Nerdy Babe Gets Her Pussy Pounded Hard

“A Nerdy Babe’s Naughty Wake-Up Call”

It was a lazy Sunday morning, and Tiffany, a curvy school pupil with a nerdy attraction, was nonetheless nestled comfortably in her mattress, quick asleep. Her wild, chestnut hair was splayed throughout the pillow, and her halter high had ridden up barely, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her toned midriff. The delicate flutter of her lashes towards her cheeks recommended she was misplaced within the midst of an thrilling dream.

Suddenly, her cellphone buzzed with an incoming video name. Tiffany stirred, slowly rising from her slumber, and fumbled for her telephone on the nightstand. She squinted on the display, struggling to make out the caller ID. It was her greatest pal, Jenna.

“Rise and shine, sleepyhead!” Jenna’s cheerful voice chimed via the audio system.

Tiffany grinned, her eyes nonetheless half-closed. “Ugh, what time is it? I was having the best dream…”

Jenna chuckled. “It’s a quarter past noon, baby. Time to wake up and greet the world!”

Tiffany stretched languidly, her voluptuous breasts straining towards the skinny cloth of her high. She sat up, leaning again towards the headboard, and glanced on the digicam telephone, realizing it was nonetheless on. “Oh, let me just… hold on,” she mentioned, rapidly turning off the video perform.

But Jenna had gotten an eyeful of Tiffany’s barely clothed physique, and her mischievous thoughts began churning with concepts. “Hey, let’s make things interesting. I dare you to let me watch while you give yourself a nice, long… wake-up session.”

Tiffany blushed, feeling a sudden heat between her thighs. “Jenna! I can’t do that!”

Jenna purred, “Oh, come on, Tiff. It’s just us girls. Besides, I bet you’ve been craving some ‘me time’ lately. And I promise I’ll keep it strictly business… from the waist down.”

Tiffany hesitated, her coronary heart racing on the thought. Part of her knew it was naughty, however one other half was intrigued by the concept of placing on a present for her greatest pal. With a mischievous grin, she flipped the digicam again on.

“Alright, you devil,” Tiffany mentioned, biting her decrease lip. “But you better not tell a soul, got it?”

Jenna giggled. “Cross my heart. Now, why don’t you start by giving yourself a nice little taste test?”

Tiffany lay again, reaching right down to hook her thumbs beneath the waistband of her boy shorts. Slowly, tantalizingly, she peeled them off, revealing her slick, naked pubic mound. She introduced her fingers to her lips, sucking on them seductively earlier than trailing them down her physique.

Her contact made her shiver, and she or he let loose a gentle moan as she began to pleasure herself. The feeling of her personal fingers stroking her clit despatched electrical waves via her physique. She started to writhe on the mattress, her hips bucking in time with the rhythm of her hand.

Jenna watched in awe, her eyes glued to the display. “That’s it, baby,” she inspired. “Feels good, doesn’t it?”

Tiffany nodded weakly, too targeted on the pleasure coursing via her to reply verbally. Her respiratory grew heavier, her chest heaving with every thrust of her fingers.

“You’re doing so well, Tiff,” Jenna praised. “I bet you’re ready for something a little bigger, aren’t you?”

Without ready for a response, Jenna reached off-camera, returning with a realistic-looking silicone dildo. She propped the telephone up strategically, giving Tiffany an ideal view.

“Watch this, sweetie. I want you to imagine it’s you, fucking yourself senseless with this big, hard cock.”

Jenna introduced the toy to her lips, suckling the pinnacle seductively earlier than trailing it down her chest. She teased her nipples with it earlier than slipping it between her thighs, letting out a sultry moan.

Tiffany watched in rapt consideration, her hand nonetheless working her pussy furiously. The sight of Jenna pleasuring herself was nearly an excessive amount of to bear, and her personal orgasm constructed quickly.

“Come on, Tiff,” Jenna urged. “Let me see that pretty little pussy cum. Let it go, baby. I’ve got you.”

With an anguished cry, Tiffany arched her again as her climax washed over her, her pussy clenching round her thrusting fingers. Her juices flowed freely, drenching her fingers and dripping onto the sheets.

“Oh my God, YES!” Jenna exclaimed, her personal orgasm hitting her in the identical immediate. “Fuck, Tiffany! That was so hot!”

The two girls gasped for air, basking within the afterglow of their mutual pleasure. After just a few moments, Jenna grinned at Tiffany via the telephone.

“Not bad, girl. Not bad at all. We should make this a regular thing.”

Tiffany laughed, a dreamy expression on her face. “I think I’m going to love Sundays.”

And with that, the 2 greatest mates hung up, already trying ahead to their subsequent naughty rendezvous. Tiffany stretched out on the mattress, feeling totally happy and content material. Little did she know, this was only the start of an entire new world of erotic adventures anticipate her.