Feeling Herself

Kari waved the rectangular piece of plastic in front of the sensor on the door. She saw a blinking green light and heard the lock unlatch. She turned the handle and pushed the door inward. As she turned on the lights, the heavy door shut quickly behind her. She kind of liked the security that gave her, but also felt there could’ve been some delay with the door closing.

She stood in the little hallway of her hotel room and checked it out: one king size bed in the middle, a desk in one corner, modern-looking end tables with lamps on each side of the bed, and a big Smart TV that sat on a dresser was opposite from the bed. Kari looked to her left, where the entrance to the bathroom was. Not a huge one, but it was nice. A shower with a glass door was to the right. There was a decent sink with a countertop big enough to put all of her toiletries and hair dryer on it. She nodded to herself. Not bad.

When Kari found out that she had to be in the city Friday morning for a meeting, she got online to find the best hotel for the cheapest price quickly, Like any Taurus, she loved nice things, especially fancy hotel rooms. She was absolutely an adult at 32 years old, so she felt the need to be financially responsible in her hotel choices. This one seemed clean enough, and it had all of the amenities that was necessary. After tomorrow’s meeting, she would go back home.

Too bad I don’t have anyone to hook up with, Kari thought to herself as she unpacked her clothes for the next day and hung them up in the closet. Everytime she stayed in a hotel, for whatever reason, she always had wistful thoughts of having a man to make out with (or more) in the big old bed that she always slept in alone. She’s had her share of failed relationships; for some reason now, Kari was amid a dry spell. In the past, she tried to just focus on her work, but she was always reminded of how single she was when she checked into a room and saw that bed.

Kari decided to hit up the restaurant that was on the first floor. She didn’t feel like getting unsolicited attention, so she got her Caesar salad and a six pack of Bud Light Orange beer to go. As she paid for her things, she felt that the cashier was judging her: Such a nice-looking woman going to eat by herself in her room. She tried to ignore her overactive imagination as she gathered her bags and headed towards the elevator.

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Kari usually ended her evenings by finding something mind-numbing on YouTube to watch. Tonight was no exception, though the slight addition was the beer. She glanced at the clock on the end table: 8:30 PM. She had a couple with her dinner, but she wanted to be in bed by 10 PM, so she decided to make the half-a-bottle that she was working on her last. As she scrolled on her phone for a cool video, she kept wishing that she had someone to call, to invite to her hotel room. The more that she sipped the light orange-flavored beverage, the more she felt desire creeping in. As much as she hated feeling horny when drinking alone, she couldn’t help it. That was how it always affected her.

She got up to throw her empty bottle away, She knew that she should stop there with the drinking and just go to bed. But, she wanted to enjoy her time at this sleek hotel and she liked how she felt. Maybe the dry spell was making her feel extra lusty tonight. She cracked open another bottle.

Kari wandered into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. She felt that she was okay looking...not a total babe, but not a total monster, either. She examined her hair, her eyes, her nose. Her face was pretty, but apparently not enough to land another boyfriend. She studied her body, her boobs and ass. Her arms and legs and tummy. Of course, she could always look better, but she thought that her D-cup breasts and thick thighs could please anybody. She took another sip of beer, definitely feeling the buzz, and also feeling so…

Kari threw off her sweater and pulled down her pants and kicked them off. In her bra and panties (not matching), she started to run her hands across her chest while looking in the mirror. This isn’t something she has ever done before, but she remembered seeing chicks do this in pornos. Sure, she masturbated, but she did that in the dark, and only touched the necessary part of her to get off. This was different, more sensual. She was getting a lot of pleasure from it.

She ran her hand down one arm, then the other. For some reason, that felt super good. She closed her eyes and breathed in sharply. She loved feeling how her hair cascaded over her shoulders and hung just above her ample tits. She opened her eyes slightly and appreciated that vision for a second before using one hand to touch the tops of them, and then just cupping the left one. It felt like someone else had her breast in his hand. When she gave it a squeeze, a moan escaped from her lips. This is actually hot, she thought to herself as her hands slid down her stomach. She let them travel down the sides of her hips and then she grabbed her own ass. Kari had a nice, round and firm booty, but had nobody to touch her like this. She tipped the bottle of beer back and took a big gulp. That’s okay, she thought. I got this.

Whatever this “session” was, Kari enjoyed it. She shimmied out of her bra and panties, now taking a good look at her naked body. As she caught sight of the shower, she got an idea. Kari thought about filming herself while in the see-through shower. It seemed so erotic and naughty…

No one will ever see this, she convinced herself as she ran to grab her Galaxy S10+ android from the other room. She just wanted a little photographic evidence that at some point in her life, she was feeling herself.

She went back in the bathroom, opened another beer, and tried to figure out where to place the phone so that it would be able to capture her in the shower. After some trial and error, she finally set it up and changed the setting for the camera to take pictures on its own every few seconds.

She felt nervous as she turned on the shower to medium-hot water. She never took naked pictures of her body before. What if she didn’t like them?

As the shower started to steam up, she opened the door and stepped in. The water was at a comfortable temperature. She felt tipsy from the beer, but she was cool...she wanted to do this. How interesting her night had turned out!

The camera sensed her and snapped a picture. “Shit! I wasn’t ready…” Kari said out loud. She was trying to think of some sexy poses. She put her hands up against the glass and gave the camera a pout as it flashed. She tried again, this time pretending to lick the glass.

Click!

She wasn’t under the water, but the steam had dampened her hair, and made beads of moisture form on her skin. The whole scene was getting her so horned up. She pressed her tits against the glass, which really did make her moan.

Click!

She was really letting the mood take her over. Kari did all kinds of naughty poses. She found out that she can hold one boob up close to her mouth and slowly lick the nipple.

Click!

She put her arms on top of the shower door, almost like she was hanging from it, rubbing her tits on the steamy glass.

Click!

She turned around and pressed her ass against the glass.

Click!

She felt so sexy, so hot. She never dreamed of doing this before because she didn’t find herself attractive. This newfound courage just amped up her sensuality. She even felt herself getting a bit wet.

When she couldn’t think of anymore poses, Kari turned the shower off and hopped out. She finished the last of her beer and looked at the clock. It was 11:13 PM. Oh well, she thought to herself as she slipped into her nightgown. Not her ideal bedtime… she would just have to deal with being tired. That was all worth it to her. She remembered to take a couple ibuprofen tablets with water before turning out the lights and climbing into the bed. She swiped on her phone to get to the photo gallery. Kari was still feeling turned on, but was anxious about how her naughty photoshoot turned out.

She examined the first picture that was taken by accident; it was blurry. She snorted and deleted it. The next one, the pouty one, looked good. Her makeup from the day withstood the humidity of the shower, and with her damp hair and sultry eyes, she was satisfied. As she looked at the others, they each seemed to get better. Her confidence and horniness showed in them, but she didn’t look like she was trying hard for it. She felt the familiar urge to start touching herself as she was staring at her own nudes.

“I’m a porn star,” Kari laughed as she slid underneath the comforter.