The Girl in the Mirror Pt. 13

I grinned at Sonja as the limo pulled up beside a rather extravagant looking hotel.

"Wow! This place looks fancy!"

Sonja just nodded back at me. Her eyes still looking a bit glazed as she fidgeted absently with the hem of her dress.

She'd been that way ever since I'd made her stop masturbating. Her whole body seeming to hum with arousal.

"Still no word from the plumber then?"

Sonja just shook her head in frustration.

"Well at least you have your reward to look forward to. Any idea what position you're going to choose?"

Sonja shook her head again. "There are too many options running through my head right now and I can't pick which one I want to do most. Maybe once I've cum again I'll be able to think with some clarity."

At that point our conversation was interrupted as Frank opened the car door. Sonja clambered out carefully and I followed behind, muttering an uncomfortable 'thanks' to Frank as we exited.

Sonja didn't wait around, striding purposefully into the hotel foyer. I followed along feeling once again like an imposter. We walked together across the foyer and waited patiently for an elevator to become available. After half a minute, one showed up and we stepped in together. Sonja punched a code into a dial pad on the elevator wall and we began to ascend, climbing steadily towards the top of the building until finally the elevator came to a halt with a loud 'ding.'

The doors opened and we were greeted by an exceptionally handsome man.

"Good evening ladies, my name is Andre and I will be your host for this evening. If you would please step this way, I will show you to your suite." He stared at me intently as he spoke and I felt myself blush, feeling self conscious under his steady gaze. Andre motioned down the corridor and we immediately fell into step behind him. As we followed I took the opportunity to scrutinise him further.

Andre was wearing a crisp white shirt with long sleeves and a collar. His broad shoulders filled out the shirt nicely, the material stretching to accommodate his muscular arms. His legs were clad in a pair of neat, black dress pants which very clearly accentuated his toned legs and tight posterior. Something I couldn't help appreciating as he strode ahead of me.

After a minute he stopped and turned towards us with a smile. My god he was a beautiful man. He had short dark hair and deep brown eyes. His face was clean shaven and moulded with a kind of masculine elegance.

I tried to smile confidently as he caught me gawking, though I don't think I succeeded. Up until a week ago, a guy like Andre wouldn't even have noticed me, let alone have looked at me twice. Now he was staring at me with an almost smouldering intensity. I felt my cheeks flush as I glanced awkwardly down at my toes. When I looked back up, I could see a cocky, confident smile on his face as he turned to address Sonja.

I wondered to myself 'where has the confident goddess from half an hour ago, gone?' After all I had had no problems asserting myself around Destiny. In fact as I pondered further, I started to wonder exactly how things with Destiny had transpired. Did it just happen that we managed to come across a lesbian shop attendant who didn't mind sleeping with her clients? Or perhaps was Sonja just so seductive that she was able to turn Destiny in such a short time? I reconsidered the whole encounter. There was no doubt that Sonja was persuasive, but even so, I felt like something more was at play. I remembered the last time I'd slept with my reflection. Memories of being picked up and fucked magnificently, filled my mind. I recalled the feelings that had flooded through my body as my reflection climaxed deep inside of me. It had felt like my body was being filled with something more than cum. Is that what had happened? Could I control people? Or at the least manipulate them? If so then why did I feel like an anxious wall flower right now and not like a mind controlling goddess who could fuck whoever she wants?

"Aaah... Lexi...? Are you coming?" Sonja's words broke into my thoughts and I suddenly crashed back to the present. "Sorry about Lexi, she does this sometimes." Sonja explained apologetically to Andre who had finished talking and was now holding the door open while staring at me with a bemused look on his face. Sonja was already though the door looking back at me with a perplexed smile, like someone who had asked a dog to roll over only for it to sit obediently.

"Sorry... I zoned out," I muttered as I hurried through the door.

'She does this sometimes,' Sonja's words echoed through my head. Geez, way to give me a complex Sonja. My head began to spin. Did I do this sometimes? Had everyone noticed? Did they laugh about it behind my back?

"Take a seat Lexi."

Fuck, it had happened again. I hurriedly pushed my thoughts to the back of my mind, glancing around at my surroundings as I took a seat at a small square table with a large white table cloth that ran all the way to the floor. The table itself was unimpressive, the large balcony we sat on however was truly breathtaking, or at least the view from it was. The balcony had solid walls on either side of it, obscuring us from anyone on an adjacent balcony. The railing of the balcony was made from clear panes of glass and offered us an uninhibited view of city below. I felt my eyes go wide as I beheld the beautiful city lights sprawled out beneath us.

"Now ladies would you care to hear the specials tonight?" Andre asked, preparing to list them off.

I started to nod but Sonja cut in first. "That won't be necessary thank you Andre. We're going to be having the 8-course, chefs progressive dinner tonight."

Andre opened his mouth to reply, but Sonja continued before he could utter another word.

"And for drinks we would like a bottle of Wherlot Sans Red. That will be all for now thank you Andre."

Andre opened and closed his mouth for a second before nodding his understanding and departing quietly. I marvelled to myself at Sonja's confidence. She seemed to be able to take control effortlessly, giving orders with an air of expectation that left no room for denial. I felt a tinge of jealousy and wondered again if perhaps I possessed the power to control people. Then it occurred to me that I did have one person I could control and that was Sonja! Come to think of it she was getting a little too cocky for someone who was supposed to be my sex pet.

