House Of Desire Mirror Images

All of the following is complete and total fiction. Not a word of it occurred, nor would it.

The House of Desire -- Mirror Images

Starring Camila Cabello

(MF, oral, anal)

By MrMaxLord

Will Stewart had needed this for a while, though he didn't know when he first realized it but it must have been a little while ago as he had forgotten even making the reservations but it all came rushing back to him the previous night. Though not in a panicked way. It was calm, like something emerging from the morning mist as opposed to the thunderous crackle of a lightning bolt. He was also usually such a picky packer, taking hours to fill a simple duffel bag. However it seemed to be already packed and ready to go in moments...almost like it had been packed for him.

Still he had a weekend all to himself. No boss, no co-workers, no playtesters...just him and a bed to catch up on some sleep on. He just needed to relax, to let all of the tension flow out of him. Maybe beyond a good series of naps. Maybe he could step out of his usual solution to all of his problems and do something out of the ordinary.

To be fair, everything had been out of the ordinary so far. From the booking of the room at the Inne to packing and now to driving it. Will didn't have a map and he didn't even input the address in a map app. Despite that, he had no issue in getting to the place. He just knew and didn't question it.

He knew what exit to take, what road to drive down and what turns to make until he reached beautiful blue house with white trim that nearly blended in with the clear sky. Doves sang in the trees, including in the elms that lined the walkway.

Will pulled into the parking lot, two other cars there as well. One of them was a blue Escalade and the other a black BMW. Somehow his silver Toyota Corolla seemed very out of place, then again he'd never been anything approaching a car guy. He had other things he preferred to blow his hard-earned cash on.

The inside of the Inne looked both luxurious and cozy at the same time and the Innekeeper was no different. She was a beautiful redhead wearing a necklace of seashells. Her timeless beauty almost seemed to glow, a glow that grew more intense when her eyes fell upon Will.

"Mr. Stewart I presume?" she asked from behind the front desk.

"How'd you know?" he asked upon his approach.

"Well I have three check-ins this weekend and you're the last one to show up. I'm Venus by the way and this is my Inne."

"Only three? In a place like this?"

"Three is fairly busy for me," Venus said. "I know it might not look it but I run a very independent operation. The people who come here are all I need and this place is all they need. It works. And I have yet to hear a single complaint."

"Well, I'm sure it will be what I need."

"Oh, I can guarantee that. In fact we're putting the finishing touches on your room to make sure it's absolutely perfect for you. If you wouldn't mind waiting in our cafe? I'm sure you'll find exactly what you're hungry for." She began to lead him to a big dining area that he had somehow missed upon entry, filled with tables and a bar.

"No problem," he said. "I actually am pretty hungry. I don't remember getting breakfast actually. How'd you know?"

"Everyone who comes here is hungry for something or several things. Now go take a seat and someone will bring you a menu. Your room might even be done before your food arrives so you can take it to go."

Will took a seat and opened the menu. He gave it a quick scan before deciding to observe the surroundings a bit. There was a definite ocean theme to the restaurant. Nothing over the top, it was more of a feeling. The colors seafoam green and coral seamed to dominate the area, along with tasteful paintings and framed photos of seaside landscapes and candle lamps on the tables ready for a night time rendezvous for lovers. Though from his view the lovers didn't need candlelight or the midnight hour for romance.

At the other end of the restaurant was the married couple Venus told him about and there were very much treating the entire world as their Honeymoon suite. Saccharine-sweet pet names were batted back forth between the two in a game of verbal tennis; "cutey pie" was countered by "sweetie bug" which was then answered with "cuddle muffin".

It wasn't like Will was eavesdropping. The couple were that special kind of in love where the entire world had to know it whether they wanted to or not. And it wasn't in a fake or showy way, it was actually real. However it was also really annoying. The PDA went beyond the annoying pet names too. Not content for holding hands and kissing they were feeding each other and sucking their fingers clean, making the very idea of napkins moot.

"Usually you have to wait until dinner for a show with your meal," a female voice said. It got Will's attention and he turned to where the voice came from, which was the bar. There, leaning against it was a beautiful Latina woman with long brown hair, pouty lips and hips that did not know the meaning of the word quit. She was beautiful, strikingly so. The woman was also strikingly familiar, though he couldn't quite place her.

