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My mirror watches me. It watches how I feel and sees me touch myself. Masturbate to my reflection. My mirror sees it all and looks straight at me. There is no change to its composure. How I love to watch my special mirror and within it I see I come alive and aroused…the erotic stories it could tell.
I watch my mirror as I let my hands trickle slowly down my body. Touch my warm skin that is so soft and gentle. My soft flesh slightly hidden within my clothes ready to be explored. I let my trousers come undone, sneak some of my body away from its restrictions and be sought by my hands. As my fingers extend into my panties I can touch that warm sensitive skin that bulges about my pussy. Just a little pressure in the right place and I feel an instant connection inside. A little firmer rub, then circling my lips with my finger and more pressure again, hmm I watch myself, its naughty seeing female wanking before your eyes. I feel it deeper now.
A delicious pulse starts to build and I draw my finger down in the moist layers of my skin. Touching, sliding them in to damp, sticky folds and up to my clit. As I look at my mirror I know where my fingers are, just by the sense of their feeling. Head back, body relaxed, I tease my mirror and play to its vision. 
My mirror stays watching as I lay on the bed just before it. I release my legs completely from all clothing, my thighs free to expose and part, the air fresh upon my growing wetness. My fingers plunge deeper within, the muscles of my body flexing and responding. Now firm, dominating moves, driving fierce friction into my pussy, replaces gentle touches. My actions are relentless, and I continue my pace. Ah the heavenly feeling that is my body’s response. I know how much I want to come and find my heightened moment of utter pleasure, while my mirror watches silently. 
Back to my calmness I begin to clothe myself once more and turn away from my sensual mirror. But he isn’t watching quietly now and takes my hand and guides me back to my seating position on the bed. My clothes are removed once more and this time I look straight back. Straight into his eyes, which are fuelled with an energy.
I have been watched, watched by more than my mirror and now my watcher has come alive, driven by sexual urge to touch and feel the source of my pleasure. Lying back behind me, I feel his hand slip around and explore between my legs. Two firm fingers glide within, gathering the sticky wetness I have created. There is a different sensation, a more powerful force is at work and I feel hungry for more of this feeling. I arch my back and stretch my legs wider offering soft moans close to his ears while I hear his intake of breath. His body curved to engulf mine allowing as much of our bodies to feel touched. His fingers continue their assault on me and I adjust my position to encourage more.
On my knees I have a carnal desire to be had. My longing has moved into one of need and I wait for the feeling of being all consumed by him. He does, and for a few seconds I suddenly am completely connected with him as he penetrates my body with his. Within moments he begins to pound upon my backside, the delight as the feeling radiates throughout me. It is so raw but the pleasure completely all-consuming  As he moves back I take the chance to bring some gentle passion to his lips, and our mouths begin working in harmony together. Moist, soft, determined and so sensual and sexy. It fuels my want of him before I have him feel my mouth elsewhere on his body. As he lay back watching me, I engulf him, using my mouth, its soft wetness to focus on him. Gentle sucks, complete with swirling tongue as my mouth moves in rhythm, lips easing deeper touching the rugged skin of his balls before gliding back, over and over. The pleasure building for us both, while I sense the growing moment of his, I am not ready for our enjoyment to end, and straddle him to once again plunge him into me.
For a brief moment I look once again at my still mirror, the image strong before me as I see my body riding in tempo with his. I let my head be thrown back and loose myself in this growing momentum of muscular exertion to the perfect ultimate conclusion. As he comes hard within me, my body continues to quiver as I feel the waves roll on, weakening my legs and body, but I hold the feeling until I can take no more.
We lay together, bodies entwined and kisses sensitive and soft. All is calmer as we lay together before my mirror.