Seductive Memory

Maria pulled a chair in front of the dressing table. One of her hands reached her cheek and moved to her lips. A memory from this afternoon suddenly flashed through her mind. Her face burning up, and her cheeks blushing red.

Since she turned fifteen, she had already kissed so many boys or even adults, toying with them and never committing to any relationship. She treated them as tools to get whatever she wanted, even losing her virginity from her math teacher to get straight A’s the whole year. But this time, it’s a different kiss.

Maria closed her eyes and let out a heavy sigh. She flopped onto the chair and let her hands fall to her sides. Her mind clung to the kissing scene that had just happened this afternoon. Suddenly, one of her hands reached to her chest and fondle her breast. The sensation of excitement filled her mouth, making her gasp for air.

Maria was startled by her own reaction. She jolted from the chair, and her eyes were wide open. She stopped fondling her breast, looking at her hand that was still on her chest. Her eyes stared blankly, as if she couldn’t believe what she just did. However, it didn’t stop her at all; it excited her more.

This time, she lay back comfortably in the chair, lifted one of her legs, and placed it on the dressing table. She looked in the mirror and saw herself sitting in the chair with a lifted dress, revealing her underwear. She curved her lips, feeling satisfied with what she saw.

Before she closed her eyes, she licked her other hand until it was all wet and slid it inside her underwear. Her hand actively moving on the area while the other keeps fondling her breast.

Now, she isn’t just thinking about the kiss. In her mind, she saw the person kneeling before her, playing with her breast and licking her intimate core. That scene gives her more excitement than before. Her face is blushing, and her body moves, following the movement of her finger.

Maria opened her eyes. She is staring into the mirror. She is not alone anymore. That person is there, wearing the same dress she wore this afternoon. Her hand tangled with the hair of that person, and she began to moan, calling her name.

“Jocelyn,” she said, almost whispering. The more she got excited, the faster her body moved.

She unbuttoned her dress with the other hand, gave it a lick before sliding it inside. She can feel her breasts getting harder. In the mirror she saw Jocelyn, licking her breast and sucking her nipples.

“Jocelyn,” she called the name again.

As the sensation is getting more intense, she opens her legs wider and gently slides her middle finger inside. She moved it slowly in and out twice before she slid another finger in. Maria placed her thumb on the core and pressed it hard.

Now all of her body filled with a warm sensation. She squints her eyes harder and pushes her body back, her feet gripping the edge of the table. The surge of pleasure floods through her body and mind, making her legs shake.

“Ah, Jocelyn!” she moaned loudly.

The chair loses its stability and falls backward. Maria hits her head, grunting on the floor. Now she is back to reality. She pulls her hand from her pants, dropping it on the floor.

Maria, you stupid girl,” she scolds herself and chuckles. “This is why you shouldn’t play truth or dare with a roulette,” she adds.

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1. This article originally published at medium.com exclusively for member only: https://medium.com/@versodmwriter/seductive-memory-100a4408256e

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Note:

This is the first time I write erotica. No intention to make it all like this, just happened I guess.

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