My Innocent Short Skirt and T-Shirt: Slow Tease of My Pink Pussy and Tits at 19

I am nineteen years old. My body still feels fresh and new. Today I wear a simple white T-shirt and a very short blue denim skirt. The T-shirt is soft cotton, loose but not too loose, so it shows the curve of my small breasts. My skirt ends high on my thighs, leaving most of my legs bare and my pink panties hidden just under the hem. I feel a little shy but also excited. The sun is warm through the bedroom window, and I am alone in the room.

I look at myself in the mirror. My hair is in a loose ponytail, a few strands falling over my face. I can see the shape of my breasts through the thin T-shirt. My nipples are small but firm, dark pink against the white of the fabric. My stomach is flat with a gentle curve, and my hip bones show just a little ice under the skin. My skirt sits low on my hips, the waistband snug against my waist.

I reach behind and untie my shoes, letting my bare feet slide onto the soft carpet. I feel the tickle of fibers against my toes. I touch the hem of my skirt gently, then lift it a little to show the top of my panties. The fabric is lace, pale pink, and covers my pussy just enough. I feel my cheeks heat up as I see the outline of my wetness through the lace. I press my thighs together for a moment, feeling how damp the cotton is there.