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It took only moments until Hope became part of the tableau. Her magnificent figure became intertwined with his in the wallof mirrors, but she still hadn’t found the real him. Xavier stood rigid, in more ways than one.
Blindly, she felt around the room, trying to find her lover, not just an image of him. Her increasingly frustrated sighs told the story of a lack of success. It had taken a while, but observing the room quietly had allowed Xavier to find and track the real Hope. After another cry of irritation, his hand reached out from behind, and she jumped.
His hands slid over her breasts, cupping them, gently massaging. He turned her head to kiss her with all the passion he’d built up, pressing his hard cock between her arse cheeks. He spun her and roughly pushed her against the glass and leaned down to taste her ample breasts. He found her nipples and teased them mercilessly, swirling his tongue, enjoying the way they stiffened.
Her hands found his shaft and pumped rhythmically.
Xavier had other ideas.
Kissing her breasts, he trailed his lips further south to her soft stomach. She unconsciously flinched. He continued unperturbed. She was forced to let go of his manhood. With one hand, he gently pushed her high heels farther apart. His kisses reached her inner thigh.
Her pleas went unheeded. With a lick, he tentatively caressed her pussy lips. A tiny moan was his reward. His hands slid between the cold glass and her arse cheeks to ensure she couldn’t writhe away. She tasted amazing. So wet. Using only his tongue, he traced her lips several times. Only after he heard her head hit the mirror did his tongue penetrate. Lightly at first, but soon he steadily lapped, making sure her clitoris wasn’t left out of the fun.
In a low groan she whispered, “Not overrated, not overrated.”
While not breaking the rhythm, he slid in one finger. Then two, with all his movements in unison, a special refrain just for her. Her cries were a backing vocal to their passionate song.
As his fingers slid in and out of her, he looked up. Her head was back, eyes closed in ecstasy. He couldn’t have that, especially not this time.
“Look at us, Hope. Open your eyes.” She did. “This is who you deserve to be. This is the woman who takes what she wants. Watch yourself. This is you. Enjoy it.”
Hope looked at the reflections, her pupils dilating. She didn’t shy away. She revelled in it. Her hands stroked her breasts, squeezing her nipples. Xavier thrust his tongue in her wet vagina, relishing the flavour of her. From the corner of his eye, he saw hundreds of Hopes watching him, watching her, her face a picture of pure unbridled lust.
Her mouth formed an O, and her pussy twitched around his fingers. He doubled his efforts. Her cry of passion was loud and gratifying. She gripped both sides of his head and screamed as wave after wave pulsed through her.
Eventually, she pushed his slick fingers out of her. “That was fucking intense.”
She pulled Xavier to his feet. Gripping his engorged penis like a tennis racquet, she panted, “Do you have…?”
He held up the condom in his palm. Xavier was only too happy to comply.
“Clever boy.”
Rolling it on, he stood before thousands of Hopes. He only wanted one. She turned away from him, bending over.
Grasping the hilt of his penis, she said, “Let’s put on a show for all these fine folks.”
Xavier slid into her with ease. She was the perfect fit. Hope placed her palms against the mirror, while watching the reflections as he moved in and out. The sight almost madeXavier come then and there. Wherever he looked, he saw the image of the two of them together from every wonderful angle.
Over there he saw Hope’s glowing, hungry face. Another was his arse thrusting. Another was ideally placed the see her magnificent breasts bouncing in time. Another showed his hard cock pounding her hungry pussy.
Harder and harder he pounded, eliciting pleasured cries from his lover. He wanted the moment to last, but the build-up had been too much, his companion too sensual. His hand ran down her unblemished back. He would soon have to relinquish the incredible view.
As his hands gripped her thighs, he did his best to think of cricket. It did no good, his thrusting only increased, his moans becoming more pronounced.
“Come in me, Xav. I want to see you come for me.”
That was enough. The endless images of their intertwined bodies, Hope’s desperate cries, and the urgent pleas from his balls meant he could hold on no longer. Xavier released a guttural roar as his cock shuddered and shot within her. Not wanting the moment to end, he kept pounding until he was completely drained. The two fell together in a satisfied, interwoven heap.
It was several minutes before either of them could speak.
“On reflection…”
Hope held up her hand. “Don’t.” She tried in vain to stifle a laugh. She snuggled into him and pointed. “Look, you smudged the mirror.”
Xavier glanced up and saw two large orb shaped smudges on the mirror. “I think you’ll find that was you, Smudges.”
“Did you just call meSmudges?”
