February 13th:
It’s a snow day today across Massachusetts, but I found a way to walk around a craft store the day before Valentines Day. Tomorrow is my first G/G, threesome experience… and it’s being streamed live on Chaturbate. I feel all the nervous butterflies while looking for V-Day decor in an empty store, while the quiet snow falls.
I pick up red heart tinsel, and immediately envision being choked out with it, while riding dick. I miss his hands on my neck so badly.
I have to put the tinsel down, embarrassed for how quick my mind went there, as softly strangling me with tinsel goes against Chaturbate guidelines and conditions surely… this is supposed to be “sweet shared sex”, and not rough. Oops.
February 14th: Valentines Day
I ordered myself a special necklace a couple weeks ago, and it finally arrived a couple days ago on Monday. Today I am putting it on, for the first time, for my debut in Task Manager’s Chaturbate room. It’s a ‘Valentine gift’ to myself because I’ve wanted gold between my tits since last April.
It’s a crescent moon, and I like that the shape of the moon almost looks like a C around my neck. My throat belongs to C.J. in my mind, and I’ll be wearing this necklace on every single stream for the rest of my days now, treating it like a sub collar until a new dominant comes along for me -if ever.
Task Manager, Vivian and Clark, use Twitter as their spicy social media outside of OnlyFans, and we began following each other on Twitter last spring. DM conversation didn’t get sparked between us around Christmas, but here we are now.
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Last summer, I previously found one solo streamer cock that impressed me, we’ll call him “HeavyHitter77”. We had exchanged a few messages, and after briefly video chatting, I considered streaming together on Chaturbate. His room had 30,000 followers.
Was this the exposure I needed while I was slow building a following without a new tag? (I wondered this to myself unaware of September to come where I finally was given a new tag.)
However, there was zero social media, Only Fans community, or any extended commitment to online sex work there. Chaturbate wasn’t his primary job. It was kind of clear that he was just trying to “link,” and after messaging C.J. about him in the worst way possible, I got nauseous at just the thought of this guy!
‘HeavyHitter77’ wasn’t good energy to be had after that, but no hard/ill feelings towards him. I hope Mr. 77 finds/found a partner he can cam with in good fun. I blamed distance, unfollowed, and we quietly never exchanged messages again.
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Good things come to those who wait, because Task Manager’s Chaturbate page, as a couple cam, is at nearly 300,000 followers. This is their main job. I hopped on a train last month, we met up for a lunch date, and our chemistry was fitting. The three of us, soon after, got health screened/tested, sampled each other lubes, and were ready to sync our improv chatting skills.
Being shared between two married lovers was a much better match up, than random sex with a single male. It was the safest, most loving, environment, I could of ever asked for.
I’m not on birth control after years of messing around with pills, on and off. I use an app to track my cycle as scientifically a woman is only fertile ‘5/6 days out of 28/30.’ (Don’t quote me.*)
My period cycle has been pretty consistent the last few years, but November’s cycle was over a week late oddly, and so was January. This felt like for no reason at all, at the time, but alas was in fated timing.
This pushed my cycle to be due February 17th -exactly. This was the day after the collab’s second stream of two. A perfect cleanse after sharing new spit, and first time bidet soap.
Valentine’s night was about micro dosing each other with limited spit, and Friday’s encore show was for more hardcore meshing of our bio chemistry.
Having said this cycle math, I was a bit bloated for such a debut, and a bit nervous to show tummy lines while sitting. However, we were live around 3pm and stayed online till around 8pm.
The viewer count numbers blew my mind. The comments were kind, but nothing grabbed my attention wild. It was kind of hard to keep up and read all the comments coming thru because there were leave/entry alerts that only we could see, and it took up 75% of the chat box.
The first blowjob, token menu tip, happened within minutes. Viv orally fluffed Clark before he went into my mouth for the first time, and a couple times after, but halfway thru the stream I encouraged her to let me ‘grow him’ in my mouth too. I wasn’t timid of the concept, and was happy to understand the process.
C.J. is the only grower I’ve ever experienced, so it felt familiar and nice to let something come to full size before getting really spitty on it. I kept eagerly waiting to feel a tight fit full-throat sensation close to Pennsylvania…
Especially while wearing my new necklace, front and center, in front of beautiful professional lights and an expensive Sony mirrorless camera.
The Valentine’s stream was our first thou, so the blowjobs were kept short and gentle. We all had a good laugh, while another chat user broke the ice double tipping for ‘motorboat dick’ during that first blowjob as well. I was embarrassed as I had no idea how to ‘blow raspberries’ on a cock.
No ‘trumpet boating noise’ was made possible… It had appeared I was perhaps not any sucking talent, but boy did I have a surprise for everyone.
More time went on as I appeared to be an amateur, not quite ready yet to put my full deepthroat ability on display. My eyes never watered, and dirty talk wasn’t extreme. Everything was kept light, and boundaries were set ahead of time. It was already established that roughness, face slapping, rimjobs, and anal anything was off the table for personal reasons.
Clark was also very careful to wipe off between sharing our mouths, they were already on the same page about “micro dosing” each other.
