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Stream started at 06/10/2022 03:07 am

2022-06-10 03:24:33 +0000 UTC View Post

Going live in 10 min!!

2022-06-10 02:50:20 +0000 UTC View Post

Beware at blowdrier minute 34.. its horribly loud bahahaha m..

Beware at blowdrier minute 34.. its horribly loud bahahaha must edit

2022-06-09 05:01:02 +0000 UTC View Post

CAMGIRL MEMOIR 17 - Full Plate January 2013 It's..

***CAMGIRL MEMOIR 17 - Full Plate*** **January 2013** It's true I had lost a lot of weight recently. But I always preferred being on the thicker side of the scale. I guess Brazilian beauty culture had a hold on my preferences still. Fitting the gym into my schedule had been difficult however. Between camming, doing my Aesthetician classes, working 2 jobs and cleaning the house very little time was left. But I did what I could. Finally I found the will power to do a whole week of doing the Stairmaster, and tonight it was time to show off those glutes of steel (wannabe). The night however, went by slowly. **"I will be logging off if we don't finish the topic soon.. I'm starting to feel very hungry!"** Saying this would often mean the death of the shift as the guys would feel guilty and ask you to please go eat something. I didn't know this yet, but the stars aligned and.. The Cash Bells went off: ***Mr. Glutton tipped 50 tokens and left a message: Would you like to eat a pizza on Skype?*** **"Pizza sounds good!" - Another guy wanting to hang out? Awesome! There were a couple of guys that had tipped to hang out one on one. Specially during this time of the year, so cold and close to Holidays. ***"How about Pizza and coke?"*** I hadn't had coke since my teens... or any other kind of ***soda*** for that matter. Mr. Glutton tried to convince me to get the Large Pizza and a large bottle of soda. I knew I'd regret this late night snack but the tokens spoke louder. So he was successful in his trial. We chatted while we waited for the delivery guy and I set up my laptop on the table by the kitchen. ***"Bon Appetit miss Brookz"*** - he typed. - ***"You can eat with your hands if you want"*** Mr.Glutton not only wanted me to eat A LOT, but also like a pig. The most savage the better. Topless and an apron were nice extras. Before Mukbang was here, I was already there... ***"Do you feel like burping?"*** **"Hah! I can burp on command!"** ***"No way! How loud?"*** My once asleep dog lifted her ears and looked at me with big eyes, got up and entered under the blanket to hide. *Louder than I thought, with the help of soda...* Somehow I felt I'd be as embarrassed if this recording leaked online as if I was spread eagle masturbating. Perhaps the latter would be easier to explain. ***"This is so fucking hot!!! Feel free to do it as many times as you want"*** Every gulp of soda reminding me of each step walking up the Stairmaster ladder that morning. *** The next day my throat was hurting and my stomach was queasy. I couldn't understand how burping could be a turn on for someone, to be honest I still don't understand. But I'd really like to. It must be very difficult to find a partner into it. And my guess for the turn on would be something related to seeing the other person expressing full satisfaction at a basic need. Perhaps the brain can get the "basic needs' wires" tangled and misplaced sometimes. Anyhow, I didn't have the courage to accept another Skype with him. After the second one, I mean.. We did go once more but I felt grossed out thinking of how I looked and sounded on video. Since then I have fully detoxed and moved on from burps to burpees. Is it wrong that I don't consider this episode when someone asks how long since the last time I had soda?

2022-06-08 09:09:36 +0000 UTC View Post

Stream started at 06/08/2022 03:25 am my 1st 360 ASMR. Some..

Stream started at 06/08/2022 03:25 am my 1st 360 ASMR. Somehow I got lotion all over my hair and burned the tip of my nail bahahah

2022-06-08 04:42:57 +0000 UTC View Post

Going live at 11pm EST to 360 immersive ASMR <3

2022-06-08 02:20:11 +0000 UTC View Post

Stream started at 06/07/2022 05:46 am

2022-06-07 06:45:51 +0000 UTC View Post

after the movie we enjoyed an accidental echoed asmr... the ..

after the movie we enjoyed an accidental echoed asmr... the room didn't let me know about the echo because they were enjoying it so I guess it was a good thing :p

2022-06-06 04:12:16 +0000 UTC View Post

ASMR WEEK STARTS TOMORROW ❤

2022-06-05 23:47:37 +0000 UTC View Post

Who else forgot yesterday wasn't Monday? ***CAMGIRL MEMOIR ..

