SVETLANA'S MORNING
Svetlana slowly stroked her perineum with one finger of her right hand. With each movement, the finger descended lower and lower, until her labia opened, beginning to moisten more and more. Soon, the little finger began to move along the entire length of her vulva, which gradually transformed into a beautiful bud.
Svetlana looked at herself in the mirror, becoming more and more aroused. She enjoyed arousing herself slowly, unhurriedly, taking her time. From time to time, she would stop, ceasing the movement of her finger, then continue again. After about fifteen minutes of such sweet languor, she began to insert her finger inside. But not deeply, just one or two knuckles.
Her perineum responded sweetly, sending waves of arousal higher and higher.From time to time, Svetlana would turn her head to the side, close her eyes, and listen to these waves inside her body. Then she would again prop the pillow higher to better see the swollen bud under her fingers, enlist the help of her middle and index fingers, insert them to the full available depth, hold them inside herself, then make a few movements mimicking the motion of a male penis, and suddenly begin to move the tips of her fingers very quickly over her clitoris. And she would achieve her first orgasm.
After that, the girl rested for a while, then inserted her fingers inside again, made circular motions with them, and when she felt that her body was about to be swept by another sweet wave, she extended her other hand toward the source of pleasure. Now the fingers of her right hand were inside, and her left hand was teasing her clitoris.
The second orgasm came faster and was stronger.
After resting a little again, the girl took out the prepared dildo, licked it so it would penetrate her already moist cave more easily, bent her knees, and began slowly inserting the artificial penis into herself. Again, she did it slowly, enjoying the sensation of the entering tool. At first, just as with her fingers, she inserted it only a tiny bit, but with each movement, it sank deeper and deeper until it disappeared to its full depth.
Svetlana held it inside for a while, again listening to the sweet sensations of her filled vagina, then began slowly withdrawing the toy, and when it came out completely with a barely audible squelch, she sank it back in, lying with her eyes closed, prolonging the pleasure. But she wanted a new wave of bliss, and soon her right hand began moving the dildo faster and faster, each time pulling it out completely and immediately sinking it back in to the full depth.
And soon her hand was moving very, very fast. Another moment, and the sunken toy began to cause a fine trembling throughout her entire body. The girl stretched out her legs with a moan and lay for a long time with her eyes closed.
Then her legs bent again, her left hand fluffed the pillow higher to better see what was happening in the mirror. A couple of minutes passed, and a new orgasm arrived. Again, her legs stretched out, again a moan, again a tremor throughout her body, again a short rest, and the continuation of the game. Only now the girl began to tease her clitoris with her left hand, and this immediately evoked a new wave of pleasure.
This continued until complete exhaustion. When she had no strength left, Svetlana took out the toy, placed it on the bed next to her, and tenderly covered it with her palm—let her beloved toy rest until tomorrow morning. And tomorrow everything would repeat in exactly the same order.
When her girlfriends ask why she doesn't want to start relationships with men, she smiles slyly and remains silent. Why would she need a man? Could any man give her such pleasure? They're so selfish.