I thought about putting her in her place right then and there, but decided against it for the moment. This was Sonja's world and I had to admit it was nice having someone to guide me though the intricacies that came with it. When the wine came she showed me exactly how to swirl it and explained what accents and flavours I should be looking for. It just tasted like wine to me, but I didn't let on, instead trying to nod in what I hoped was a look of sage understanding and agreement as I listened intently.

From there Andre began to ply us with different foods, each only a few mouthfuls in size. I found this most bizarre, having never been out for a progressive dinner before. I wondered how on earth I was ever going to feel full if each plate was so tiny, but to my surprise I found that I felt quite satisfied by the time I finished the last portion.

Throughout our dinner Sonja and I chatted easily, and I was surprised to find her knowledgeable and worldly. She had always seemed like the wicked witch, just waiting to send out her pack of flying monkeys at the drop of a hat. But the more time I spent with her, the more I came to understand her as a person and the more our dynamic shifted from just that of a mistress and a slave.

Somewhere around the third course Sonja explained to me that her mother had died when she was four. From that point on she had been raised by a string of nanny's and housekeepers before being put through a private all girls school. After graduating from there she had been told (not asked) that she would be working as her fathers assistant. For the next three years her father had watched her every move, moulding her into the brutal business woman he expected her to be. No matter how hard she tried, he was always critical, never once acknowledging any of her achievements. When she was twenty one he had given her the financial backing to acquire her first apartment block. From there she had built an empire, but that didn't matter to him, whenever they spoke he would bring up a missed business opportunity from her past or start questioning her about why a particular building was costing more to maintain. I have to admit that by the time she finished talking about it, I couldn't help but pity her. I mean, hey my parents are no saints, but compared to her Dad they looked like a pare of superstars.

It was at about the sixth course that Sonja started to talk about her love life. She told me that she had been engaged once when she was thirty two. A handsome young man called Gavin had caught her eye. He was the son of a rich telecommunications CEO and they had hit it off immediately. Looking back Sonja said she could see now how superficial and juvenile their love had been. But at the time it had all seemed so real. At least right up until she caught him sleeping with his secretary.

So by the time we reached the end of our eighth course, not only did I feel like I'd run a marathon, but I felt like I had gained a far better understanding of the woman sitting before me. She may have only looked a few years older than me, but in reality she had already lived a life and experienced far more than I had.

I'd set out at the start of the meal, intending to put her in her place, but instead I wondered if I hadn't been put in mine. As I looked at Sonja thoughtfully she gave me a knowing smile. After a moment she spoke.

"So Lexi, surely Destiny didn't drain all the lust out of you? We've been sitting here now at this picturesque location for eight whole courses and you're yet to make a move?"

I shrugged uncomfortably, "I guess I just haven't had any good ideas."

Sonja gave me a sceptical look. "Really? You haven't had a single fantasy come to mind?"

I thought for a moment. "Well I did have one come to mind when we walked in." Sonja nodded as if to say 'go on.'

"Well, you know the scene from one of the American Pie movies, where Alyson Hannigan is under the table at the restaurant."

Sonja looked at me blankly. "What's American Pie?"

I stared at her like she had two heads and was once again reminded of the gap in our ages.

"It's a movie and in one of the scenes a girl gets under a table just like this one and gives her date a blow job."

A wicked glint came into Sonja's eye. "Well then why don't you put your cock on and maybe you'll get to live out your fantasy."

Her words sent a thrill through my body and I hesitated as my hand moved towards my clutch. I looked over my shoulder feeling uncertain as I checked that the door was closed and Andre was nowhere to be found. Sensing that I was still on the fence, Sonja began to egg me on.

"Go on whip it out. You know how good it's going to feel buried in the back of my throat!" At these words Sonja's lips parted and her tongue traced a sensual lap across her lips. I hesitated for another moment and Sonja gave me a seductive smile before biting her lip in a way that made my knickers flood. Taking one last look over my shoulder, I stood and hastily removed my panties. Unzipping my clutch, I quickly fished out my dildo before stuffing my panties inside. Lifting the hem of my dress, I placed the base of the dildo against my mons, groaning as the now familiar sensation of having a penis washed over me. Looking at Sonja I could see that her eyes were fixed on my penile invader, hunger written all over her face. There was something in that look that made my heart rate quicken as blood rushed to my cock, causing it to lengthen, unfurling like a flag on a pole.

I released my grip on the dress, letting it fall back down, covering my nakedness. A small gasp escaped my lips as the silky fabric caressed the head of my cock, causing it to jump in response. The sensation was completely new to me and I couldn't help but marvel at the way the soft material stimulated my erection, enlarging it further as I sat back down and slid my chair in under the table.

Sonja gave me a sultry smile from across the table and then wordlessly slid from her chair, disappearing from sight. After half a minute I felt the table cloth move as she pushed it up onto my lap. I wriggled my hips to assist and after a moment I felt my cock slide free. I waited now with bated breath, for that other worldly sensation. When it finally came, it felt like I was ascending to Nirvana. This was probably only my third or fourth blow job, but I could already tell with absolute certainty, I would never get sick of this feeling! I could have a thousand blow jobs and I'd still happily walk half a mile, dragging my balls across a plank full of rusty nails if Sonja's mouth was waiting at the other end.

