The rain pounding against the cement as my bedroom doors opened widely to welcome the sound. A faint light from a small vanity creates a shadow through my mirror. Are you watching me? As I slowly tighten my corset, exploring my body with my hands, the sound of the rain creates my rhythm. I slide my panties up my thighs, never taking my eyes off the shadow staring at me. I feel you wanting me to touch myself. I lean against my doorway as the rain touches my skin. Every drop makes me wetter as my hands follow down. I tilt my head back just a little, allowing the water to run freely down my neck and over my corset. My heart beat increases as my hands reach inside and pull out my voluptuous breast. I instinctively opened my mouth and let my tongue lick my hard nipple. Placing my eyes back into the mirror, the shadow beckons me and I began to suck it. Feeling my lips caressing my perky nipples, my pussy starts to get wetter. The rain beats down stronger on my half naked body. The wind blows and as I close my eyes, I can feel you. You are standing behind me, your breath on my shoulder. I need your touch! I need your hands to follow the rain down my shoulders and gently massage over my exposed breast. I want your hands to find my soaked panties and marvel in the wetness you’ve created between my thighs. I lean back against you, spreading just enough for your hand to enter and your fingers to rub my clit. Fingers moving with the rhythm of the rain. Each clash of light thunder sends my body into ecstasy. My body obeying you and moves to your command. The beads of rain thumping down, fingers rubbing harder and harder, my body starts to shake. Uncontrollably, I open my eyes and exploded. Catching my breath, I remember I was once told that the rain was very sensual. Tonight, the rain controlled my body, my hands and my pussy.

Alone and naked. Standing in front of my wardrobe mirror admiring the way it captures every curve and outline of my body. I ran my fingers across my neck to my shoulders. Down my torso to my thighs. My round ass peeking from behind to my lightly painted toes. I loved the woman standing before me and I had an overwhelming desire to please myself. Running my hands over my breast, gliding them slowly over my nipples. Tenderly circling each one, I instantly became aroused. My hands creeping down my stomach, parting to my inner thighs. Rubbing dangerously close to my pussy, I feel wet juices down my legs. I didn’t want to fuck myself tonight, but I wanted to cum. The swollen clit in the mirror would take me there. Running my delicate fingers over my mound and towards my clit; my body starts to shake. Staring through the mirror was like foreplay for me. Watching this desirable woman part her legs just enough as she reached her desire spot on her clit. We began to rub. I close my eyes and use the wetness from my pussy to massage myself. I open my eyes to see her two fingers rubbing, circling and rubbing more. My heart pounds from my throbbing clit and I’m going to cum. Moaning out in ecstasy, I mirror her movements until I can’t take anymore. Biting down on my lower lip, I let my body release. Licking my fingers, I watch in the mirror as her pulsating pussy releases cum onto the floor. A dirty little fantasy all of my own.