"I'm not usually the kind of girl to rain on a romantic parade," she continued, "But at the same time I don't know if I want the preamble to a sex show while I'm waiting to have my order taken."

"At least it's just a visual and we're not hearing the loud smacking and slobbering to go along with the endless pet names," Will added. "Small victories."

"True. Maybe I'm just more sensitive to it. I don't have the best experience with excessive PDA. Mind if I take a seat with you?"

"Not at all." The Latina beauty pulled out a chair and took a seat. "So, not a fan of PDA?"

"Not exactly that," she said. "More like I've guilty of being the one plastering stuff like all over all my socials. Being so sugary sweet it probably gave people cavities nation-wide. Then of course it ends and you need to scrub that shit away as much as you can. I'll give that much to those two, at least there's rings on their fingers."

"Nation-wide?" Will asked. "I recognize you, don't I?"

"I don't know," she said with a smirk. "Do you?"

"I know I do...I just can't place it. Like, I definitely know your face...but there's a fog. It's right on the tip of my tongue."

"Not a bad place to be I imagine." The beauty winked at him before holding out her hand. "Camila Cabello."

"Of course!" he said, taking her hand for a gentle shake. "It was the hair. Weren't you blonde?"

"Yeah, for a bit. Must have left an impression if you didn't recognize me in a shade a bit more natural."

"I mean it was..." he said, almost stuttering, choosing his words carefully. "It was striking. I'm mean you're gorgeous regardless but the blonde look hit different. The name's Will, by the way."

"Gorgeous?" she asked. "I like a man who's not afraid to dish out compliments, Will."

"Well I figured I could try and be as careful as possible and take forever to find the most vanilla way of saying it or just let it out and since I'm not in the office I can be a bit freer."

"I get it. That's what the blonde thing was about. I mean, I'm not exactly prudish and never have been but there was something that just got...unleashed with just a different hair color. It just felt a little easier to go a little crazier. Also why I'm here honestly. A nice, private little getaway. No restriction on anything because of worrying how it would affect streaming numbers or anything like that. That's what vacation is for, right? To relieve all the pressures. Maybe going wild is pushing it a bit. I think my blonde period got that out of me. Though I don't mind getting a little freaky, just a bit more discretely."

"Clearly that's not a problem for our loving couple. I think if we stay long enough this restaurant might become their Honeymoon suite."

"While that has a certain appeal I don't tend to like food with sex unless I'm in the middle of both," said Camila. "And the only thing I'm about to be in the middle of is a nice little plate of sarmas."

Almost as if waiting for a cue, a server came by and place the plate of food in front of Camila.

"What are those?" Will asked.

"These are sarmas," Camila replied. "A nice little Mediterranean treat. Rolled grape leaves stuffed with rice and meat. Really addictive. Want a try? The first hit is free."

"Thanks," he said, reaching for one and taking a tentative bite. "Not bad."

"I know, right?"

The server returned to the table and look at Will. "May I take your order sir? Perhaps your own order order of sarmas?"

"Oh no, I'm the mood for something specific. A nice, big BBQ bacon cheese thickburger. With onion rings instead of fries. I just want a nice gut buster before taking a nap."

"Very good choice sir," said the server. "We'll have that ready for you ASAP."

"Someone's hungry," Camila commented as the server went away. "It's not weird or anything. That's something that hit me when I pulled in. A hunger. A yearning. And itch I needed scratched, you know? Honestly, maybe before I got here now that I think of it."

"Same here. Probably something in the air. Or just vacation instinct kicking in."

"Vacation instinct," Camila repeated. "I like that." She picked up her small plate and got up from the table. "I'm going to look around here a bit more, maybe take a seat out on the deck."

"Don't you need a 'to go' box or something?"

"No, it's like when you get a drink at a casino here. Just leave it on a table and the staff will get it Or that's what Venus told me. Anyway, hope to see you around...what was your name again?"

"Will."

"Will. See you around then."

*******

The burger was perhaps the best Will had ever had and it did in fact do the trick. By the time he was done with his meal he was informed his room was ready. No sooner did her step foot in it and kick off his shoes than he found himself on the luxuriously comfortable bed and took a good, hard nap. The kind that actually leaves a person feeling refreshed rather than aching to return to slumber.