Who else forgot yesterday wasn't Monday? ***CAMGIRL MEMOIR 15 - BOUNDARIES PT. 1*** **2011** ***"Can you take them out?*** The guy that first took me Private ever, asked me. It wasn't the first time we were on a Skype date though. I tried at all costs to not let any of my nudes be recorded. In fact, "non nude" was displayed in large letters across my profile. It was possible to make some money like this. I had seen it! There were a couple of top girls that never took their clothes off, at most they flashed their boobs, but very rarely. Few things feel as draining as living in a place that you don't feel at home, I wanted to make money ASAP, but I also didn't want my nudes all over the internet plaguing me for life. I was willing to do anything I could to protect myself from too much exposure. **"Maybe.."** - I was wearing a white top without a bra. And a lace lingerie set to be changed into sat on the bed **"What makes me uncomfortable is the idea of being recorded and leaked"** ***"Ah.. if that's the case I don't mind letting you see my screen... I promise I will not record you. You can record me too if you want and then you will have leverage. What do you think?"*** He said with a smirk. We were both the same age and he used to watch me from his college room. I laughed too and sat quiet for a moment, just thinking, my eyes looking over the posters behind his bed. ***"Check your MFC"*** There was a 900 token tip (about $45). **"I will keep my panties on though."** ***"Deal"*** And not only because of the tip, but because I felt he was saying the truth I accepted his request. Of course he was also sharing his screen and proved to me he wasn't recording. I started stripping down and changing the angles of the camera. I felt self conscious about how my body looked, more specifically my breasts. To keep things moving I made sure to use some lotion that was nearby. Mr. CherryPopper asked if he could show his webcam and I agreed. His eyes looked like they were popping out of his head. He made some funny faces and signal I looked hot. I thought he was just trying to make me laugh. Which he probably was to some extent. ***"Bend down over the bed and look back at me"*** I change the webcam placement one more time and bend down. When I looked back I saw him making a V with his fingers and licking in between them. The nerve! My first impulse was laughter. But I figured it was supposed to be a sexy moment. I decided to look away for a few and keep moving to the song before looking again. This time his mouth was covering all the webcam. The tongue twisted side to side and in circular motions, his face showing pure pleasure and dedication. Eyes rolled back until they were white. If someone entered his room right at that moment it would look like he was making out with his webcam. A laugh escaped and I hoped he didn't hear it. But quickly enough he moved away and started typing: ***"Did you say something?"*** **"I just said I love dancing for you"** ***"Cum for me while I lick you"*** - And got down to business again. So I pretended that his webcam had sensorial nerves connected to my body somehow and he licked the air for about more 5 minutes. Until I "finished" and he finished. ~~~ The feeling was always a bit weird at the time. I'd always have this feeling telling me "See? It wasn't so bad" but at the same time another side of me would say "yikes..." My verdict was that now I was the one curious about this world of porn and camming in my marriage. And maybe in the end I could get away with it and stop before things get too compromised. It's so weird to think about how I streamed back then. Even weirder to understand how some guys were ok with me acting this way in a camsite. So much patience. Maybe what was interesting to them was feeling like they had to work to see it, as if I was a friend from class or workplace... ~~~~ Upon finishing the video call I went to the kitchen to make some tea and sit outside with the cats. It was 3:20 am and I could see the condensation of my breath in the cold WA weather. I opened my laptop to read the Camgirl Forum and the girls were talking about controlling leaked content. A chill went up my spine as they made it clear that having your family/friends find out your erotic content was a matter of "when" and not "if". Not only that but the Private Shows of the popular girls had just leaked into a popular site and it turns out that they did very hardcore shows in group/private. "So much for non nude"... ***"Well.. I guess it makes sense."*** I couldn't judge their façade. They looked sexy in their videos and I still admired the way they communicated with their chatroom. But it was even more obvious now why my climb in the site was so slow. I had been naïve thinking they never did anything more. On the next day, one of them had nearly tripled her viewers and she managed to finish a large Goal for a first Public Shower show within 15 min. The more I watched the more it seemed comfortable to do it. I finished my water and ran out of the door 5 minutes late for my cashier job. After 5 long hours standing on my feet and a terrible lower back pain I did the math to how much I had already earned that day... $40 after taxes. Great. A guy drops a few packets of fishing bai.t on the counter for me to ring. He keeps staring at me as I do my job and now I feel uncomfortable: **"It will be $XX"** ***"Sure.. hey I feel like I know you from somewhere!"*** **"Oh.. really?"** I look down even lower than necessary to count the money. ***"Yes.."*** **"Maybe I just have an average face :) Hope you have a good day"** ***"Maybe.. thank you! You take care"*** Duh.. of course he didn't know me from the internet I barely had 20 people sitting in my room every night. But that made me think about all the risks I was taking even more... I had to chill and just make a decision if I'd be comfortable with a future where camming wasn't a secret. Illustration pic of virtual oral sex

2022-06-01 19:40:23 +0000 UTC View Post

Best time to Stream dance classes on Onlyfans.. Going for li..

