Marie: ORGASM IN ROME

MARIE — ORGASM IN ROMEMarie is in Rome, alone in her hotel room, on the night before flying to Sardinia. Tomorrow she will be naked in nature — photographed and filmed while she masturbates outdoors, free among wild landscapes and crystal-clear water. She loves being nude outside, walking naked through nature, bathing in open water, feeling her body completely exposed, alive, and desired by sun, air, and elements.Even the thought makes her wet.Reclining on the bed, she drifts into the vision of what awaits her: her naked body entering transparent water, light dissolving over her skin, the quiet thrill of being alone and fully open to sensation. Anticipation spreads through her pelvis — she feels her pussy growing wetter, softer, opening with arousal. The need deepens quickly, undeniable. She has to touch herself. She needs a real orgasm before to go to bed.She undresses slowly, savoring the awareness of her own nakedness.She goes to toilet, emptying her body, preparing herself for pleasure.When she returns to the bed, she lies back and lets her legs fall open.Her fingers slide into her wet pussy, gliding through slick heat, then rising to circle and stroke her swollen clitoris with unhurried, knowing pressure. She masturbates with growing immersion, following the pulse of her breath, the warmth between her thighs, the swelling ache building inside her core.The orgasm gathers.Her body tightens and lengthens at once.Her beautiful feet stretch, toes curling in sensual tension.Then pleasure breaks through her — deep, wet, and powerful — pulsing from her clitoris through her pelvis and abdomen in slow, expanding waves. Her back arches, her muscles tremble, and she rides the orgasm fully, intensely, until the last contraction softens into warmth.Afterward she melts into the sheets, satisfied, emptied, and serene.Marie closes her eyes and drifts into set dreams, already dreaming of Sardinia — of naked skin in crystal water, of nature, of freedom, of the next inevitable swell of desire.