Her lips enveloped the head of my penis and her tongue went to work with expert precision, stroking its way across the head of my cock. I let out a loud moan which just seemed to egg her on, her tongue moving to glide up and down the underside of my cock. I placed both hands down on the table top and my head tilted back as I reviled in Sonja's divine touch.

Of course that was the moment that Andre walked back out onto the balcony. I jumped immediately at the sound of the door opening and my cock slipped from between Sonja's lips as my hands hurriedly fell to my side, holding the tablecloth in place tightly.

Andre was halfway to the table when he stopped suddenly, realising Sonja's absence. He frowned slightly, looking perturbed.

"Ah... Where is Miss Stevenson?"

"Oh, she just had to go to the toilet." I lied, my cheeks going red as I looked up at him guiltily.

Andres eyes narrowed as he looked at me. Clearly he knew she hadn't left the balcony somehow. He looked from me to the balcony railing and back again, concern now written on his face. Realising what he was thinking, I opened my mouth to try and placate him. Unfortunately, Sonja chose that moment to take my cock back into her mouth, deep throating me in one swift move. Instead of calming words, a surprised squawk escaped from my lips and my hands grabbed wildly at the table.

A look of understanding passed across Andres face and he hurriedly turned away, muttering "My apologies, I'll come back later."

I don't know what came over me at that point, but I cried out for him to stop. Perhaps it was the beautiful blonde bobbing up and down on my cock, that drove me to it, or maybe it was simply the fact I'd never had a chance with a man as a attractive as Andre. All I knew is I didn't want him to leave.

Andre stopped at my words, turning to look at me awkwardly. I tried to keep my face neutral, though it was very clear that I was being serviced beneath the table, though not in the way he would have expected.

We stared at each other for a few seconds as he waited for me to continue, finally I had an idea. It was time to test out how much control I had.

"Get your cock out."

Andre stared at me in surprise, then slowly shook his head.

"Show me your cock. I want to see it."

Andre stood frozen for a second, then finally shook his head again slowly, taking a step back towards the door.

"Wait!" I stared at him wondering what I needed to say. My eyes roamed his body drinking in his magnificent physique. I felt a need swell up inside of me. I wanted to take him home. I wanted to show him my mirror. I wasn't convinced there would be many areas that the mirror could improve on him, but hell I'd like to see it try. Finally our eyes met and I stared into those deep brown pits for a few moments before I spoke again. This time my words sounded smooth and seductive, I could feel his resistance waning.

"Please come back Andre. I want to see all of you." This time it was my turn to lick my lips sensually.

Andre hesitated for a few seconds longer, taking one last uncertain glance at the door before walking back to the table.

He stopped a few feet from me and I smiled up at him hungrily, like a leopard assessing its prey.

"Take out your penis," I instructed, biting my lip suggestively. Andre did as I instructed, first unbuttoning the top of his pants before slowly unzipping his fly.

At that moment a large groan escaped my lips as Sonja withdrew from deep throating me, instead sucking on the lip of my cock like a lollipop while her hand steadily pumped my shaft.

Andre hooked his fingers into the band of his underwear and after a moments pause, slowly peeled them down to his thighs.

His cock sprang free and I stared at his manhood in surprise. He was completely clean shaven down there, with not a single hair visible, but that wasn't what had surprised me. It would seem that I had finally found an aspect of him that my mirror might be able to improve.

To be fair, his cock wasn't catastrophically small by any means. It just didn't live up to the expectation set by his masculine physique. I suppose I may also be guilty of being a tad judgemental, though it's hard not to be scathing of everyone else when you have such a magnificent, pussy destroying cock between your legs.

Andre fidgeted under my gaze for a moment before giving into his urges. Reaching out almost robotically, he grasped his shaft and began to slowly stroke it.

Between my legs, Sonja had stopped her stroking, instead she teased me, tracing her tongue up and down the underside of my cock, even going so low as to suck one of my testicles into her mouth for a few seconds. I let out another involuntary groan as my mind processed this new sensation. Releasing my testicle, Sonja returned to tracing her tongue along my length.

My focus returned to Andre and I began to pay more attention to the way he was stroking himself, his hand gliding up and down his shaft. Every so often he would pause, peeling back his foreskin to run his thumb across the tip. As I watched him it occurred to me that I'd never masturbated my own dick. I considered the idea for a moment. I'd given a few hand jobs in my time and I felt sure I had done a good job of them, but how would it feel to stroke my own cock?

After a few more seconds of contemplation my mind was made up. Leaning forward, I peeled the table cloth up, bringing Sonja and my cock into view.

A look of surprise crossed Andres face as he stared down at Sonja, her lips still wrapped around the monster between my legs. Despite his surprise, he didn't seem overly bothered, continuing to play with himself as he watched Sonja's head bob.

Reaching down with my free hand, I grabbed a handful of Sonja's hair and slowly pulled her away from my cock. A desperate whimper escaped her lips as my penis sprung free and Sonja stared up at me confused.