He took a look at his phone then out the window. Only two hours had passed and the sun was still up. He also saw the wonderful view behind the Inne. It seemed to go on forever. Green grass, lush full trees, birds flying and a body of water that bordered between being a pond and a lake. While usually not one for hiking but there was something about the view that was calling to him.

After getting his shoes back on Will headed down to take a little walk. Once he set foot on the back porch he once more crossed paths with Camila Cabello.

"Only a few hours here and already a familiar face," he said to her. "Enjoying the view as well?"

"Big time," she replied. "I don't really get to explore places like this. Usually it's a literal bird's eye view if I'm sitting in the window seat on a plane or in a blur on a bus on the rare occasion I'm not trying to get a few extra moments of sleep. You're welcome to join me."

"Thanks," Will said. The two stepped off the porch and began to walk the trail together, getting further away from the Inne and deeper into the vast green. "I don't do this too much you know, go out in nature I mean. Or outside much really. Usually I'm pretty much just apartment, office, restaurant, repeat. Trees and birds and grass rarely enter into my life. Well, real ones anyway."

"What is it you do exactly?" Camila asked. "I mean we established what I do within a couple minutes of meeting but you, not a clue."

"Oh, I'm part of an independent game studio. We've done a bunch of simple little mobile games and that kind of funds the bigger projects for consoles and computers. And of course since we're not a huge studio tied to a big publisher we have to deal directly with the playtesters and wouldn't you know it? For every good point there's a million hideous points made. You know, the kind where you just want to scream at the person and ask them how many times they were dropped on their head as a child."

"Are playtesters also record execs? Because that sounds eerily familiar to me."

"Maybe it's their side hustle. But it's a big reason why I came here. Just to get away from it and maybe blow off some steam in a way that doesn't include knocking someone's block off."

"To let loose, I get it," Camila nodded. "We're here for the same reason. Nice to have something else in common aside from being voyeuristic with the other guests."

"Not like we have a choice on that. I mean one of us could say 'Get a room' and they'd show up in one of hours to continue where they left off."

"I don't know, sounds kind of hot honestly," Camila said, getting a look of confusion and intrigue from Will. "Oh come on, they're far from a bad looking couple and...I've kind of always had a thing for that that. And I mean a live experience. Porn can be nice, but...I kind of would like to see it up close."

"Are you serious?" he asked.

"Yeah...I mean it'll never happen. I don't know why I said that honestly. I just felt...weirdly comfortable and now I've weirded you out."

"I wouldn't say that. Shocked mainly. I mean it's not everyday you meet a girl and one of the first things she says to you is how she wouldn't mind seeing a live sex show. But it's not something I'm necessarily sorry I heard."

"Good...that's great actually. It makes it easier to do this."

"Do what?" asked Will before getting a very direct answer when Camila stopped their walk right in the middle of a grouping of pomegranate trees and pulled his face down for a soft kiss. Then another. Then Will began to kiss back and the two began to embrace. He backed Camila into a nearby stone wall built along the sides of the path. It wasn't tall or looming and was almost meant more as some place to sit for a quick break along the path and it came about waist high, for Will at least. For smaller in stature Ms. Cabello it was just above the waist, leaving the small of her back pressed against the smooth rocks that made up the wall.

The brunette beauty softly sighed and moaned in between kisses as Will's hand ran against her bare skin on her shoulders, down her arms and finally down the her legs, exposed by the tiny denim shorts she was wearing. Tiny and tight, making her perfectly thicc ass too tempting of a target not to squeeze.

"Oh that feels good," she said. "You like that booty?"

"Very much," Will said. "I think I'm finding myself fond of the whole package." He kissed her again, his tongue sliding into Camila's mouth and his right hand moving to the front of the beauty. He undid the button at the top of her Daisy Duke shorts and pulled the zipper down just enough to slide his hand down, going beneath the thing barrier of her panties and entering her wet slit.

"Oh....oh my...more," Camila gasped, humping his hand as his fingers worked within her. "Justo ahí, no te detengas," she sighed, eyes fluttering as she slipped into her native tongue. Her hands began to go for his pants, clasping the zipper and pulling down. With that opening, Camila slid her hand in and took hold of his cock.

