Ellie's Alone Time Pt. 02

The door clicked as it opened and Ellie stepped into her room, pulling her backpack off her shoulder as she did so. As she closed the door behind her, slender fingers making sure to turn the lock on the door, she tossed her bag onto the chair at her desk, and turned towards her bed. Her mind was just racing with ideas. She had gotten out early today, business being rather slow, but she was not complaining about that at all. That just meant she would have some extra time for her alone time today.

It had been several weeks, she had lost count, since she had last had the chance to get some time to herself. She had finally broken down and tried to masturbate in the shower the night before, thinking that all of her roommates were asleep. Though, as she was just reaching that finish line to orgasm, a knock came to the door, and soon a voice asked if she was almost done. That made that finish line fade quickly into the distance, leaving her feeling frustrated as she rushed to finish her shower.

Now, though, she was in her own room and no one was home to bother her. Now, she just had to figure out what she was going to spend all that time doing. Gently biting her bottom lip, Ellie turned, emerald eyes gazing around the room, flicking here and there until they would land on the full-length mirror hanging on the back of her door. Letting go of her lip with a smile, Ellie moved across the room, and gently lifted the mirror from its hooks, before she was turning to move over to her bed.

After the mirror was propped up against the wall, right across from the foot of the bed, Ellie sat down and looked across at herself. Her long blonde locks were pulled up into a high ponytail, slightly messy with little strands framing her face. It matched her 'just off work' look, though. She was wearing a white button-up top, slightly wrinkled, and plain black slacks. As she looked at herself, watching her own movements, her hands moved up, carefully starting to unbutton her shirt. One by one, those buttons came open, revealing the white tank top that she was wearing beneath, and the slight peeking out of a black bra strap underneath the tank top.

Those bits of clothing didn't stay on long, however, as Ellie was soon pulling off the white shirt, just to toss it onto the bed behind her. Next came the tank top, her fingers moving down her sides to hook at the hem of the shirt, just to pull it up and over her head, messing up her ponytail a little more. That tank top was soon to join the shirt and Ellie looked back at herself. Ellie was a tiny woman, being on the shorter end at 5'3" and also being on the rather petite side. She also had mid-B cup breasts, that were currently hidden behind a black bra.

Instead of removing her bra next, Ellie's hands moved to her pants, her fingers working to undo the button, along with the zipper, before her hands her moving to help slide them off. As the pants hit the ground, Ellie looked back at herself again, smiling a little shyly as she looked at her half-naked self in the mirror. Her panties matched her bra in color, being black as well, and were a bikini-style cut, a thin band of fabric keeping them on her hips. This just left Ellie in her bra, panties, and white ankle socks on her feet.

Those socked feet were soon hitting the carpet, though, as Ellie stood up from her bed, her hands moving behind her, her fingers trying to undo the hooks on her bra. As it sprung free, causing a little bit of Ellie's breasts to peek out beneath the bra, she pulled it off, once again blue eyes moving to the mirror to look over her body as the bra was tossed to meet with the shirt on her bed. Her breasts were on the smaller side, but perky, and her areolas were small and pink. As Ellie looked at herself, she could see that her nipples were just starting to get hard, both from the chill of the air and her slowly growing arousal.

Reaching down, she hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties and gently pulled them down. The black fabric slid along her legs until she was lifting each leg up to pull her panties off each foot. Standing back up then, the panties being tossed onto the bed with the rest of her clothes, she looked back into the mirror at herself. Her eyes moved to her breasts first, where she had last left off, and then slowly traveled down, across her stomach, and lower.

Ellie was feeling almost shy again as her eyes dipped lower and she was standing there, looking at her smooth pussy. Up her eyes would trail again as she took in her fully naked form. She stood like that for a moment, looking herself over, before her brow furrowed some. She had realized that she still had her socks on. Laughing lightly at herself, Ellie sat down, lowering down onto the dark blue carpet at the foot of the bed, her knees tucked to her chest. She pulled off each sock, her toes wiggling as they were freed, and she would toss the socks behind her onto the bed.

She would look back at herself in the mirror, green eyes sweeping over her form, as she leaned back against the bed and slowly parted her legs. This movement, as her legs went to her sides, exposed her breasts once more, but also exposed more of her. Her pussy, while she was only looking at the front of it before, was now on full display. Completely hairless, pink, and rather petite as Ellie herself was. Seeing herself, while shy before and blushing a little now, had her arousal growing more. Reaching up, Ellie gently cupped her breasts in her hands, squeezing them lightly, before her hands were letting go and slipped down, moving lightly down her sides.

Ellie's hands continued to drop lower still but did not touch her pussy yet, instead, they trailed up her inner thighs, slowly working up towards her knees. Down again her hands would go once they reached their destination, only to graze past her slit once more. This movement, as her hands moved by her ever-growing more needy pussy, Ellie took a slightly shuddered breath, but continued with her hands, moving them back up to her breasts. Slender fingers cupped her breasts once more, but instead of letting go and sliding back down her sides again, her fingers moved forward, gently grabbing her nipples. She rolled the sensitive buds lightly in her fingers, causing a soft moan to come from her lips, and her nipples to harden even more.

She continued this movement, gently rolling her nipples between her fingers, and looked into the mirror at herself, watching as she teased her breasts. She didn't know why, but like earlier, watching herself made her arousal grow furthermore. Giving each nipple one last gentle pinch, her hands dropped, lowering down her sides again. As before, as they got to her inner thighs they moved past her pussy, Ellie's hips arching lightly into her hands as they moved did so. Though, they only made it halfway up her pale thighs, before they were moving back down again, the whole time Ellie was watching in the mirror.

