I typed in the search words webcam sex chat and a bunch of listings popped up for live online chat. I clicked on one labeled LiveGirls, and a gallery of videos showing scantily-clad women touching themselves filled the screen. I tapped one of the thumbnails, where a live stream showed a pretty girl lying facedown on a bed, wearing only a thong. As she swayed her hips from side to side, she looked over her shoulder suggestively toward the camera. Beside the video window, a flurry of comments filled the chat box.
Spread your legs, someone named bigjohn said.
Nice ass, hornyjoe commented.
Can I see your tits? guest34 pleaded.
All the while, the pretty brunette ran her hands across her concealed breasts and rolled her hips in the same robotic manner. For a moment, I was hypnotized like everyone else by her lithe and sexy body. But as attractive as she was, I had no interest in joining what amounted to a public strip show. I was just about to exit the screen when I noticed a button for Private Chat.
Let's see if she's any more engaging one-on-one, I thought.
I clicked the button and a Join Now window covered the stream.
Jeesuz, I cursed. They never make this easy.
I filled in the required fields for Username, Password, and E-mail, then clicked the button. The next screen presented me with a choice between selecting ten free credits or buying a package of credits starting at fifty dollars.
So that's how it works, I thought. It's not much different from a real strip club. As long as you're stuffing their stockings with cash, the girls are happy to put on a show for you.
I'd never paid for sex of any kind, and I wasn't abo
ut to get started now. I didn't want to chat with someone who was only in it for the money. I backtracked to the main search screen and adjusted my search phrase to free amateur sex chat and clicked Enter.
A fresh set of listings popped up, including an intriguing one named SexRoulette — free webcam live chat. When I clicked on the link, a window came up with two side-by-side blank video screens. I enabled my laptop cam and mic, then I clicked the Start button. Suddenly, a live feed of me sitting half-naked in my bathrobe appeared in the left window, while some naked guy stroking his dick appeared in the right window.
Horrified to see that my face was showing, I quickly tilted my screen down and cursed out loud.
What's the matter? the naked guy typed in the chat box. You're very pretty. Can I see your face again?
I paused for a moment, realizing that he could hear me, then I clicked the microphone button to mute my mic. I wasn't prepared to carry on a live audio conversation with some naked guy. For that matter, I wasn't interested in carrying on a sex chat with any man.
I clicked the Next button and a different naked guy appeared with his legs spread wide apart, revealing another erect, throbbing cock. Every time I clicked Next, a different naked man appeared, pulling on his pud. As amusing as I found the experience of scrolling through a bunch of men's penises, the thought of chatting with one of these nameless guys turned my stomach.
Where were all the girls? I thought. Are only guys interested in naughty online chats?
I scanned the site and noticed some links across the top for different chat rooms. The default setting was for Mixed, but I could also choose between Guys, Girls, and Couples. Intrigued, I clicked on the Couples link, and a new window popped up showing a woman bobbing her head between a man's knees while his hand typed on a computer keyboard beside him on the bed.
Hi, the man typed in the chat window. Wanna play?
I paused for a moment, wondering if it might be fun to watch a hetero couple going at it.
Maybe some other time, I typed, before clicking on the Girls tab.
A new window popped up requiring me to verify that I was over eighteen years of age (only to view girls??) then I was redirected to a different website showing the familiar gallery of naked girls from the LiveGirls site. When I clicked on one of the images, a similar video and chat screen appeared. Another pretty young girl perched half-naked on a bed, while a bunch of anonymous viewers made lewd comments, 'tipping' her occasionally with tokens. Whenever anybody tipped her enough tokens, she bent over and waved her ass in front of the camera.
What the fuck? I thought. Is it only professional girls who want to chat online?
I clicked out of the website and was about to pull my vibrator out of my nightstand for some quiet alone time, when I decided to give it one last try.
There's got to be other lonely girls who are looking for a quick hookup with like-minded women.
I went back to the main search page and typed in lesbian online chat. Near the top of the listings, I noticed a site titled SapphicChat — girls only free online chat.
That's what I'm talking about, I said out loud, clicking the link.
Another side-by-side video setup appeared on the screen with a chat box underneath. I enabled my cam and carefully positioned my laptop lid so that only my torso was visible, then I pulled my robe tightly around my neck to cover myself up. There'd be no more skin showing until I was able to qualify a suitable candidate.
I clicked the Start button, and within a few seconds the adjacent window flickered with a live stream showing a fat woman lying on her bed with her droopy boobs hanging down by her waist.