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Subject: {ASSM} (NEW!) "Island Paradise: Revisited"  Part 5  M/F, F/F
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Story Name: "Island Paradise: Revisited" (Part 5 of ??) -
               M/F, F/F & just about everything else
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   In order to broadcast Amy's "live sex show" over the
Internet, through her website, I had to give the porn star's
webmaster a telephone call and go over the technical details
with him.  From my computer, I would send the dual audio and
visual feeds to a main switching server, where the webmaster
would hook in and then broadcast them through Amy's site.
   With my seven meg frame relay connection to the Internet,
the pictures and sound would come across as crystal-clear.
Everything would be broadcast in real-time, without the
slightest bit of choppiness, or any possible interruption.
The end result, in terms of technical quality, would be one
of the best video movies ever broadcast over the Internet.

   Amy, of course, had presented me with the idea of a "live
sex show" for her website just last evening over dinner.
Before her return to the island, Amy had built quite a loyal
following for herself on the Internet.  Her site was already
considered top-notch, and a major selling point of it were
these "live sex shows" - starring Amy and her friends - which
routinely took place every two weeks.
   Knowing she would be on the island for nearly three
months, Amy asked if it would be possible for her to have a
couple of webcasts from here.  Without any for three months,
Amy said, her site would suffer and she would lose a ton of
memberships.  She needed these webcasts to stay successful
because they were the most popular feature of her site.
   Being the type of person that I am, I had always put the
well-being and happiness of my harem of ladies before me.  I
wanted Amy to succeed in everything she tried, and was more
than happy to help her in furthering along the website.
   The show, as they say, would go on!
   Amy and Lindsay had already made plans to be co-stars in
the first webcast, which would originate from my suite.  I'm
not quite sure what role Amy had in mind for herself... but
Lindsay was going to portray a naughty cheerleader.
   The two ladies would probably do a little primping and
posing for the camera, before ravishing each others' bodies
in what promised to be a spirited sexual encounter.  Live
audio and visual feeds would be available on Amy's website.

   The webmaster projected that even with less than 12 hour
notice for Amy's site members, the sex show would have over
500 live viewers from all over the world.  It would also be
archived for the site, thus it would be viewed thousands of
times in the future.  Plus, he said, members would share the
movie file with others through both e-mail and newsgroups.
   In short, the webmaster predicted that within seven days,
the video will have been seen by more than 50,000 people.
Within two months, that number could reach one million.

                           * * *

   With these figures in mind, I went to Lindsay and asked
her if she truly understood what she was getting herself
into.  If Lindsay went ahead and did this show with Amy - as
was planned - she would basically become a porn star herself.
   An unfathomable amount of people would see her - from all
over the world - engaged in sexual activities.  That is not
the type of thing the highly innocent, sweet-as-silk-looking
18-year-old would seem to have on her life's resume.  The
little blonde just seemed too pure and wholesome for that.
   Lindsay appreciated my concern, but said she had weighed
all the options in her mind, and decided to go through with
the show.  The enchantress made references to the summer,
when she was thinking of getting into the porn industry with
Amy.  At the time, I told her she would get eaten alive by
the pressures and temptations that came with being an adult
film star.  I simply did not think Lindsay could handle it.
   "Now," the teen told me, "I won't have to worry about any
pressure or temptation.  I'll be here, on the island, all
safe and secure.  The webcast will even emanate from here.
No one will be able to do anything bad to me.  No one will
try to get into my head and tell me things."  She paused and
added, "I'll get to live a fantasy - being in a porn movie
with millions of people seeing me.  But there will never be
any repercussions, because I'll be safe here on the island.
I won't regret it.  This is something I want to do."
   That was a good enough answer, and it really put my mind
at ease.  I had been worried about Lindsay.  Would she have
any regrets in the future about taking part in this webcast
with Amy?  According to her answer - no, she wouldn't.

