I want you inside! Horny babe masturbate while webchat with her best friend

The sultry click of the computer mouse was music to Satina’s ears as she logged into her webcam chat, her heart already racing with anticipation. She knew exactly who she would encounter on the other side of the screen – her dearest friend, and secret lover, Kira. A wicked grin spread across Satina’s lush, pink lips as she called the name that had become her own personal mantra.

“Kira,” she purred into the webcam, “I’ve been waiting for you all day.”

The screen flickered to life, revealing the gorgeous visage of Satina’s best friend and confidante. Kira’s raven tresses tumbled around her face in wanton disarray, her succulent lips parted to reveal nibbled plumpness. Her ample bosom heaved with each breath, straining against the silken restraints of her black lace bra.

“Satina, my darling,” Kira breathed, her emerald eyes smoldering with lust. “I’ve thought of nothing but you since we last spoke.”

Satina shivered with delight, her nipples already stiffening beneath the thin fabric of her crop top. She arched her back languidly, giving Kira a tantalizing view of her flat stomach and narrow waist. “I’m aching to be touched, Kira. I need you so badly.”

Kira groaned audibly, her hand drifting down to cup her full breast. “I can’t stand it any longer,” she growled. “I’m going to make you mine, Satina. I’m going to take you to the heights of ecstasy and back again.”

With that promise, Kira began to strip, her deft fingers making quick work of the hooks and clasps that held her garments in place. Her lustrous mane cascaded down her back as she cast aside her bra, revealing pert, rosy nipples that stiffened into painful knots.

Satina swallowed thickly, desire surging through her veins like a fever. She shimmied out of her own top and jeans, leaving her clad in nothing but a skimpy pair of lace panties and silk stockings. The flimsy material of her undergarments did little to conceal the damp patch that had already formed, betraying her arousal.

“Touch yourself for me, baby,” Kira commanded, her voice a husky whisper. “Let me watch you pleasure yourself, just like you would if you were alone in your bedroom at night.”

A wanton moan spilled from Satina’s lips as she reached down, her fingers slipping beneath the elasticated waistband of her panties. She was already so wet, her intimate folds slick and swollen with need. Two slender digits delved between her soft folds, tracing the seam of her sex with maddening slowness.

“Oh yes,” Kira hissed, her own hand disappearing beneath the covers pooled at her waist. “You’re so beautiful, Satina. I want to taste every inch of you.”

To punctuate her words, Kira dragged the flat of her tongue along the seam of her own sex, lapping up the nectar that had already begun to trickle from her core. She groaned at the taste of herself upon her tongue, her hips starting to undulate with wicked abandon.

Satina whimpered with pleasure, her digits picking up speed. She plunged two fingers deep inside her weeping channel, her thumb finding her sensitive nub and rubbing in tight, rapid circles. Pleasure shot through her body like bolts of lightning, setting every nerve ending alight with need.

“Kira,” she gasped, her free hand groping at her own breast. “I’m so close. I’m going to come all over these fingers if I keep going like this.”

“Then do it,” Kira panted, her hips rolling in wanton rhythm. “Let me see you fall apart. Let me hear those pretty little whimpers spilling from your lips.”

Her words were all the encouragement Satina needed. She threw her head back, her mouth opening into a perfect ‘O’ as she rode out her climax. Her inner muscles clamped down on her invading digits, wringing every last drop of ecstasy from her body.

“Oh fuck,” Kira groaned, her own orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave. “I’m coming. I’m coming so fucking hard, Satina.”

The two women collapsed back onto their respective beds, chests heaving as they struggled for breath. Their bodies glistened with a sheen of perspiration, mouths curved in sated smiles.

“I love you,” Satina murmur, her eyes already drifting shut. “I’ll always love you, Kira.”

And with that, both women drifted off to sleep, the memory of their shared passion lingering long after they’d been parted by the digital expanse that separated them.