Young beauty in black skirt plays with her breasts – LuxuryOrgasm
The young beauty, a delectable Bulgarian temptress, sauntered into the dimly lit room, her hips swaying sensuously with each step. She was clad in a tight-fitting black skirt that hugged her curves like a second skin, ending just above her knees. The skirt was cinched at her narrow waist, accentuating her hourglass figure. Her top was a thin, white blouse, unbuttoned just enough to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of her cleavage.
She positioned herself in front of a large, ornate mirror, her reflection staring back at her with a mischievous glint in her emerald green eyes. A coy smile played on her full, luscious lips as she began to play with her long, dark hair, twirling it around her fingers.
With a sudden movement, she loosened her top, allowing it to fall open further, exposing more of her delicate, pale skin. Her hand reached up, her slender fingers tracing the soft, silky fabric of her blouse. She grasped the hem and slowly, teasingly, began to lift it up, revealing inch by inch of her toned midriff.
The skirt, which had been swishing enticingly around her thighs, rode up slightly as she moved, exposing the creamy flesh of her upper thighs. She ran her hand along the length of her thigh, savoring the feeling of her own skin, her touch electric.
With a sudden movement, she hooked her fingers in her blouse’s shoulder straps and tugged them down, allowing the flimsy garment to slip off her shoulders and expose her ample bosom. Her breasts, full and round, bounced free, nipples already hard and rosy with excitement.
She cupped her breasts, lifting them slightly as if offering them to an unseen partner. Her fingers gripped and kneaded the firm flesh, tugging gently at her sensitive nipples. A soft moan escaped her parted lips as she continued to caress her breasts, her body trembling with building desire.
She then turned her attention to her skirt, reaching behind her to unzip it slowly. The garment slid down her curvy hips, pooling around her feet, leaving her clad only in a lacy black thong and a pair of black stockings held up by a delicate garter belt.
She ran a hand over the swell of her hips and down her thigh, stroking her own skin with a feather-light touch. Her fingers found their way to the edge of her thong and she toyed with the thin fabric, teasing herself even further.
Finally, she slid her hand into the front of her thong, her fingers delving into her already dripping wet folds. She gasped as she made contact with her sensitive flesh, her hips bucking slightly at the sudden burst of sensation.
She began to stroke herself, her fingers gliding through her slick heat, circling her clit with teasing, light pressure. Her other hand continued to toy with her breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples between her fingers.
Her pace quickened as she pleasured herself, her body arching and writhing with the intensity of her touches. Her moans grew louder, more insistent as she chased her own release.
Finally, with a cry of ecstasy, she came, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm. Her fingers continued to move, riding out the waves of pleasure until she collapsed back against the wall, spent and satisfied.
The young beauty straightened her clothing, looking at herself in the mirror with a satisfied smile. She had enjoyed every moment of her self-indulgent session, relishing the chance to explore her own desires and pleasures. As she left the room, she couldn’t help but hope that perhaps next time, her encounter would involve a willing partner to share in her delightful indiscretions.