Best time to Stream dance classes on Onlyfans..
Going for live asmr now at twitch.tv/livelybella with my new microphone

2022-05-30 04:35:14 +0000 UTC View Post

Stream started at 05/30/2022 01:32 am

2022-05-30 04:33:38 +0000 UTC View Post

Stream started at 05/30/2022 12:10 am

2022-05-30 01:32:07 +0000 UTC View Post

This was a very much needed week of healing. It felt like a ..

This was a very much needed week of healing. It felt like a whole month went by in 7 days. Each pain we go through in life exercises us to become stronger so here I am. Very happy to be here and going live now. Let's get some stuff and make hot pockets before we watch a movie and hang out ❤

2022-05-29 23:52:55 +0000 UTC View Post

CAMGIRL MEMOIR 14 - QUESOSEXUAL 2013 Camming can..

***CAMGIRL MEMOIR 14 - QUESOSEXUAL*** **2013** Camming can be a very exhausting job. For hours on end you pose to the camera, dance, and interact with the public, making people get off. Without remembering to eat or drink anything. This is how it goes: After all the endorphin and dopamine drunkenness, you forgot you aren't invincible and the realization hits heavy once the camera comes off. I run to the kitchen and start making a sandwich. Bread, mayo, tomatoes, deli turkey and spinach. And while I wait for the bread to toast, my phone rings a couple of times. I pick it up and to my surprise it's a message for Bella on Skype. A couple of clicks reveal the sender: **"Ah.. it's that cheese guy"** He stopped by every week. Over and over again Mr.Cheesy had a request: ***"Beautiful lady, would you mind getting some cheese? Could be Mozzarella... but Swiss is best."*** ***"Yes! This is beautiful! Put one over your nips. I love it when you cover your breast... One slice is plentiful. My wife doesn't know I like this"*** - He confessed. ***"Now can you lit a cigarrete?"*** And I had been sitting there for 20 minutes now. Placing slices of cheese over my body, and hearing my stomach growl. I didn't even like to smoke but it was a popular trend, so I always had a pack of Marlboros, along with panties to send. Yes, send panties in the mail. But this is story for another day. Once wandering on camgirl forums that were very popular at the time I came across an interesting thread: **"Has anyone else met the cheese guy?"** - Of course he wasn't only mine. But it really amazed me that he had a different girl for each day of the week. What a player. And he wanted all of them to use cheese. Cover boobs, sniff and eat. Mozzarella or Swiss. Pfft. I grew up hearing to not play with food. My grandma would not be proud. Eventually he stopped coming by. It was ok while it lasted. The tokens made me wowed and the cheese fetish had been mastered. A man of such unique taste...I remember that once he mentioned snow. He never turned his camera on, unfortunately or fortunately. I guess I will never know. I always wondered what he looked like. Gorgonzola and American, likely. The other day, to my shock, I saw this on the live news. Straight from Philadelphia, with over 10k views: https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2662841/Notorious-Swiss-Cheese-Pervert-pleads-guilty-flashing-women-car-propositioning-holding-slices-cheese.html ***"Notorious 'Swiss Cheese Pervert' pleads guilty to flashing women from his car and propositioning them while holding slices of cheese"*** - **How Bizarre.** ⚫*Christopher Pagano, 42, pleaded guilty to various charges after flashing women while holding Swiss cheese* ⚫*Pagano, dubbed the Swiss Cheese Pervert, approached women while driving his car with his genitals exposed, holding a slice of cheese* ⚫*Four women were victims of Pagano, and two captured photos or videos of him in the act* ⚫*At least two other women have received messages they believe were from Pagano on OKCupid describing how being unpopular with women drove him to have sex with cheese* ⚫*Pagano has been sentenced to eight years probation* ⚫*He is not allowed to drive except to go to work, church or medical appointments* ⚫*He must also undertake a sex offenders counseling program* ⚫*Pagano is reportedly married with a 12-year-old daughter.* So, my dear friends, we are having a poll about this. Is this another guy of particular taste or highly likely Mr.Cheese? There are 3 pics below, the first one is ok. Click for "next" at your own risk. I've got nothing else to say...

2022-05-25 08:25:21 +0000 UTC View Post

If anyone saved this last stream by any chance please send i..

If anyone saved this last stream by any chance please send it to me. Onlyfans screwed me over and didnt let me save it
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2022-05-23 06:05:54 +0000 UTC View Post

Stream started at 05/23/2022 01:37 am

2022-05-23 04:52:01 +0000 UTC View Post

Hi guys. I will be home around 930pm. Thank you for all the ..

