Forbidden Obsession

Christina sits at the edge of the bed. Her blouse is open. One hand slips between her legs while the other holds the phone. On the screen, Lia stands in the shower, water running over her small breasts. The girl is nineteen and already owns every inch of Christina’s attention. Christina’s fingers part her own lips. She watches the way Lia’s nipples tighten under the stream. A soft sound escapes her throat. She rubs slow circles over her clit, keeping her eyes on the screen. Lia turns, soap sliding down her narrow waist, then lower. Christina bites her lip and pushes two fingers inside herself. The wet sound fills the quiet bedroom. She moves faster, matching the rhythm of Lia’s hands gliding over her own skin. When Lia cups her small breasts and thumbs her nipples, Christina’s hips lift. She fucks herself harder, breath quickening. The phone trembles in her grip. Another stroke, deeper, and she comes in silence, thighs shaking, the image of Lia still glowing in her palm.