"You're going to suck him off now, while I watch." I nodded towards Andre and Sonja looked at him in surprise, apparently only now becoming aware of his presence. Sonja didn't seem bothered by the assignment, crawling quickly towards him before kneeling between Andres legs. Without any further hesitation, she swallowed his cock effortlessly, causing Andre to groan as she hummed around his shaft.

After a moment my attention returned to my crotch. Peeling back my skirt, I tucked it into the bodice of my dress, keeping it clear of my cock. I stared down at the throbbing erect serpent between my legs, still struggling to comprehend that it was now a part of me. Reaching down, I traced a finger down the side of my erection, my cock gave a twitch in response and I felt a little thrill run through my body.

My fingers found their way around my shaft as I gripped it tightly. My hand felt so good, wrapped around my penis, I began to stroke it instinctively, picking up pace quickly. To my surprise, I felt the skin of my foreskin stretch and pinch painfully, hastily I loosened my grip, stroking my hand up and down my shaft rapidly. Now however I found my grip was too loose, grazing the skin as my fingers snagged the head of my penis. I released my grip for a moment and stared down at my erection thoughtfully.

Apparently I wasn't as much of a hand job aficionado as I thought. I cast my mind back to the way that Andre had stroked himself so comfortably. Mimicking his action, I carefully wrapped my fingers around the shaft of my penis. Squeezing it gently, I began to pump slowly up and down, this time travelling a shorter distance, limiting my movements so that my hand only went as far as the skin could stretch comfortably. Finding a nice rhythm, a groan escaped my lips as the feeling of my foreskin rolling across the head of my penis before quickly unfurling back down my shaft, threatened to overwhelm me.

I could feel the first tingling in my balls, a sign that I now knew spoke of an impending orgasm. Not wanting things to end too soon, I slowed the pace of my stroking, instead bringing my free hand down to cradle my testicles.

Now as I've said before, I'd been with a few men before, so these weren't the first testicles I'd had access to. That said, I'd never really taken the opportunity to explore them much with my sexual partners. Now I had my own testicles, I was free to explore without fear of judgement. Rolling the skin of my ball sack between my fingers, I began to tug on it gently, marvelling at how stretchy and soft the skin was, conforming to whatever shape I pulled it into. Next my fingers found one of my testicles and I tried in vain to hold it between my thumb and forefinger. Instead my testicle danced away from me, slipping through my finger tips. It was like trying to squeeze a slippery bar of soap.

Giving up on my gonads, my focus returned to my penis. Increasing my speed, I felt a droplet of opaque pre-cum seep from the tip of my erection. Remembering the way Andre had wiped his thumb across the head of his penis, I peeled back my foreskin and carefully spread the droplet around.

My god it felt heavenly, a whimper escaped my lips and I damn near blew my load right then and there.

After a second the droplet started to dry out. Squeezing my shaft tightly, I was able to squeeze out a second droplet, spreading it around my tip, the same as the first.

It felt so good, I knew I didn't have long before I would cum. I looked up to see how Sonja and Andre were progressing and the most magnificent sight met my eyes. Sonja had peeled down the top of her dress, letting her breasts hang free in the night air. She was giving Andre the same lollipop treatment she had given me. One of her hands was wrapped around his cock while the other disappeared beneath her dress, clearly working fast against her clit.

My eyes zeroed in on her luscious breasts, there was something hypnotic about the way they bounced. I could feel my lust taking over as the blood pumped in my ears.

In the past I'd often wondered what the big fuss was with breasts? Why were men so fascinated by them? They were just a couple of mounds of flesh, just baby feeders in waiting.

Well let me tell you, as I sat there staring and Sonja's magnificent mammaries, I most certainly understood the appeal. My mind was filled with them, I felt a yearning, to touch them, to lick them, to paint them with my cum. Wait, what? I tried to rebel against the thoughts inside my head, but like a weed in a garden bed the idea had taken root.

Suddenly my mind was filled with images of my cock spurting cum across Sonja's face and tits. I felt aroused and appalled at the same time. I'd never let a guy give me a facial before and the fact I wanted to do it so badly right now, made me feel like a traitor to my people.

I wrestled with my urges for a few more moments. I knew Sonja would let me, hell she'd probably encourage me. The image of my cum dripping from Sonja's smiling mouth filled my mind and pushed me closer to the edge. There wasn't much time, if I didn't act now I'd be painting the floor with my cum instead.

My mind took a back seat as I let my cock take over. I stood up quickly, taking two steps to stand beside Andre. Sonja had her eyes closed as she sucked him dreamily. Reaching out with my free hand I grasped a handful of her hair, gently prying her from the tip of his knob. Sonja's eyes opened in surprise, but immediately a smile spread across her face as she saw my cock mere inches from her. Reading my mind, she opened her mouth wide, poking out her tongue. Her face looking like the perfect place to deposit my cum. The message had clearly reached my balls, as I felt them begin to tighten, lifting as they prepared to unload.

My hand was now pumping frantically as I stared down into Sonja's beautiful blue eyes. Sonja's tongue traced around her lips as she smiled up at me hungrily.

"Do it Lexi. Cover me with your cum!"

Her words pushed me over the edge. I felt a ricochet travel up my shaft, then a load of cum shot from the tip, striking Sonja between the eyes. I adjusted my aim and the second white, hot load landed on her tongue. My cock wasn't finished yet and I urgently pointed it lower as I unloaded three more times, leaving long white ropes of cum across her supple breasts.

