Almost without energy, I felt my body turn, slightly incorporating, resting my head on the bed side and facing the mirror, while my legs slowly opened wide, with my knees bent, feet flat on the floor. I looked at the mirror and I saw myself there, looking at me, hoping for my reflection to come and lick my exposed pussy, which was leaking like crazy, as if I could really see it pumping from there.
“What the fuck… is happening?” I thought. My hands moved on their own, one of them grabbing one of my nipples and twisting it, making it leak more of that white stuff, and the other hand began to caress my clitoris, fingering me even though I wasn’t giving it the order. The heat was rising, my fingers entering inside me and leaving, going in and going out. Two fingers first, three fingers later, with the sound of moisture and my deep breaths filling the room with each movement.
My breasts wouldn’t stop leaking, and I felt the liquid running down my body, caressing my skin, surfing my belly, reaching my groins and rushing down to meet the fluids my hand was playing with. My body was burning, my pussy was pumping, my hand was accelerating its movements, and I could only feel a very intense orgasm growing inside me. I didn’t have to wait so long. I felt a striking force inside of me.
I gasped, trying to breathe deep, without luck. I moaned as my pussy started to shoot fluids all over, hitting the mirror, and my breasts began to leak more and more of that liquid stuff by waves. Spasm after spasm, my legs shook and my butcheeks contracted hard, my waist raising up and down, as I almost suffocated while I squirted more and more. It felt incredible, liberating, it was like being freed up from the pain all of a sudden. My pussy was contracting like crazy, and my body was responding to each contraction with more spasms, dancing with it.
A final impulse made my hips rise and my butcheeks to contract harder than before, making me scream, moaning uncontrollably, squirting all over the mirror from the bottom to the top continuously, without pause, and finally making all of my fluids hit my face and chest.
My legs relaxed, my butt hit the soaked floor, as I felt my vagina pumping weaker, shooting its last liquid bullets without much strength, each one weaker than the previous one.
I stood there, quietly shaking, as I felt all the heat go away, and everything began to fade.