Before reading: All character depicted are 18+, this short story can be read by 16+ due to no actual description of sex but it is cut short. No way do i consent copying or reselling my work.
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Coming home at around 7 in the evening after a walk around the campus. I hopped into the bathroom and took a shower cleaning off all the dust from the city wind. I had no knowledge that you were going to visit me during the semester break I was having but it seemed that just as I was in the bathroom looking at my reflection in the mirror after my shower, I couldn’t help but tear up.
It was like this at times. I didn’t really appreciate how the stretch marks had hugged at my skin around my tummy, neither did i appreciate how pink and torn my skin looked or at times how I felt that my hips were too wide. Having to deal with insecurities like this from a young age made thoughts like this bring me to tears, I knew that these are some things that should have dissolved through time, but it gave me difficulties trying to overcome it.
I didn’t realise that you had let yourself in and was already standing by the bathroom doorway watching me standing shirtless with a pair of shorts on. You neared and wiped the tears from my cheeks and brought me into an embrace, my silent sniffling slowly drowning out.
“How do you still look at me with love everyday knowing my body looks like this…?” I asked, the tears once again falling ever so slowly while I looked you in the eyes. The palms of your hands now on both my cheeks, your forehead on mine.
“Because baby, you look at me the same. No matter what I had gone through when I was young, no matter what people called me. You waved all prejudice away and your words became the shield that gave me courage to live further everyday.” Along with your words followed a sweet kiss that draped over my lips, one that was soft and gentle.
We parted lips and you put your hand on the back of my head to lay it on your chest, your heart beating with it’s uniqueness as it whispers its small murmurs to me.
“Remember that your love, is my love for you tenfold.” You say to me as you lifted me upon your hips laying me in bed, another kiss planted on my brows, replicating the gesture atop of my eyelids, tip of my nose, a slow mingle with my lips. You momentarily pause and gazed once more into my eyes as if to ask me permission to continue on to venture forward, my small timid smile sending you off to continue.
As you continued your lips passed my collarbone and you made the chance to kiss every stretch mark that you found visible, adoring all parts that I found imperfect in my eyes. I only knew I was in immense luck to have you adore me almost too much. Kneeling up you undressed piece by piece and dipped your head to grasp onto another shared breath between the two of us, the moment slow and savoured, skin on skin, fingers intertwined and holding onto one another to become one.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12fpawr/body_conscious_f4m_stretch_marks_caring_soft