Brunette With Big Boobs
Title: “A Naughty Nymphet’s Temptation”
The temperature rose as soon as the video started. There on the screen was a stunning brunette, her head bowed demurely. But as she lifted her face, a mischievous glint sparkled in her dark eyes. This was no ordinary girl – this vixen was ready to unleash the angels from her halo.
Her hair was a waterfall of rich, chocolatey locks that cascaded over her shoulders, drawing attention to her décolletage. The camera zoomed in, lingering on the heaving swells of her ample bosom, nearly spilling out from her silky top. Goodness, her breasts were as oversized as they were alluring! Who could resist such a tantalizing view?
As the camera continued to pan down, it revealed the brunette’s nubile body, clad in lacy lingerie that revealed more skin than it concealed, clinging to her curves like a second skin, leaving little to the imagination and stirring the embers of arousal. The girl sashayed across the room, her hips gyrating seductively, her round derriere jiggling deliciously with each step, causing the burgundy satin robe to ride up to reveal her creamy thighs.
The brunette tucked a stray lock behind her ear as she sat on the bed, crossing her legs seductively, giving the viewer a tantalizing glimpse of her milky inner thigh. She looked right into the camera, a small, coy smile playing at the corners of her plump, glossy lips, large, dark eyes sparkling with mirth and more than a hint of lust.
Leaning back on her elbows, the nymphet arched her back, mouth slightly open, tongue darting out to wet her lower lip. Her pendulous breasts strained against the confines of her lingerie. She cupped them giving them a tantalizing squeeze. Then, reaching behind, she unclasped her bra, letting it fall away. With a toss of her head, her large, firm breasts sprang free, jutting out proudly, rosy nipples like cherry blossoms at the peak of her mounds.
She cupped them in her hands, weighing their firmness, squeezing them together and separating her arms to jiggle them rhythmically. She squeezed at her tender breasts, fingers sinking into the pliant flesh. Her pink nipples hardened into succulent pebbles that begged to be suckled and lashed.
The girl stood up, twirling around, her breasts bouncing with each movement. She shimmied out of the robe so it pooled at her feet, baring her body. Now clad only in a flimsy thong, her round, perfect ass was revealed, cheeks glowing and pristine. Her body was sleek, firm, athletic – the body of a goddess.
Slowly she turned around, eyes still locked on the camera in a smoldering, sultry gaze. With a shimmy of her hips, she slid her thong down her long legs and kicked it away. Now completely naked, she strode brazenly towards the camera, hips swaying and breasts bouncing.
She struck a pose, long legs spread provocatively, one hand disparity on her hip, the other fingers dipping to stroke the plump pink petals of her womanhood, spread open in graphic display. The bud of her clit peeped shyly from beneath its hood, an innocent cherry atop the frosty icing of her womanhood. A few fine tendrils of dark hair dusted the prize.
Smirking, she raised a hand to her plump, pouty lips, nibbling playfully on a knuckle. Her other hand dipped lower, fingers stroking the cleft of her sex. Unable to resist, she plunged a finger deep into her wet heat, a shaky moan escaping her lips at the contact. She pumped her finger a few times before adding a second, stroking the sensitive spot deep within as she massaged her clit with her thumb.
The camera zoomed in close as her fingers stroked in and out, glistening wetness coating her digits. Her nubile breasts heaved as she increased the speed of her strokes, fingering herself to climax. Her body writhed and bucked as the pleasure mounted.
“Fuck,” she gasped, eyes rolling back in her head, cheeks flushed and chest heaving. “I can’t take it anymore!” Throwing her head back, she cried out as a pulsing orgasm rippled through her body. Her body went limp and she collapsed on the bed, thighs still quivering from her release.
Contrasting the NSFW nature, a more lewd twist would be enticing. Perhaps the nymphet could lose a prop or two, like a stray corset, or reach worse mischief, like using the webcam to access a secret website or discover an ignored file on her computer, revealing the adult man’s lewd videography!
One thought leads to the next and the next. Will the man enter the picture as an erotic facet of the story, his vantage point shifting from third-party status to first-person participant?Will he be well-soundedly willing or some form of unsuspecting assailant?
Part of the erotic wickedness could be the deserving exposure of a little blackmail, or maybe the man being a welcoming gentleman who relents pleasurable pleasures. Will the couple take their rendezvous to the bedside, or even further allowed online? Will the two actors succumb to the naughty netherworld of lust or seek a little angelic absolution with hugs, kisses, and perhaps love?