Hi guys. I will be home around 930pm. Thank you for all the kind messages. This was the most painful week for me. Losing a loved one is like removing a piece of your heart forever. And now you have to fill that void with longing and memories. It hurts so much I can't describe it. Specially losing someone that was like your own father. The realization that now there's minus one person that loves you in the world... The support I have received from you guys has helped me immensely and I am so grateful to have you guys in my life ❤️ No but for real, Let's watch a happy movie please 😅

2022-05-23 00:51:10 +0000 UTC View Post

CAMGIRL MEMOIR 13 - Financial Support **December 201..

***CAMGIRL MEMOIR 13 - Financial Support*** **December 2017** Tax Season is always a blast. Like a dynamite dropping on your lap, specifically over your pocket hole. However, this year was the first year I had been truly prepared for it. I was doing them quarterly and excited about my income steadly increasing throughout the year. It's true I could have paid someone to do them for me, but I enjoyed understanding how it's done and it wasn't that difficult to do. That night I told my chat in a tone of relief: **"I finished my taxes today! I want a nice bowl to relax."** I didn't have much expectation from the chat besides a "Congrats Bella!", so the tip bells surprised me: ***Mr.CashPet tipped 50 tokens anonymously and left a message: Hi Goddess! I'd love to become your cash pet."*** *"A cash pet?"* - I glanced at Minnie staring at me from the couch that she ruined opening a hole on the pillow - *"Sounds like a nice change of pace".* By his name I could tell his kink was Financial Domination. I had not fully understood this fetish yet. Sure, I had experienced a few guys into spending their money as a fetish. But they were always into something else as well, like this guy that wanted to play a game: ***"Hi Bella, I wanted to run a custom vid script by you if you're interested: Length: 15 min Keywords: findom, JOI games You tease, strip and playfully taunt me and try to get me to cum. My goal is to last as long as possible. I'm coerced to strap a magic wand to my cock and watch the video. If I cum, I have to tip you based on the minutes remaining of the video times 100 (10 min x 100 = 1000tk). I will also have to turn the vibrator intensity up and keep watching. If I cum again, I pay again and increase intensity again. If I suceed in reaching the end of the clip without cuming you promise to give me my reward: doggystyle blowjob with cum countdown, and you tell me to set the vibrator to max. With 3 sec remaining of the countdown you reveal that I will have to pay the full price if I cum with less than a minute remaining (15 min x 100 = 1500tk). You then count down the last 3 sec and order me to cum for you. When I cum you're overjoyed with manipulating me and cum torturing me. You taunt me and tell me to spend for you."*** I just found this poor message... 5 years later. The creativity for "games" from these guys were endless. But Mr.CashPet had a different proposal. ***Mr.CashPet tipped 200 tokens anonymously and left a message: "How much do you want to add me to your friends list, Goddess?"*** The price was 200 tokens, the exact amount he had just tipped, so I tested him: **"The usual tip for friends list is 200. But for you it's 400 tokens."** ***Mr.CashPet tipped 200 tokens anonymously and left a message: This is fair. I want you to have full control over my finances, Goddess"*** I accepted his servitude. And later on he tipped 2000 tokens to hold a Skype date slot after my Public Show. Around 11:40pm I dressed like a business woman from BangBros, and accepted the videocall. Mr. CashPet wasn't shy about showing his face, but preferred to just type and never speak. He was probably in his late 30's or early 40's, light brown hair and eyes, a round and friendly face. An average American guy, like he could be your realtor or your insurance agent. He had a beautiful view from his window even though the room looked simple. The keyboard sounds indicated he was typing fast. He looked a bit anxious and excited as he went. First he thanked for my time and expressed how happy he was to have me control his finances. This was the deal: He told me how much he made and how much his bills were. From this amount I'd have to decide how much should go for his bills, how much should be spent on me, and how much should go for him. I should have full control over everything he spent his money on including his food. *An image with his bank statements popped up* He wanted me to be very specific on how little he needed to survive and why it was justifiable for me to keep at least 80% of his net income. It's true I was already getting the hang of these roleplay shows and with the plot laid out it was easy for me to unroll the story and get into character. So as I looked through his statement I said: **"Well I don't want you getting in trouble and being unable to access your internet or log into your bank account. So all the bills should be paid for. However, certain luxuries like Netflix and apps like Spotify, will have to be cut out. You have also been eating out way too often. It's not like you make a lot of money. So you have to save up because I need way more than that. Look at my heels"** - I sat with my legs up on the couch and removed my Louboutin's slowly. - **"I want to buy a few pairs every month."** ***"Yes Goddess"*** **"I also like to buy outfits all the time"** - I sat down again crossing my legs barely letting him peak under my skirt. ***"Yes Goddess. I'm cancelling my Netflix right now."*** The night went on with me going over each item he should stop paying for (he spent A LOT on mobile apps). And describing all the fun things I'd supposedly do with his money instead. ***"Yes, Goddess. Thank you. I will be back next week."*** I didn't think much of this Skype Date. I didn't mind roleplaying most of the times. I had almost forgotten him when he returned exactly 1 week later. ***Mr CashPet tipped 1000 tokens and said: Hi Goddess! I'm back. I will wait for you to log off"*** Once again I went over his spending habits. I requested he match tipped me for each unnecessary item he spent money on and he thought it was a great idea. ***"That's fair! That will help me pay better attention, Goddess! Thank you so much! Did you see? I didn't spend on any apps past week, like you told me to. I also didn't eat out any day. I will be getting my paycheck next week, Goddess. Then I will be back. Just one more question. What should I buy for food?"*** He liked the mean girl stereotype. The meaner the hotter. So I stayed in character and laughed: **"I guess you will survive off eating crackers and water"** He chuckled and typed: ***"Thank you for your time, Goddess. I will be back"*** Exactly one week later Mr CashPet showed up again: ***MrCashPet tipped 5000 tokens and left a message: "Hi Goddess! Skype whenever you can."*** He must really have received his payment. In Skype he looked sickly: ***"Goddess, I want to ask if you will allow me to eat anything more than crackers this week?"*** My stomach sank. This guy had been eating only crackers and water for real? I didn't think my sarcastic comment would have been taken literally like this. **"WTF! Jimmy! Did you seriously only eat crackers the entire week???"** ***"Yes Goddess as you requested. Did I do it wrong?*** - He showed me **a lot** of empty cracker wraps. His face with a sad frown. **"Ok.."** - - My head hurting a little bit. - **"This week you can buy normal food. But it will have to be only healthy things. Meat, vegetables, eggs..."** ***" Yes Goddess. Thank you!"*** - He smiled. - ***"Also, I have my account ready. My email is xxxxx@gmail.com and password is "abc321". You can log in at Chase.com. Goddess you can transfer any amount that you want to your account, or use the routing and account number to pay for any apps or bills that you want."*** I could not believe this was true. I opened chase.com and tried the login info. A few seconds and it took me straight into his bank account. His savings account was also accessible from there. I was shocked and had to think for a minute. I had never been in someone else's bank account like that. A complete stranger. ***"Just please leave me enough to pay the bills and the exact amount for groceries"*** This felt... ***"My account is your account, Goddess"*** ....criminal. I heard the sirens approaching my house. The cops knocking on my door heavily and as I open to greet them, they start handcuffing me while I look around in confused dispair "I'm sorry miss Brookz but you are being arrested for Fraud and cyber crime". Minnie hopelessly trying to come with me as another cop puts her in a cage and starts searching my house for other criminal traces. In a fraction of a second... I see the Chase page and immediately log out. **"You know.. I really prefer if you just send me MFC tokens or Amazon Gift Cards.."** ***"Why Goddess? You can use all my money if you want..."*** **"Thank you but no thank you"**

