My middle-aged body was lying in bed. Cut to a close-up: two hands; an anal vibrator in one and a tube of Astroglide in the other. Followed by a generous glob of gel being spread slowly on the vibe until its surface glistened like an icicle. I as I watched I recalled that the gel was very cold when I touched it to my rosetta.
A full body shot followed. Me on my left side. The room was shadowy with late afternoon light from the windows, but the picture was sharp. I had the vibrator in my right hand aimed at my ass. The camera was on a tripod at the foot of the bed, a perfect shot of my southern exposure, and I could see my face above my hip. I was squinting into the camera.
I touched the cold tip of the vibe to my ass. I gasped and squirmed. Made a grizzly face. That was when I remembered that the camera mike had recorded sound.
I tingled watching my image, my hand working the vibe in and out. I tingled even more when I heard the noise I was making coming out of the computer speaker. Mini-me had turned his face into the pillow and moaned, a low rasping moan and a gasping breath, another moan, another gasp.
A tight shot came next. I had to get up and adjust the camera so I could get the close-up of my ass, so my position was different. I could hear the rapid buzzing of the vibrator rise and fall as it slipped in and out. My hole was shiny wet.
I was mildly shocked listening to my voice, the things I was saying. It was louder now, and between moans and gasps I said things like, "Omygod, yes!" And, "Fuuuck that's good." I couldn't remember doing that. It was real, though, I hadn't been faking. Then I said, "I need something bigger."
No lube shots this time. The video view was me, on my back, legs spread, knees bent, a thick rubber cock buried in my ass. I was thrusting my hips, lifting my ass up and down, fucking the dildo like it was real. I was speaking to the camera like a web ho teasing for tips.
"Oh, it feels so good. Fuck my ass, fuck it!"
I told you, spoken just like a live video slut.