                           * * *

   When I got back to my computer, I sent Trish - Lindsay's
old flame from the summer - an e-mail about what would take
place tonight on Amy's website.  I even passed along my
personal username and password, so she could log onto the
site and see her sweet, little Lindsay in action.
   Since Trish checked her e-mail several times a day, I
knew she would receive my message in time.  I wondered if
she would go ahead and sign on tonight with my username...
or just skip the opportunity.
   Whatever she chose to do would perhaps give me a true
answer as to whether or not Trish had any regrets whatsoever
about leaving the island during the summer.  That was one
thing which I found myself thinking about quite often.  Did
the Canadian wish that she and Lindsay were still together?
   I guess even to this day, I thought Trish and Lindsay
really belonged together.  But I'm not quite sure what
I wanted to accomplish by sending Trish this e-mail with my
log-in information for Amy's site.
   Maybe, just maybe... Trish would see these live pictures
of Lindsay and want to come running back to her.  Or, maybe
Trish was truly over Lindsay.  Maybe sending her my username
and password would turn out to be a huge mistake.  Maybe...

   I really had no idea about anything.

                           * * *

   An hour before the webcast was to begin, I decided it was
time to go into my personal suite and get everything ready.
I had to hook my video camera, a Sony DXC-D30WS, into the
computer by way of a firewire connection.  I also had to
test the audio and visual transfer with Amy's webmaster to
make sure things were in perfect working order.  Lastly, I
had to position the big stage lamp beside the bed so there
would be plenty of illumination during the 20-minute show.
   All of the ladies wanted to be in the background during
the performance, but Amy had said earlier they would be much
better off watching it from the computer downstairs.  She
did not want any noises or distractions coming from behind
the scenes which her site users could pick up on.
   The only people who would be in the suite would be Amy
and Lindsay, and yours truly.  I would serve as the
cameraman for the event.
   I privately wondered how long it would take before I
started to moan and groan during the show myself.  Amy
didn't want any background noises or distractions, but I
knew eventually I would not be able to control myself...

                           * * *

   Moments later, my eyes were wide and my cock was about to
explode as I took in the wondrous sight of Lindsay as she
stood in front of me... showing off her cheerleader uniform.

   Where do I start?  Would it be her sweet-cheeks face or
the bright red lipstick?  Lindsay's long-flowing blonde hair
pulled into a girlish pony-tail with the help of a blue
ribbon, or the light touch of mascara the 18-year-old used
to enhance her already perfect complexion?
   Lindsay wore a sleeveless, V-necked cheerleader top which
was made of pure cotton.  It's primary color was white, but
the top also had a pair of blue and red stripes which adorned
its front near her stomach, and arched up to her shoulders.
In stylish, unique letters, the name "Lindsay" arched across
her breasts.  The letters were black with a red border.
   The little bombshell's cheerleading skirt was extremely
short, as well.  It was white with blue pleats, and flipped
and bounced about easily with every move she made.  As a
result, her blue cheerleader panties could be seen more
often than not.  The sight was an instant cock-riser.
   Lindsay also wore white, ankle-high socks, and a pair of
matching sneakers.  Those two accessories really gave a nice
contrast to the dark, rich tan which Lindsay had worked so
hard on since the summer began.  I should also point out
that her tan was of the all-over variety...
   In short, Lindsay looked like a cheerleader angel.  But
with what she was about to embark on - the webcast - I knew
it would be anything about angelic.  The minx would perform
in perhaps the sluttiest thing a woman could ever do - porn.

   Spinning around on one foot, Lindsay giggled like a
schoolgirl as she modeled the uniform for me.  "I already
know that you like it, Jeremy," she said to me.  "So I won't
ask you that.  I just hope all of Amy's users like it, too."
   My eyes were wide, and I still had the gigantic lump to
deal with in my trousers.  "I... I don't see how anyone
would NOT like it, sweetheart.  You... you're so precious."
   Lindsay giggled again, obviously enjoying my heartfelt
compliments.  How could anyone not find this girl beautiful?
She had definitely been sent to me from High Above...
   "Oh, they'll like it," Amy remarked, standing off to the
side while simply devouring Lindsay with her eyes.  "One
look at you in that uniform, sweetheart... and the guys will
have their cocks out in no time flat.  I guarantee that."

