Exploring one's body

After the communal bath this morning I relaxed back in my room the images of all those naked woman around me still arousing a slight blush after my first time in there.

Lying back in bed, I noticed that my nipples were slightly stiff and I felt a soft tingling sensation from them.

I was still getting used to them randomly getting stiff, sometimes at inconvenient times. It wasn’t only due to arousal but sometimes because of how the fabric shaved against them or when exposed to the cold air after leaving the hot bath.

From small nipples they would grow to pencil erasers feeling tender and distracting.

As they were noticeable more swollen when I was really aroused I could feel the difference even if it was slight.

I poked one with my nail the sensation far more vivid now that they were stiff and swollen. The hard nail easily denting it in slightly, leaving me with a prickling sensation that felt quite pleasant.

During the day it was simply distracting and sometimes even annoying but lying in bed relaxing and not having to worry about anyone coming in I could instead enjoy the sensation.

Squeezing them made me gasp lightly, the sensation making my body react without my consent. I have noticed it ever since my first time exploring my new body but it was really difficult for me to keep quiet.

My natural reaction as a woman overwriting any conscious effort to keep my lips sealed once aroused enough. If it was only a little I could keep quiet but once I got really into it and was close I would sometimes need to press my face into a pillow to muffle my moans.

Claire was quite vocal I remembered having a hard time keeping quiet even when she desperately wanted other people not to notice her, when she was being taken advantage of in one form or another hidden from view.

Be it in a toilet stall, under the table, stuck in a wall or behind a curtain, she always ended up making some noise and having to make up excuses but now I knew that was simply her nature as her body naturally wanted to vocalise her pleasure.

It also just felt right, letting my voice out left me far more satisfied then suppressing it which was kind of a bummer here. While the walls of the monastery were thick I couldn’t be sure nobody overheard me.

All the while distracted by random thoughts I continued teasing my two little pencil erasers receiving a deliciously blissful sensation of both a little pain and pleasure as I pulled and twisted them slightly.

There felt soft to the touch and easy to dent and squeeze despite me clearly feeling how swollen they are and when I wasn’t somewhere public I didn’t much mind them getting a little stiff.

Especially when I wasn’t in the mood to masturbate right away playing with them would help me get aroused. I was very sensitive down there and getting in the right headspace first made the experience far more enjoyable. Rushing and rubbing myself from the start could be effective depending on my mood but most of the time slowly building up to it was far more satisfying I had learned.

After some teasing and prodding I felt my pussy moist despite not having touched it at all. My tights would start rubbing against each other before I knew it as I was getting increasingly damp and eager for what was to come.

Once really aroused I could feel my pussy slightly puff up and my clit would also get swollen becoming that much more sensitive compared to before. Making me conscious of the fact that I felt needy and I wasn’t one to suppress the feeling but instead started to enjoy it slightly.

Deliberately slow, I let my hand slide down towards my precious little cunt, traveling from my full breasts over my soft stomach, feeling the gentle rise and fall of each breath as anticipation gripped me.

I paused just above my mound, savouring the moment, I had to resist simply spreading my lips apart and going for my clit, despite feeling it throbbing, swollen and aching for attention.

Instead I let my hand dip lower, fingertips grazing just enough to make me squirm as I let my fingers circle lazily over my folds, drawing soft gasps from my lips as pleasure bloomed and spread like warm honey through my body.

I could feel the growing heat from my pussy and my fingertips becoming slick from my arousal as my pussy parted slightly all on its own welcoming my touch.

Each stroke sent delicate sparks up my spine, teasing that hidden little nubbin now dangerously close to my fingertips until I was nearly trembling with need. The pressure built slow and steady, deliciously sweet and unbearable —like a storm just waiting to happen flushing my skin with warmth and turning my breaths into **** little sighs.

Foreplay had been far more effective for me ever since I became a woman, the longer I stretched it the greater the reward was in the end. As if all the built up teasing was suddenly combined and released all at once when I finally started playing with my clit. The center of all my sensations this little nubbin was excruciatingly sensitive once I was properly excited basically like a little joystick to my heart.

My body would involuntarily buck and turn as the sensation was sometimes too intense to keep any semblance of control over myself at times.

Trying to fight it came at the cost of distracting me and ruining the moment so I voluntarily surrendered my body. Twisting and turning in bed as I rubbed myself happy to just keep my legs spread apart for easy access.

I was truly fascinated with this body of mine as I slowly inched myself closer to orgasm.

Like a secret little button, once I touched it I just couldn’t stop. The more I stroked, the more **** I became. My fingers were soaked, slick sounds filling the room. My hips bucked upward again and again, helplessly addicted to my touch. I was panting, whining, whispering curses under my breath as that blissful pressure coiled tighter and tighter.

Then it came and I quickly turned around moaning loudly into my pillow my hips buckling, legs shaking as I was once again overwhelmed by the blissfully sweet and lasting sensation of the climax I could only experience as a woman. Whenever I thought it would end another wave crashed into me. It was excruciating and bittersweet just how long my climax lasted, sometimes it was honestly too much but I still couldn't stop enjoying myself.

As the last of my initial orgasm subsidised my body was enveloped in a warm afterglow.

As a men you barely get a few seconds to enjoy it but a woman's orgasm can last tens of seconds and keep you quivering up to half a minute after. Even now as I lay there panting, my legs weak and my body buzzing. Every few seconds, a soft clench pulsed through me again—a sweet little reminder that I wasn’t quite done yet.

(Scientifically accurate, women enjoy far longer orgasms from 13 up to 51 seconds which allows them to theoretically chain multiple ones in a row overlapping each other. In addition the clit alone has 8000 nerve ending more than a mens entire instrument.)

(The third image is a gif I made which might take a little to load before starting.

This is the original image I based it on (on the left), though I thought the breasts a little too small for my liking. Claire is very well endowed with a nice and hefty G-Cup for those interested to look up similar sized boobs.)

The differences might look minute but I hope they are noticeable.

Wider hips, larger belly button, a bit less shiny and most importantly bigger breasts, wouldn’t wanna do our girl injustice by giving her breasts too small after all.

Hers do look similar to the one’s on the left when not aroused. I mean the nips :D

But when aroused they will poke out and be clearly visible unless she wears several layers of clothes.

Especially before she wore a bra they would poke out slightly even if not aroused.

The last image doesn’t seem to wanna load fully. Strange

I created a-lot of images for this chapter so some feedback would be nice if they help with the immersion or are rather distracting.

Some were easy enough only needing some small changes to fit the scene I imagined.

(Left original) (Right edit)

While others took some effort to create.

And yep she is clearly staring at those boobies despite her own being just as large. And I really love that her pussy is peeking through in that image, gives it that little extra lewd touch.

PS: rewrote the solo scene here adding extra detail, might now be a bit too long