The bathroom was steamy, the air thick with the scent of floral soap. Sunlight filtered through the frosted window, casting a hazy glow on her wet skin. She was nervous, her hands trembling slightly as she lathered up her sexy tits.
"Okay," she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible above the running water. "Just… relax."
She ran the soapy sponge down her stomach, pausing as it traced the curve of her hip. Her eyes drifted to the big dildo resting on the edge of the sink. It was bigger than she'd imagined, a dark, imposing shape against the white porcelain.
A wave of heat washed over her face. She knew what she wanted, what she’d been fantasizing about for weeks, but the reality felt… different. Her fingers traced the small tattooed rose on her lower back as she turned off the water, her breath hitching in her chest. She dried herself quickly, grabbing a bottle of lubricant she'd bought especially for tonight.
She lay down on the bath mat, her heart pounding against her ribs. She wanted this *so* bad, so the masturbating starts gently at the clit. A shy fingering that turns slowly, into a more confident exploration, a teasing.
Her round ass felt exposed, vulnerable, but also… aroused. Slowly, she applied the lubricant to the head of the big dildo, the cool gel a stark contrast to her heated skin. She took a deep breath and, guiding the dildo with her fingers, pressed it against her entrance. It stung, a sharp, unfamiliar sensation. She paused, her muscles clenching.
"It's okay," she murmured, encouraging herself to relax and open up. With another deep breath, she pushed forward, the dildo sliding in slowly. It hurt, a stretching, burning pain that made her want to stop. But she persisted, pushing through the discomfort, driven by a powerful mixture of curiosity and desire. She focused on her breathing, trying to find a rhythm.
As the dildo slid further in, the pain subsided, replaced by a strange, unfamiliar fullness. She started to move, rocking her hips gently, exploring the new sensations blooming inside her. Theanus stretching was intense, almost too much to bear, but something inside of her thrilled at the feeling. The dildo pressed deeper, pushing past the initial tightness. With each thrust, a wave of pleasure washed over her, building in intensity.
She pushed harder, faster, her body arching off the mat. A moan escaped her lips, building into a ragged cry as she neared the edge. Her entire body tensed, then exploded in a wave of pure, raw pleasure. An orgasm ripped through her, shaking her from head to toe. She gripped the dildo tightly, her muscles clenching around it. She had been ass destroyed… and had loved every second of it.
Her body trembled and the soapy water was still draining. Her wet body rested exhausted, as she removed the dildo she could feel the warm fluid leaking out as a sign of her first time. With her body resting after all this she could already feel herself wanting to go again.