   Speaking of eye candy, let's not forget about Amy.

   The naughty red-head, whose curvaceous body will probably
net her millions just from movie-making alone before her
film career is over, had decked herself out pretty nicely.
Amy wore a sexy, off-the-shoulder black mini-dress, which
displayed a considerable amount of both cleavage and leg.
   The dress ended at mid-thigh and gave way to a pair of
firm, well-proportioned legs which were snugly encased in
dark stockings.  Amy accentuated those lovely legs even more
with a pair of 5" high-heels, their color also black, with
ankle straps and accompanying buckles for added support.
   Her red hair, long and free-flowing, was styled with
little wavelets and curls down the sides.  Amy's large
breasts were also outlined to perfection within the confines
of the mini-dress.  Her whole luscious body, in fact, fit
the flirtatious garment like an absolute glove.
   Of particular interest to me, however, was the mere sight
of Amy's vast, deepened cleavage.  The mini-dress offered a
wondrous, mouth-watering view of it, helping to give the
scamp the overall look of a billion-dollar prostitute.

   I had a charming, innocent-looking cheerleader on one
side, with an edgy, seasoned slut on the other.  Lindsay
looked like the captain of the varsity team, while Amy was
literally busting out of her provocative mini-dress.
   I would do my best, and try not to create a commotion
during the webcast.  However, at some point... I knew I
would cum, and groan out all sorts of noises.  Lindsay and
Amy were too beautiful, and looked a million times more
appealing than they normally did with these outfits on.
   If I did lose control of myself and cum - which I knew I
would - at least I could take solace in the definite fact
that hundreds, if not thousands, of other men across the
world would be doing the same thing right along with me.

                           * * *

   Standing above her, I had the video camera trained on
Amy's lovely face as she sat in the swivel chair next to
my computer.  With the camera perched atop my shoulder, I
also had a tempting, downward view into the depths of the
starlet's vast, deepened cleavage.
   Amy offered the camera a charming smile as I began the
countdown with fingers from my opposite hand.  The webcast
was slated to begin.  Three, two, one... SHOWTIME!

   "Hi everybody!" Amy said in her most cheerful, upbeat
tone.  "I'm Aimee Embers, and welcome to another one of my
live web broadcasts!"  I knelt down in front of the luscious
27-year-old and put the camera's eye in line with her face.
   Aimee Embers, by the way, was her stage name for the
adult industry.  It wasn't her real name...
   Amy continued smiling as she said, "Before we begin with
what you all came here to see - me getting FUCKED - let me
put to rest a nasty rumor that is going around about me."
My eyes went wide as my cock was already starting to ache.
"No, I am NOT retiring from porn.  I love the industry too
much and besides, I just started!"  Amy giggled and added,
"I am, however, on vacation for the next three months.  So I
won't be making anymore movies until probably the end of
February, or sometime in March.  I'm not retiring, though!"
   "But all of you guys and gals will still be able to stay
up-to-date with me through my web site.  Though I'm on
vacation, I've made arrangements to still have my live shows
every two weeks.  You all know that I try and return all of
your e-mail.  It will be a bit tougher with me on vacation,
but I'll still do my best and try to reply to everyone."
   "Where am I, you ask?"  Amy smirked coyly and said, "I'm
in a VERY special place.  I can't give any specifics, but
let me offer a hint by saying it's a little tropical island
which is literally one step away from Heaven."
   Tensing up for a moment, Amy ran a hand across her chest
and then looked at the camera with a suspicious gleam.  "I
saw you!" she scolded in a mocking tone.  "You were looking
at my breasts!"  Amy's expression lightened somewhat, then
she offered a smile.  "Do you like my breasts?"
   For a moment, I thought Amy was talking to me.  I was
about to answer her, but then realized that instead, she
was talking to her legion of fans on the Internet.
   "I like my breasts, too," Amy said, peeling the front of
the mini-dress down, exposing the two ripe, luscious mounds
for all to see.  She cradled them in both hands and sighed
while offering them a gentle massage.  "My breasts... they
are so sensitive to the touch."  My cock was definitely
starting to react to her provocative tone and voice.
   "Whenever someone touches them," the red-head purred, "I
just come alive with sensations.  I really do.  Hmmmm...
maybe that's why when I'm alone, I can't keep my hands off
of my breasts."  She smirked and added, "I really can't
keep my hands off my entire body, to tell you the truth."

