1 comments/ 26799 views/ 0 favorites Mirror, Mirror Ch. 03 By: kinkynkazoo Bobbi and Ron were excited to have their wedding over and start their vacation. Ron didn't have a lot of vacation time so he carefully chose their honeymoon spot after seeing the add in the paper. Kelly's Guest House and Manor. A bed and breakfast experience to remember! Ron called the Bed and Breakfast Manor immediately. "Isn't the honeymoon something that was supposed to be memorable?" he had asked Kelly, the owner of the B&B. "Absolutely! I have had many a couple spend their honeymoon here. I've just finished renovations as well. I have a specially large room that I can let you have." Kelly went into further details of the rooms furnishings and amenities. Before she hung up the phone, she had convinced him to stay, although Kelly knew she wouldn't be there to check them in, she had made arrangements with her best friend Janna to fill in while Kelly was attending a three day conference elsewhere. When Ron and Bobbi arrived, they were met by an attractive blonde named Janna, Kellys best friend, who explained that Kelly regretted she couldn't greet them personally, but did have a special arrangement waiting for them in their room. Janna lead the young couple up the grand staircase and showed them their honeymoon suite. It had a big four poster bed, walkin closet, private shower with garden tub and a wonderfully beautiful full length mirror. On the credenza was a note from Kelly wishing the honeymooners well, along with an asortment of white chocolate covered strawberrys and a flute of champagne on ice. Janna gave a few more details about the Manor and the surrounding areas best restaurants before excusing herself, but not before Janna noticed a glimmer in Bobbi's eyes when she showed her the kingsized bed and full length mirror. Janna had spent the previous night in the same bedroom after Kelly had a special costume party where Janna was the "lucky winner" of the night. Janna's prize was to be the first one to spend a night in this new, special room. What Janna didn't know at the time was that the full length mirror was actually a two way mirror. The opposite side lead right into Kelly's master suite, where Kelly herself watched Janna unknowingly provide the previous nights entertainment. Only after Kelly had showed Janna the special mirror did Janna understand why she was the lucky winner from the party. Now that Kelly was gone for a few days, Janna would be the lucky one again, only this time she could watch the young couple in action. She closed the door to the new suite and quickly ran down the hall to Kelly's room that was on the other side of the mirror. Janna would have to wait until Kelly returned to finally have sex with her best friend, but she hoped that the honeymooners would provide good entertainment until that time. As she opened the door to the master suite, she noticed the couple kissing and groping each other. Ron wasted no time in getting Bobbi's clothes off her and she offered no resistance. Janna was taken with Bobbi's good looks. Her long dark hair was perfectly straight. Her arms were slender and long. Her breasts were smaller, but nicely shaped. Her shoulders were broad but Bobbi narrowed at the hip before rounding off with the most perfect ass Janna had ever seen. Ron was muscular looking, not muscle bound, but well toned. His sandy blonde hair was cut short which perfectly matched his round face. His mustache was neatly trimmed as it wrapped around his mouth in a Fu Man Chu style. While is physique was nice, his cock was nicer, thought Janna. She watched as Bobbi bobbed up and down on what must have been a good eight inches. Her technique has well practiced as she wrapped her hand around his cock and rotated back and forth as her mouth moved up and down it's long shaft. Janna was instantly horny as she stood there and watched the couple go at it. Just as Janna began to play with her nipples, she heard the bell at the desk ring. "Damnit!" Janna raced down the steps to see another couple who were waiting to see if a room was available. They were older, late sixties Janna guessed. "Yes, we have two other rooms that are not occupied. The Manhattan Suite or the Normandy Suite. The Manhattan suite is slightly more expensive, but in my opinoin the Normandy Suite has more charm." Janna told the couple. "I like cheaper. Let's take the Normandy Suite." said the elder man. Janna checked them in and showed them to their rooms as well. She advised the couple of the facilities that the B&B offered and again repeated the names of the restaurants nearby. Janna also thought it best that the couple stay in the Normandy Suite as it did not butt up against the honeymoon suite. She could just tell that Bobbi was a screamer. The thought made Janna's pussy ache. It was late in the evening when Janna noticed the honeymooners retire to their room. Janna stayed up a few more minutes to make sure no one else would be checking in that night before returning to the master suite. She knew she would get little sleep if Ron and Bobbi were going to consumate their honeymoon and Janna was excited. She opened her bedroom door and looked into the mirror, but saw nothing. Janna was confused as to why. Kelly herself