Natalia Kapretti, a stunning and sensual woman, woke up early in the morning feeling a slight discomfort in her lower abdomen. She'd been enjoying a decadent dinner with her lover the night before, and the rich food seemed to have taken its toll on her digestive system. As she slowly rose from her luxurious bed, she felt the familiar urge to use the bathroom.
Walking towards the en-suite, she clenched her ass cheeks together, trying to repress the sudden surge of wetness between her legs. Her mind was already flooded with dirty thoughts; she couldn't help but imagine how it would feel to have her lover's thick, hard cock buried deep inside her, filling her up and making her whole.
Natalia reached the bathroom andlocked the door behind her. She undid her pajama bottoms and shirt, letting them drop to the floor. She stood before the toilet, her slender body bathed in cool morning sunlight, and let out a soft sigh of relief as she sat down on the cold porcelain. The moment she released the pressure she'd been holding for so long, a warm gush of liquid flowed out of her, filling the bowl nearly to the brim.
She reached back and pressed one finger into her slick, dripping pussy, moaning softly as the cool air made contact with her sensitive flesh. Her other hand dove between her legs, probing deeper, searching for that sweet spot that always sent shivers of pleasure racing through her body.
She slid a second finger into her wetness, curling them both in a gentle fist, and began moving them in and out, in time with the soft, steady rhythm of her stream. Her hips bucked forward, meeting the resistance of her fingers, over and over again. She could feel the muscles in her stomach clenching and unclenching, adding to the intensity of her own touch.
Natalia leaned forward, resting her forehead against the cool tile, and gripped the edge of the toilet seat with one hand, using it to keep her balance. With the other hand, she pinched her nipples, drawing small circles around them, then rolled them between her fingers. She moaned loudly, the sound echoing through the silent apartment, her entire body trembling with the onslaught of pleasure.
She pulled her fingers out of her pussy, slicked them with saliva, and pushed them back in, faster now, harder. Her moans turned into grunts, and the slap of her wet, greedy cunt against her fingers filled the small space. Natalia felt herself getting closer, her whole body tensing, and then she exploded into a long, shuddering orgasm, crying out in ecstasy as hot, sticky waves of pleasure coursed through her.
When it was finally over, she remained there, panting, her body still trembling. She let out a long, slow breath, and reached down to retrieve her fingers, coating them once more with the sweet, salty wetness of her own arousal. She stood up, slowly pulling the plug with her toes, and watching the water swirl around, carrying away the evidence of her recent indulgence.
Looking in the mirror, she smiled, a satisfied smile that reached deep into her eyes. "Not bad, Natalia," she whispered to herself. "Not bad at all."
