Chapter 24
by
A.Dent
What's Her Idea
Behold...The Internet!
"Do you mind if I borrow your laptop?" Rachel asked, as she took it off the nearby coffee table. "I want to show you something. Here...sign in to the cam site Jayne uses."
"How did you know I have an account?"
I could hear the mocking before my friend opened her mouth. "Please. Your hot ass roommate/fuck buddy makes her living camming and you're going to pretend you don't have an account?"
Sometimes when you're beat, the best thing to do is refrain from opening your mouth. I opted to follow that maxim at this time.
"I thought as much. Come on, not only do you have an account, you've marked her channel as one your favorites. Fuck, she looks so hot in that little dress."

"She definitely does. It's so tight it looks like it's painted on. But what was your big money making idea?"
"THIS!" Rachel exclaimed pointing at the screen. "Look at the the tokens she's bringing in. She's only getting started! She hasn't even taken off any clothes, she's just chatting with the viewers and making awful puns. God damn, between the rising token numbers and that her, I don't know what's making me hotter. I need to get out of this bra. Sure, the diamonds look amazing, but it's really uncomfortable. Help me out, please?"
"My dear Rose, I'll always be happy to help you out of your clothes."

"Oh, I believe you Mark. So, here's my idea. You've got a nice big house, a lot of rooms, and your neighbors aren't right on top of you. We can use the gun to create our own little porn empire."
I was pretty sure I misheard that. "Porn? What are you talking about Rose?"
"You heard me. From everything you two have told, and shown me, that gun does nothing but turn people into super hot women. We could use that gun to build us a roster of gorgeous babes who would make a killing on sites like this. Look, Jayne JUST took her tits out and she's already made over 10,000 tokens. I've got no idea what the conversion rate is, but that's gotta be a lot!"
The genius of what Rachel was saying hit me. "Hell, we wouldn't even need 'that' many girls! Just two or three! If one of them started to lose their appeal, we could just zap ourselves a whole new one!"
"Exactly! I'll even help fund the startup costs. That can be my 'rent.'"
"Startup costs?"
"You've got a great place for it Mark, but we're going to need to boost your internet speed, we'll need cameras, props...stuff like that. We can't control the gun, so we can't count on it to provide all that sort of stuff. Ooh...look...she's polling the audience about what to do. Guess what Mark, you're about to make a donation to the cause. All your tokens to ride the biggest dildo she's got."
"Oh...big tip from 'MysteryM.' I was wondering when you'd speak up."
"Busted. She definitely knew you'd been slinking around her cam room."
"Unless anyone can match him, I think we've got a winner. Going once, twice...sold. Time to go for a ride on Big Rod. Let's here it for 'MysteryM' everyone. Ooff...that's a big fake dick. This is all for you..." While Jayne may have trailed off, she was staring at the camera, and you and Rachel could tell that this was now a performance for the two of you. All the other viewers were merely bystanders.

"Oh fuck Mark, look at her go. I don't want to just watch anymore." Rachel exclaimed, moving the laptop to the side. "Fuck me know! I want all her viewers to her us as she fucks herself for them."
And fuck her I did. It was surreal. I could hear Jayne's moans and sighs through the speakers as she raised and lowered herself on the silicone dong through at the same time as Rachel was dramatically yelling in my ear.
"OH YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME INTO THE COUCH! LET THAT PINK HAIRED SLUT HEAR WHAT'S SHE'S MISSING!"

I wasn't sure, but I thought I saw Jayne's composure slip a little at Rachel's outburst. Both women, it seemed, had thrown down the gauntlet. They were racing towards their respective climaxes at frightening speeds. I was merely along for the ride. Ultimately, I wasn't able to hold out for long. Burying my dick deep in Rose's quivering quim, I let loose, painting her clenching walls white.
"Oh YES!" She screamed.
"HA! I win you WHooooreeee!" Came Jayne's wail through the speakers, as her gloating was cut short by her own orgasm. "Fuck yes. Hold on a second everyone, I'll be right back."
Confused by this, Rachel and I looked at each other, neither sure what my roommate was up too. "Hey! Mark! I need to borrow your little slut for a moment. Come with me Rose." Neither of us had her her come down the stairs, but there stood Jayne, breathing heavily, with her juices dripping down her thighs. Without waiting for a response, she pushed me off Rachel, grabbed the brunette by the hand and dragged her up the stairs.
A minute later, they reappeared on the screen as Jayne pushed Rachel onto the bed. She briefly refocused the web camera as she explained what was happening to her viewers. "Hey all, this is my new roommate Rose. She thought it would be funny to fuck our favorite stud and try to distract me while I was working hard to entertain you all. She apparently has a hair trigger and wasn't able to outlast me. Now, I'm going to take my prize from her!"
You watched as Jayne turned her back on the camera and dove onto the bed, nestling her head between Rachel's legs as she used her tongue to dig all of my cum out of her new friend's bald slit. For her part, Rachel simply moaned incomprehensibly, she was so far out of her mind in pleasure as the magenta-haired vixen attacked her overly simulated clit. Her body shook as orgasm after orgasm racked her body until she fell limply backwards, collapsing onto the bed.
Finally Jayne relented and turned back to the camera. Rachel's juices dripping from her mouth. "Well ladies and gentlemen, I think we're going to have to call it a night! Thank you everyone for your generosity. I'll see you soon!" With a wink she reached over and the feed cut out. Shortly after, I heard Jayne's voice coming from upstairs. "What did you think of her idea Mark?"
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