She smiled into the second mirror, enjoying watching herself getting filled and knowing how it would look for her viewer. My cock felt like it was going to burst, my grip seeming to get stronger and stronger, especially when she started alternating slapping her buttocks, leaving red marks as she did so. After a few minutes, Beth rose, letting the dildos slide out of her with a loud slurping sound, and turned to face the camera.
She lowered onto the dildos again, squatting but turning slightly so you could see both dildos penetrating her sweet holes from the camera view and through the background mirror. After riding the dildos for a few more minutes, she paused and looked up, towards the bedroom door.
“Oh, how long have you been watching?” she said, “Join us? Well, both of my holes are busy at the minute.”
She reached down and picked up another dildo, the same size but this one had a set of realistic-looking balls too. As easily as she’d taken the dildos into her pussy and arse, she slid the dildo into her mouth. Her cheeks bulged as the dildo stretched her mouth, pushing it right in and making her gag a little. She withdrew a little, then pushed it in again until all of the shaft was in. She flicked her tongue out and licked the balls.
She rode the dildos slower now, concentrating on the dildo in her mouth, increasing her pace until it seemed she couldn’t go any quicker. A few times she had to pull the dildo out, almost vomiting and saliva running out of her mouth and down her neck and chest. Each time she quickly pushed the dildo back in and face-fucked herself. Her body started to shake, her legs trembling, and she knelt to get more balance.
Her orgasm racked through her body so hard she looked like she was having a seizure, and as she regained a bit of composure she took the dildo from her mouth and squeezed both of the balls. White semen-looking liquid shot from the dildo and shot over her face, Beth groaning loudly as it did so. Even while it still spurted her tongue flicked out and licked the liquid into her mouth.
My cock was getting ready to burst too, I’d been deliberately trying to keep a calm stroke, and as I gripped my cock tighter I heard a noise. Turning towards the bedroom door I saw it was open, and Beth standing watching me.
“What the, how long..” I said before Beth put her finger to her mouth and shushed me.
“Lie on your back,” she growled.
As I did so, releasing my cock as I moved into position, Beth quickly pulled her dress up and over her head, dropping it to the floor where I noticed her already discarded knickers were. She stood over my head, facing down my body, my view now of the same wet pussy above me that I’d been watching on video for a while now.
“Start stroking, slowly, and don’t think about touching me,” Beth hissed, “and of course, Mum can’t find out.”
I heard her soft moans of pleasure as she watched my cock, and saw as she slid her fingers through her wet folds, pushing them apart as she rubbed at her clit. Little dribbles of her juices started flowing down her thighs, more so as her other hand moved behind her and she slid three fingers into her arsehole. She groaned more, keeping her arse plugged rather than fucking it, moaning louder.
“Fuck, I need to get a closer view,” she said, “no fucking touching.”
I wondered why she’d stressed it, she’d already made it clear, then understood as she squatted and moved the hand that was in her arse to plant it by my hip. Seemingly to give me a better view she raised her one leg, giving her a better balance too. Now she rubbed her clit just inches above me, the squelching of her hot wetness amplified, the smell of her sex filling my nostrils.
I gripped my cock tighter, I had an urge to stick out my tongue and taste her too. She’d probably scream and that would be the end of it, but it would be worth it if only for a few seconds.
“Oh god, oh god, fuck, fuck, fuck….” she cried out.
Her fingers plunged into her sticky hole and I noticed her arse and hips shaking, then Beth groaned loudly and as she fingered through her orgasm, she squirted over my face. Now I opened my mouth, drinking it in, now glad I hadn’t jumped too soon. Beth removed her hand and slumped sideways lying on the floor. Around thirty seconds later she opened her eyes and looked at me, still lying there, cock still in hand but not wanking anymore. Beth moved onto her knees.
“Your turn,” she told me.
I looked at her puzzled.
“Stand up and cum on my face now,” she said,” it’s my favourite thing,” she smiled.
I stood and faced her, and she shuffled forward, mouth open and her tongue out, less than six inches from the tip of my cock. She looked up at me with puppy dog eyes, her hands cupping her breasts and squeezing them together, rubbing across her nipples with her thumbs. I started stroking, faster and faster, as she looked at me pleadingly.
It only took a couple of minutes until I grunted loudly, and the first ribbon of my cum shot over her face. She groaned louder still, and not just because her hands were between her legs, one fingering herself and the other seeing to her clit. With each string of cum that hit her face she groaned and her body shook, especially when one shot down her throat. Just as I’d finished cumming, she groaned and came again.
She slumped onto her back, opening her eyes and smiling up at me as she used her fingers to remove the sticky mess from her face, licking it down greedily. She stood, picked up her dress and knickers and told me she was going to shower, leaving me standing with my limp cock in my hand, almost not believing what had just happened.
If I was expecting repeat performances I was going to be disappointed. Three weeks later and I’m tempted to ask Marie if she had twin girls. Beth has gone back to her normal self, quiet and unassuming, keeping herself to herself, barely acknowledging my existence. It was like that day never happened, I wish I’d taken pictures as proof as even I’m doubting I didn’t just dream it.
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