showed Janna the mirror just the day before, she had walked into the honeymoon suite and waved to Janna on the other side. Feeling frustrated, Janna went to the bathroom and brushed her teeth, disrobed and took a quick shower. As she turned out the lights to her room, the magic mirror, as Kelly put it, practically lit up. Janna did not realize that the light from her own room prevented her from seeing the other side. Her own king size bed faced directly into the mirror, allowing its occupant to relax and lie down as they watched the show on the other side. Janna had a new found respect for her best friends kinkyness. Janna was never one to wear pajama's, so she layed there naked and excited as she watched Ron and Bobbi preform for her again. This time there would be no interruptions. Ron and Bobbi were enjoying their stay at the B&B. They had gone out to dinner and had several drinks. Bobbi was not a big drinker and easily got drunk. Ron was sipping his Woodbridge whiskey as Bobbi downed her pina coloda's. When the third drink turned into the forth and then fifth, Ron knew that if he was going to have sex that night, she would need to stop. They returned back to the B&B and went straight to their room. Ron noticed the attractive woman that had checked them in and thoughts of a threesome entered his mind. Bobbi had always mentioned that she would like to try that, but Ron knew that the honeymoon was not the right time. Too bad. She looks like she may be the type to do it, he thought to himself. Either way, when Bobbi was drunk, anything was possible. Ron was a happy man. When he got to his room, Bobbi turned to him and pushed him against the door and said, "I'm so fucking horny right now." as she kissed him hard. Her leg lifted up in an effort to rub her pussy against his groin as her hands dropped down to his zipper so she could release his cock from it's hiding place. She had practiced the move many times and was now an expert at it. She eased herself down, unbuttoning his shirt along the way. Her hands reached back up to his smooth chest while her head bent down to take him into her mouth. Ron leaned against the bedroom door, making no effort to stop Bobbi. He pushed his cock deeper into her mouth as she tried to swallow him whole. His eye's closed as his hips began to gyrate back and forth. His cock grew to it's fullest as she handled him with great care. Ron knew that he could explode at any time, but wanted to save his orgasm for later. He knew that Bobbi would not give up until he came, but once done, she'd call it a night. Ron had other plans for Bobbi that night. Janna watched with great care as Ron and Bobbi removed each others clothes. Janna was comfortable with men and woman and enjoyed the sexual nuiances of each. She was also accustomed to self pleasure as Kelly had found out the night before. Janna wanted Kelly with her right then and there, so she picked up the phone and dialed her hotel and room number. "Hey Kel, it's me." "Everything Okay Janna?" "Yes, everythings fine. I just had to call you and tell you about Ron and Bobbi." "Who?" "Your honeymoon couple." "Ohhh. I assume you must be watching them?" "Yes. There getting it on right now. I wish you were here to watch them with me. I'm so horny." "Tell me what their doing." "Bobbi is a gorgeous brunette, and she's very good at giving oral." "Hmmm. Sounds nice." "And Ron has got a nice cock. Eight inches I'd guess." "Now your making me horny Janna." "Good. Then I'll tell you whats happening and you can masturbate with me." "I bet you'd like that. Hey Janna, I've got some great news. I've landed another party booking while out here." "Thats great Kel. When?" "Not for another month, but it'll be even better than the other night." "Oh Kel, I'm so happy for you. Wait! He's going down on her now. Oh wow Kel. She's got the most perfectly bald pussy. I could just eat her up." "You're making me wet now Janna. I think I'm coming home tomorrow." "Really? That would be great. I can't wait, so I can eat your pussy, while you eat mine." "Simmer down. Did Kaz bring the crates of fruits today?" "Oh yes. He's one nice looking man." "Oh Janna, you didn't! Did you?" "Uh-huh. Oh shit! You weren't seeing him were you?" "No Janna, only the same way you were." Kelly laughed at the thought of Kaz and Janna and her having a threesome. Janna didn't laugh as she was distracted by the scene on the other side of the magic mirror. "I'm going to bed now Janna. You should too. But I know you won't." "Huh? Oh, yah. Thanks Kel. Sweet dreams. I'll see you tomorrow then?" "Yes. Tomorrow. Bye!" Kelly hung up her phone and immediately began playing with her pussy. She would cum twice that night. Janna continued to watch as Ron and Bobbi were on the king sized four poster bed. The mirror gave her a perfect view of his cock sliding in and out of her pussy. She could see the lust in Bobbi's face as Ron fucked her doggy style, then missionary, then the couple switched to a sixty-nine. Janna reached down and felt her wet pussy again. She would wait til Bobbi was near her orgasm before she'd cum. Ron was enjoying Bobbi's wild side and he wanted to take full advantage of it. His cock was ready to explode but wanted Bobbi to have the first orgasm, so he