Jaycee's Blog - Mon, Nov 21

All it takes is a camera, right?

So as I mentioned about ten days ago, I'm now jobless thanks to a moment of unstoppable wild sex at my job. It wasn't an isolated incident. After I got home (by myself, as Mandy had gone back to her place), the urges to masturbate got even worse. I was insatiable. I did it everywhere. I literally humped every piece of furniture I own and got myself off in every room several times. It was like I was possessed by a sex demon and it wouldn't stop making me hot.

Of course, I recognize faerie magic when I see it. Still doesn't mean I can do a damn thing about it. I've called Brooke and he swears it's not him, nor any of the faeries—if you can believe that.

Eating, sleeping, and basic hygiene are a huge challenge. Cooking food is out of the question, so I've ordered food for most meals (and that gets expensive). There's no need to ask: I've banged every single delivery person (boy or girl) who's come to my door. A lot of the food was free as a result. Still, in this economy, I knew I couldn't afford living like this for very long.

Sleeping is tricky. I have wet dreams all the time. I masturbate while I sleep and my orgasms wake me up several times a night. Sometimes, I even realize I'm stuffing myself with a dildo I didn't even know I owned.

Who the hell is doing this to me? I wish she'd just show herself so we can get it over with.

Forget makeup or doing my hair. There's almost no way I can stand still long enough to get it done. Once, I tried putting on lipstick. I ended up writing "HOT SLUT" in the mirror; just seeing that sent me into a sexual frenzy that lasted ten minutes.

Showering or taking a bath is hell. It starts innocently enough, then my hand grabs the shower head and aims it between my legs, and we're off to the races. It's during one of those bath sessions that the idea came to me a few days ago. "People would pay to watch this," I thought between orgasms.

So I've set myself up with an account, started filming myself, and put up the videos. The production value isn't great, but I've already got nearly fifty backers. It's not bad, through the comments I get are a bit creepy.

What's creepier is how hot they make me and how dirty they make me feel.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go take a shower.

--Jaycee