"Oh...fuck yeah...fuck yes Camila," Will said. "Oh god that's fucking perfect."

"You like that?" she asked as she stroked him. "I love how it feels...love that cock getting harder in my hand...throbbing."

The pair kissed again, hungrier, like animals while their hands were busy. Soon Will's pants were around his ankles and Camila had completely stepped out of her shorts. They were both facing each other while the other manually pushed them closer and closer to a climax.

"So good...so good," Camila whined. "Dirty boy...make me cum...gonna make me cum on your fingers."

With his free hand Will pulled Camila's face to his again, kissing her while his fingers started pressing all the right buttons, one in particular making her eyes shoot open break the kiss.

"Yessss...papi...cumming...FUCK!!!" Camila shouted loud enough for everyone at the Inne to hear. Her knees went like Jell-O, no longer able to hold her up as she fell to them. She shivered and shook, giggling from the pleasure of the high, all while still holding Will's throbbing cock. However, breaking through the delightful haze of pleasure she found herself in, Camila began to stroke again and looked up at Will.

"Cum on my face," she said. "Let it all out...let yourself go. Let it happen...let me feel it...feel it with me..."

Camila's very vocal urging as well as providing the best target was the last straw for Will as he moaned her name just as loud as her own orgasmic vocalizations.

"So fucking warm," Camila said as ropes of jizz splattered one her face. Soon her mouth opened and tongue came out as well, exchanging her voice for the chance to taste his hot cum and swallow it down. An opportunity Will's firing cock provided her in abundance.

Camila finally released his dick from her grip, having done a worthy job in milking him and covering herself in his lust. She leaned completely against the wall, breathing deep and she cleaned herself with her fingers, though her gaze never left his...mostly. Sometimes her beautiful chocolate brown eyes went to his cock, which was still hard. The sight made Camila lick her lips.

Of course Camila wasn't the only one with a spectacular view, and the view inspired to go even further. He got Camila to her feet and bent her over the wall. That was when he got his first full, unobstructed view of Camila's sensation ass and he couldn't resist burying his face in it.

"That's it boy...fuck that's good," Camila said. Everything was perfect, except it wasn't. She knew she wanted this...however when she heard a twig snap a nervousness overcame the haze of pleasure her mind was still in. "Wait...wait slow down.

Will did as asked, withdrawing his approach. "Everything all right?"

"Yeah, I mean, yeah. It's just...that was fun...but if we do that I kind of...you know, don't want it out on the trail. Which I know is weird considering what we just did but...I don't know..

"Hey, no problem," Will said. "Maybe, um, we cold get dinner later then? Maybe the happy couple will actually be in their room and we could have a few moments alone...and then go to one of our rooms? I mean a nice bed has to be better than a nature trail."

"That sounds perfect," she said with a smile, giving him a quick kiss. "Can't wait." She then took hold of his hand, the one that hand been inside of her, and sucked his fingers clean. "I really can't wait."

*****

The waiting ended up being more annoying than expected for Will, especially after he and Camila continued their walk for a while more. The tactile memory of being inside her with his fingers and the taste of her kiss did nothing but make him think of all the possibilities their dinner date later on would have. The possibilities were enough he had to take a cold shower when they made it back from their walk. And after that he had quite a bit of time to kill, as they weren't going to meet up again until eight o'clock and he was far too riled up to catch even the smallest amount of z's. He tried reading the book he brought along with him but then images of all the things he could do with Camila still filled his head. He tried playing some games, one he hadn't had any hand in, to let loose but all he could think of was he and just completely getting into the vacation spirit. He'd never had such intense blue thoughts before. It was like electricity, a glowing and flashing neon sign leading him to the lewdest, seediest sex shop. It had been a long time since he'd felt this kind of intensity about anything other than his work, and this was all positive. He was tense, but the best kind of tense. It was the kind of tense where the relief was going to be unfathomable.

After what seemed like several eternities stacked upon each other the sun began to set and the time was quickly approaching. At seven o'clock Will showered and by seven forty-five he dressed to impress...as much as he could with what he brought. It wasn't an Armani suit but the black slacks and grey pullover weren't too shabby in his estimation, though Camila would be the final judge.