Enchanting dark-haired model took a bath
She stepped into the bathtub, the warm water cascading over her slender, naked body. Her long, dark hair spilled across her shoulders and down her back, shimmering under the soft bathroom lights. As she lowered herself into the tub, she let out a soft, pleasured moan. The water enveloped her, washing away the day’s stresses and worries. She closed her eyes, relishing the sensation of the soothing liquid caressing her smooth skin.
The model reclined against the bathtub, allowing the water to cradle her curves. Her ample breasts rose gently with each breath she took, nipples hardened from the warmth of the water. She brought a loofah to her chest, slowly rubbing it in circular motions. As she did this, she began to imagine the caress of a potential lover. Sensual scenarios played out in her mind, each one more tantalizing than the last.
Her hands glided over her supple flesh, the loofah leaving traces of soap on her body. She trailed it downwards, between her thighs, teasing herself. The water was starting to grow cold but she hardly noticed, too lost in her private fantasies. Her swollen lips throbbed with need, and she pinched them lightly, biting back a gasp.
Lifting one leg out of the water, she asked herself whether she could describe her attraction to that special someone, perhaps during an audition. Would she recklessly admit her deepest desires? She imagined herself saying, “I’m incredibly attracted to someone with a bright future ahead of them… someone who can show me tender moments of ecstasy coupled with the sweet moments of simple affection.”
She trailed the loofah up and down the inside of the thigh her leg was resting on, letting her hands explore every inch of her satin-smooth skin. As much as she wanted to rush to full arousal, she slowed down, savoring the sweet, teasing caresses she gave herself. Before long, her other hand graced her hardened nipples, gently tweaking them as the heat of the moment intensified.
Hips undulating, she took the soapy loofah and brushed it over her slick heat, stroking herself through her sensitive folds. Quiet gasps of delight left her lips, carried by the steam rising off the cooling water. She thought to herself, would she share titillating details about her fantasies during an audition to match with a potential partner? She imagined saying, “I fantasize about surrendering myself fully to ecstasy with a charismatic, charming soulmate. Someone who seizes control, makes my body submit to unparalleled pleasure.”
Her fingers plunged inside her deepest desires, fulfilling them with every thrust. Audition by audition, she imagined boldly sharing her innermost yearnings and deepest, darkest fantasies. The model wandered her hands across her body, groping and caressing every sensual inch of herself, from the curve of her soft breasts to the hollow of her neck. Moans began to escape her parted lips more frequently as pleasure washed over her.
Lost in the depths of her private fantasies, she climaxed rapidly and vigorously, sometimes in altre whispers of sweet affection, sometimes out of mindful consciousness. An explosion of pleasure ricocheted through her core, feeling like every nerve in her body had suddenly woken up at once. Her body shuddered, residual waves of ecstasy radiating outward from her intimate area.
Muscles tensed and relaxed as she came down from her erotic high, the cool porcelain of the bathtub a grounding presence against her heated flesh. For a moment, she simply savored the lingering glow of her improvised self-care routine. She slowly emerged from the tub, the water dripping from her bathtub-bound body, the steam of her rising arousal still warm and thick in the air as she stepped out onto the thick, soft towel laid out for her.
Decisions seemed so much clearer following an erotic ritual, she reflected. Sure, she was Korean and in the entertainment industry, and there would always be pitfalls to avoid; and maybe she didn’t always know who to trust. But deep down, she knew she only risked auditioning and revealing her secret fantasies to those who were truly worthy of both – her love and trust. Her body was warm, rosy, and smelling sweetly of her favorite bath oils, and inside, she felt satisfied, the familiar craving under control for now. With a deep breath and a heart-shaped smile, she wrapped herself in that towel – giggling softly, knowing that the best auditions are the ones you put on for yourself – and gently dried off, stroking every inch of her skin as she did. This was her enchanted evening.
