Mastur tape

Story Script:

NARRATOR: The room is dimly lit, the only sound the quiet rustling of sheets as Emma shifts under the covers. Her sister, Lily, lies beside her, scrolling on her phone, oblivious.

NARRATOR: Emma’s breath hitches as her fingers slide beneath her panties, tracing slow circles around her clit. She bites her lip, trying to stay silent.

EMMA: Mmm… fuck…

NARRATOR: Her hips roll slightly, her fingers dipping inside her wet pussy, pumping in and out with quiet urgency.

LILY: What’re you doing over there? You okay?

EMMA: Y-yeah… just… uhh… stretching.

NARRATOR: She stifles a moan as her fingers work faster, her clit swelling under her touch.

NARRATOR: The slick sounds of her fingers fucking her own cunt are almost too loud in the stillness.

EMMA: Ohh… oh shit…

LILY: You sure you’re not hiding something?

EMMA: N-no… just… ngh… tired.

NARRATOR: Emma’s thighs clench as the heat builds, her orgasm coiling tight.

EMMA: Fuck… fuck… I’m gonna…

NARRATOR: Her body tenses, her back arching as waves of pleasure crash over her.

EMMA: Ahhh… ah!

NARRATOR: She shudders, her pussy pulsing around her fingers as she rides out her climax, breath ragged.

LILY: Seriously, what was that?

EMMA: N-nothing… just… fell asleep for a second.

NARRATOR: Emma finally stills, her soaked fingers slipping free, heart racing as she tries to steady her breathing.