Piper snickered, running a hand through her slightly damp hair. “Oh really? Name a few.” She mused, propping her head up on her hand. “I’d love t’ hear ya say ‘em.”
At the request for her address, she bit her lip and looked around. “Maybe I should just meet you at your place.. I mean, I got a few… Relatives stayin’ over.”
He licked his lips and smirked, “You think I should say it with all those relatives that are staying over? Or do you want to come over so I could show you?” He leaned in to type in his address and hit enter. “There it is. Come now.”
Brent smirked at the eagerness of her reply, “Good.” He said good bye to everybody else in the chat and initiated the private show. “Turn your cam on so I can see you. I want to see you giving me your address.” Right now he couldn’t tell who was winning in their little rivalry but there was one thing for sure, nobody was losing. “Fuck.” He muttered as she turned her webcam on, her skin glowed and she looked so damn amazing. “There are a million things I would do to you. Get out a pen and paper, take 'em down as notes. Just in case you ever feel lonely at night and I’m not there to keep you warm.”Piper snorted. So he was in Seattle too. Smirking, she sat up and continued typing. She could easily pay for a private show, maybe even cam along with him for the hell of it.
‘So you’re in Seattle? Want my address ;*’, she replied, sitting back and smirking. Well, this would…
She was quick to reply, watching eagerly as he fiddled with his boxers.
'Yeah I want a private chat.’ She replied, biting her lip.Piper really liked him… She’d definitely pay to, oh, suck his cock?
Piper snorted. So he was in Seattle too. Smirking, she sat up and continued typing. She could easily pay for a private show, maybe even cam along with him for the hell of it.
‘So you’re in Seattle? Want my address ;*’, she replied, sitting back and smirking. Well, this would be good.
Brent quinted at the screen, so there was actually somebody who wasn’t a crazy fangirl/boy in this part of the country. Fucking jackpot. “Want that private chat?” One thing is, he’s still trying to make some money but the other thing is he didn’t want the same people that bothered him to go ahead and bother her. Who knew what they were capable of, and besides, some one on one time with her was really overdue.
He grabbed his boxers and put them on, waiting for an answer from her, a collective of messages requesting that he take it off again pinged over and over again. At least let us watch you finish one member chimed. Brent shrugged and took himself out again, “I’ll be right here if you ever decide to answer baby girl.”
Rolling her eyes, Piper proceeded to play with herself, as usual, until she was a quivering, panting mess. By then, she logged off and wrapped herself in a blanket, smiling slightly. Her paypal had been filled, so hopefully she’d be alright for a few days.
After finally calming down and redressing, the teen went through the other chats before finding Brent. Smirking slightly, she logged on, typing in a message.
‘Hey, honeybee. Gimme a nice show, yeah?’
Brent made enough money in that one hour that he could have considered taking the next three days off while still maintaining his somewhat excessive and lavish lifestyle. With all that money he mainly bought bottles of expensive scotch and nice organic food from that one hippy market down the street from him. It was important that he kept up with a certain image, and on the bright side barely any of his crazy fans that were in the area never went to that Trader Joe’s small business replica food store. There was that one time he bumped into a lady at the supermarket and she insisted that he come back home with him for an examination. I don’t even think she was a trained medical professional, which made it all the more creepier. He had taken a short glance at the chat box, “Guess who’s back. I didn’t expect you to join me so quickly, but I can’t blame you on that. I mean, have you seen me?”
His cocky attitude was probably the second thing that made him a favorite. “The only bad part is that I think it’s time for private shows, I’m not going to last on tips alone.” The private shows usually cost somewhere from a dollar a minute and up, but he’d keep the on the free show under one condition. “Unless Piper agrees to let me show her how it’s really supposed to be done. If you’re ever in Seattle, I’ll let you know where to find me.”
Piper blinked a few times at the request, obviously dumbstruck. Well, if she was getting paid..
She hooked her thumbs in the sides of her panties, pulling them down with ease and bending over to remove them. Holding them up in front of the camera for proof, she smirked, then tossed them to the side.
“Admit it, Brent. You want me for my body.”
He wasn’t going to admit anything, at least not until he would be able to experience it in person but the probability of that happening was pretty low, there were people from all over the world who were on these cam sites and Brent hadn’t really heard of many people being from Seattle, it was tucked up in the northwestern part of the country. It wasn’t like LA.
You're going to have to try harder than that, baby girl.
You've got to impress me before I can consider wanting you.
However, she was spot on about him wanting her. Was it too obvious?
I'll leave that for another day. I'm about to go live myself.
You're always free to join.
Brent exited out of the chatroom before he had a chance to see her expression, taking a much needed drink from the bottle of water at his side before preparing for his next broadcast. He licked his lips as the red light on the screen light up indicating that he was live. “Ladies, fellas.” He announced as the room began to fill up, “Have I got a show for you.” He edged down his black boxer briefs revealing the rest of his diamond tattoo, oh they already knew what he looked like without it, but did they love the tease more than anything else.
