SEXY INDIAN COLLEGE GIRL WITH NICE ASS ON LIVE CAM SHOW MASTURBATING

Title: “Caught in the Act: An Indian College Cutie Caught on Cam”

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to real events or persons is purely coincidental.

Preface:
The author of this lurid tale is fully aware that this story contains explicit sexual content and mature themes. Its purpose is to titillate and entertain the reader, and whilst the characters are fictional, the descriptions are vivid and the situations are intended to arouse. If you are easily offended by any kind of sexual material, or are under the legal age for accessing such content, then stop reading this now.

And now, without any further ado, let the show begin.

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The camera panned across the dimly lit dorm room, taking in every detail. The queen-sized bed was unmade, with crumpled sheets and pillow scattered about. On the nightstand, a glass of water sweated in the warmth of the room. Scattered clothes lay tossed aside, a colorful kaleidoscope of fabric and textures. The only other furnishing was a simple wooden desk, upon which sat a battered old laptop.

The clicking of the door handle was barely audible against the ambient sound of the room, but for anyone within, it was unmistakable. The hinges creaked and the door swung open, revealing the outline of a feminine figure standing in the doorway. She hesitated for just a moment before stepping into the room and closing the door behind her.

As if feeling the weight of invisible eyes, she turned her head to the side. “Hello?” she called out, her voice squeaking with a mix of confusion and apprehension. “Is anyone there?” Silence was the only reply. With a shrug, she stepped further into the room. The camera zoomed in, showing her in stark detail. She was a stunning Indian beauty, with flawless cocoa skin and long, dark hair that cascaded down her back. She wore a simple tank top that strained against her ample bosom and fit firmly over her small, toned belly. Below, her long legs were clad in boy-cut shorts that hugged the curves of her ass to perfection.

With a deep sigh, she flopped down onto the bed and reached for her laptop. As the screen flickered to life, a familiar red hand reached out to intercept its glowing form. “Oh, that’s right,” she mumbled, “no internet today.” She tossed the computer aside and rolled onto her back, her hands drifting down to play with the hem of her top.

In a swift motion, she pulled the shirt over her head and tossed it carelessly aside. The camera feasted upon the sight of her bare breasts, full and heavy, the dusky nipples puckered in the cool air of the room. Her hands drifted to her shorts, unfastening the button and sliding the zipper down, revealing the hint of lacy panties beneath. With a wiggle of her hips, she slid the shorts over her legs and kicked them away.

Now fully nude, she rolled onto her stomach and stretched languidly like a tempting cat in the sun. The camera zoomed in, drinking in the sight of her pert bottom, each globe like a ripe, juicy peach begging to be squeezed and bit into. Her fingers drifted down to play with the tiny string of her thong and bit back a giggle.

With a little moan, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slowly pulled them down, revealing a tiny thatch of dark curls and the tantalizing hint of pink flesh beneath. She flipped onto her back and spread her legs, giving a perfect view of her smooth brown pussy, glistening with dew. Her fingers drifted lower, running down the delicate skin of her inner thighs before coming to rest against her wet folds.

She circled her clit with the pad of her index finger, sending jolts of pleasure through her. Baldylikethesun mine shook with need as she stroked her sensitive button. She bit back a moan of pleasure, her resolve to stay quiet for her roommate shaking. Her free hand found her breast, pinching and fondling it in tandem with her fingers on her clit.

“Fuck,” she gasped, her hips rolling forward in search of more friction. She toyed with her clit faster and faster, pleasure building hot and tight in her stomach. Her pussy clenched around nothing and she slipped a finger inside her tight passage, curling it just right to stroke that special spot that made her toes curl.

“Oh god,” she whimpered, her hips rutting against her hand. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” Her pussy tightened, her cunt working her finger faster and faster as she chased her orgasm.

With a keening cry, her pussy spasmed, juices squirting out to soak her fingers and drip down into the crumpled sheets. She collapsed back onto the bed, her chest heaving as the last waves of her climax rippled through her.

A darkness hung in the air, thick and heavy with unspoken tension. The camera panned to the corner of the room, highlighting a figure cloaked in shadows. A glint of something metallic catching the light drew the eye, hinting at a hidden threat.

The specter shifted, a ghostly hand reaching out to the wall. In a flash of white, a flame came to life, casting the room in a hellish glow. From his vantage point in the shadows, the intruder drank in the sight of his quarry splayed out before him, naked and vulnerable.

“Hello, little one,” he purred, his voice dripping with lust and menace. “I do hope you don’t mind me join-”

The camera abruptly cut to black, severing the moment of revelation and leaving the viewer suspended in a maddening limbo, forever denied the climax of this sexy, suspenseful tale. But one thing is certain – this is one college girl thot who is not soon to be forgotten!