her fans would care once the pics showed up on her website in a short while. She especially liked the whimsical one of her sitting on the fountain with the bubble of water popping up between her legs.

Eager to see the reactions of her fans, she brought up the web browser to upload them before going on cam for the day. When the connection timed out, her brow furrowed, and she tried again.

Unable to connect.

Allie hurried to her television and turned it on. To her relief, it came on without any trouble. That meant that the cable wasn't out. She had no more luck connecting to the internet when she returned to her desk, though.

She picked up the phone with a sigh, expecting that she would end up losing sleep as well as money. She lived right on the fringes of the area the cable company serviced, so they weren't likely to consider her a priority. Every time she'd had someone out to work on the cable, the company had given her an hour span of half the day that she had to sit and wait.

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