White wonder

I slipped into this fluffy white feather set tonight. The feathers tickle my skin as I move. I stretch out on the bed, letting my fingers wander. Slow at first. My white lingerie clings, delicate and sheer. I trace the lace. The feathers ruffle with each breath I take. My hands slide lower. I spread my legs and press my fingers between them, rubbing circles through the thin fabric. Heat builds. I arch my back, soft sounds escaping my lips. The feathers shiver around me as my hips lift, chasing the pleasure. I hook the lingerie aside, bare myself, and sink two fingers deep inside. My blonde hair spills across the pillow. I bite my lip, eyes half-closed, and fuck myself in a steady rhythm until my thighs tremble and I come hard, gasping against the white feathers.