The beautiful young woman named Victoria stood alone in the steamy bathroom, her eyes locked on the full-length mirror on the wall opposite. She wore nothing but her black lace bra and panties, both of which were nowhere near enough to contain her ample curves. Her voluptuous breasts stood out proudly, nipples already hard from the cool air conditioning. The lace of her bra did little to hide the dark aureole surrounding her puckered nipples. Her wide hips were accentuated by the skimpy panties, the waistband digging into her soft stomach.
Victoria's fingers dipped into her bra, and she began to tease herself, massaging her soft breasts through the lace. She ran her fingers down her flat stomach, over her soft, round buttocks, and then back up between her parted legs. She gasped as she felt the wet heat between her thighs and bit her bottom lip.
"Mmm, I can't wait to see how he reacts to this," she whispered to herself, her voice thick with anticipation. Victoria reached back with one hand and undid the clasp of her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts spilled out of her restraints, heavy and pendulous, swaying lightly as she moved. Her nipples were already hard and erect, standing out like two dark beacons. She took one of her firm, round globes in her hand and started to massage it gently, rolling the nipple between her thumb and forefinger.
She closed her eyes, lost in the sensation of her own body. She couldn't help but think of him, the man who was about to see her like this. Her heart raced with excitement at the thought of his reaction. Would he be excited, too? Or shy or embarrassed? She bit her lip again, trying to hold back a moan as she pinched her own nipple, sending a wave of pleasure coursing through her.
Victoria took a deep breath and stepped out of the corner. She walked slowly towards the mirror, feeling the cool tile under her bare feet. She stood in front of the mirror, taking in the sight of her own naked body. She reached down and tugged at the elastic of her panties, and they fell to the ground in a silky puddle. She was now completely naked, standing before the mirror, her lush curves on full display.
As she watched, she saw herself begin to shiver and tremble. Her cheeks flushing, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She tried to control herself, but she could feel her juices starting to flow, soaking into the soft, pale flesh between her thighs. She forced herself to look away, to break the spell of the mirror. She needed to distract herself before she gave in to the overwhelming desire to shit herself, to show herself off to him.
With trembling fingers, she reached into her handbag and pulled out a small vibrator. She turned it on and let out a moan of relief as the electro-pulse of pleasure coursed through her body. She gripped the countertop behind her, leaning over it for support as she ground her hips against the cool surface. The vibrator worked its way deeper inside her, stroking her G-spot in time with her rocking hips.
Victoria lost track of time as she lost herself in the pleasure of the vibrator. She felt the familiar tightening in her bowels, pushing up against her rectum. She whimpered softly, her fingers digging into the countertop as she fought to resist the urge to shit herself.
And then, suddenly, she couldn't hold back any longer. With a primal scream, she let go, her body shuddering as she emptied herself onto the cool tile. The hot, sticky mess dripped from her asscheeks, splattering the tiles with every spasm. She collapsed against the counter, feeling weak and drained, but also strangely satisfied.
With shaking hands, she managed to stand up straight, wiping the dripping mess from her thighs with toilet paper. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come. With one final look in the mirror, she smoothed down her beautiful, messy self and left the bathroom, her heart pounding in her chest as she waited for him to see her.
