Surprise UPS package and Tryst

Bridget sent me an interesting video; John, This is all for you.
In front of the full-length mirror in her bedroom, she slowly unbuttons her silk blouse, revealing a white lace bra edged with pink lace. It has a little pink bow in the center, nestled between her breasts. She softly caresses the tops of her tits, then unzips her skirt, kicking it to one side. Her panties match the bra, with the ribbon in front. She is wearing thigh-high stockings, again with pink ribbons. She reaches behind her and unfastens the bra. Her breasts are free, and she admires them in the mirror, with their perky, dark nipples.

She slips out of the panties just as the rotating fan swings past her. The breeze feels good on her bare pussy. She places her right foot up onto the velvet ottoman at the foot of her bed rolling the stocking down and off. Then the same with the other leg.
She stands in front of the mirror, naked, preparing for you. She turns looking over her shoulder at the reflection of her firm, smooth ass. My luscious dark hair hangs halfway down to her slender waist. She walks into the bathroom and starts the shower. While the water begins to heat up, she twists her hair up fixing it on top of her head, then she steps into the shower. She backs into the hot water, letting it wet her back and ass, then it flows over her shoulders and down over her breasts, down her belly and between her legs. She turns letting it spray directly on her tits, making her nipples tingle.

She turns again grabbing the bottle of shower gel. She squirts some directly onto her breasts, imagining it’s my cum as she massages it in. She squeezes, rubbing and stroking it down to the nipples, working up a lather. She holds her breasts up pushing them together, imagining it’s me holding her from behind. She can almost feel my hard cock against her lower back. She pumps more gel into her hand, pressing it between her legs. For an instant it feels deliciously cold, before her hot cunt warms it up. She rubs it in, caressing her lips, stroking up and around her clit, then down, pushing two fingers inside herself. She reaches around washing her ass, slipping a soapy finger deep inside. Oh, God, she wishes that was me.

She takes the can of shaving foam squirting some into her hand. She put her right leg up onto the marble stool in the corner, and rubs the cream luxuriously into her pussy. She shaved two days ago, but this is what I want, so this is what she does. She takes a new razor and begins to pull the steel across her silky-soft pussy, carefully pinching and pulling aside her clit and lips. It feels so good, and she takes care to do a good job for me. Once done, she runs her fingers up and down every little fold and crease to be sure. She rather I check her with my tongue, but I’m not there. She begins to rhythmically rub her clit with one hand, while fucking herself with the fingers of the other hand, the hot water running down her naked body. She already feels an orgasm approaching, so she stops. When she cums, it must be for me, not for her.

She turns off the shower and slides the water off her tits, ass and legs with her hands. She steps out wrapping a huge cotton towel around herself. She imagines me drying her, and once again her hand drifts between her legs, and she feels the slick wetness no towel has hope against. Once dry, she walks naked out into the living room and over to her desk. She let’s her hair down again, because she knows that’s how I like it. She picks up the package from me and opens it. As she tips it up, a USB stick falls out, and she plugs it into her laptop. She fires up the webcam software, and starts it recording straight to the stick. It’s on the front edge of her desk, pointing directly at her pussy as she stands there. She adjusts the two table lamps to make sure I get the best image possible. She steps back holding up the padded envelope, then pulls out the panties I sent. It’s a silk, deep red, g-string. She kneels in front of the camera so that I get a perfect view of her tits. In my email, I told her I kissed the crotch of the panties, so she rubs that part against her nipples for me, making them nice and hard. She stands turning around. She steps into the panties, but before she pulls them all the way up, she bends parting her cheeks, so I can see her tight virgin little asshole. She knows I will like that. She turns again. The silk panties look so pretty on her, and she moves closer to the camera so I can see. Her lips are clearly defined against the soft fabric.

She pulls her large leather chair in front of the camera, and reclines back into it. She lifts her feet up onto the desk, her legs spread wide on either side of the camera. She taped the remote onto the arm of the chair, and she uses it to tilt the camera down and zoom in on her pussy. She begins to rub herself through the silk, pressing it between her lips and against her opening. Soon a damp patch is visible, and she zooms in more for me. She slips her hand inside so she can directly stroke her pussy, getting even wetter, then again soak it up with the silk. She pulls her pussy lips out on either side and touches them together around the fabric. She lifts her ass slipping the panties off. She drapes them across her flat stomach while she shows me her bare pussy, holding back each fold for my pleasure. She pushes the first finger of each hand inside, spreading herself wide. It’s not easy, because she is tight, but she wants me to see deep inside her, imagining slipping my big cock in her. She stretches the panties tight between her hands, pulling the silk back and forth, up and down her pussy, soaking up more of her delicious juices. It feels incredible, but she would rather have my tongue there.

She begins to push the panties into her pussy. Slowly, one little bit at a time, while at the same with rubbing her clit with the other hand. She moans softly in pleasure, and she hopes I can hear it on the video. After about a minute, only a tiny loop of red silk is hanging out of her pussy. The panties are in heaven. She squeezes her lips together and tugs lightly on the loop, not enough to pull the panties out, but enough so it makes her tingle up and down her cunt. She rubs her clit and pulls about an inch out, and the silk feels divine against the delicate skin. Would I lean in and pull the panties out with my teeth? Please? She zooms the camera out so that I can see all of her again. She pushes her tits together and up, then leans her head down to take a nipple between her teeth. She bites gently. She loves to have her nipples bitten – will I do that for her?

She runs her hands up her thighs and back to her pussy. She pinches and rubs the lips, tugging and rolling them, stroking them with the red silk panties. She begins to work her clit in earnest. She settles into her favorite rhythm, her middle finger on the hood, just above the nub, in a smooth, circular motion. Normally, her other hand would have fingers inside, but her cunt is filled with red silk, so she tugs on the panties. She zooms in again so I can see how the tugging motion moves her lips in and out. Even with the silk soaking up her juices, there is a glisten to the skin, because she is so turned on by the thought of what I’ll do with these panties when I get them back. She rubs faster and harder, and she can feel it start to build. She quickly zooms out the camera – she wants me to see her face and whole body as the orgasm slams through her.

She closes her eyes tightly, her breath comes shallow and fast. Her breasts jiggle as she rubs harder and faster until her hand is just a blur on the laptop screen. She pulls hard on the panties, and the sensation of the silk sliding out of her pussy, past her lips, pushes her off the orgasmic cliff. She feels the falling sensation, stars in front of her eyes, and she cries out in ecstasy. Her chin presses down on her chest as her body convulses, tightens, her knees come up and together, her hand clutches her cunt, the other digs its fingers into her left breast, the wet panties dangling. She slowly recovers, opens her eyes, the breathing relaxes, she releases her grip on her tit. She presses the panties back between her legs, determined to soak up every drop for me. She puts them up against her face inhaling the intoxicating scent of her arousal. Soon, I’ll do the same.

She opens a zip lock bag dropping the red silk panties into it, much darker now with her moisture.