Leaving the shower, I went to my room to put on my clothes but my mind started wandering. I took off my towel and stared at my naked body in my mirror, so clean. Looking at myself like this turned me on a bit- my D cups, perky, and my nipples already rising. My pussy was completely bare because of the wax I’d gotten a few days before and knowing that made me tremble.
I started off by playing with my breasts, still in front of the mirror. I squeezed them, pushed them together, grabbed them and massaged them like how I wanted a lover to do. I pinched my nipples just hard enough to be on the brink of being painful but all that ran through me was pleasure. God, I was so ready to be filled by that point, to just grab a hairbrush handle or cold curling iron or anything to fuck myself with but I kept teasing myself. Ran my hands up and down my waist, my breasts, barely even touching my pubic mound. By then I’d already laid myself down on my bed. I couldn’t even stand up.