   With my free hand, I reached down and rubbed the big
bulge within my trousers.  It was already starting...

   In a jovial and out-going manner, Amy smiled for the
camera as she stood up.  "Although I love to touch myself
and masturbate, I much rather be with an actual person.
Fortunately for both you and me, I have a VERY special
friend with me here tonight.  It's fortunate for me because
I'm real horny.  It's fortunate for you because, well...
you get to watch my special friend and I fuck each other."
   "Come on," Amy said, crooking a finger.  "Follow me."
   I kept the camera trained on the web super-star as I rose
to my feet.  She sashayed her way around the computer desk,
her rounded hips swaying from side-to-side.  "Come on," she
repeated, looking over her shoulder at me.  I followed her
to the bed, where Internet viewers were introduced to a
truly amazing sight - Lindsay the cheerleader.

   The little blonde looked a bit nervous and apprehensive
as I zoomed the camera in on her face.  That was perfectly
understandable, but I had confidence she would loosen up
once her and Amy got going.
   "This sweet thing, her name is Lindsay," Amy said, as I
panned the camera back.  "Why don't you say hello to the
Internet, honey?  Tell everyone something about yourself."
   "Umm... well, my name is Lindsay," she offered in a
hushed tone.  "I'm 18 years old and I live on this island."
   Sensing some trepidation from her counterpart, Amy cut
her off by saying, "Lindsay is a real sweetheart, but I'm
sure all of you already know that just by looking at her."
   Perhaps wanting to liven the mood, Amy sat down next to
her co-star and said to the camera, "Does anyone out there
in cyber-space like cheerleaders?"  I rubbed my cock again
as she added, "I just LOVE cheerleaders."  Amy paused, then
giggled.  "They show team spirit, they're always so very
enthusiastic.  And... you just gotta love those uniforms!
Shell tops, pleated skirts and oh, those little panties."

   Just listening to Amy talk like this was almost enough to
make me blow my load.  She was seducing the camera with
nothing more than mere words and playful expressions.

   "Do you like cheerleader panties?" Amy said to her
audience, as she sat next to Lindsay upon the bed while
placing an arm around her shoulder.  "Yeah... I know you
do."  Amy grinned before adding, "Have you ever thought
about what cheerleaders have underneath their panties?"
Lindsay still looked a bit nervous, but had at least forged
a little smile.  "Hey!" Amy exclaimed.  "I have an idea...
why don't you and I find out together?"
   Lindsay offered no resistance as Amy positioned her so
that she was sprawled across her lap, her tight ass jutting
upward and looking oh-so-delicious within the little skirt.
   I got an excellent angle as Amy smiled for the camera,
before grabbing the hem of Lindsay's skirt and lifting it
up.  Her tight, fit-like-a-glove blue panties were in view,
and my cock was already about set to burst.
   "Oh yes," Amy gushed, peering equally at the camera and
the ass which was positioned over her lap.  "Look at that...
will you?  Little blue panties.  Cheerleader panties!"
   Amy paused before asking her audience, "What do you all
think?  Is this a sweet ass, or what?"  She brought her hand
down upon the teen's backside, slapping it hard and causing
Lindsay to yelp wildly in response.
   Amy opened her mouth and gasped, then offered a playful
expression as she slowly peeled Lindsay's panties from her
ass and hips.  The blonde's body flinched with perhaps an
equal mixture of apprehension and excitement as her little
pussy came into the camera's view.
   "Oh... will you look at that?" the pornstress said,
running a finger along Lindsay's puffy folds while pulling
her panties all the way down, and off.  "This is what
cheerleaders hide underneath their panties!"  Amy giggled
and added, "Wouldn't it be nice if every woman's pussy could
look as sweet and as inviting as Lindsay's, here?"
   "Oh God..." I heard the 18-year-old whimper softly, as
her body continued to flinch and vibrate about.  Was she
more nervous or excited?  I had no idea...
   "I think you need to be spanked!" Amy exclaimed, turning
her attention to Lindsay.  "Cheerleaders shouldn't EVER wear
panties!  You should flaunt your little pussy for everyone
to see!"  She turned back toward the camera and asked, "What
do you think?  Should I spank her for hiding her pussy?"

