The Mirror

As soon as the door clicked, he was on her. Or, she was on him. They were eager, hungry, desperate for each other's touch.

Her hands deftly unbuttoned his shirt, his hands gripped her thick, firm ass.

She stepped back from him, pulled her shirt over her head as he tossed his shirt to the floor.

She was on her knees now, unzipping his pants, her mouth on the cotton of his boxer briefs, feeling his heat, tasting the salty pre-cum on the cloth.

He stepped out of his pants, stepped to her...kissed her luscious lips, his hands fumbling for the button her jeans.

Her skin was pale … the pure, pale, lightly freckled skin of a true redhead.

He'd always had a thing for redheads... and her hair, short, thick, bright … it drove him insane.

Now she was stepping out of her jeans, pulling her pink panties down.

He threw his boxer briefs to join her panties on the floor. Her bra coming off next, his mouth unable to wait to taste the pale pink of her aroused nipples.

His cock was hot, throbbing, the head bulging against her flesh as they kissed, touched, ached for each other.

His mouth on her neck, his hands on her waist, turning her around. Kisses up and down her back, against her thighs and his tongue tracing up, against her ass, her back, her neck again.

Now his cock was between her legs, teasing at her wet, hot center.

And they turned … both of them. And she mentioned the mirror.

Their bodies completely naked, his cock hidden … the curve of her ass embracing him.

His hands on her breasts now, their smiles lighting the room...

He turns her around again, pushes her so she is seated on the bed, her face greeted by the fat head of his cock

He looks at her as she takes him in her mouth, slowly, then looks in the mirror, watching his cock disappear into her mouth.

His hands on her head, pulling her to him, as far down as she can go, her hand on his balls, cupping them, all of him inside her and then she lets him back out slowly... back down, all the way down, and he watches in the mirror as she takes him, teases him, toys with the cock dancing on her tongue.

He steps back... bends down, tastes the sweet lips that held his hot cock, tastes the desire. Teases her neck with bites from his mouth, her hand dropping down to grip his cock.

His kisses find her breasts again, perfect, pink, pale, and wonderful. His mind is on fire. She feels his cock against her thigh as he loses control, kisses her on her stomach, her breasts, her neck, bites her shoulder... sucks her nipple... her hand in his hair, her mouth letting out a moan as his fingers delicately tease her angry clit.

A finger inside her as his kisses land in surprise attacks all over...

now focused, now down, now his tongue parting her labia... a second finger inside her as his mouth devours a taste he can't stop enjoying...

up to her clit, his lips encircling, sucking, her breathing fast, heavy, her hands on his damp hair

Her thighs closing in around him until he is lost in her desire. Lost in warmth, in the moist, soft comfort of what he craves. He uses his free hand to hold her waist, hold her down as her body grips him.

He feels her climax approaching and he won't stop, can't stop, massaging inside her with his fingers, licking and sucking her clit as she arches her back, pulls him to her, holds his head... and screams in sweet release...

She can't stop herself, she wants him...

She looks at him and tells him to lay on his back...

Her hand grips a cock made even larger by his having brought her to climax...

She places the head of him against her dripping cunt and eases down...

"your cock is so fucking thick" she tells him, through gritted teeth as her body absorbs him.

She's all the way down, and up, and down, riding him slowly, enjoying the feel of his fat cock as far inside him as it can go.

He tells her to keep going slow, he wants her to cum with him inside her...

His hands grip her waist, pull her down, let her ease up... and her fingers touch her raging clit.

One hand on the bed, she rides him faster and harder, he's holding her tight as he watches her breasts, her eyes, her fiery red hair... She's cumming, cumming again...and he's holding her down, holding his cock as far in as he can... holding her waist...

And she screams his name … and collapses on top of him, kissing him and rolling over, letting his cock out... Still hard, still ready

He straddles her and rubs his cock between her breasts... against her lips, into her mouth...out, and she tells him she loves the taste of her pussy on his cock...

and he tells her he's going to cum on her face...

And he grips his throbbing cock and strokes it as she watches him...watches the head of his cock, watches the pulsing veins.. sees him close his eyes... he strokes...

one

two

three...

strokes again... slow, solid grip...

and she flinches as the first spurt of hot cum hits her chin, her nose, her cheeks...

there's more, more...against her neck, on her breasts...

She uses her fingers to taste the cum he's painted her with...

He falls down beside her, and they glow in the beauty of the moments they shared...

He's not done yet...

and neither is she...

This is just how they say "hello"