A deep sigh escaped my lips and I felt the fog evaporate from my brain as a wave of post nut clarity hit me. I stumbled backwards, sitting back down on my chair, with my cock still resting in my palm.

Sonja for her part didn't seem bothered by my facial, on the contrary she seemed to be further aroused by it. One hand clearly still working frantically between her legs while the other scooped the cum off her face before guiding it into her mouth. She gave me a satisfied smile as she gulped it down.

It was at that point Andre reached his limit, depositing two smaller loads alongside mine on Sonja's chest. I could see the tension dissipate from his body and his eyes seemed to suddenly refocus as he became aware of what his own lust had driven him to. I could sense the he might be a flight risk as his post nut clarity kicked in, so I called out to him in what I hoped was a soothing tone.

"Please, take a seat Andre." I motioned towards Sonja's seat at the other end of the table. I figured Sonja didn't need it at the moment, she was currently too preoccupied smearing our cum across her chest, one hand plucking at her nipples while the other worked feverishly between her legs.

"I'd like you to come back to my place with us Andre. I think we could all have a really good time. What do you think?"

Andre stared at me thoughtfully for a few moments, his eyes drifting down to the now semi-erect member between my legs. Next he glanced over at Sonja who had now rolled onto her back with her furry pussy pointed towards us, her fingers barely visible as they worked amongst the dense foliage.

Andres eyes met mine and he cleared his throat before replying. "I think that sounds like a lot of fun."

A smile broke across my face.

"Perfect, well then, let's not waste any more time." Standing up I un-bunched the skirt of my dress, letting it fall back across my thighs as I picked up my bag.

"Come on Sonja, it's time to go. You have to stop masturbating now."

Sonja's fingers ground to a halt and she stared up at me looking miserable and disheveled.

"Come on Sonja, let's get you cleaned up."

As she stood, I grabbed some napkins from the table and carefully wiped the cum from her breasts, along with a small drop that she'd missed on her cheek.

Andre had clearly got the message, readjusting his pants and tucking in his shirt as I helped Sonja get her breasts back into her dress. Sonja had a glazed look in her eyes and as I straightened the top of her dress I could feel her hips grinding her pelvis against my leg, frantically trying for any stimulation.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and checked it. "Sorry Sonja, still no word from Natalie. Now let's get going."

Andre led the way as we headed back to the elevator. It was at that point I suddenly realised that I hadn't removed my penis. I was reminded by the soft material of my dress sliding rather delightfully across the head of my semi-erect cock. It sent a small thrill up my spine and I felt my cock jump between my legs. It kept happening, the whole way as we walked across the foyer to our waiting car and by the time we were seated I was once again sporting a full blown erection.

I don't know how the hell guys deal with dragging one of these things around all the time. I did everything in my power to hide the tent between my legs. First I tried to cross my legs, but I aborted that option quickly after I felt one of my testicles being painfully squished between my thighs. Turns out those little guys are quite sensitive, who knew?

Then I tried to sit with my hands between my legs, holding my erection against my leg. That worked to keep it hidden somewhat, but having my hand pressed against my cock just seemed to rile it up further, causing it to throb and twitch noticeably beneath my palm.

Thankfully it was only a short drive back to my apartment and in no time at all we were exiting the vehicle and walking across the foyer of our apartment block.

Of course now my erection posed a whole new dilemma, poking out very obviously against the skirt of my dress. Pressing it downwards was simply not an option as my rigid cock refused to bend that way. Instead I was able to manoeuvre it upwards, holding it against my abdomen and shielding it from view with my clutch.

I couldn't help musing to myself that I had finally found something that was better about being a woman. After all, I could get as horny as I wanted in public and no one would be any the wiser. Sure, I'd have to wander about with damp knickers, but that was nothing compared to dealing with this trouser snake all the time.

Mercifully, we arrived at my room without incident and I quickly opened the door and ushered Andre and Sonja inside.

"Hey Andre, come and check out my antique mirror." I wasn't in the mood to beat around the bush, I wanted to see what kind of changes the mirror might envision for this already beautiful man.

Andre gave me a curious look but complied with my request, walking over to stand in front of the mirror.

Sonja came to stand beside me and we both stared intently at Andres reflection. I'm not going to lie, at first glance it was pretty disappointing. The mirror had smoothed over a few small blemishes, but on the whole Andre still didn't look too different.

I began to wonder if perhaps the mirror preferred more ordinary people than those who were already attractive, but my thoughts were interrupted as Andre wordlessly stripped off his shirt. He began to pose in front of the mirror, comparing his muscular frame to that of his reflection. Again the changes were only minor.

Next Andre stripped off his pants and underwear, straightening in front of the mirror, completely naked.

He let out a shriek of surprise and his hands immediately groped between his legs. Sonja and I both inhaled sharply as we stared between the legs of his reflection. Where his penis should have been there was instead just a smooth stretch of skin. Indeed he looked like a human Ken doll.

As I stared closer I realised there was a small line of flesh running across his pubic bone for about two inches, almost like a sideways vagina.

I glanced back at Andres cock, it was still there. In fact the mirror had already began to work its magic, causing his dick to expand until it was fully erect. Andre's hand wrapped around his shaft as he began to stroke himself slowly.