   I would venture to say that of all the men who were
watching this live show via Amy's website... at least 90% of
them had their cocks out, and were busy stroking.
   I had joined the parade, too.  With my free hand, I
unzipped my trousers and whipped my cock out, and was
pumping away.  Amy simply came ALIVE in front of a camera...

   "You 'lil slut!" the red-head exclaimed, smacking her
hand across Lindsay's sweet ass.  She looked at the camera
and said, "Everyone seems to agree with me, huh?  I need to
spank this little slut!"  Lindsay groaned and yelped as Amy
proceeded to land a series of swift blows and hard swats.
   "I think our cameraman agrees with me," Amy said, looking
at me (and the camera) as she smiled.  "I know none of you
in cyber-space can see him... but I think Jeremy here is
training for the whack-tathalon."  She giggled and added,
"He's our best hope for a gold medal!"
   "Spank me some more," Lindsay said, though quietly.
   "What?" Amy countered, looking down at her co-star.  "Did
I just hear you right?  You need to be spanked some more?"
   "Yes," Lindsay replied in a louder tone.  Though her face
was turned away from the camera, I could tell by her tone
that the little minx was definitely turned on now.  "I want
you to spank me... because I deserve it."
   "Jeremy," Amy said, "get a nice, close-up shot of this
ass."  I did as she requested, zooming in tightly.  "I want
everyone in cyber-space to imagine that this is their hand,
not mine, which is about to discipline this little ass."
She paused and added, "This is for everyone who thinks like
I do... cheerleaders are sexy, but shouldn't wear panties.
They look great in panties, but even better without them.
And for wearing them... they should get punished."

   Amy's dialogue seemed a little over-the-top... but her
sole intention was to arouse the members of her website.
Let me assume that she was being very successful...

   My left hand was busy pumping and my heart was racing as
Amy proceeded to pepper the teen's backside with swat after
heavy swat with her hand.  Soon, Lindsay began to scream in
response as her whole body rocked back-and-forth atop Amy's
trusting lap.  I took a deep breath, trying to hold back any
noises from within that would take away from the show...
   "Oh God..." the blonde cried loudly, the skin upon her
ass turning a bright shade of red before the camera's eye.
   "Take that, you slut!" Amy screamed as she continued to
slap her hand upon Lindsay's upturned ass.  After several
more blows, Amy finally relented as her breathing became
rather labored.  I zoomed the camera out and focused upon
the 27-year-old's smiling, lust-ridden face.
   "I think she deserved that," Amy grinned, her breathing
still a bit ragged.  "Doesn't everyone in cyber-space think
that she deserved it, too?"  Amy paused for a moment, then
looked down at Lindsay.  "What about you, sweetheart?"
   "Yes..." came her answer.  "I... I deserved it."
   "Of course you deserved it," Amy said, grabbing Lindsay
by the pony-tail and gently pulling her into a seated
position.  The 18-year-old shuffled around for a bit, and
then found herself seated upon Amy's comfortable lap.
   I focused the camera upon both ladies' lovely faces.
Amy had a big smile while Lindsay looked like she had
just been spanked.  Her face was distraught, her eyes red.
I'm sure all of the Internet viewers were loving this...
   "Awww... does that sweet, little ass hurt?" Amy teased,
before turning Lindsay's face toward hers and offering the
minx a soft, gentle kiss.  I zoomed in further, focusing on
the exchange of their lips and tongues.  Gentle, lustful
moans could be heard as the two ladies continued kissing...
   Lindsay added to the scene as she used both hands to
openly squeeze and caress Amy's big, ample breasts.  This
caused the red-head to first break the kiss, then look down
at her young lover's hands.  "Do you like my breasts, baby?"
   Lindsay let out a gasp and nodded, her eyes flaring.
   Amy looked at the camera and said, "I already know
everyone out there likes my breasts.  I bet all of you guys
and gals would like Lindsay's breasts, too."
   Amy giggled as she pulled Lindsay's shell top upward,
past her breasts and thus, exposing them.  Amy smiled at the
mere sight of Lindsay's breasts, then the camera, while
holding the cheerleader top up, near her shoulders.  "I know
all you guys out there are whacking off," the nasty starlet
proclaimed. "And you women... you're fingering your pussies
now."  Amy grinned again before adding, "Lindsay seems to
have that sort of effect on just about everyone."
   Amy paused and then said to the camera, "Would anyone in
cyber-space like to see me eat some cheerleader pussy?"