2022-05-18 08:56:18 +0000 UTC View Post

Stream started at 05/16/2022 12:53 am

2022-05-16 04:35:09 +0000 UTC View Post

Hi guys ❤ I will go live soon!

2022-05-16 00:17:50 +0000 UTC View Post

CAMGIRL MEMOIR 12 - UNDERCOVER 2011 From the da..

***CAMGIRL MEMOIR 12 - UNDERCOVER*** **2011** From the day we are born we receive an identifier; our very basis of self-conception. The first descriptor about us when introducing ourselves to the world around, and something that remains even after we are no longer. A name. Your name and how you feel about it has an undeniable impact on your identity which is how you perceive yourself and how you want to be perceived. As Gordon Allport, one of the founders of personality psychology put it in 1961, "the most important anchorage to our self-identity throughout life remains our own name". It's important to note that even though a label can be given to us by others, identity is self-chosen and can only come from oneself. It's fluid and changes as your likes, dislikes, experiences and circumstances also change. Your name though, remains your first identifier. I've always had a good relationship with my birth name. As a girl I grew up used to seeing my initials on things in pink color with butterfly themed B's and adorable towels and blankets with my name embroidered on them. My family and friends always played around with the letters to make an unique cute nickname up. And although in the US my name is considered uncommon. It's comfortable and familiar in my country of birth. It had been like this for about 20 years of my life. **"The B has to stay."** - I thought to myself as I chose my new camgirl name. **"B.. Barbie. Nah, not blonde enough for this. Be..rnadete? Bertha? Ugh... Bi..ngo? Bongos? Bu?... Brianna!** - The little girl I babysat popped in my mind smiling innocently - **Nah. Brenda? My friend would kill me if she ever found out..."** - This was harder than I thought. I flipped through random images in the magazines laying around and a picture stood out. It was an image of "Beauty and the Beast". Belle wearing her beautiful yellow dress reminded me again of my younger self. When Disney came up with the movie she instantly became my favorite princess (sorry Ariel) and my mother was quick to point out how we shared the same interests in books. I was sold. **"Bella!"**, as we call her in portuguese. And the last name rolled out naturally - **"Brooks.. Bella Brookz"** - I laughed out loud by myself. It was catchy I guess... I was tired and wanted to finish the form. So I sent it like this. I could change it later if I ever wanted to. There was a very clear separation in my mind as "her/me" that made it so much easier to disconnect from real life every time I had to go live and entertain. This separation seeped through often every time someone asked my name or e-mail: ***guest0439723: Hi gorgeous what's ur name?*** - Most guys didn't read the camgirl's name before entering a chatroom. *"Hey nice to me.et you! My name is Bbbb....ella!.. heh"* ***** It was very fun to have this second identity nonetheless. In a way I felt like Bella was my alter ego, my fearless hero. As time passed and I became more comfortable, Bella taught me how to express myself freely and, as paradoxical as it can sound to the most conservative, she taught me a lot about self respect. Well, of course "self respect" can be a broad theme, but specially when it came to learning how to set boundaries effectively and how to dodge manipulation she was The Teacher over the years. ***** **Year 2019** At this point, 8 years down the road, I'd get at least 1000 viewers minutes upon turning my camera on. The more popular I got the more rarely I did Private or Skype shows as my preference had always been dealing with Public and Group chat. It was much easier to keep a party-like vibe and keep my comfort levels in check. Which means that to take me Private/Skype not only the price tag was among the highest in the industry, I also had to feel comfortable and enjoy the guy's personality. You couldn't take me Private simply because you had the money. Such personal rules were set for very good reasons learned throughout the years. For 80% of the time I only accepted requests for fantasies that involved roleplays and/or some sort of fetish such as balloon popping, feet, giantess, financial domination (which can get way more creative than one can imagine) and others, 19% was the vanilla that always brought its own flavor to the table, and that 1% surpassed unimaginable layers of wtf and deserve their own percentage representation. Among the select group I went Private with, there was Mr. Boyfriend. Mr Boyfriend was vanilla and liked to talk as if we were in a relationship. The expectations were set clearly as we chatted about it previously. What he thought was hot was the way things were said. Demonstrations of affection turned him on even if it didn't mean anything deeper than that, so "I miss you so much baby" and "I would kiss you anywhere you want me to" in cutesy voice would