Andre's reflection mimicked his actions and I gasped in shock as a strange movement caught my eye. The slit between Andre's reflections legs had parted like a pair of lips and something had shot out from between them. It was like a long red fleshy tentacle, easily the same length as my penis, but not as thick. Unlike my penis this tentacled member seemed to taper to a point. As I stared closer at the tentacle, I could see a patchwork of veins running up its red length, similar to a regular penis. I also noticed that the surface of the tentacle appeared to be coated in some kind of lubricant, allowing Andres reflection to pump himself with ease.

Andre for his part didn't seem at all concerned about his reflection, instead his eyes shifted about, roaming first across his own body, then mine, before they settled on Sonja who I now realised was also naked.

My eyes moved to Sonjas body and I was suddenly reminded I had a throbbing erection between my own legs. I stared at the beautiful naked woman beside me and I could feel my cock twitch beneath the skirt of my dress. My eyes roamed her body, focusing first on her pert breasts before traversing the soft curves of her body to stare at the dense triangle of hair between her legs. The lustful throbbing was back in my ears and I felt a sexual fog descend once again as I beheld her small tuft of fur. I love the look of a bald pussy, but there is something so exciting and mysterious about a vagina hidden beneath a thick patch of pubic hair. It's like having one more veil that needs to be pulled back, even once all your clothes are gone.

"Get on the bed." The words rasped from my throat, breaking Sonja's attention away from Andre.

"Pardon."

"I said get on the bed." This time my words were loud and confident. As Sonja scrambled to comply, I peeled my dress up and off my body.

"Get on your back."

Sonja rolled onto her back in the middle of the bed, spreading her legs wide so that the lips of her labia opened slightly, offering me a glimpse of her pink wonders, hidden beneath the dark hair.

I knelt between her legs and Sonja spread them wider, lifting her hips upwards so that her pink little asshole came into view. I stared at the little wrinkled starfish and felt the same wave of curiosity wash over me as I had ever other time I saw Sonja's ass. The soft skin around her sphincter was completely free of hair, it was like a little pink target had been laid out for me. How would my dick feel inside her ass? I shook my head slightly.

If I did that I really would be a traitor to my people. After all, I'd never let a guy stick his dick there, in fact, I'd actively bemoaned the fact that guys always wanted to try for it. I'd be a massive hypocrite if I only had a dick for a few days and I already started giving girls facials and sticking my dick in their ass's. So why couldn't my eyes leave her rear. I willed myself to look away, but her puckered little asshole seemed to be calling to me, urging me on.

"Ah... Sonja... Have you ever... Um... tried anal?"

Sonja smirked up at me, cocking her eyebrow as if she could read my mind.

"No. Do you wanna try?" She wiggled her ass back and forth sensually.

"No... ah... maybe... I don't know."

My hand reached out of its own volition, first stroking along the damp slit of her vagina, before gliding my now lubricated fingers across Sonja's tight back door. Sonja gave a long low moan as I teased her tight entry and suddenly my mind was made up.

Stepping back, I reached under my bed and pulled out a bottle of lubricant. I didn't plan to do it, but suddenly, I was kneeling over Sonja with a large tube labelled 'Premium Anal Lubricant.' I quickly squirted some onto my dick. The lubricant felt warm and quickly dispersed itself along my shaft. Holding the tube against Sonja's ass I gave it a squeeze. She let out another moan as the lubricant coated her rear entry. Casting the lubricant aside, I knelt between her legs again. Staring down at the tightly crinkled flesh, wondering if I had the nerve to go on. After one more second of contemplation I leant forward and prepared to take her.

I couldn't believe I was actually doing it. I pressed the tip of my cock against Sonja's sweet rose bud and paused almost reverently. I hesitated for a moment, wondering if I really had the nerve to knock down Sonja's back door.

Staring up at me, Sonja's blue eyes were wide and her chest heaved as she whispered to me. "Do it Lexi. Take my anal virginity."

With one last big breath, I pressed my hips forward slowly. For a moment Sonja's puckered asshole resisted my invasion, then all of a sudden it gave way and the head of my cock slipped inside. I let out a groan as the sensation overwhelmed me. Her ass was tighter than any pussy had ever been. It felt like there was a tight elastic band wrapped around the end of my penis. As her ass tightened ever so slightly with each breath I could feel it gently caressing the sensitive skin on the head of my penis.

I gave Sonja a couple more seconds to adjust before I slowly began to feed more of my cock into her forbidden cave. I tried to be as gentle as I could, but even so, she was always going to have a tough time taking an enormous cock like mine. I watched Sonja's face as I fed in another inch. Her eyes were wide open and her nostrils flared as she clenched her teeth together.

I waited again to see if she would tell me to stop, but Sonja just gave a small grunt and gasped out. "Keep going... give it all to me."

At her words I pressed forwards harder. I'd done a good job of lubricating my cock and as I put my weight behind it, Sonja's ass ate up every inch. I'm not going to lie to you. Sonja's ass felt like heaven. That tight elastic band squeezed its way down the entire length of my cock, doing things to me that no pussy ever had. I stared down at Sonja in surprise as her ass pressed in against my dick from every angle, like a glove made specifically for my member. I struggled to comprehend what I was feeling. It all made no sense. If ass's weren't supposed to have dicks in them, then why did they feel so goddamn fantastic! At this point there was no doubt I was a traitor to my kind. But did I care anymore? Nope, not one bit. Not only was I fucking a girls ass, I was enjoying the hell out of it.

