Message-ID: <17582eli$9811270444@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: mikaal@hotmail.com (HotScribe) Subject: HOTSCRIBE: "Mirror Images" (MF Rom Oral) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: mikaal@hotmail.com Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <365e091b.2682921@mail.cadvision.com> MIRROR IMAGES by HotScribe "Sorry I'm late," I apologize. "I missed my regular bus." "No problem," you reply as you take my coat. "I thought it might have been something like that." You smile at me, kiss me lightly on the lips and stroke my cheek. "You're here, now--that's all that matters." I kiss you back, more passionately this time. "Take your clothes off," you remark as you begin to remove your own. A little surprised, but happy, I do so. Then you lead me into the living-room where there is a large mirror. We stand in front of it. "What's this?" I inquire "You'll see," you respond. Before anything else can be said, you are on your knees before me, your hands on my cock and balls. Then your mouth closes over the head and you begin to suck it. I gasp at the sight of our mirror images--like watching another couple going through the motions--as your head bobs in and out, your lips skimming across the shaft of my cock, and it grows harder and straighter. I pull myself out of your mouth, pull you around in front of me. We gaze at each other in the mirror--your hand gripping and pumping my cock slowly, my own hands running over your breasts, squeezing your nipples, then sliding down your belly to your pussy. Your head leans back against my chest and we watch the reflection of my hand thrusting in and around your pubic hair, and you feel it upon your clitoris. You watch as I slide down and situate myself beneath your legs. In the mirror, you see my tongue flicking out, finding and licking your clit. You raise your leg to get a better view, and even as you watch, you feel my hot mouth seeking your bud, sliding back and forth along your vaginal lips. I rise, bend you over. We both look in the mirror as I slide my cock into your cunt from behind and you feel its thickness inside you. I shove backwards and forwards, my thighs slapping wetly against yours, your breasts swaying in time to our rhythm. I pull out of you again, turn you and raise your leg onto a chair. I move in between your legs so that you can see my cock in the mirror as it slips into that warm nesting place between your thighs, there to slide in and out once more, the head and shaft glistening with cum-dew as they appear and disappear. I retrieve my member once more, fall to my knees and use my tongue on your most private parts, thusting and sliding across your clit and labia, stabbing into your sex until you cry out and your body begins to shake above me. Your body jerks and you push my head into your cunt with your hands and I thrust and lick and suck with my tongue and mouth until you finally stop. Now you are on your knees in front of me again, your hand wrapped tightly around my cock, pumping it with swift, smooth strokes, your tongue and teeth licking and running over the swollen head until I begin to groan aloud. Yet still you jerk my cock with your hand, watching in the mirror as my hot jism spurts onto your breasts in long thin streams, running down like rivulets to encircle your nipples. You lift one of your breasts with your hand, lick my love-juice from it; and I drop down, cover the other breast with my mouth, suck the remaining jism from its jutting teat. You embrace me with your arms, hold me close, and I feel the fast beating of your heart within your chest. We both feel loved and wanted and needed, and I return the hug and kiss you passionately. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----