Jack Off To Me In Your Favorite Color: Trying On Purple Lingerie Fully Nude With Controlled Vibrator

In the sultry confines of her boudoir, the raven-haired vixen known only as Crimson cursed as she struggled with the clasp of her bra. The shimmering purple lingerie, a sheer confection of lace and satin, clung to her curves like a second skin, the delicate fabric silhouetting the rosy peaks of her nipples. With a frustrated sigh, she finally freed herself from the meager undergarments and let them drop to the floor in a whisper of silk.

Standing before the full-length mirror, Crimson struck a pose, one hand on her cocked hip as she admired her reflection. The purple thong hugged the contours of her rounded ass, the daring cut accentuating the toned muscles of her thighs. Her fiery red locks tumbled over her shoulders in tousled waves, framing her heart-shaped face and laughter-lined hazel eyes.

A wicked smile played at the corners of her cherry-red lips as she imagined the countless men who would be jacking off to the sight of her, their cocks hardening behind zippered flies as they stroked themselves toorgasm. Crimson knew her particular brand of voyeuristic exhibitionism was an acquired taste – some men preferred their women more demure, more prim and proper. But that wasn’t Crimson’s style. She reveowed to give her loyal followers something to jerk off to.

With a flick of her manicured fingers, Crimson activated the camera, its bright red light winking at her from the corner of the room. She moved with feline grace, each step a seductive invitation as she slowly stalked toward the king-sized bed draped in sumptuous purple silk. Settling herself on the edge of the mattress, Crimson spread her legs wide, the cool air kissing the damp, heated flesh of her pussy.

Hooking one finger beneath the thin strip of fabric covering her mound, Crimson slowly peeled the thong away, revealing the glistening pink folds of her cunt. She shifted the camera’s angle, ensuring that her viewers could see every intimate detail as she began to touch herself, one finger tracing the dewdrops of moisture gathered at her entrance.

“Mmmm, does this turn you on, baby? Watching me spread my pussy lips open…” Crimson purred, a throaty rumor that sent shivers down the collective spines of a thousand horny men. She circled her fingertip around her swollen clit, the tiny bud peeking out from beneath its hood.

Her other hand crept up to fondle one of her small, pert breasts, fingers pinching and rolling the stiffened nipple until it formed a painfully erect peak. Crimson moaned shamelessly, the wetter suctioning sounds of her arousal filling the room as she slid two fingers deep into her sopping cunt.

Transferring the action to the purple vibrator waiting atop the nightstand, Crimson retrieved the small device and spread her legs further apart, encouraging her viewers to edge closer and watch. She switched the vibrator on, its low hum a teasing counterpoint to her soft moans, and began running the tip up and down her slit, the slippery trail of her own juices providing sweet lubrication.

“Fuck, I’m so wet,” Crimson whimpered, circling her clit with the steady throb of the vibrator. “Soaked by yours eyes on me, imagining what it would be like if you could stick your nice thick cocks right between my legs and fuck me into oblivion.”

She probed her cunt with the vibrator, plunging its length in and out at a steady rhythm, her free hand in constant motion, fingers rubbing and teasing her clit until it stood stiffly erect. Crimson could feel the pressure building low in her belly, the telltale quivering as her orgasm approached.

“ovan, I’m going to come,” she gasped, the device pressed deep inside her clenching sheath, its vibrations rattling her insides as she began to shake and writhe. Her cries escalated in volume and pitch until a wail of raw ecstasy shattered the sultry air, Crimson coming hard against the vibrator strapped to her cunt.

The coil of her orgasm kept winding tighter until she couldn’t take it anymore, her body seizing as her release finally slammed into her. Crimson bucked and jerked through the aftershocks, shaky fingers struggling to turn off the waterfall of sensation still rippling through her.

“Keep jacking off for me, guys,” Crimson panted shakily, “I want you to come so hard you see stars.”