A few comments asked us girlies to “make out(?)”, and when we said we could not, it was a chuckle to read one user retort write; “Whatever ladies. If you can share the same cock deep throating, its basically the same thing as making out.”
They had a point, but little did they know I was also using mouthwash between almost every blowjob, off camera. I was spitting it back into the bottle, and baby wiping my hands bunches. I was also generously given PH balance wipes that were new to me…
Fast Forward to February 16th: Collab Part Two
Viv and I have both our mouths on both sides of her husband’s cock simultaneously, and I’m holding her cough drop while she spits on him, before I suck her dribble off of it, and make a mess down my neck, dripping onto my knees.
This is fun! Vivian is so generous with me.
‘Micro dosing’ each other, and the mouthwash worked. I also discovered I can deepthroat a waterpik the other night, thanks to a TikTok ad trying to sell me one. (My electric water flosser was a gift I asked for in 2018 or 2019. Layer of dust on it, but it still worked good as new.)
This stream, unlike the first, we discussed camera angles and “staying center of the screen.” The blowjobs were more aesthetically pleasing to the viewer. The comments from return viewers hyped up my oral fixation. I was given so many complements. The secret of my well trained throat was out.
The private messages I received after-stream were only words of praise for my gag reflex, and giving head.
I remember looking up at the viewer count and having it around 1800 before starting a show-goal blowjob. Less than ten minutes later I’m watching the count toggle between 5,000 and 6,000 viewers while on my knees, daydreaming of Pennsylvania. This was incredible!
In previous weeks I planned to send C.J. the link before we streamed. He however had a family emergency this week with a loved one, with a health scare, so it was inappropriate to reach out.
What better way to spiritually reach out thou? …Than to casually look into a camera before sucking attractive stunt cock and say “I miss you.” Or “I’ll be ready for you“… “Come back soon.”
Could I unlock a new kink for some viewers possibly? Would any guy out there want/need/pay to know I was suffering inside, feeling so disconnected with my long lost love, while I await our fate to work it out -or not …or not?
Is devotion as a girl in porn sexy, or inappropriate in porn world?
Ask the real life couples of Reddit and OnlyFans who profit/thrive off their sex with passion. Sex catalogues with real connection. Desire to endlessly mesh spirits with just one special partner, a “better half,” for divine healing and private vibrational wellness …that just so happens to look/sound hot as fuck in real timing.
Clark is a lovely male talent, and the dirty talk was a little spicier this second stream. I was more comfortable to proclaim that I enjoyed watching him fuck his wife’s face. Because I did. She loves him. He loves her. I could feel it, and see it. It’s very wholesome.
Vivian and I had fun performing together. She is a loving spirit, and was very quick to quip back at me extending our dirty talk. Telling viewers that she “doesn’t mind letting her deprived friends taste her sweet husband’s tasty cock.“
Clark is also quite a spank giver as it turns out. He spanked Vivian literally 100 times with no hesitation and she took it like a champ. She was eating trail mix, and unbothered, at one point while he was smacking her ass. WHAT?! That’s marriage I guess.
Life goals.
At some point later, during the ticket show, we asked the chat “if we should continue with sex?” where I was the primary hole to use” -or should we “continue to the cum shot cum-swap promised make out?”
A detail some OG chat users were patiently waiting for, since Wednesday was kept mild…
A remember in this exact moment looking at the camera with doe eyes, feeling no desire to be pussy fucked if it wasn’t C.J. -but then one user comment quickly read, in perfect timing, “Fuck the innocence right off her face!”
It stung me deep the hips to read, with an instant desire brought back to my psyche. This was an honor to be fucked like this! Right here and now in perfect paid timing with a beautiful genuine fun loving couple. I am a lucky girl even without C.J.
Immediate butterflies.
I also can’t help to instantly recalled one of my favorite 2013 memories were C.J. held me by the face and told me “such a pretty face.” He cooed it and repeated it back a couple times while my pussy was aching for him. He had me on the floor in his bedroom. That was such a long time ago now…
February 20th:
I just got news that the first half of our second stream was a corrupt file. The camera had been picked up for a POV angle, and it somehow took out the OBS recording…
During this second stream of course was when I lowkey gave the camera pleading doe eyes, and little phrases however I could, with C.J. in mind, after viewers questioned my relationship status. Of course it was corrupt.
Respectfully, once I felt happy with expressing myself, that was enough. I couldn’t think of the reality of missing C.J. for any more than 2.5 seconds at a time anyway, before the urge to cry would become obvious. The realism was felt somewhere out there, surely? I just know it was, after the first moment on my knees… but now this file didn’t exist.
Perhaps fitting if I don’t exist in C.J.’s world most of the time, and the reality check here aches my chest…
With being on the brink of shark week the footage recovered wasn’t great anyway. I look heavyset next to Vivian’s petite body frame. The conversation out of context of the missing footage makes me sound not confident. I was fidgeting with my mini dress, and tired. My knees were sore.
The Valentines Night thou… a success. I learned so much, and felt really good. I am super grateful to Task Manager for this opportunity. I highly recommend their sex catalogue content. What an honor to be part of it now.
I will remember this Valentine’s exchange forever.