turned Bobbi around and told her to ride his face. She complied while his hands would reach up and play with her breasts and nipples. Bobbi loved it when he would pull and tug on them as it would send little shock waves of pleasure straight to her pussy. Ron was licking and sucking on her clit and encouraged Bobbi to let out her excitement, uncarring if anyone could hear. Bobbi was close to cumming, but she wanted additional stimulation. She removed Ron's hands from her nipples and told him to slide his thumb into her ass while he licked and sucked on her clit. Bobbi then put her hands on her nipples and pulled on them hard. She was well into the ecstacy as Ron slid his tongue into her pussy and fucked her ass with his thumb. Bobbi climaxed with a sudden rush as she ground her pussy against his face. Harder and faster she moved her hips, making the sensations of pleasure and pain take her over the edge as she collapsed on the bed. Ron looked at her and told her he wanted to fuck her ass with his cock. Bobbi was open for anything and she eagerly raised her ass up for him to take advantage of. Bobbi's pussy juice made it easy for Ron to slide his cock in her ass, but he still did so slowly at first, before his paced quickened. Faster and faster he pumped into her, holding onto her hips as he did. Bobbi began to play with her pussy as Ron fucked her. They both climaxed at the same time. Ron pulled his cock out of her ass and shot his cum all over her back and shoulders as Bobbi bucked and ground her hands against her pussy in an intense orgasm of her own. Her voice was muffled by the pillow, but still she screamed out like a wild banshee in heat. Janna watched the whole episode while rubbing her clit and playing with her tits. She came at the same time Bobbi did. Janna's body was shaking as her voyeuristic adventure had come to an end, but she promised herself that Ron and Bobbi would have to come back for a first anniversay. Perhaps they would want a third or even a fourth person she teased. Mirror, Mirror Ch. 03 "She's not here," comes a voice as I wake, strong, male and thankfully familiar. I sigh, knots in my shoulders loosening. "Where is she?" I whisper, turning from my awkward position sprawled half-off the bed. "Downstairs, far down. I think in the dungeon. It's harder to locate her in the dark," he told me, the deep voice apologetic and frustrated. "It will take her several minutes to get up here, even if she left now. We have some time." Anticipation lay behind and over his words. I stagger to my feet, and across to the vanity. "We do," I breathe, picking up the tarnished hand-mirror on the table, turning it over from its embellished silver back to the glass surface, so I can see him. She must have left him in the dark again. I wonder what he did to make her angry after she shocked me into unconsciousness. Dark hair frames his face, swept back in two loose wings to a short ponytail. The planes of his face are stern, harsh, and his eyes are intense and brooding. He has been trapped for so long in the mirror, seeing through the glass, seeing what she allows him to see from a featureless room, just large enough for him to stand. Light comes from the window, which for him looks out of the mirror onto the world. If he displeases her, my step-mother turns his mirror face down when she finishes consulting him, and leaves him alone in the dark for a time. If he has done well, she rewards him by leaving him in my room. We pretend hate. To her, he criticizes my face, my form, my insipid stupidity. He commands her to bring him more beautiful women, who have wit and conversation. I tremble when she orders me to please him. She thinks it's from fear, and she's right. The fear is from the thought she might discover me. I'm not as dull as I pretend. Behind my flat eyes churns hatred and rebellion. And for this, for my time with the mirror, eagerness. "Now," he orders. "Now." Cradling the mirror in my arms, stroking the embellished edges, I carried him to the narrow bed. Propping the mirror up on at the foot takes me a few moments of mounding the covers the right way, and I fuss a little too much over it, trying to draw out the anticipation. "Enough," the mirror growls. "Take off your dress and lie down." I turn to look at him, moving so he can see all of me as I let my dress slide down my shoulders, over the swell of my breasts, down my hips and onto the floor, leaving me in my chemise. The thin fabric cups my breasts, and I know from his sharp indrawn breath he can see the darker outline of my nipples thrusting against the cloth. My hands travel over my body, skimming along my curves, and I let out a long sigh. I ease myself down on the bed, half sitting so he can see all of me, including the blush burning my cheeks. "Pull up your skirt." His voice is harsh and his eyes are dark. I grab handfuls of the fabric near my waist and pull it slow, up past my knees, over the smooth skin of my thighs. Up over the hot mound of my pussy. He groans, deep from his chest. If I wasn't so ready, so eager for this, I might smile, but his reaction instead makes me pant. "So smooth," he forces out. "Yes," I agree, dancing my fingers over the newly bare lips of my moist flesh. I watch his eyes follow every