A electro-hitachi makes Aoi’s beautiful Japanese twat cum!
The cameras rolled as the nubile young Japanese beauty named Aoi lay back on the bed, docile and cooperative for her first solo hardcore porn performance. At only 18 years old, her petite frame barely filled out the skimpy pink lace lingerie chosen for her first strip scene. But as she ran her delicate hands over her supple curves, Aoi knew her tight body and irresistible natural beauty would more than make up for her limited experience.
Aoi turned to face the mirror and slowly peeled off her matching bra and panties. Her perky D-cup breasts bounced free, topped with pale pink nipples already stiffening under the hot studio lights. Between her legs, a neatly trimmed landing strip of black pubic hair hid the glistening pink folds of her virgin pussy. Coached by the director, Aoi hiked up her panties again, letting the thin lace snag on her hardening clit as she teased herself. Slowly, she rolled the panties down her long legs, revealing more and more of her silky smooth nethers.
With a coquettish wink into the camera, Aoi kicked the panties away and splayed herself open fully, showcasing her tight slit. Completely bare, except for a tiny silver ring piercing her hood. Already wet just from the teasing, the revelation of her namely micro-pussy had Aoi blushing from head to toe. She slid a finger slowly up and down her dewy slit, feeling how wet she already was.
“Mmm, someone’s eager…” the director purred. Aoi knew she couldn’t disappoint her first time out. She plunged two slim fingers into her tight hole, gasping at the stretch as she pumped them in and out. Her other hand squeezed her tits, carcaring the hard points between thumb and finger.
But Aoi was more than ready for the main event. The moment she’d been dreaming about since signing on to her first hardcore shoot. The shimmering navy-blue sex toy, the climax of the scene, finally appeared in her grasp. The Hitachi wand with its famous domed head thrummed to life between Aoi’s thighs.
“Ahhh!” Aoi cried out sharply as she rubbed the roaring head against her needy clit. Electric jolts cracked along her nerves, centered on her hypersensitive button. Aoi thrashed her head, fighting the urge to simply collapse, to lose herself to the powerful vibrations wracking her body. So this was what the fuss was about. The Hitachi certainly lived up to its advanced reputation.
On film, Aoi swore she could still see the blue neon script flashing: THIS DEVICE HAS NOT BEEN APPROVED FOR USE AS A SEXUAL AID. But the tanned producer and photographer cackled lecherously, too enraptured by her debauchery to care about FDA warnings. Aoi moaned uncontrollably as the wand spa…