get him much more excited than a raspy "I feel so F horny today". He didn't even need me to masturbate if I didn't want to. Simply talking and describing sexy things like a loving cute girlfriend was what made it for him. I guess we could define his style as romantic dirty talk. Our arrangement worked out for awhile. He would show up a couple of times a week and we would have our Skype in the afternoons. Mr. Boyfriend was very generous and never talked much more than necessary outside of the private sessions. Around the same time I met Boyfriend, I also had regular Skypes with Mr Cuck. Mr Cuck couldn't be considered vanilla as he wanted me to talk about stories of me having sex with other men. He didn't care if the stories were made up as long as they were told in a convincing way. Like the other guy, story telling was all that he needed from me. So I got creative. Mr Cuck always wanted me to describe "in detail" what happened in my Group Shows or Private Sessions, if any had happened that day. Of course they were "in detail" as my stories were always made up to something much more sexual than reality. All to keep the fantasy alive, right?! He had always liked this.. Until this one day. This day it was different. For the first time, many weeks since our first Skype, Mr Cuck wanted to be the protagonist of my story for once. He requested the story to be in a party/club setting. Wish granted. I came up with the best sexy story I could. The night went on successfully. **** On the next day, I had Skype time scheduled with Mr. Boyfriend in the afternoon. He took 30 min. to show up which was unusual and clicked on the button to start the video call before even saying hello. I answered. **"Hi baby... I was waiting for you why did you take so long?"** He never talked or opened his webcam, so he typed: ***"I'm fucking furious."*** I kind of sat there and asked: **Why?What happened?** And to my shock his webcam turned on. Only his torso was appearing and part of his lower face was showing. He appeared to be in his 30's and curly blond hair appeared on the sides of his shoulders. He replied: ***I know what you did yesterday. You fucked a dude!*** The wave of confusion almost made me lose my pose. But I remained strong: **"Hum. What do you mean?"** ***Mr Boyfriend: YOU WENT TO A PARTY AND FUCKED A GUY*** ***Mr Boyfriend: YOU TWO SAT IN THE BAR AT FIRST...*** - and from there he went on furiously typing the entire story I told Mr Cuck the previous day. In detail. Not only that. He also throwed on my face about the innumerous other times that I cheated on him. And mentioned a few other stories I had told Mr Cuck before. I can't describe what my face looked like as I watched him type with small breaks in between each caps locked phrase. A mix of shock, disbelief, disgust, curiosity and amusement as I realized Mr Cuck and Mr Boyfriend were the same guy. I had to make a quick decision: Play along or shut down the videocall. He could be roleplaying, He could be batshit insane. I chose the former as he obviously had not "just found out" about Mr Cuck, he also hadn't called me any names nor given any signs of direct aggression. I insisted I didn't know what he was talking about and he said he saw with his own eyes as he entered the bar. We "argued" for awhile as he described in impressive detail even more explicit erotic stories I had told him before... I noticed he was typing one handed more often than not so I finally decided to "admit to everything that happened" and added a few details myself in the stories. ***Mr Boyfriend: I can't believe this.. So you admit you fucked them like this...*** ***Mr Boyfriend: How was it?*** For all I knew he was now Mr. Cuck Boyfriend. I rolled my eyes, smiled and finished: **"...they Fd way better than you."** and that was a wrap. Mr. Boyfriend liked it so much he sent me an extra tip that day. I guess he wasn't that Vanilla after all. **** My friend Nathi was waiting for me at the gym so I ran out of the door right after the Skype Session. We had agreed to workout together and then eat something later. After training we stopped at this smoothie place to chat. The place was packed but we endured the line. Many people from the gym were there. And when it was almost my turn the group of guys started talking to us because they heard us speaking in another language. ***"Falo um pouco portugues! Where are you guys from in Brazil? Oh cool, my name is "Name"..what are your names? *"I'm Nathi"* ***that's a pretty name, and you?"*** **"I'm Bella."** ***"Bella?"*** **"Yes"** ***"Oh that's a pretty name too"*** Of course my friend knew my real name but she was used to seeing me say my name was Bella to strangers. It felt safer in a way. Like protecting my real identity. Finally our turn to order a smoothie cut the small talk with the guys behind us. ***"What flavor do you want for whey protein? Chocolate is over but we have Strawberry and Vanilla"*** I think for a moment. **"Strawberry, please"** ***** Gif illustrating a cute girlfriend without food straight from 2019