stroke, every flicker, every rub. "It was my newest punishment. It hurt." I flinch a little, remembering the hotness of the wax, and the intense burn as she ripped my hair away, leaving me exposed. "But I think maybe it was worth it?" Now I do smile, a tiny smile with an even smaller helping of pleased.. "Yes," he breathes out, "yes. Show me." I stretch, spreading my legs and drawing my knees up so my feet are flat on the bed. My fingers are edging my pussy now, spreading my juices over my lips. I carefully avoid penetrating myself -- the witch does not allow so much -- but my clit, that I can touch. But I wait for him to tell me it is time. I gasp, and half-laugh, half-sob. So wet, and so ready. "Your tits. Touch them," he whispers. I'm slow, not wanting to drag my hands away from my aching slit. "Touch them!" he barks. My hands jump away to my top, fumbling with the buttons. I manage them, and my breasts fall out into my waiting hands. I moan with pleasure at the touch. They are so full, so ready, and I can feel the answering throb in my clit as I massage the reddened tips. "Harder," the mirror commands, and I obey, rolling my nipples between my thumb and forefinger. Back arching, I come off the bed, giving him a better view of my glistening pussy. "Good girl," he says, his voice rough and uneven. I can hear the rhythm of him in his voice, and I know his strong hand his stroking his cock. It's been a long time since she let us be together, so this will be quick. We must hurry. I keep touching myself, my restless hands moving on my tits, and wait for him to let me move lower. I don't beg, but I roll my hips and plead with my eyes, spreading my legs even wider to show him how badly my cunt needs the attention. The rough material of the bedspread chafes against the swollen welts on my ass. "Now," he dictates. "I want to see you come." He growls out the last word. Heat rushes across my skin. My desperate hands leap to my pussy, stroking and caressing the inflamed flesh. Flicking a fingertip across my clit, my body writhes as the other hand probes and stretches my the lips around my slit. Wetness slides down into the crack of my ass. Feeling how eager my body is excites me more, and I cry out. "Fuck me," I sigh, stroking faster. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me." I don't want to beg, but I need it so bad my voice is rising to ragged edge. There is an emptiness inside my pussy so intense it borders on pain. I know on the level of red raw instinct needs filling by his iron-hard cock, by being held down and fucked, pounded into the bed. "Fuck me! Please!" Hearing myself pant out my desires spurs me on, sends an extra thrill through my body, an electric tingle from my breasts to my snatch. A ragged yell fills the room, tearing out of him. In my mind, I can feel the hot spurt of cum coating my breasts, dripping down over my belly, spattering my ready pussy. The thought makes me contract, imagining him pushing inside me, the head of his cocking slipping into my warm, eager cunt. My pussy spasms at the edge of orgasm as the ghost sensation plumbs my wetness, deep inside me. "Going to come," I cry out. Trying to simulate the sensation of fucking, I slap my hand against the lips of my pussy. I'm so desperate to come, but I need cock so badly it aches. I moan and cry out in desperation, and feel more wetness pooling under my stinging ass. My body goes over the edge and into the chasm, the pleasure radiating out from my clit, rolling through my body. Even as I buck against my hand, I imagine his cock sheathed inside me, being milked by the pulse of my pussy. He should feel how hard he makes me come, know the evidence of my need for him. I want the clench of my pussy to coax every last drop of cum out of his cock, so he knows how much I love his fucking, his cock inside me. The orgasm doesn't stop; it steams through my body, centering in my cunt and my breasts. I keep slapping one hand against my spasming slit, while the other drifts up to my tits, spreading slick wetness. The smell of my hot pussy is thick in my nose and mouth as I drag my fingers over the tips of my stiff nipples. It pulses to a final end, little aftershocks of pleasure twitching my legs, making my body shiver. I look down my body, past my tits with the trail of my cum spread over them, and the glistening mound of my pussy, to the mirror and his face. He looks satisfied with me, darkly pleased, but still hungry. My pussy clenches again and I release a soft moan. "Good girl," he says. I nod mutely, my hands playing over my body. "You still want it, don't you?" I nod again, more strongly. He laughs, low and grim. "You have no idea how hard I would fuck you." I buck again, my body feeling another lash of pleasure. The heat of his gaze warms me, and I watch as he traces the curve of my breast, the open secret of my pussy. I move my ass a little so he can see the spreading dampness on the covers and know how thoroughly he made me come. He sighs regretfully. "I'd like to see that again. Maybe with you on your knees, your pert little ass in the air. But we've run out of time. Get yourself together, and put me back on the table." He looks over his shoulder as if he can see behind him. "The bitch is coming back."