I've been gathering stories for some time now, some are funny some are not, some have deep moral meaning and some are just fascinating.
Long story short, I am at this web cam congress and I get to see this guy bring a ton of flowers to a model. Way too many if you ask me, but who am I to judge. The weird thing started when he actually introduces the lovely performer to his girlfriend (and future wife by how the introductions were made). This obviously got me curious to eaves drop a little, not like you get to see that every day…so I get in line to. From where I’m standing, maybe 2 feet away…I hear all the thousands of thanks and people saying “I can never repay you enough”. What the hell is going on? At this point I just tag along a couple and wait for them to get somewhere less crowded. I introduce myself to them. He was your typical chubby dude, glasses high on his nose and a beard that wasn’t too well cared for. She wasn’t the most gorgeous woman either but she had something about her that made her interesting in her own way. I tell her I’m a collector of stories, if you will, and would very much like to find out theirs…and before you know it we are heading for a small coffee place with my fingers even twitching in anticipation as to write down what they are about to share.
After reassuring him again that I would not be naming names or anything as such, the man takes a deep breath and starts opening up to me: It all started when I was younger, at least I think that’s where it comes from. I had a huge crush on a colleague from high school. One day, not yet having to deal with people being asses that much, I just said Fuck it and went to ask her out. With a dumb smile on my face and the innocence of a kid, I just told her that I love her and want to be with her. Her only response at first was “wow”. By this point I was already sweating like a big, my arms were trembling and I could barely keep myself straight to the sheer emotion I was feeling. She asks my name, and when I replied she just started laughing, laughing so hard she was almost crying. By the next morning I was already turned into a joke. Everybody knew about the “fat pig” that dared ask the pretty girl on date by telling her he loves her. You can imagine that after that I basically shut out any kind of female attention and just relied on a big stack of porn to jerk off. As the years passed it got worse and worse. At 26, still a virgin I might add, I was so bad that I walked 2 miles in the morning to the closest store where I knew a male clerk was on shift. It was so bad that when some of my friends brought me a stripper for my birthday I literally passed out. I’m not going to get into it too much, but suffice it to say that I woke up on the floor, with people slapping me around and my pants wet and filled with cum. After this “small” incident I finally decided it’s time to do something about it.
So when I first entered the private session, well it lasted like about the same time as my first time having sex, and I am not joking, I froze up and close the browser. After a few minutes I went back in, not that I wanted, just because of all the dicks I had for breakfast over the phone when I told my friend that I couldn't do it. So from visit to visit I started to talk more, at first I was seeing her like once a week, then every weekend nights, after 6 months, cause the model insisted I bought a web cam that she could see me. Time passed and I got closer to her and more and more comfortable talking with her. Until one day when she told me like I should get a real girlfriend, at the moment I was devastated, heartbroken and felt like the sky just felt on me, so she starts explaining that she has done her part, she actually thinks that I can do that, she was never suppose to be mine, just therapy, next thing she tells me to install some dating app and that she will help me pick up the perfect match for me. After 3 years of talking and visiting her I finally got a date cause of the model, as soon as I got home that night after the date, came to tell her how it went and how did I do, and she was genuinely happy for me. Time passed and me and this lovely lady here started dating more often and one day I proposed to her and we have been married for 1 year now and soon we will have a baby. I stayed in contact with the cam girl and she even came to my wedding, we still talk not that often, but we do. So here I am 32, married, soon to be a father, and with a lovely, loving wife. If you asked me 6 six years ago how I would see myself today, I would have responded " with a huge porn collection "
This is where a close friend of mine, whose advice I asked since he was kinda’ of “ladies man” and seemed to have his shit together a tad better than the rest of us. After a couple of beers and all sort of ideas he asked me why don’t I visit cam girls online? No physical contact required and very little effort on my part to do anything. It actually sounded like a damned good idea and I decided on it. Never did I imagine I’d end up dressing up as if for a date, grooming properly and all that jazz…not until I met the girl you say me bring flowers to anyway.
First time I actually entered a private session…well, let’s just say it didn’t last much longer than my first time having sex in real life. I’m not even joking, initially I froze up and closed my browser; It took a couple of good minutes while my friend told me, in no polite words I might add, why I should be going back in and go through with this. And that’s how it started, after each visit I started talking a bit more. From once per week I ended up going back to her 4-5 times every week. After six months of this, the girl finally talked me into getting a camera for myself so she could see me as well. With time I got really comfortable with her and felt a “connection”. This all changed when one day, kinda’ out of the blue, she told me that I should be finding a real girlfriend. At first I was devastated, heartbroken…I felt as if my world was ending and the sky falling in on itself. That’s when she started explaining things, that she has done her part and helped me along as best as she could. That it was pretty much just as therapy would be…she was never supposed to be “mine”. After that she convinced me installing a dating app and helped me pick up a perfect match. After 3 years of talking to her she finally helped me get a date. First thing after the date, I logged back in to tell her how it went. She was genuinely happy for me when she saw things were going well for me and I started going out more and more and because serious with the date from that night. We have been married for over a year now and we are about to have a baby. So here I am at 32, married and soon to be a father, way better adjusted than I ever thought I’d be. Had you asked me 6 years ago how I would see myself today…the only thing I could be thinking of would be “with a huge porn collection”.
I had to ask him if there were other women as well, I was way too curious not to know. He told me that he didn’t feel the need for that ever, meeting his wife filled that void within him perfectly. To which I asked her how she feels about all of this. Her answer was just as telling as his story: We all have trauma from the past, reasons we suffer and ways we cope with it. We just have to want to get better. His story is fascinating and an adventure on its own. Way deeper than just what we shared today, with lots of struggling but with its fair share of funny moments…what’s important is that we are here together now!
On that note, we finish our drinks and I regale them with some funny stories of my own, thanking them for their time and words. When I left, I felt sorry for the guy…I initially didn’t even want to post it on BestLiveCamGirls to be honest. But it can be an inspiration for guys like him, or with other struggles. There is hope and there should always be, there is a reward for all the struggles and trials you go through if you work hard enough for it. And that we should be taking a stand when we feel something for someone, don’t just let it slide past us. I guess the moral I was aiming for is to remember that we all got shot down in our lives or we even were the ones doing the rejecting. The cam girl could have always kept him for herself and profit, but more and more I’m starting to realize that behind the small thumbnails that fill us with desires and fantasies, there are real people…with their dreams and aspirations. Their good and bad days…and the ability to change people’s lives. Even if they don’t realize it or even mean to.
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