Frolicking In Bed.
The sun had barely crept over the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow across the room. It illuminated the tousled sheets and rumpled pillows of the unmade bed, a testament to the passionate night that had transpired mere hours before. As the new day dawned, a sliver of warmth crept through the curtains, landing squarely upon the curvaceous form sprawled across the middle of the mattress.
Slowly, the young woman stirred, her dark lashes fluttering against her honey-hued cheeks. A coy smile played at the corners of her full, rosy lips as she stretched like a sinsuous cat, her lithe, toned body arching sensually beneath the thin, silk sheets. Her shorts-clad bottom peers over her shoulder, wiggling playfully with each movement. Long, wavy chestnut locks cascaded over her shoulders in a tousled, just-out-of-bed mane.
As she awoke, so too did her libido, a fiery desire igniting deep within her loins. She could feel the moist heat building between her thighs, her pussy tingling with anticipation. Her nipples puckered beneath her flimsy cotton tank top, evidence of her body’s growing arousal.
With an uninhibited sigh, the teen rolled onto her back, allowing the sheets to pool at her flat tummy. Her manicured fingers crept beneath the elastic band of her skimpy cotton shorts, teasing the sensitive skin just above her landing strip. The material was damp from her arousal, evidence of her body’s readiness.
She buckled her slender thighs together, hugging them to her chest as she rolled from side to side. The friction against her sensitive nub felt divine, and she Let out a throaty moan as her arousal mounted. The silk sheets caressed her curves like a lover’s touch, spurring her excitement. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest as the sensation built within her body.
Slowly, teasingly, she tugged the shorts down over her hips, her pussy now fully exposed to the cool morning air. Her breath came in shallow, rapid gasps as she slid one hand down over her taut tummy, her fingers dipping between the glistening folds of her womanhood. She was already soaking, her arousal dripping down the crack of her ass and soaking into the bedsheets below.
Her hips began to gyrate instinctively, her pussy clenching rhythmically as she fingered herself with growing intensity. She circled her sensitive clit with the pad of her thumb, rubbing fast, tight circles around the engorged bud. Her free hand crept up beneath her cotton top, teasing the pebbled peaks of her areola through the fabric. She tugged at the hardened nubs, rolling them between her fingers and sending jolts of electricity straight to her throbbing core.
Panting heavily, arching her back against the mattress, she slipped two slender digits into her slick channel, pumping them in and out with growing intensity. Her thumb worked tirelessly over her clit as she finger-fucked herself with abandon, her slickness coating her fingers and dripping down over her puckered asshole. The wet, obscene sounds of her self-love filled the room, the echoes of her own debauchery spurring her towards climax.
Her spine arched, her back bowing eroticly as the tension mounted within her body. Her fingers twisted and plunged, rubbing the sensitive spot deep within her channel as she raced towards ecstasy. With a ragged cry, she fell apart, her virgin pussy clenching rhythmically around her invading fingers as orgasm overtook her. She continued frigging herself through the aftershocks, wanting to prolong her pleasure for as long as possible.
As the initial waves of bliss ebbed, she collapsed back against the mattress, her limbs splayed like a delicious offering. Her chest rose and fell with labored breaths as she tried to regain her composure. A blissed-out grin tugged at the corners of her lips, her eyelids heavy with sated lust. She had satisfied a need this morning, but her appetite remained unsated. It was only a matter of time before she found her next illicit encounter, before she fed the insatiable beast within.