   My first loud noise of the night happened as she spoke
those words.  I moaned uncontrollably, and I'm sure the
camera wobbled about before I was able to steady myself.

   "I think Jeremy, our cameraman, just offered us a 'yes'
vote," Amy snickered, before turning her attention back to
Lindsay.  "Why don't you help me out of my dress, honey?
After that, I'll eat your tasty, little pussy."
   I moaned again while Lindsay smiled, before she slid the
slinky mini-dress from Amy's sides and down her hips.  When
the exotic pornstress stood up from the bed, the mini-dress
fell to a harmless heap around her ankles.  It did not
surprise me that Amy had on neither a bra or a G-string.
   Now completely nude - except for a pair of thigh-high
stockings, Amy slid a hand between her thighs and openly
rubbed herself there.  "Hmmmmm..." she purred, her eyes in
line with the camera again.  "My pussy is SO wet right now."
Next, she grinned at Lindsay and said, "I wanna eat your
little pussy with that cheerleader uniform still on."  An
moment later, Amy was on her knees between Lindsay's thighs.

   Whatever trepidation Lindsay had earlier was now gone.

   The young blonde hooked a leg over Amy's shoulder, and
then the porn star immediately went to work.  I zoomed in
with the camera and watched intently as Amy's hot, skilled
tongue explored the many sweet recesses of Lindsay's pussy.
An instant later, Lindsay began to pant and moan out in pure
arousal as Amy continued prodding her with that tongue.
   "Oh yes!" Lindsay moaned, arching her neck and running
both hands through Amy's flame-red hair.  "Oh yes... that
feels so good!  Fuck me with your tongue!  Fuck me with it!"
   Now focusing upon her girlfriend's engorged clit, Amy
growled with hunger as her tongue shifted into overdrive.
She toyed with Lindsay's clit, sucking it into her mouth and
rolling it around her tongue like it was a piece of candy.
   I used every last bit of determination within myself to
simply hold the camera steady.  This was just too hot!
   "Fuuuuuck Amy..." the blonde squealed, short of breath,
as her body squirmed and writhed about upon the mattress.
"Oh wow... that feels so good!"
   Amy doubled her efforts once more, letting loose with
everything that she had.  Her tongue swirled wildly upon
Lindsay's clit, driving the young minx into a hot, intense
state of arousal.  I zoomed the camera in a bit closer as
Amy had her face shoved as hard as she could against her
lover's crotch, her tongue moving so fast it was a blur.
   "I'm gonna cum real soon!" Lindsay screamed, now pawing
her smallish breasts - with the cheerleader top still pulled
up to her neck and shoulders.  "FUCK!"
   For good measure, Amy inserted a finger into Lindsay's
slit - which also turned out to be the last straw.
   "OH GOD!" Lindsay screamed, her lithe body exploding in
a tidal wave of orgasm.  "AMY!  OH GOD!  YES!  FUCK YES!"
   Sounds of hunger continued to emanate from within the
27-year-old's throat as she eagerly lapped up the gooey
juices which flowed from Lindsay's sweet, delectable pussy.
I zoomed in even closer, and I'm sure everyone who watched
the webcast would agree that Amy didn't want one drop of
pussy-cream to escape her hungry, probing tongue.