As her hands came to rest on either side of her pussy, her left hand stayed where it was, but her right lifted, her middle and ring fingers moving to run down her wet slit. Her fingers were very light, just barely touching herself, but it still brought a moan from the young woman's lips as a spark of pleasure shot through her body. Much like she had with touching her body, she stuck with the same rhythm for a few strokes, her hips slightly rocking to meet her hand with each one. Though, as she reached the top of her slit again, she used her fingers to part the lips, exposing her swollen clit and the glistening of her slit.

Ellie's eyes were still focused on the mirror, watching as she played with herself and spread her pussy. She had never really done this before. Of course, she kind of knew what everything looked like, but she had never really taken the time to look like this or watch herself like this. Letting her fingers holding her lips open relax, she used those fingers to gently rub her clit, rubbing in slow circles. She tried to watch herself, but as that spike of pleasure hit, as a moan left her lips, her eyes fluttered closed. She continued to rub, slowly, small circles moving around her sensitive nub.

The rubbing slowed some, however, as she brought in her left hand, using the same fingers, middle and ring fingers, to gently part the lips of her pussy. With a lightly heaving chest, Ellie opened her eyes again, a needy glint within the green, as she looked back towards the mirror. She was wet before, her juices glistening at the entrance of her pussy, but now, after teasing her clit, they had started to drip down towards her ass. Almost as if on instinct, Ellie used the hand that had been rubbing her clit to reach down and collect those juices on her fingers, before bringing them up to rub her clit again. As her clit was now more exposed with her fingers holding her lips open, the swollen bud being sensitive, and the added sensation of the lube, her back arched as her fingers started to gently rub her clit again. Her breath would catch slighty, before she was giving a soft moan as her fingers continued to work, the building of her orgasm pushed ever slightly forward with each rotation of her fingers.

Ellie still struggled her watch herself, her eyes wanting to close, to accept the pleasure fully, but she wanted to see. She wanted to watch that heaving of her chest, the slight twitch of her body with each shock of pleasure, and the continued flow of her juices as the pleasure built within her. With each pass, she could feel her orgasm getting closer and closer. As it was almost there, just about ready to cross that line, Ellie stopped rubbing and pulled her hands away, giving a soft whimper as she did. It wasn't easy, she was so close, but she didn't want to get there just yet. She had so much time to herself today and she wanted to enjoy it.

As the pleasure started to subside, she brought her hands back in, gently stroking up and down her inner thigh, her fingers dipping close to her pussy, grazing the lips, but not quite touching it. She watched her pussy as she did, her juices still glistening, but her body seemed to calm down. Slowing the stroking to a stop, she used her left hand to part her lips again and just looked at herself in the mirror. Her cheeks were flushed, her hair slightly more disheveled than it had been earlier, and her nipples hard with her arousal. Though, it was her pussy that kept pulling her attention. Her wet slit, the swollen nub of her clit, and while it couldn't be seen, she felt a need, deep down, that she needed release.

She wasn't prepared to give it that yet, however. Instead, with her lips still spread, she scooped up some more of her juices with her right hand and went back in to tease her sensitive clit. She started to rub gently but went a little faster than she had earlier. The first touch had her moaning, her head dipping back against the bed as her eyes closed. As she sat back up, soft moans came from her lips once more, and her hips started to rock back against her hand. That orgasm from before, which had been left simmering, started to build, and rather quickly. Still, Ellie tried to push it, continuing to rub her clit, and wanting to see how close she could get herself to that edge.

"Oh..." She moaned softly and tipped her head back again, her hips still moving slowly to push against her hand. Her fingers rolled around that nub, occasionally dipping down to get some of her juices before they were finding their spot again. Her breath started to become ragged, her body twitching lightly as the pleasure built more and more. She almost wanted to continue. It felt so good and she just didn't want to stop. She wanted that release. She needed it.

Begrudgingly, however, she pulled her hands away, giving a whimper as she did so, and clamped her legs together. She was feeling the frustration of her orgasm being denied. A good feeling, a sexy feeling, but also, frustrating. From what she had read online, some forum post that had given her this idea, she knew that it would be worth it in the end. So, as she did before, she took a few deep breaths and let her body calm down. Her hands, after a few moments, her legs parting, would come in to gently stroke the sides of her pussy and inner thighs.

As before, as her body started to calm down, she would get her fingers wet with her juices, and bring them back to her clit. This time, she pressed a little more firmly as she rubbed, and went back to the faster speed from before. Her hips also picked back up where they had left off rocking into her hand. It didn't take long for that spark to ignite again and that orgasm was once again quickly building within her. This urged her to move her fingers faster as she rubbed her clit, her soft moans filling the room.

Ellie's eyes started to close, her head wanting to tip back, to let herself be engulfed by the pleasure, but she wouldn't let that happen. She knew she was getting close again and also knew that this time she wasn't going to stop it. She wanted to watch herself orgasm. She wanted to watch her body being overtaken by pleasure. So, she focused on the mirror in front of her, green eyes half-lidded, as she watched herself rubbing her clit.

"Oh my..." She was suddenly moaning loudly, unable to keep it in, as the pleasure exploded throughout her body. Her body would arch into her hand, her legs trembling as her toes curled. She kept rubbing her clit, though had slowed down, as the orgasm rolled through her. She struggled, her eyes desperately wanting to close, but she watched as her pussy quivered and contracted, even continuing to do so as she continued to rub her clit as her orgasm started to wane.

Her fingers slowed more until they ceased, and she finally let her head tip back onto the bed, her chest heaving lightly as she tried to catch her breath. They were definitely not lying when they said that edging could increase your orgasm, Ellie's still shaking legs being a testament to that.

"Hey. You okay?" There was suddenly a rather loud knock, followed by a male voice at the door.

To be continued...