Desperate Jess - Sex Stories

Desperate Jess

Hey, my name's Jess. This is my story, hope you enjoy. I just recently lost my job at the florists due to the Coronavirus, and because I'd only been there a couple weeks I'm not entitled to any furlough pay. Fuck!

I applied online for benefits from the government but they said it would take a few weeks at least because of all the applicants. I had no luck looking online for jobs either, and with debt payments as well as rent to pay, I was desperate.

I was watching porn online - I guess you could say I'm an addict, I have a fucking high sex drive! - and it was a really hot video of a couple fucking on a cam, I was sat on my deodorant can and rubbing my clit like mad till I came real hard. I noticed at the end of the video a message that they'd made the video on a cam website and made loads of money. Well, I didn't even stop to take the can out of my dribbling pussy, I made an account, linked my bank, and soon I had the camera turned on me and I was rubbing my clit.

I was fucking horny! I would constantly get messages from pervy men about how beautiful I was, or how ugly, or what they were doing to themselves, what they wanted me to do; it was all gross and really turned me on! I was cumming at least ten times a day and had quickly gained a following, although I wasn't making as much as I would have liked.

But I soon learnt, instead of starting out like a mad crazed horny rabbit, I would start slow, tease the audience, make them pay more and more even to flash a nipple. It was slower, maybe less exciting, but I made a shit load more cash. On a good day, I could earn more in an hour online with the cams than I could in two or three days in the florist. And the orgasms were great, I loved the idea of thousands of men all stroking their hard pricks for me, cumming for me; I felt powerful, a cum queen.

Well, all was going well, till one day I got an email from a strange email address, I normally ignore those things but there was a thumbnail in it that caught my eye... Fuck! It was a screenshot of me rubbing my clit with two pegs clipped onto my nipples! I'd seen warnings that this could happen, you should always report to the police they said, but this was different, this was from an old school friend. Jack. He lived in the same town as me, knew where I lived, knew where my mom lived, we were connected on all social media. I was fucked.

He said he'd really been enjoying my shows, that he hadn't told anyone about it, yet, but if I didn't meet him that night at his place at 8 PM he would release all the photos and videos to everyone I knew. Fuck what a creep. I felt too sick and angry to do my show that afternoon, I couldn't even eat. I took a quick shower at 7.30 then went out to meet him. He lived only a few blocks away.

I didn't even have to knock, he opened the door with a cocky smirk on his face, "Hey Jess!"

"Hello, Jack."

"How you been holding up!"

"Fine, until you got in touch."

"I'd say better than fine Jess, ...