Horny Latina Rips thick pantyhose and squirts

The sultry Latina beauty slinked onto the bed, her curvaceous figure encased in shimmering black pantyhose. She rubbed her thighs together, the silky material rasping seductively as her breath quickened with anticipation. Glancing around with a naughty glint in her eyes, she reached for the strappy high heels at the foot of the bed and slipped them on. The stilettos accentuated her toned calves and made her already expansive ass look even more delectable in the stretched pantyhose.

Laying back, she arched her back and slid a hand across her generous bust, her nipples visibly pebbled beneath the thin fabric of her low-cut top. Teasingly, she traced a finger down her cleavage and across her flat tummy before stopping at the waistband of her pantyhose. She smiled wickedly to herself, then slowly, deliberately, she started to roll the hosiery down over her wide hips.

Inch by inch, her bronzed skin was revealed – the swell of her buttocks, the dip of her navel, the smooth planes of her thighs. As more of her body emerged from the clingy pantyhose, she grew more aroused, her breathing becoming ragged. Suddenly, as they reached her knees, she yanked sharply downward with both hands, ripping the snug material up the middle. The sound was loud and satisfying, like tearing silk, and it made the Latina moan with lust.

Tossing the ruined pantyhose aside, she spread her legs invitingly, the blue lace of her thong soaked through with her juices. She rubbed herself through the flimsy barrier, her slickness makes the thin fabric nearly translucent. Circling her clit with practiced strokes, she let out lascivious sounds of pleasure. Slipping a hand inside the thong, she penetrated herself with two fingers, plunging deep into her dripping sex. Her pussy clenched hungrily around the digits, drawing them in deeper.

All the while, she writhed on the bed wantonly, her breasts jiggling and quaking with each roll of her hips. She thrust her fingers faster as she rubbed her clit with the other hand, building pressure in her core. Her moans grew higher pitched and more urgent, “Sí, papi, así, me hace sentir tan bien!” she panted desperately. “Voy a…¡Me vengo!”

With a long, guttural groan she convulsed violently, her cunt pulsing and squirting around her fingers in a gush of feminine nectar. Juice splattered her tummy, stained her tank top, soaked into the bedsheets as she rutted frantically, forcing out every last drop from her quaking sheath. “ohhhh fuck, fuck, yes, yes,” she gasped deliriously, massaging her throbbing clit as the intensely pleasurable sensations washed over her.

Finally, spent, she collapsed back, legs splayed open, a lewdly satisfied smirk on her damp face. Her sex was swollen and glistening, fluids still oozing from her fluttering entrance. She looked down at the mess she’d made and giggled, wickedly pleased with herself. “Mmm…that was so much fun,” she purred, lazily caressing her sensitive inner thighs.

Still very much turned on, she reached for the ruined pantyhose nearby, bringing them to her face. Sniffing deeply, she moaned at the scent of her arousal still clinging to the material. The visual of herself ripping them off so eagerly made her pulse race with excitement. She had to have more.

Picking up where she left off, she sucked on the soaked crotch of the pantyhose, tasting herself, swirling her tongue over the spot. Bringing a pantyhose-clad foot up, she wiggled her toes and rubbed her slick essence into them. She stroked her freed tits while sucking her toes clean, reveling in the utterly debauched act.

“¡Dios mío, cómo me gusta estar así!” she exclaimed, needy and horny from the foot worship. She turned her focus back to pleasuring her dripping cunt, plunging fingers inside while frigging her clit with the crumpled pantyhose. She thrust urgently into her wet slippery hole, letting the nylons massage her engorged clit in blissful circles. “I’m gonna…I’m going to…cummmm!” she keened loudly as she came undone again, fluid shooting out to stain the pantyhose she used.

Whimpering, she laid mussed and satisfied, juices soaking the rumpled pantyhose and bedding. She savored the erotic sensations ebbing through her sated body for a few more moments before finally rising. Licking herself off the hosiery like it was the last piece of cake on earth, she gathered up the ruined pantyhose and sauntered off to find a pair of stockings. She had so many naughty images and ideas to try and these tights weren’t going to stop her.

Glancing back at the haphazard bed, slick with the proof of her sexual abandon, she let out a low, approving whistle. “I think I need to do this again soon,” she chuckled deviously. She had certainly gotten all dolled up just to tear herself up inside and be slutty for the camera. It was an amazingly liberating and spectacular experience she couldn’t wait to recreate again.