2022-05-11 13:45:33 +0000 UTC View Post

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2022-05-09 03:10:54 +0000 UTC View Post

ASMR DANCE around 25 min. ASMR started with weird sounds, d..

ASMR DANCE around 25 min. ASMR started with weird sounds, daisy jump scare and lots of fails but ended well

2022-05-08 07:17:13 +0000 UTC View Post

Hoped on cam after watching Dr Strange for some ASMR time. I..

Hoped on cam after watching Dr Strange for some ASMR time. Id stay more if I wasn't starving <3

2022-05-07 06:49:52 +0000 UTC View Post

Good morning ❤ I wasn't able to post the ASMR yesterday, but..

Good morning ❤ I wasn't able to post the ASMR yesterday, but today we have it double! Happy Friday!!

2022-05-06 14:00:25 +0000 UTC View Post

A handy ASMR 🤡

2022-05-05 08:13:27 +0000 UTC View Post

CAMGIRL MEMOIR 11 - A SHOULDER TO CRY ON **2012-2014*..

***CAMGIRL MEMOIR 11 - A SHOULDER TO CRY ON***

**2012-2014**

I was determined to make camming work for me somehow. As frustrating as it was to log on to empty chatrooms and boring one sided conversations I had a small group of supporters that made me believe I could do well in the site.
The challenge excited me, although some nights were more difficult than others.

That night was one of these.

All my "3" friends were busy or not able to log on that night, which meant I had to endure the wild world of internet porn on my own. The chat was quiet.
And the few chatters that showed up wanted no more than a cold transaction... on credit... to start paying in 6 months or never.

Mr. Gentleman showed up in my chatroom filled with ***"How many dicks can you take?"*** and ***"shake ass"*** conversations like a real knight in shining armor.

His first tip was a request to add to friend's list.

***Mr. Gentleman: hey! thank you for adding me. you are very beautiful***

*Bella: Of course (: How are you tonight?*

***Mr. Gentleman: i'm new to these kind of webcam sites and i never pay for anything. but i wonder if you'd be interested in going private with me?***

*Bella: yes we can go. Have you checked my Profile? I don't use toys or anything like that.*

***Mr. Gentleman: yes i did actually. that's not an issue for me. i really would just like to talk to you and see where it goes from there.***

**Private Session started**

***Mr. Gentleman: so beautiful lady where are you from?***

***Mr. Gentleman: really? do you miss it?***

***Mr. Gentleman: heh i get it... what is your favorite late night snack?***

***Mr. Gentleman: do you want to make some now? show me how you do it***

***Mr. Gentleman: wait but that looks uncomfortable, isnt really late there already? why dont you wear your pajamas first?***

***Mr. Gentleman: hahah those are cute. much better!***

We spent over 1 hour chatting and talking about things like: best ways to make a smoothie, how to shovel ice when it snows, favorite movies and foods.
I made a late night snack as we chatted and said our goodbyes when I was done eating.