   How I hadn't cum yet myself... it was a pure miracle.

                           * * *

   "Hmmmmm... that was interesting," Amy purred, withdrawing
her face from between Lindsay's thighs and looking directly
into the camera.  "I hope all of you in the cyber-world
enjoyed watching me lick some cheerleader pussy."  The hot
red-head grinned and added, "I sure enjoyed it."
   "But you know what?"  Amy paused before adding, "I know
all of you out there want to see me - Aimee Embers - get
fucked.  And I want you to see me get fucked... HARD."  She
smiled and concluded, "By a cock..."

   My eyes went wide at those words.

   "You know what to do, honey," Amy said.
   Lindsay smiled and sat upon the bed, her face flushed as
she looked at Amy.  Then, the sweet 18-year-old darted off
the bed and grabbed the camera from my shoulder.  Before I
knew what happened next, Lindsay was giggling uncontrollably
as she pointed the camera directly at me.
   My eyes were about to burst as I realized, all of a
sudden, that images of me stroking my cock with my hand
were being broadcast live over the Internet.  I was in a
state of absolute shock, and it didn't end even as Amy
dropped to her knees behind me and reached for my erection.
   "Let's go, Mr. Cameraman," the red-head purred, shooing
my hand away so she could stroke my cock herself.  "What's
a live sex show on the Internet without some cock included?"
   Regaining some of my composure, I turned and looked at
Amy... and shook my head at her.  I wasn't a porn star, and
I didn't want anything to do with this.  Filming her and
Lindsay going at it with the whole world watching was one
thing.  But I was not about to get caught up on it myself.
   However, Amy ignored the fact that I vehemently shook my
head at her.  Instead, she pulled my trousers all the way
down (and off).  With my back to the camera, Amy smacked my
ass hard with her hand and snickered.
   "It's time for you to fuck me, stud," she proclaimed,
rising from her knees and then falling back upon the bed.
"Make sure you get everything on film, Lindsay!  Get some
good shots of his big cock thrusting in-and-out of me!"

   Good shots?  My cock?  Thrusting in-and-out of her?  My
heart skipped a beat as I then realized that Lindsay had
the camera behind me, and it was on.  I was completely nude
below the waist... and the camera saw everything.

   "I'm not doing this," I said to Amy, pulling my trousers
back up.  However, the nasty slut sat up and stopped me.
   "Come on, stud!  Fuck me!  I know you want to.  Fuck me!
Fuck me as hard as you can... the whole world is watching!"
   "NO," I said to her, trying to pull my trousers back up
again - and being unsuccessful (again).  "I don't want to be
shown all over the Internet!  Stop this, Amy!"
   "Why not?" Amy giggled.  "It's fun!  Come on... slide
your cock between my legs and shove it into my pussy.  Come
on, I want you to fuck me.  Everyone in cyber-space wants
to see you fuck me.  That's what they're paying for!"

   I simply shook my head at her.  I could not believe this!

   "You leave me no choice, then," Amy said, as she grabbed
my shirt collar and tossed me back-first onto the bed.  She
then straddled my hips, her pussy hovering over my cock.  "I
guess I'll just have to fuck you myself."
   I growled in a mixture of reluctance and excitement as
Amy engulfed herself upon my rigid, throbbing erection.  She
reached down with one hand and pressed it to my chest, using
it as a balancing point, while using her other hand to grope
and massage her own breasts.  An instant later, Amy began to
bounce about upon my cock like there was no tomorrow.
   "OH GOD!" I screamed, my eyes focused on the video-camera
which Lindsay had perched atop her shoulder.
   I was being shown live on the Internet - having sex with
Amy.  I thought back to what her webmaster had earlier told
me - within two months, this webcast could be seen by up to
one million people.  What about in a year's time?

