Why didn’t somebody tell me about “Chaturbate”?
I recently discovered Chaturbate (dot com) and I can’t believe just how exceptional the concept is. Adults from all over the globe can ‘model’ on Chaturbate and viewers buy ‘tokens’ for prices ranging roughly from 8 to 11 cents each, and then spend/lavish those tokens on the webcam models of their choosing. The ‘models’ are eventually paid 5 cents per token acquired and can cash-in a couple of times each month.
The most amazing element to the Chaturbate business model is that any and all 18 & up viewers can witness the happenings on several dozen webcams across the planet which are ‘live’ at any given moment. There is no initial cost to view the cameras, and the concept, typical of online porn, is such that some small percentage of (usually male viewers) will pay enough {for their thinking with the little head} to support the entire business model.
And the cross-section of women is just what intrigues me the most. So many truly random people from so very many random pockets of the planet, with those farthest away from my world likely in many cases to gain relatively most for participating at the same rate of pay as those in the U.S. Among other things, this means that ‘models’ from faraway places are perhaps quicker to perform their intimate routines on camera for the eventual payments stretching much further in local economies.
There are various tutorials (some on YouTube) for would-be ‘models’ interested in performing on Chaturbate and I just love that people (women, mostly, but not all) have such an option for earning what can be a fairly decent income paid at regular intervals. Each arrives with, and evolves with her own standard for sharing her nude image with the world in real time. Some are quick to disrobe, and they’re betting on retaining and eventually persuading their audiences to send forth considerable tips for posting listed "goals" (for tip amounts) and listing performances to be shared upon reaching those set goals. It is great that each woman is fully independent and generally unaware of any routine known to other girls. As with prostitution, Chaturbate is and can be what a person makes of it, financially, and the opportunity for quick-seeming cash is plenty alluring in these economic times.
Recently I heard a Chaturbate model tell of moving back with her mom, where she would have a "camming room" all to herself, and I was quite taken by the idea that mom knew of daughter’s webcam performing and would facilitate it in her home. To me that just has the making of a more comfortable performer.
Earlier this evening I witnessed what was surely my most awe inspiring encounter yet on Chaturbate (after having first known of the site less than a week ago). An innocent-faced young woman of perhaps 22 or 23 was seated outside on her deck, face to the camera and back to the neighborhood behind her (generally obscured from prying eyes). Her delightful, girl-next-door face was seemingly taking the opportunity to prove that she was indeed ‘next door’ to something. The woman sported long, dark and thick tresses draped over what was initially a red sweater and it was clear that she was no stranger to such performances. She read the screen as it scrolled somewhat frantically before her as she first put a hand in her pants. The seeming ‘commands’/requests from the viewing gallery were often crude but she was certainly agreeable to a show, given the accumulation of tips reaching her "goal" (which was listed at 500 tokens, at first).
Entirely captivating, about this young woman, was her innocent, everyday look, and the mere thought of her getting naughty on camera was no doubt central to the vast audience which eventually assembled. An occasional noise in the neighborhood drew her alarm, but nothing in her surroundings dashed the evolution toward the various highlights to her performance. We should have known something was up when, at one point, the young woman’s boyfriend came into view, stood behind her, and reached around to cup her huge, clothed breasts, as if to tantalize the audience.
He then went out of view and left her to finish herself off pretty good in ways which were somewhat unforgettable. Not long after, and beyond a cooling-down period, the woman put her generic-seeming clothes back on and then went on to interact with the audience (through voice and print) about the neighborhood, and her numerous roommates. Before long the boyfriend reappeared for moments, and there was some talk on her live chatroom board about her maybe giving him oral sex on camera. Eventually a token "goal" was set again, for the would-be next performance, and in due time that was met, and for a while she fellated her boyfriend on screen.
Later, and to some shared surprise, somebody in the chatroom mentioned "fisting", and it was agreed that such was a possibility for girlfriend and boyfriend despite their current outdoor setting. The goal for tokens was set at 500, and had I not witnessed it with my own eyes, I would never have believed at what lightning speed that 500 tokens was attained. (on the downside, that’s only $25 to the girl, but when coupled with other goals attained during that session, it might have been a nice little haul)
Before long there were nearly 2000 people tuned-in to this performance, and the Chaturbate home page sometimes lists the rooms by number of viewers and so this frenzy was seemingly feeding itself.
Lubricant soon appeared from off camera, and for this show the young woman removed her pants completely, affording her boyfriend suitable access after he fully lubricated his lower arm so as to penetrate her with what was eventually his entire fist (and then some). Now of course I’ve seen "fisting" in the occasional porn clip, but it usually seemed rather clinical and somewhat staged (though still authentic). Here was a young and (once) innocent-seeming woman who had been repeatedly warmed and readied by her own sexuality who was now perfectly willing to take it another step further while showing off for the internet universe.