At the end of that night I felt amazing. It had been my longest private to date and I just felt "loved" and taken care of.
Not one piece of clothing was removed nor any request of sexiness effort. I was baffled wondering why a guy would want to do that with me online. I hoped he would come back many times.

Mr Gentleman took a week or so to return, and after that he would come even more often. He would show up 4 times a week sometimes.
Never talking in Public chat, always taking me Private, always requesting me to change into comfortable clothes and never wanting to do anything more than hang out.

Once I dared to ask him why he was on MFC:

***Mr. Gentleman: a friend of mine was mentioning this concept of girls on webcams and curiosty got the best of me. ive seen you a month ago until i decided to get some tokens and interact with you. what did you think of The Walking Dead's episode from last night?***

And the night went on.

The privates spaced out over time but Mr.Gentleman never changed. Sometimes he would ask me to dance slowly for him without nudity, but most of the time he just wanted to hear me talk about anything.

Things on MFC started improving exponentially the more my camscore grew and I started getting the hang of working the chatroom. I was finally able to move to a prettier apartment and felt very excited with everything.

Until one night I was unable to stop coughing.

This cough evolved into a bad case of bronchitis going pneumonia. And just like this I quit camming to take care of my health. Life happened in a different path for awhile but not forever.

The day I returned, about 1 year and a couple of months later, Mr Gentleman was there. And as usual he took me Private:

**Private Session Started**

***Mr. Gentleman: how have you been? i understand life happens but i missed you so much***

***Mr. Gentleman: i'm glad you feel better now! i saw your notification and thats why i logged on. i want to tell you that you have no idea how much you have helped me the past year. you really dont even know***

***Mr. Gentleman: wear your pajamas and lay down so you can be more comfortable***

It was a delightful Private show as we chatted away about things like the world cup and how Brazil lost to Germany 1x7 and how The Walking Dead was much better in comics and the show went downhill.
Before we said our goodbyes, he made a request:

***Mr. Gentleman: Bella, whats a good email to reach you out?***

*****

A couple of days later there was a new message with an annexed file.

In the picture a woman smiled to the camera. She had dark thick hair and kind dark eyes. Something about her smile, eyebrows, face shape really reminded me of someone.... me.

And the message read something like this:

***"Bella, thank you so much for all the time we have spent together. I know I haven't talked much about myself but I feel it's finally time to talk about it.
I have a family. A wonderful 4yo and a lovely wife.
For 2 years now I have been living my worst nightmare. My beautiful wife has passed away in a sudden accident leaving me and our daughter desolated. Amid these dark times, 5 months after she had left us, I found your chatroom and your smile caught my attention from the home page.
Among all those thousands of women I could only see you because to me you look just like her. And I don't mean only physically but the way you talk, the way you smile, your eyes, your posture and even your hands...
Spending those moments with you helped me get through the loneliest and most painful nights of my life. I don't even know if I'd be here now if it weren't for you being there.
She will forever be the love of my life and I long for the day we can me.et up again.
However it's time for me to let go and start trying to move on with my life and take better care of myself mentally and physically. I need to, and being on that site isn't helping me anymore.
But I wanted you to know how much it's been good to having known you. I'm forever grateful. Keep being yourself.

Much love,
Mr. Gentleman"***

Under the picture. A sign that read "In loving Memory"

My eyes teared up imagining how it is to be in Mr. Gentleman's shoes.
I never saw him on MFC again, but for a long time I felt a deep sad kind of happiness (or this is how I shall call this weird feeling) whenever I thought of him. To this day I remember this family and hope they are doing well.

2022-05-04 08:17:32 +0000 UTC View Post

LIVE THERAPY ASMR ROLEPLAY - With this new technique we can ..

LIVE THERAPY ASMR ROLEPLAY - With this new technique we can mix the power of energy based healing and ASMR to help you get rid of all the negativity weighting you down. After we concentrate all the bad stuff into one spot we are then able to work on it to dissolve all the negativity and then add positivity instead, before returning it to you (:

2022-05-04 05:30:28 +0000 UTC View Post

Instead of posting a video im going live for 1 hour right no..

Instead of posting a video im going live for 1 hour right now to help you release all anxiety and bad energies with a new treatment that combines energy-based healing and asmr ;)

2022-05-04 03:48:25 +0000 UTC View Post