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Charm in Every Click: Flirtatious Captures

 

In this blog, we’ll explore my naughty long-distance birthday. The lens of flirtation was unforgettable, ensuring that love knows no bounds. Long-distance relationships areoverrated in several respects. On the one hand, it’s nice to have a lot of freedom and space, on the other, on days like today, you want to howl with helplessness.

Seduction in Frames & Lens of Flirtation

Jace, my boyfriend, did not get time off, although we were going to spend this weekend together and celebrate his birthday. I had the whole plan: sexy lingerie, dinner with his favorite dishes, and long passionate sex for dessert. I even wanted to try anal sex, because he talked me into it so many times, but I always felt too: too tense, too dirty, too painful.

At the moment when I got a text message saying, “Baby, sorry, I can’t make it today, the boss did not give me my holiday :(” I was just finishing the preparation of his favorite roast in the kitchen.

Damn it! I didn’t even try to call Jace because I knew that being at work he would not answer anyway. At first, I wanted to get in the car and drive, but I gave up. It would be pointless I would be sitting alone anyway, only in a place that was strange to me. I sighed and put the treats in the fridge, pulling out a bottle of white wine in the process.

I walked over to the bedroom with a glass and a bottle. My eyes fixed on the underwear that I had prepared earlier. Sexy, blood-red lace bodysuit, tights, and monstrously large heels. I felt both sad and angry. It’s been so long since we had sex, goddamn it! And the underwear will go to waste!

Lens of Flirtation & Sensual Portraits

Despite the universe being against me, I decided that since I was spending this evening alone, at least I would dress up. I plunged into the bodysuit, pulled on the stockings, and put my feet in high heels. I glanced at the mirror. My breasts were lifted wonderfully and my ass looked exceptionally good. However, something was missing here.

A bit intimidated, I took one photo to test and was choked. I never thought that amateur erotic photos could turn out so well!

Encouraged by this first try, I lay down on the bed and started snapping a selfie. With each one, I felt more and more excitement. I started to imagine a scene with Jace: we were playing a scene in which he is a client in a brothel and I, as a whore, have to present my assets to him so that he will choose me. It turned me on so much I felt my pussy getting very wet. I wanted to play with it, but I was running out of hands.

I paused and started going through the functions on the phone. Voila, the lens of flirtation! Timer and burst mode. This would certainly make it easier to take erotic photos. I set the maximum time, then began to wonder where to put the phone so that it captured everything while I had complete freedom of play.

Embracing My Sexy Side Through Lens

Finally, I spotted the desk and put my smartphone on it, setting the timer. Hesitantly at first, I began to touch my breasts through the fabric. I felt my nipples tighten and my pussy getting wet even more. I moved lower with my right hand and pushed the material aside. As I touched my pussy I closed my eyes and bit my lip.

I completely forgot that I was taking kinky photos and surrendered to pleasuring my pussy, massaging it, and sticking my fingers inside. When I suddenly felt a thrill of orgasm, I screamed loudly and fell on the bed in a daze. After a few moments, I pulled myself together and remembered the phone. I grabbed it and looked at the photos I had taken through the lens of flirtation.

The phone beeped.

What is that?

Present.

Erotic photos?

Happy birthday sweetheart.

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