Living Alone And Naked – A Sexy Erotic Story
He was standing in the middle of his bedroom, completely naked, feeling the freedom of being able to roam about his house freely and without restrictions. It was a feeling he hadn’t experienced in a long time; not since he had moved into this house a few months ago.
He had always felt a little uncomfortable in the presence of others, but now, with no one else around, he was able to truly enjoy his own company. His eyes were drawn to the mirror that was mounted on the wall and he couldn’t help but admire his own body. He had always been told he was handsome, and as he stared at his reflection, he could understand why.
His muscles were toned and his skin was tight, testament to the many hours he spent in the gym every week. He was proud of his body, the way it was able to be the vessel for his own pleasure.
He felt the warmth spread through his body as he thought about the sexual possibilities that were present in the room. The bed was perfect for exploring his own desires, and the vivid imagination he possessed was already conjuring up fantasies of himself and the partner he desired.
He stepped closer to the mirror and admired the reflection of his manhood. He was aroused now and the sight of himself only served to arouse him further. He allowed his fingers to trace the length of his shaft and shuddered in pleasure as his fingers brushed against the sensitive head.
He allowed himself to stay in the moment for a few more moments, before reluctantly turning away from the mirror and making his way to the bed. He lay down on the sheets, feeling the fabric press against his skin. His breathing became heavier as he imagined the kind of pleasure he would experience if he was with someone.
His thoughts quickly turned to a woman who had caught his eye the week before. She had long, dark hair and curves that had driven him wild with desire. He yearned to explore every inch of her body and to feel her body pressed against his own.
He allowed himself to imagine their bodies intertwined, as he explored her body with his hands and mouth. His breathing became heavier as he imagined the feeling of her lips against his, and the warmth of her tongue exploring his body.
He then imagined being on top of her, as he thrust deep in to her warm, wet core. His body moved in sync with hers, as they each sought out their own pleasure. His thrusts becoming deeper and faster, as he brought them both to the edge of ecstasy.
The pleasure was so intense that it consumed his body and he shouted out her name in pleasure, as the moment of climax hit them both.
He lay back on the bed, breathing heavily from the intensity of the fantasy. His body still tingled from the pleasure, and he allowed himself to drift off into a blissful sleep.
The next morning, he awoke still feeling aroused from his fantasies. His body throbbed with need and he could feel the warmth between his legs. He made his way to the bathroom, and stood before the mirror.
He admired his own naked body again, the pleasure he felt was still present from the night before. He decided to take advantage of the moment, and stepped into the shower, the warm water cascading over his body, washing away all of his worries and inhibitions.
He soaped his body up, taking in the scent of his own arousal, and become even more aroused. His hand moved down between his legs, and he shuddered as his fingers explored his manhood. His breathing became heavier, as the pleasure he was feeling increased.
He imagined reenacting the fantasy he had the night before, with his dream woman by his side. His thrusts became more desperate as he imagined them together, the feeling of pleasure intensifying with each stroke.
Finally, the moment of release came, and he shouted out her name in pleasure. His body shook from the intensity, and he felt a warmth he had never experienced before.
He stepped out of the shower, and made his way back to the bedroom. He thought about how free he felt being able to enjoy himself like this, without anyone else in the house. He realized that he had finally found a way to truly enjoy his own company and his own desires.
Living alone, and being able to enjoy his own body and fantasies, had unlocked a world of pleasure that he had only dreamt of before. He was thankful for this newfound freedom, and vowed to make the most of it, and explore his own desires more deeply.
