In the bedroom that stayed dark save for dozens of flickering candles situated on a dresser, Miley stood before the full-length mirror, the familiar flames of excitement coursing through her body. She had been horny all day, but now had a long private moment to satisfy her desires the way she knew how.
She stripped her tanktop over her head with practiced grace, revealing her breasts clad in a bra of such wipsy material she may as well have been naked. Her perfectly pink nipples seemed to glow through the soft fabric.
Miley smiled in the self-satisfaction her tits were so firm, years away from sagging, even with their size that made guys
and
girls drool with lust. Knowing she could turn on so many people turned her on like nothing else.
She reached to unclasp her bra, loudly sighing at the soft material grazing her tits as it slid away. She moaned at their roundness reflected in the mirror and stepped forward.
"Nice tits," Miley whispered aloud, the thrill of the near-forbidden word making her mouth smirk again and pussy lips tingle with warmth. Her matching wispy panties were going to be so wet by the time she took them off- but first things first. She laid her hands on the wall that supported the mirror and moved closer still until her nipples grazed the cool glass. She gave a soft gasp at the sensation, mouth widening orgasmically. "Unh..." She looked to her chest, her reflection making it appear another girl was with her and sharing her ecstasy. Well, she knew of a friend or two she could try that with sometime (and damn if that idea didn't make her wet), but for now she smoothly rubbed her tits against the mirror.
Miley looked her reflection in the eye with a sultry expression, addressing it like it really was a lesbian lover. "You like this, don't you?" she whispered haughtily. "You like rubbing big tits, you dirty slut? You like watching your nipples stiffen and ache?" As if spurred on by the words, Miley's nipples hardened into pink peaks, and she stepped away from the mirror to admire them. "Mmm," she circled her fingers over the nubs, purring with erotic delight.
Oh, to feel every sensation on her luscious tits...she cupped one in her hands, admiring the firmness and heft. Experimentally, she lifted the breast up while leaning her head down, tongue just able to flick over the peak. An unusual feeling, but very satisfying. Miley looked her reflection in the eye again and kept sucking and flicking her tongue on the pink nub of flesh that never softened.
"Such a whore," she purred, and to give the other nipple some attention as well, rolled it between her fingers to keep it hard. A piercing would look good there one of these days...
"Ooh!" Miley released her breasts as the heated sensation in her quim grew stronger. Quickly she pulled away her skirt to confirm any suspicion about dampness on her panties. The moisture had made the silk even more transparent than usual, exposing a pussy perfectly pink and naked, save for a faint patch of dark auburn hair. As fiery as her sexual desires.
Miley let her panties drop to the floor to give her pussy freedom. The center of all her sensations. She wanted to touch it, stroke it, tease it, fuck it, ache and soak her body with its hot juices. Every orgasm was another naughty piece of heaven.