The event commenced in the usual way, with first one finger, then two… three… and soon indeed the boyfriend’s entire fist was out of view (and the view was up-close, with no trickery involved). The woman rubbed her clit as she simultaneously reacted to the invasive maneuvers and the whole spectacle played out exceptionally well on world-wide internet. It was among the most erotic things I’ve ever seen, and central to the appeal was the vague evolution of an almost plot line, which traced the soft and innocent (fully dressed) appeal of this girl-next-door type along a path on which she eventually expressed herself in ways I’ve seldom really witnessed. At the end I was left contemplating: "wow, no wonder they call this ‘art’! "
There is something quite exceptional to the way that the whole seeming deck of human cards combines on Chaturbate as the backdrop which features scores and scores of unique individual
s (some young, some old, some large, and some petite) eventually representing every race on the planet. These are people who can ‘perform’ at any point on any day, all across the globe, such that even when it’s 3:00am there are always people across the world at their mid-day best.
I’ve probably reviewed my share of porn over the years, but so seldom can one so quickly access such a great cross section of women, all in ‘real time’, and each with a general routine which means that, at any given moment, her show might be far more captivating than is the one in the next ‘square’ on the website. It is simply amazing that they let what are surely ‘most’ of their viewers in for free, but it is a concept that seems to be working well for a whole lot of people, at least in the immediate term. No doubt there are considerable risks of captured video or still images which, if landing in the wrong hands, could really do a number on the lives of some of the ‘models’. The world-wide participation makes it somewhat less likely that a given ‘model’ will in her hometown be somehow ‘caught’ by another local.
Something about this whole Chaturbate experience has caused my admiration of so many women from so many walks of life to surface. It simultaneously draws my mind back to the age old question of "pornography", so often posed by the frustrated wife or girlfriend of a porn viewer. I just… don’t know how to convey to women that their own randomness, among millions of other women, is something so majorly central to how men appreciate women. I’ve yet to figure out a way to suggest that men are more drawn to a woman’s individuality for having a databank of so many representations of randomness throughout the world. Everybody knows that men and women think differently in many ways. Men in general like details and data, and manipulating data… and women like design, and fashion, and have a knack for artistic combinations which are beyond the scope or interest of large numbers of males.
There’s just… some tangent in there which I’d love to explain ideally so as to help women realize that just because they found a website in the computer history which assured that somebody in their bedroom had been viewing "Green Martian women riding unicorns in every way" porn, it doesn’t mean that the men with whom they share a bed want/need those women to look anything like a Martian woman, or want them to get anywhere near to a unicorn. What if, in the same way we now digitalize photographs, where a woman’s seeming ‘art’ can now be translated to a unique bit of numeric data, the bulk of porn viewing done by 90% of all males, is such that those men are mostly processing that data in some ways? And what if that process in no way means that they want the individual they’re with to be somehow different.
What if, instead, it’s like the system for organizing/shelving books in the library: (Dewey Decimal, or Library of Congress, take your pick) Despite each being a great book to somebody, all have a unique number by which they relate to the combination of all others.
From what I’ve seen, the women of Chaturbate are all wonderful, and beautiful, and at the end of it all it was their intimate self-expression… their willing vulnerability… which underscored the appeal of each. None needed to have any particular body parts, or set qualifications, to be making a go of it on such a well-conceived website. They evolve as they go in terms of how their individual shows are set up, and that works wonderfully in a setting where there are many dozens of options all at the same time.
Something for everybody… as it should be! (This concept seems to top the run-of-the-mill internet porn by a longshot, what with personality fairly prominent in the offering, and with the real-time interaction very possible)
You should have told me about Chaturbate years ago!!
PS – and for the deeply intrigued woman in you – there are many chaturbate participants who are sole males, there for either the gay male viewers or any females who might be interested. Just click the appropriate link near the top of the main page.
I discovered the concept a few years ago, although myfreecams.com isn’t as hardcore and 99.9% of the time the girls just sit there (in public anyway).
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I used to ‘model’ on Cam4 (dot com). To help stay anonymous I used a different first name and I also wore a Batman mask that I found laying around at my house. Didn’t make much money, but it was a real turn on being watched. My bf and I have talked about doing shows together, but it hasn’t happened yet.
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I’ll have to check it out. I agree about randomness. Apparently I’m not signed in. Sleepy-eyed john
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smh You’re so silly. How could you not have known about this stuff?
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Have you not been reading my diary about web cams? I’ve been on Chaturbate and MFC for years.
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It all sounds go romantic and amazing while we talk about it, but if I’m being honest with myself, I’m completely terrified, and somewhat horrified, but still utterly utterly afraid to try any of it :/ My only experience left such a horrible idea in my head, and I just don’t know if I’ll be able to shake it. I was afraid of men before, and I’m completely freaked out now.
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I’m so small and weak compared to men, especially Baiardo, he’s 6’4. I’m 5’1 and weigh 91 lbs on a good day. He’s well on his way to 300. His two hands are as wide as my hips if he puts them center finger to center finger horizontally, and he has muscle ontop of muscle whereas all I have are little bones. He could cause me harm so easily :/
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additionally, that was the only time I’ve ever seen an unclothed man before, and what I saw didn’t impress me, rather, it was really horrifying that they have such a tool to use against me. Not to mention it trying to fit anywhere when I’m so little….augh… I’m getting embarrassed by how honest this is getting. I’m just afraid to try, all around. But at the same time I want to- I’m a dichotomy
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I’ve never realized that about tattoos before, but I find you to be quite right. When I see a person bearing them, I know to stay clear and well away because I instantly think of them as being dangerous. Come to find out, the thought behind that instant reaction could have been correct all along! You’re very cathartic, you know.
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