I stirred awake; pushing back the last remains of my dream, as I opened my eyes I saw him and smiled to myself. I couldn't help but nuzzle into him and enjoy the warmth radiating from his body, his heat, passion and love. Slowly I slid my fingers over his chest and stomach as I played with the spattering of chest hair. It was so soft and fine; like him. But as they roamed I felt the muscles beneath, the strength and power they contained.
I moved away from him slowly, careful not to wake him. He looked so handsome and peaceful asleep and I didn't want to wake him not then anyway. I climbed off the bed and took the long mirror from the wall. I placed it by the bed carefully so I would have the perfect view. Satisfied I climbed back onto the bed once more.
I climbed up to his head and on my knees I straddled his head, facing the mirror. I looked down his long, toned body and linger on his perfect cock, I knew what pleasure awaited me and my pussy started to throb. My vision continued down to the mirror where I saw myself, naked and kneeling, waiting yet ready. Straightening up, I slid my hands over my stomach; I felt my hands glide over my tight soft skin. As I slid them up to my plump breasts I smelled yesterday's perfume and it reminded me of coconut massage oil.
My eyes never left the image in front of me as my hands played over the pale tits, groping and pulling on my nipples. I twisted each as I turned each into a rosy coloured nub. I bent my head forward and flicked my tongue out darting it out across the reddened surface. I moaned softly and I looked down quickly to ensure I hadn't woken him, he hadn't stirred. I knew he was inches away from my pussy
I finally twisted my nipples feeding one to my tongue where I flicked it across the reddened surface. I moan softly and quickly looked down to ensure I hadn't woken you, I see you haven't stirred. Knowing you're inches away from my pussy makes it throb and quiver. I could smell the musky scent of my juices that had leaked onto the lips of my pussy, which begged for him to dart his tongue out and lap them up.
I couldn't stand it any longer, I looked on in the mirror as I slid my hands past my stomach, past my smooth silky mound; I enjoyed the feel of my nails against the sensitive skin there. Silently I spread my lips to the heaven that awaited me. It was so warm and wet, my fingers slid in the musky, sweet juices. I dipped one finger in then the other; I searched for the glorious g-spot.
When I found it I rocked my fingers over the hidden treasure, it sent waves of pleasure through me. I rocked my hips as I sent the hypnotic sensations deeper.