Slowly I withdrew my cock until only the head was inside her. Then in one smooth motion, I buried myself up to the hilt. I repeated the motion three more times before I had to stop. Somehow, inexplicably I found myself already on the cusp of orgasm. I couldn't fathom how it had happened so fast. It took all my will power to stave of cumming, my whole body tensed up as I hovered over Sonja my face contorted in blissful agony. After a few seconds my orgasm receded and I breathed out a big sigh of relief. I was having way too much fun fucking Sonja's ass, there was no way I wanted it to be over already.

"So what does it feel like?" I asked, trying to buy myself a little more time.

Sonja scrunched up her face as she considered my question for a moment. Then her cheeks flushed red as the answer clearly came to her. She spoke with an embarrassed smile dancing across her face. "It's kinda weird. When it's going in it feels strange... peculiar I guess. Not in a bad way necessarily, I guess I'm just not used to things travelling that way. But then when you pull it back out... well ah... this is kind of embarrassing to say, but you know when you do a really big poo?"

I nodded for her to go on, trying to keep the amusement from my face.

"Well it's like when you do a big poo and you get that nice satisfying feeling, but then it's like the poop jumps back out of the toilet and pushes itself back up your ass... and that's the bit that feels kinda peculiar."

I couldn't help it, at that point I burst out with laughter and thankfully Sonja joined me in my mirth. We laughed together for a minute and the surrealness of the whole situation seemed to roll over me. If you had told me I was going to be here two weeks ago I would have called you crazy. But here I was sporting a detachable cock that I'd buried balls deep in the ass of my once bitchy land lord - who I now kind of liked - while discussing the overall sensation of the whole act!

Finally our laughter died down. "So does that mean it doesn't feel good for you?" I asked nervously. Right now it was taking all of my self control not to start plowing her ass like a farmer in a field.

"Well you see, that's the peculiar part," replied Sonja. "It doesn't feel bad, just different and what's more, it's making my pussy run like a tap."

I stared down at her pussy for the first time. The dense foliage of her pubic hair seemed to have parted in the same way that Moses had parted the seas. The lips of her labia had opened revealing her pink depths. I gazed down at the strip of soft flesh hungrily.

"Spread your pussy for me," I rasped, my throat suddenly dry.

Sonja complied and I stared at her pink depths. The lips of her sex glistened, a testament to just how wet she was.

"Finger yourself for me," I rasped.

Slowly Sonja complied, feeding two delicate fingers into her vagina. I felt her knuckles graze against the thin wall of flesh that separated her ass from her vagina. Sonja began to flick her fingers and I felt a gentle strumming as her movements reverberated across the head of my cock.

"Fuck! That feels amazing!" Sonja gasped. "I feel so full!"

"Don't stop!" I grunted. "Feels so g-good!"

Of course it was at that moment that Sonja's phone began to ring. Her head whipped around at the sound as she looked longingly at where she had left it on my dining table.

"Don't you dare stop!" I commanded as Sonja's fingers slowed. She immediately kicked them back into gear, all the while staring longingly at her phone as it rung out.

Finally it stopped ringing, but just as it stopped, mine started. With a sigh I picked it up off the bed. "Don't stop," I commanded before answering the call. It was Natalie.

"Oh hey Lexi. I just tried to call Sonja and give her the good news, but she didn't answer. Are you with her?"

"Yeah, she's here with me," I replied.

"Oh great. Well, you can tell her our hot waters fixed, she's free to cum."

"No worries. Thanks Natalie. I'll see you tomorrow. I'm just in the middle of something right now."

"Okay, no worries. See you then Lexi."

I hung up the phone and dropped it beside me on the bed, all the while keeping my face impassive.

"What did she say?" Asked Sonja with a desperate look in her eye.

"She said you should finger yourself harder," I replied, withdrawing my cock almost all the way before driving it back into Sonja's ass.

Sonja let out a surprised whimper and I felt her fingers pick up speed.

Leaning my weight forward, I began to pump my hips rhythmically, my cock sliding in and out of Sonja's ass effortlessly. Already I could feel the sensation of Sonja's virgin asshole beginning to overwhelm me.

"Tell me when you're close." I grunted through clenched teeth as I lost all control. All thoughts of being gentle had gone out the window as I began to ram my cock in and out so hard that the sounds of our body's slapping together, filled the apartment.

"Lexiiii I'm closeeee!" Sonja's words come out in a desperate, girlish whine that turned out to be the just the last push my orgasm needed.

Slamming my hips in one last time I felt my balls lift and then my cock spasmed as I sprayed Sonja's insides with my seed. My neck arched back and I stared at the ceiling as I bellowed out "You can cum!"

