(Re)Discovering Myself - Sex Stories

(Re)Discovering Myself

... the hospital and began to get used to my body, or, get used to it again. My fingers pulled at the zip of the hoody that I had on and separated it, allowing the air through as my fingers flicked at the t-shirt underneath, exposing my skin to the cool air that surrounded me. I watched the light come through the curtains and fall onto my skin across my stomach, warming it. Goosebumps traveled across my skin as I my fingers did too, following them. I figured why not get to know a little closer to home before I tried to work through the heavy stuff to who I was? As I unzipped the denim that clad my legs, and pushed it away from me, I wondered who I had liked, I knew that this was my chance to try anything and everything, whether it was new or not, I wouldn’t know, only the old me would know, and right now, she was nowhere to be found. However, I was finding myself now, exploring, fingers brushing against my clit for the first time in my new life, bringing pleasure as it hardened to my touch, feeling myself grow damp. I slipped my hand deeper into the panties that remained across my mound, sliding my fingers into the warm waiting depths, gasping with pleasure as my fingers stroked along the inside of my velvet walls. I was picturing the doctors and nurses from the hospital, wondering who it would have been I’d have chased, was I monogamous or more a serial dater? Hmm. Right now, it didn’t matter, all that mattered was the road to recovery, or a new life, either way, I was damned sure enjoying this. I spent my time picturing myself in different scenarios, with different people and brought myself close to the edge of my first orgasm as Jane Doe, bringing myself to the very brink I felt the shadow come across my body before I heard them. My eyes snapped open and I looked up to see a young guy peering in through the window and my heart stopped.