[F] Because I Wanted To

I had a feeling. I had a primal need.
I was learning how to fall in love with myself again.
I started with my body for it needed the most attention.

I stood in front of my bathroom mirror, naked in the yellow light. My eyes danced all over my reflection. And the first word that came out of my mouth was “delicious.” I had always been told that I gave off a sensual aura. And I never felt that until today.

My hands acted on their own, the smooth surface of my palms laced the curves of my hips, then worked themselves up to the fullness of my breast.

Oh, how excited my nipples were!

They were puckering at my touch, growing harder beneath my hands. My fingers itched to tug at them, and so they did.

My teeth sunk into my bottom lip, trying to stifle my moans.

“Let it out!” My mind screamed, causing my mouth to fall open.

I yelped.

I moaned.

I groaned.

Oh, this was feeling so, so good. Just rolling my nipples between my fingers… I wondered if I could bring them to my mouth?

Tempted and delighted at the idea, I drew a breast upward. The weight settled well in my hands, and I could reach with just the tip of my tongue once I lowered my mouth.

And I suckled.

And I licked.

And licked.

And licked.

The action was making me gush.

“Should I had down south then?” I thought to myself, smiling deviously against my hard nipple.

I kept steady at suckling, and dropped one hand to greet myself between my legs. My fingertips rubbed against my soaking flesh. At first, a gentle, welcoming rub and then I applied more pressure.

I cried out, then went back for that same nipple and kept rubbing and rubbing. One finger slipped in, being pulled inside a tunnel of warmth. It wiggled, dancing around and pressing against edges.

“Fuck!” I uttered. So this was what self love was like? How was I missing out on this?

Another finger entered, working in unison to take me to a place that I needed to disappear to.

I eyed my reflection.

“Look at you.” I smiled. “Are you enjoying yourself?”

I was. To know that I could grant myself this kind of pleasure was…. exhilarating. So exhilarating that it was beginning to bring me to my knees.

I began to rub harder, faster.

My moans grew louder, higher.

“You’re so sexy.” I thought as I watched myself in the mirror.

I was sexy. So sexy that I was going to cum on my bathroom floor in three…, two…

I screamed as my climax came through. And I tumbled down onto the linoleum. Thighs wet and all.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lkun8p/f_because_i_wanted_to