Unsatisfactory self-pleasure and climaxing with my own image in the mirror

Struggling to reach climax, I stared at my reflection, aching for touch. Unexpectedly, it cummed, splattering the mirror. The sight of myself climaxing left me speechless, yet satisfied.

After a long day of work, I found myself craving some self-pleasure. I undressed and approached the mirror, my eyes locking with my own reflection. I began to touch myself, my hand moving rhythmically up and down. I could see every detail in the mirror, my movements echoed back to me. I moaned softly, my breath catching as I got closer to the edge. Then, something strange happened. I caught sight of my own reflection cumming, a moment later than me. It was like my image in the mirror was climaxing with me, a surreal experience that left me breathless. I stepped away from the mirror, my heart pounding. The sight of my own reflection in the throes of pleasure was both intimate and disorienting. It was a unique moment of self-awareness and self-pleasure, a moment that left me feeling oddly connected to myself.