Kara’s (F27) first cam show

There was no response the first time Kara knocked on Meg’s door. It wouldn’t be the first time Meg invited her over and that Kara, ever punctual, beat Meg to her own apartment. When her text went unread, Kara figured Meg was stuck on the subway or, more generously, in the shower. After a minute or two she heard the telltale signs of activity with some shuffling, a stubbed toe, a swallowed yelp.
“Come in,” Meg finally yelled, having given up on making her way to the door.
Kara walked in and the place looked immaculate. The photos she hung on her wall with pushpins were replaced by framed art. The sorority squat pictures with her friends were replaced with a huge poster sized picture of Meg at Burning Man, the desert haze complimenting the massive geometric sculpture she stood in front of wearing boots and nothing else that would traditionally be described as “clothing.” She looked incredible.
Meg must have anticipated her confusion when Kara didn’t find her in the kitchen in the living room or the kitchen and yelled out “in the bedroom.”
“Sorry loves, gotta head out now,” Kara watched as Meg spoke into her computer. She had on a gorgeous silk robe that barely covered anything. “My friend is here. Maybe you guys will be lucky enough to see her next time. Have an amazing night!”
Meg closed the computer. “Hey! I’m so glad you came over!”
“What is all this?”
“What do you think it is?”
“You being naked on the internet?”
“Nailed it.”
“When’d all that happen?”
“Well you know I was stripping on the side for awhile. It paid alright but then with the pandemic they all shut down. And honestly, it couldn’t have worked out better for me. Not the pandemic thing, that was terrible. But pushing me to take my talent to the internet.”
“Really?”
“I mean, you’ve seen the new decor right? How do you think I could afford that?”
“I did see the decor. I thought the point of Burning Man was being present and not taking pictures.”
“Yeah, but did you see how good I looked? And how beautiful the scenery was? How could I not?”
“You make a great point. So, it’s been going well for you?”
“Like you wouldn’t believe. I mean it’s a lot of work, don’t get me wrong. It’s like being a naked influencer, I feel like I always have to be on. But as much as it turned me on to dance in the club, it turns me more on to see a thousand dollars in tips in about an hour. Shows how much people really appreciate me.”
“Did you say one thousand dollars in an hour?”
“I did. Can be even more when I have a partner with me.”
“You’re kidding.”
“Not at all. You remember Mark? Sometimes he comes over and we do it together. He doesn’t even ask for a cut, says the taxes aren’t worth the hassle. But he does get to fuck me which seems pretty great.”
Meg stripped off her robe right there and wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Kara had seen her topless before but somehow still got caught off guard.
“What? Never seen boobs before? I was just naked for…78 viewers.”
“Sorry, I guess I haven’t seen anyone naked in awhile.”
“Quarantine bubbles?”
“Indeed.”
“Well, hope you enjoy the view,” Meg said with a little shimmy. Then she walked over and caressed Kara’s face.
“I think I have just what you need.”

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/qvikzk/karas_f27_first_cam_show