   I was being ravaged, and it would all be on film!

   "THAT'S IT!" Amy screamed, trying to get me more into the
mood.  "OH YEAH, YOUR COCK FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD INSIDE OF
ME!"  She squealed wildly while saying, "FUCK YES!  I KNOW
YOU LIKE IT, JEREMY!  I KNOW YOU DO!  FUCK YES!  YES!"
   My whole universe went numb as Amy continued to impale
herself upon me.  For as much as she screamed and panted
above me, not a lot of it really registered at that time.
One part of me was totally aroused, while another felt weak
and exposed... even violated.
   For as good as I had been to Amy - as well as all of the
other ladies - I could not believe she did not stop this
little exhibition when I told her to.  Even Lindsay, my
tender sweetheart... she was in on this, too.

   Why?

   "OH YES!" Amy suddenly screamed.  "YOU'RE CUMMING IN ME!"

   Indeed, I was... and I didn't even know it.

   The white-hot explosion had occurred within me, but the
rest of my body was limp as my cock pumped load after load
of sperm into Amy's hot, nasty pussy.
   For a moment, I felt like I was going to pass out.  I do
admit that having a sexual encounter with Amy - no matter
the circumstances - was always very exciting.  But now... I
had other feelings, too.  Very bad feelings...
   "That concludes our webcast for the evening," Amy purred,
looking back at the camera.  "We'll have another one in two
weeks.  Until then, good night... and happy fucking!"
   "It's over!" Lindsay exclaimed seconds later, flipping
the camera off and setting it down upon the table.

                           * * *

   Amy turned her head and looked down at me, my deflated
cock still buried within her pussy.  She was silent for a
moment, but then offered an evil smile.
   "Did you like that, Jeremy?"
   "No," I told her, shaking my head.  "I asked you to stop,
and you didn't.  Now, millions of people are going to see me
all over the Internet fucking you."  The anger was swelling
within me.  "I enjoy fucking you, sure.  But I don't need
everyone to see me doing it."
   "Awwwww... you're mad," Amy said, offering a mock frown
which made me even more angry.  "Are you hurt, Jeremy?  Do
you feel betrayed?  Hurt?  Violated?"
   "Yes!" I exclaimed after a brief bit of silence.  "I feel
very violated!  You had no right to do that!"
   Amy giggled at me, then leaned down and kissed my cheek.

   "Now you know how I feel," she said, her tone suddenly
serious.  My eyes narrowed in speculation as Amy added, "I
know about your little secret."  Now I was confused.  What
was she talking about?
   "Yeah... now you know how I feel," she said yet again.
"Getting caught on film, not expecting it.  Not being asked
about it.  Yeah... you know how it feels now, too.  You're
gonna be watched over and over again... just like us."
   "What in the world are you talking about?" I blurted out,
completely lost.
   Amy pressed her lips to my ear and replied, "Voyeur room."

   My eyes nearly exploded as my heart fell in my chest.
Who...?  What...?  How...?  HOW DID AMY KNOW ABOUT THE
VOYEUR ROOM?  It was supposed to be a guarded secret!

   "None of us girls asked to be filmed, either," Amy said,
straightening up and looking down at me as she straddled my
cock.  "Yet you've been doing it since the summer started."
Amy paused, then offered me a fiendish smile.  "You're a
very nasty man, Jeremy.  A VERY nasty man."
   My heart skipped a beat as the ramifications of this
swirled throughout my head.  Did all of the other ladies
know about the voyeur room, too?  If so... who told them?
And why?  Would my harem fall apart because of this?
   Amy let loose another evil smile before saying, "But you
know me, Jeremy.  I just LOVE nasty men..."

   My face turned white as Amy's eyes flashed with arousal.

   I was more confused than ever before...


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