I had just moved in. My new apartment was beautiful and spacious, except for one problem. It was empty. The tenant before had taken all the furniture and even took the light bulbs. So, for the time being, I was living out of my suitcase and sleeping on a blow-up mattress.
They did leave something for me though, a large, full-size mirror that I adored. I had never seen a mirror that big and just looking at myself in it made me feel great.
I had lit many candles around the room, giving it a shimmering glow. Shadows bounced off the walls and it actually looked quite romantic. I had just gotten out of the bath and put on a red silk robe just to keep the chill off. I walked past the mirror on the way to my bed and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Damn, I looked hot.
My full breasts, flat toned belly and shaven crotch looked amazing. I could not help but admire myself, sliding my hand over breasts and pinching and squeezing them. I had always been happy with my body and never had a problem with masturbation. Living with my parents it had never been easy to find some “alone” time. Now I masturbated all the time.
I looked in the mirror and watched as I slid my hand between my legs. I was very wet. I walked over to my mattress and dragged it over to the mirror. I sat down and spread my legs. I had been shaving my crotch since I was a teenager and loved the feel of my bald pussy. I saw and watched as my wetness glinted in the candlelight and smiled to myself. My finger gently probed my pussy making me groan loudly.
I loved masturbating. I loved different levels of pleasure I could give myself by pushing one, two or three fingers inside my pussy. Then there was playing with my clit or butthole for that extra stimulation. Don’t even get me started on toys. Before moving out of my parent's place I had to hide my vast collection of toys under my clothes.
That day was different though, I just wanted to play with myself. No toys, just my bare hands roaming and pleasuring myself.
I slipped a second finger into my wet cunt. I slowly drew them out and slid them back in. I didn’t want to cum too fast, I wanted to make the pleasure last. I closed my eyes as my spare hand roamed my belly and breasts.
I hooked my fingers into my pussy, feeling the soft, sponginess that is my G-spot. My body shook as I started to finger myself harder as I rubbed my clit. It felt so good and I watched myself in the mirror.