Sitting in front of the mirror, thinking of you kneeling behind me
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I kept my tank top and thong on.
I looked at myself and placed my hands over my breasts.
Looking at my hands on my breasts as I took the forefinger from each hand and rubbed gently over each of my nipples until they were hard.
I then moved my hands up to my shoulders and slipped each shoulder strap down so that they hung on my upper arms.
My tank top is cut very low in the front, so in doing the above, my breasts were exposed all the way to my nipples but not including them.
I moved my hands to the collar of my tank and tugged down on it so that my nipples showed in the mirror; they were hard and wanting attention.
Funny... watching myself do this to myself had a strange effect on me. It was more intense than just playing with myself.
I lifted my breasts so that they were now up and over my tank top and then lifted the bottom of the tank so that it was tucked under my breasts as well. So all you could see was the top on the sides and the straps over my arms that made things appear as though my arms were tied to my sides at the top. Which only seemed to turn me on all the more.
With my left hand on my left breast, pinching and fondling my nipple, I moved my right hand down my belly.
Finding the waistband of my thong, I run a lone finger just under the band back and forth twice before letting it slap back against my waist.
Then I moved my right hand lower.
I pulled the material covering my pussy lips to the side. When I did that, the thong tightened between my ass cheeks, and I felt myself get wetter.
I tried to see if I could tell if the wetness was visible, but it wasn't until I parted my lips.
When I did, and I saw that I was wet, I couldn't help but slide my finger between my lips and back up to rub my clit.
I didn't think it was going to take much, so I tried to go as slow as possible, but I think that made it worse because having that control turned me on more.
Then I heard a voice, a male voice, tell me to finger fuck myself, and so I did, and in no time I was wiggling against the floor as I fucked myself.
Good lord, that was unreal. And the voice was in my head because I was home alone. I still am as I write this.
Faster I fucked myself, then adding another finger. I tried to watch as much as I could, but the more it built, the harder it was to keep my eyes open until I finally threw myself back and lay there on the floor, bucking against my hand as I brought myself all the way.
DAMN....