Twilight Masturbates
Twilight smiled as she undid the clasp behind her bra. The straps slipped down her arms as she wrapped them under her ample breasts, propping them up as she gazed at them in the floor mirror. Her C-cup sized breasts were nice and perky, her nipples standing at attention from the slightly chilly temperature in the room.
She bit her lip as she let the bra fall to the floor, fully revealing her breasts. Twilight squeezed her right nipple and flicked it back and forth, imagining someone teasing it with their tongue. A soft moan escaped her lips as she squeezed her other breast. Moving her right hand down to her crotch, her breaths became short and quick as she tugged her panties up against her puffy lips. Twilight rubbed her clitoris through the soft, cotton panties with the tip of her index finger, drawing tiny circles on her sensitive nub.
Her legs quivered and blood rushed to her cheeks as she felt her panties dampen with her arousal. Twilight's mind became clouded as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. She saw a small wet spot centered about where her entrance would be, and she couldn't help but notice that her purple panties outlined her labia perfectly. Twilight ran a sole finger between her puffy lips and grinned as it came away warm and wet.
The dark stain on her panties was bigger now. Twilight hooked her fingers around the panties and slowly pulled them down. A small bit of her arousal stretched out from the crotch of the panties, only to be broken a moment later as she pulled them from her legs. She brought them up to her nose and took a deep breath, smiling as her own scent clouded her mind further. Deciding to leave her stockings on, Twilight cast one last glance at herself before she turned to lay down on her bed.
She lay on her back and slid her feet under the sheets. Looking back at the floor mirror, Twilight lit her horn and enchanted it to hover above her, parallel to the bed. She smiled up at her reflection as her wings throbbed beneath her. Twilight's ears flicked back, her eyes making a slow trail down her body to finally rest on her pussy.
Grasping and squeezing her left breast with her left hand, Twilight let her right hand slide down her chest to rest over her pussy. She cupped her puffy lips with her hand and squeezed, bucking against the palm of her hand. The tip of her middle finger slipped inside of her soaking wet entrance, toying with her tight and warm hole. Twilight moaned and bucked against her hand harder, her clitoris sending tiny bursts of pleasure throughout her lower region.
She withdrew her finger and rubbed it in between her lips. After she was done spreading her wetness around, Twilight bit her lip and teased her opening with her index finger, getting it all nice and slick. She pressed those two fingers together and slid them inside of her with only a little resistance. Twilight squeezed her legs together as she plunged her fingers in and out of her, making soft squelching sounds with each thrust. She erratically rubbed her clitoris with her thumb, using her own arousal as lube.
A soft, needy whine slipped past her lips as she slipped in a third finger. She drew her legs up then spread them wide. Twilight pushed her hips out so she could get a better look at her sex in the mirror. Her lips were swollen, her arousal stained her fur a darker color, and little trails of her love juices ran down her rear, soaking into her sheets.
Twilight's heart rate increased as a pressure built up in her core. A small fire grew in her lower belly, slowly building up until it reached a raging inferno. Her inner muscles clamped down on her fingers, trying oh so desperately to pull them deeper inside of her. She kept herself balanced on the edge, rubbing her clitoris with the flat of her palm. Her vision turned slightly blurry, but she continued edging herself for the next minute, then another.
Her body begged for release. Knowing that she couldn't tease herself any longer, Twilight drew her legs up to her chest and rolled over onto her side, pinning her arm between her legs. With a quick spell, Twilight moved the mirror right behind her, making it sit inches away from her slit. She fingered herself harder, faster, panting wildly, imagining a lover behind her. Lifting her head from the pillow, she squeezed her nipples and looked at the reflection of her pussy. Her fingers darted in and out of her folds unimpeded as her slick, sweet-smelling love juices dribbled down her rear.
Twilight felt her toes curl up. Her legs tensed up, and with one final flick of her clitoris, she closed her eyes and moaned into her pillow. Her eyes glazed over as she felt herself shudder. Her fingers slipped from her slit as her orgasm robbed her of her strength, her mind reeling as wave after wave of sheer, unadulterated pleasure crashed upon it. She bit down on her pillow as she kept squeezing and pinching her nipples with her other hand, blissful moans of orgasmic lust slipping from her over and over.
She used her hand to spread her pussy lips wide, teasing her slit with the soft tip of her middle finger as she lost herself in the midst of her orgasm. Twilight heard a soft pattering with each massive wave of pleasure that hit her, and she knew her cum was splashing against the mirror. With bleary eyes, she lifted her head and confirmed her suspicions.
As she came down from her orgasm, Twilight rolled onto her back again and curled up, panting softly. Only a couple of minutes passed before she fell asleep with a soft and satisfied smile on her face.