Lil had always been a bit weird about her own body. Don't get her wrong, she had an appetite for fun but had never really done it solo. The thought of looking at herself naked for any period of time was not appealing.
Now on her own for the first time in a long time, she didn't want to have to rely on someone else to enjoy herself. But her insecurity and almost shame at wanting to play solo held her back. She didn't know where this came from, but even when younger the feeling was there.
The first obstacle was to properly look at herself and not tear herself down. She was happy to look at herself in lingerie, but why not her body? To relax, she decided to have a deep bath that she could sink herself into and to listen to music that would uplift rather than depress.
The bathroom was full of steam when it came time to get into the bath, the steam distorted the image in the mirror. Trying to not read too much into this, she slipped in the water and submerged herself in it, letting out a little sigh of bliss at the feeling.
As she lay back and closed her eyes, a thought struck her. So much of her insecurity was based on how she saw herself, so maybe she should try another sense to start. Gently and tentatively with her eyes still shut, she lifted her hand out of the water and touched her lips. Lips that enjoyed kissing and being teased by a tounge or even something else.
She didn't want to focus too long on that thought, she was here to relax and discover herself first, not get all fired up! Her fingers moved down her neck, feeling her collarbone and tracing along the outline. This sent a slight shiver through her, thinking about how good it felt to be kisses from neck to collarbone.
She gently cupped her breasts, feeling the weight of them in her hands. Whilst a pain when needing to do any kind of physical exercise, she had not yet had any complaints about them! Tracing the areolas, her skin tightened at the sensation of being touched and her nipples grew hard, more so when they hit the cool air above the bath. They were crying to be nipped at gently or slowly kissed but they would have to wait
Next part would be the hardest for her. Her stomach had been an area of contempt for as long as she could remember. Always trying to hide it, suck it in, even refused to be on top for a long time. It felt soft in her hands, squishy on the top but some definition. Her stomach was just the outside though, her muscles underneath being the solid support for her core than the rest of the body benefited from. If other people liked it, why couldn't she?
Next her hips, that despite the soft top layer were solid when it came to being handled. Lil didn't even realise she had been trying to hold her breath until this point. Did she feel okay? Did she want to continue? The positive feelings were at odds at how she saw herself. Would she continue?
*Thanks for getting this far, still very new to stories but would be happy to continue this if any interest*
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