Big Ass Camgirl

Big Ass Camgirl: A Naughty Night In

The camera flickered on, casting a soft glow over the dimly lit bedroom. Curled up on the plush king-sized bed was Angelica, a luscious blonde bombshell with curves that wouldn’t quit. She was clad in nothing but a sheer, black lace teddy that barely contained her massively buoyant breasts. Her long, toned legs were encased in sheer, shimmering thigh-high stockings that reached up to the lacy tops of her garters. She looked like sin incarnate, a vision of pure, unbridled sexuality.

Angelica stretched languidly, arching her back and thrusting her ample bosom forward. She had been waiting for this moment all day, the chance to undo the buttons on her silky white blouse, slowly revealing the tantalizing swell of her cleavage. Now, with the camera rolling, she could finally indulge in her naughtiest fantasies.

With a sensual wiggle, Angelica shimmied out of her lacy teddy, allowing it to pool in a shimmery heap at her manicured toes. She reached for a wicked looking vibrator, its sleek, curves a perfect fit in her delicate hand. “Mmm,” she purred, “I’ve been saving this baby for a special occasion.”

She ran the smooth tip of the vibrator up her inner thigh, tracing a teasing path ever higher until it nudged against the fluffy blonde curls at the apex of her thighs. With a naughty grin, she flicked the switch, and the vibrator hummed to life, its steady purr filling the room as she pressed it against her most sensitive spots.

Angelica’s head fell back against the pillows, her long blonde tresses spilling over the white cotton duvet. Her full, pouty lips parted as soft moans of pleasure escaped, her chest heaving with each undisguised gasp. The vibrator whirred against her most intimate places, sending shockwaves of sensation through her body.

“Oh, that feels so good,” she panted, her voice breathy with excitement. “I can’t wait to feel a real cock stretching me out, filling me up… but this will have to do for now.”

She spread her legs wider, welcoming the vibrator inside her steamy, slick folds. She gyrated her hips, working the toy in and out, defining her tightened walls around it. Her free hand reached up to cup her bouncing tits, kneading the supple flesh and tweaking her stiff nipples.

“That’s it,” she breathed, “Teasing my toy, all alone… you like watching me, don’t you? You love watching me play with myself, touch myself, drive myself wild…”

Her words were punctuated by breathy mewls and kittenish cries as she fucked herself, her pussy gripping the vibrator as she imagined it was something else—something longer, harder, more real. She bucked her hips, grinding the toy against her throbbing clit, toying with her tight, puckered asshole.

“I’m getting close,” she whined, “So close to cumming, to exploding… I need more. I need it so bad…”

She reached over to a nearby drawer, pulling out the next item in her toybox—a thick, curved dildo, meant to hit all the right spots. With a wicked grin, she brought it to her mouth, slicking it with her spit before pressing it to her weeping entrance.

“I’ve waited so long for this moment,” she moaned, “I’ve waited to be filled, to be stretched, to be used. I want to be your sex toy, your fuck doll… I want you to use me, to claim me, to ruin me…”

With a deep, guttural moan, she plunged the dildo deep inside her dripping hole, burying it to the hilt. She wasted no time, immediately starting to fuck herself with it, pulling it out and slamming it back in again and again, each thrust harder and faster than the last. Her pussy made obscene wet noises as she slaved that massive fake cock, her entire body flush with arousal.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she screamed, “Fuck me, fuck me harder! I’m getting close, so close… I’m going to cum, I’m going to explode… I’m cumming! I’M CUMMING!”

Her body convulsed, her pussy clamping down hard on the dildo as she rode the wave of her intense orgasm. Her back arched clear off the bed, her toes curling in ecstasy as she gushed her release, flooding the toy and the bed beneath her with her honeyed juices.

Finally spent, Angelica collapsed back on the bed, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. She let the dildo slide from her still fluttering hole, a sheet of her slick coating it as it dropped to the bed. She reached a shaking hand down to scoop up some of her spendings, bringing it to her mouth and licking her fingers clean.

“Mmm,” she purred, “I taste so sweet… and I bet you wish you could taste me too…”

With a suggestive wink and a blown kiss to the camera, she reached over and switched it off, leaving her audience aching for more. But they would have to wait, yearn, and crave until next time. Until then, all they could do was savor the memories of the sinfully seductive Angelica and her naughty night alone with her toys.