Okay, I wrote this a week ago out of boredom. Standing infront of the mirror, she stared in to her own reflect, those deep, hazel eyes staring back as if begging for help. Unable to keep contact with her own gaze, she moved her eyes down the reflect of her body, pausing first on her plump pink lips. They were one of the things she loved most about herself. She breathed deeply before allowed her gaze ro wander further, past her slender, pale neck that her long brown hair caressed. She eyed her moles for a moment before moving her gaze to her chest. Her small, perky breasts seemed imperfect to her. She sighed, gently caressing her left breast as she stared at herself. Was her figure really so.. dull? She dropped her hand to her side, her gazing wandering to her stomach. Her frown deepened at the sight of a thin trail of hair that led from her stomach to her pelvis. The dark mole just above her belly button annoyed her, but so did almost everything else. Her gaze dropped to her pelvis and she frowned. She had given up on shaving, well, mostly, but her pubic hairs were.. 'tame' so to speak. Her hips were an odd thing, at least they were to her and she had two stretch marks on each side. She growled and turned from the mirror, her legs and round bottom reflected now. She frowned as she turned her head to glance over her shoulder in to the mirror. She had an okay butt, she figured, though, it was the one part of her body she had gotten the most compliments on. There was no hair and her thighs had barely visible cellulite but, just the fact that it was there irritated her.Her legs were long and slender, with hardly any hair but plenty of moles. She was pale and thin.. She turned back to the mirror, staring in her hazel eyes once more as her hand idly wandered towards her pelvis. She blushed as she began to pleasure herself, sliding a single finger in at first as she stared at herself in the mirror. She moaned softly, spreading her legs slightly as she added another finger. The moisture built around her fingers, allowing for a smoother entrance in to her vagina, her pubic hairs brushing against her hand. Falling back in to the chair infront of the mirror, she propped her leg on the arm of it and arched her back as her free hand began to caress and squeeze her breast. She moaned softly as she slid her fingers in and out of herself, slowly at first but quickly building speed. Subconciously, she began to move herself back and forth on her own fingers, moaning softly as she caressed the inner walls of her vagina. She shivered with pleasure, squirming against the chair as she forced a third finger deep inside herself, the moisture finding its way down her fingers and on to the chair. She made eye contact with her reflect again and her blush deepened but she did not stop. She quickened the pace, forcing her fingers deeper inside herself as her moans echoed through her own mind. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she arched her back, riding her own fingers as she gazed in to her reflection. Her breasts moving with her thrusts, she blushed at the image of herself once more before pinching her own nipple. She slowed her pace as her vaginal muscles contracted and her breathing deepened further. Moaning still, she continued to gently slide her fingers in and out of herself, slowly building up speed once more. Regaining her speed, she began to thrust herself on her fingers again, moaning loudly as pleasure surged through her being. She shivered as her eyes rolled back and her vagina tightened as the rush of an orgasm came over her. She blushed as she slid her fingers from herself, panting heavily as she collapsed against the back of the chair only to meet her own gaze. She smiled, a satisfied smile for a moment before looking away from the mirror. What do you think?