Confessions of a Cam Girl

By Sally XXX

Sally is a busty blue-eyed blonde who takes you on a stimulating adventure into her world of webcamming. Initially, she starts her journey because of curiosity but gets the opportunity to fulfill her clients' fantasies and indulge in their fetishes. In her daily escapades, she learns more about herself and how to better deal with men. Things get a bit complicated as she tries to juggle her real life with the demands of her virtual world. To keep up, she exaggerates, lies, and engages in behaviors that are detrimental to her health and her peace of mind. Though she struggles at times, she navigates her way through both worlds, eventually becoming stronger and more in touch with herself.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Seagull Editions
• Release date: May 18, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215780527

Book preview

Today (and yesterday)

I will begin a journal in which I will document my experiences as a Cam Girl. My name is Sally, a popular name which means princess. In my Cam Girl world, my bedroom has transformed into my castle and as a princess, I’m always impeccably groomed and sit regally. I have an athletic built, and my height is 5 feet 8 inches tall. I’m a smoker. It’s a habit I developed when I traveled to the United Kingdom three years ago. I enjoy having the long, cylindrical-shaped item in and out of my moist mouth up to six times a day.

I have beautiful blue eyes and an insatiable appetite for men; horny men. I reside in Chelsea, New York, and I love to party and have an awesomely great time meeting new people. I’m still trying to figure out what I want to do in life. I’m only 18 years. For now, I’m just enjoying every interesting thing that comes my way.

That’s my line when they ask me to tell them something about myself.

The reality is, like most cam girls I started webcamming not because I'm a freak and fantasize about dicks 24/7. Unlike most Cam Girls though, I'm not a waitress trying to earn extra money, I'm not a college or university student struggling to pay my tuition or dorm fees. I'm not a single mom trying to put food on the table and neither am I saving for a vacation. I have a degree and a solid background in advertising which is my primary source of income.

I'm doing this because this is my social experiment. I got into it because of curiosity. They say curiosity kills. In my world, curiosity killed the endless amount of time I had on my hands because unlike what I say, I don’t party, and I don’t wish to go out and meet new people. Meeting new people is not so bad; it’s the going out that is. I live close to Santa Monica Boulevard which is one of the most flamboyant streets on the West Coast. You can find anything and everything there: exotic cuisine, Russian restaurants, and bakeries, huge dance floors for the vibrant nightlife and live music, boutiques proudly displaying sex toys, and bustling crowds of people out to have a giddy good time.

On the east end is Little Russia and on the west end is the center of West Hollywood’s LGBTQ community. I live in an animated neighborhood but despite all the excitement happening on the outside, I’m happier in my apartment or at the gym. On one of my rare occasions, I was out doing laundry as my own washing machine had broken down. While waiting for my laundry to finish, I went to a restaurant and ordered takeaway food. That’s when I saw a flyer about Cam Girls.

Later that day I started researching and became interested. I think what did it for me is that a person can disguise herself and no one has to know. I enjoy hobbies and experiments where you don’t have to go outside or interact with many people.

I started webcamming since I had the guts to do it now. I might lose courage later. After I started and satisfied my curiosity, I continued with it because webcamming gave me the opportunity to be whoever I wanted.

I can recreate myself without anyone telling me I’m getting too fat or ugly, and no one will judge me because of my past behavior. Every time I turn on the computer and turn on the light, I’ll have the viewer's attention. I won't have to beg anyone to notice me. I don't have to prove my worth to anyone. I am free knowing that people see something in me that is of value and it is that value that I want to deliver each time.

Yeah, so in my real word I'm about 5 feet 3 inches tall with brown eyes. Some people see me as slim or skinny. I prefer to see myself as an athlete. I frequently visit the gym. The virtual world gives me the freedom to be as real as I can be, once I can pull it off. I have the items: contact lenses and wigs, props and the aesthetics to create the person that I've always wanted to be.

I'm a simple brown-haired girl, not the type that will make it on the cover of the Cosmopolitan or Vogue. I'm the one who is usually ignored. I'm the one who looks like the good, weird, girl.

In my other world, I’m a busty blonde, a sinfully bad girl with hypnotic blue eyes.

I’m documenting everything for I hope to publish a book about my experiences. When I first started, I wrote brief memos on little sticky notes and stuck them to my refrigerator. Weeks later, I could hardly see the white color of the refrigerator. That was my cue that it was time to transfer my notes and record what I need for my book.

Tuesday

10:30 p.m.

I’ve had a great deal of mad fun getting to know and figuring out these guys overtime. No way could I meet these numbers of guys in my real life. Even if I indulge in online dating or go to bars, the numbers can’t compare.

For one thing, I’d have to leave home and I hardly go outside. It’s not like I could put posters up around my neighborhood and say if you are looking to meet an attractive girl, contact this number. Plus, in the day most people are on their good behavior. Everyone wears a mask. Whether it is a mask of politeness and kindness, good morals, and neighborly love. Then when something happens or at a certain time, the mask comes off and the true personality emerges.

At night and in the wee hours of the morning people get some form of boldness to express themselves without being judged. Even if they are wearing a mask on their faces, the masked personality is abandoned and their true selves emerge.

The good