Flash Fiction: She comes

Good Luck To You, Leo Grande. Something about that movie made her feel seen. Not because she too had spent decades keeping her sexuality hidden and viewing it as somehow unimportant, only to find herself unable to even express herself around the topic of being intimate. Not because she'd never had an orgasm. Nor because she had paid for the company of a delightful young man. (Sadly this was a pleasure she had yet to check off her list.)

No, it was because the story validated her choices and told her that she'd done something rather wonderful with her life. All those decades of fucking. They'd left her with wonderful memories and a confidence she wasn't sure she could have acquired any other way. She thought it arrived with age, but seeing so many shy and nervous women made her realise that being comfortable in your own body and knowing how to ask for what you want are not things that just appear out of nowhere.

She decided to celebrate her discovery - her joyous hedonistic past, and future - but what would be the best way of doing that? Plan an orgy, perhaps? Book a hotel room and invite all of her favourite filthy friends to get naked and worship her. Choose someone specific and plan a glorious night together? Maybe the man with the endless reserves of energy and a thick delicious cock, or the woman with the thigh harness and colourful dildo collection. Or how about reviving things with the hot ex for a one-night re-run of all their bedroom highlights?

Hopping in the shower to freshen up before slipping into the clean sheets she'd put on the bed earlier that evening, she pondered seeing if the friend she was meeting up with at the weekend might be interested in more than just drinks. She thought of them as she soaped up her body, caressing her breasts as she thought about kissing in public and doing more in private. As she rinsed off the foam, her fingers slowly moved the setting on the shower head, turning the water from soft and gentle to a powerful jet. 

Aiming the water at her clit, she gasped at the intensity of the vibrations it created; a strong and sudden shock at first, melting into powerful waves of orgasm. Again and again and again, she comes. Wet, slippery and knee trembling, she comes. Pushing herself one last time, she comes.

Good luck to you, our goddess.