CelesteRusso

I love this space, here I can tell you a lot more about myself, my tastes and what I don't like so much, my hobbies, the story of how I became a webcam model and all those little things that can create a more intense atmosphere. closeness with you. I hope to connect to another level.

I am new in this sector, when I arrived I had no idea of anything, I was really very inexperienced in all this. I have only been there for a very short time and I am aware that I still have a lot to learn and experiment with, but I can say that I have more knowledge about my body and I know things I would never have imagined before. I had never masturbated, I had never really wanted to do it and when I started doing it here consciously, I discovered how much I enjoyed it and I have to accept that I started doing it alone in my room and little by little I took pleasure in it. It is still a little hidden topic for me, because it is not something I talk a lot about in my usual environments, but here I can free myself more, that is why I dare to ask questions about these topics that I still do not understand and I really like them.

It's raining. Drops slowly fall out of the window. It's winter and it's cold even though my body is burning inside. Tomorrow I have a literature exam and the grades are piling up on the table. My head is divided between continuing my studies or letting myself be carried away by the passion and the fire that hides under my panties. Finally, the temptation triumphs of the pulse. I take my cell phone and write a message to Pablo. "I'm at the university library, I want to see you. " It takes him no more than a minute to answer me: "I'm going to dress up and I'm going to. My heart starts to beat very hard and my mind is immersed in a million obscene thoughts. I remember the other day at his place: his body next to mine, slowly unbuttoning my shirt buttons, eagerly licking my breasts, I riding him. No one had ever turned me so on. I'm even more excited. "Hello," Pablo interrupts my thoughts. He pulls a chair and sits at the next table. He takes the notes out of his backpack and puts them on top. He's so beautiful.. This tight shirt and this boxer that sticks out of the edge of the jeans. I can't wait to take them off. We both try to focus on our studies, knowing that sooner or later the ecstasy will burst.

I look at Pablo from the wrong side. He looks at me too. His eyes run through me with desire, up and down, stopping on my neckline, delighting in my legs. I feel a chill in my lower parts. Suddenly, something is near me. It's your hand. The tips of her fingers rest on my knee and go up on my stockings. Breathing becomes restless. The gasps multiply as his hand approaches my sex. I feel like I'm gonna explode. His index and middle finger reach the height of my clitoris and begin to caress it slowly. I can't take it anymore.. « Pablo, you have to stop, they’re going to see us,” I tell him.. He gets up from the chair, turns to me, looks at me with desire and says: "I'm going to the toilet. It's a whole statement of intent. I get nervous, I've never done anything like that. I've never done it in a public place, but my desire to feel it inside me seduces me. I wait five minutes sitting on my chair, legs shaking and recovering from the excitement I felt just a few seconds ago. When I consider that enough time has passed, I get up and also go to the toilet. There he's waiting for me, ready to taste every inch of my skin.