There was a delay of about a second as the words travelled the airwaves and my cock unleashed another load deep inside Sonja. Then my words took effect and Sonja let out a wild shriek. Her hips humped upwards and her back arched backwards against the bed as if she had been struck by a bolt of electricity. Her fingers exited her snatch as if they had been shot from a cannon. Then as I stared down at the thick nest of hair between her legs, her pussy contracted, spreading its pink lips wide as she unleashed an almighty squirting orgasm. I felt the contraction around my cock first, then a stream of fluid erupted from her pussy spraying a line of cum straight up my body, coating my navel and abdomen at first, before a second squirt sprayed up to cover my tits. Her third was so violent that it dislodged my cock from her ass as she sprayed a line of cum up my side. I was still cumming myself and for a moment our cum shared the same airspace, intersecting in midair. As my orgasm subsided, Sonja continued to roll across the bed, squirting continuously. She came to rest on her stomach with her legs spread wide and her rear end towards me. Panting, I watched in amazement as she continued to soak my sheets with rhythmic pulses as an afternoon of missed orgasms rolled through her body.

Finally, after what felt like forever, her orgasms subsided and Sonja passed out where she lay. I didn't even have the energy to lift up the covers, instead falling face first onto my pillow. I fell asleep almost immediately, with the sounds of Andre frantically beating his meat fading into the nothingness.

"Lexi! Lexi! Wake up!" The sound of Sonja's excited voice worked to pull me gradually into consciousness. I cast my bleary eyes around the room as I tried to locate the source of her excitement. Propping myself up on my shoulders I finally located her standing at the end of the bed.

"Look Lexi! I look just like my reflection!"

Wiping the sleep from my eyes I appraised her body drowsily. It was true, she definitely looked younger than she had yesterday. Her naked body looked simply pristine. Her breasts sat perfectly on her chest, looking youthful and perky. Sonja's blue eyes sparkled as she beamed down at me.

"Look at me Lexi! I look so young!"

It was true, if I didn't know any better I would have estimated she was the same age as me. I didn't get the chance to voice that fact however, as at that moment a movement behind Sonja caught my eye. My eyes went wide and I let out a small gasp.

The end of a bushy black tail reappeared, snaking it's way across Sonja's hip. I pointed wordlessly at the tail and Sonja gave a little laugh. Reaching down she let the bushy tip run through her fingers.

"Oh, do you like my tail Lexi?"

Without waiting for me to reply, Sonja turned away. I stared in wonder. The tail sprouted from the base of her spine, swaying back and forth like the tail of a large black cat. It looked like it had always been there, perched above her petite posterior. Sonja let her arm fall to her side and the tail curled itself around her wrist as she turned to face me once again.

"Well?"

"H-holy shit! That's incredible! I can't believe you've got a tail!"

Sonja gave a satisfied smile as she walked around the edge of the bed, stopping beside me.

"Do you want to touch it?"

I nodded vigorously, throwing my covers off and swinging my legs over the side of the bed so that we were once again facing each other. Sonja's tail left her wrist, instead curling past her hip, the bushy tip hovering in front of my face. Reaching up with gentle hands I slowly ran my fingers along her tail. The tail had the same silky consistency as a cats and as I neared the tip, it seemed to press itself into my palm, forcing its length through my fingers in the same way that a pushy cat might. Sonja gave a small sigh as my fingers departed and she wriggled on the spot as her tail undulated before me. I looked up at Sonja's face and I could see that her excitement had been replaced by a look of hunger.

"Hey Lexi...?"

"Yeah?" My throat suddenly felt dry as I considered all the ways I was going to fuck a girl with a tail.

"I think I'd like to use my prize now. The one I won last night."

I raised my eyebrows in surprise. "I see. That seems fair. What did you have in mind?"

Sonja stared at me thoughtfully for a second. "I think I'd like to start with the loving boyfriend experience."

I looked at her quizzically for a moment, before giving a shrug. Seemed like a crazy choice to me. I'd just told her she could have it any way she wanted it and she'd given me a far more beige response than I had expected.

Sonja clearly sensed my confusion, interrupting my thoughts as I grabbed my cock off the bedside table and placed it between my legs.

"I just never had a relationship like that. You know, the kind where you wake up on a Sunday morning and you're lying in bed together talking and touching each other and then before you know it you're having this really playful hot sex."

I stared at her dumbly for a second, having missed most of what she was saying. In my defence it is very distracting having a penis suddenly fuse itself to your body. Or perhaps the penis was the problem, maybe I had already fallen into the role of distracted boyfriend rather than a loving one.

Fixing Sonja with a grin, I placed my hand against the wall behind her, leaning over her in that typical pose you see in every romantic movie ever. Making my voice as deep as I could, I pretended to woo her.

"Hey babe. You're beautiful, I wanna make sweet love to you. I wanna show you the time of your life."

I flashed Sonja a winning smile as my other hand slid down her hip, sneaking down to pinch her ass.

"Hey! Ow!" Sonja glared up at me as she slapped my hand away. "I said I wanted the loving boyfriend treatment!"

"Sorry babe, but that's what they all do, even the loving ones," I replied, keeping my voice as manly as I could while I stared down at her with a smug grin.

"Fine," Sonja replied, reaching out to grasp my cock. "In that case maybe I want the loving girlfriend experience first."

She tugged gently on my cock and to my utter surprise it detached from my body. I let out a muffled grunt, buckling forwards slightly as I tried to come to terms with the fact I'd just had my erection removed.

"Hey, give that back," I complained.

Now it was Sonja's turn to look smug. She danced around me, clambering up onto the bed.

"Nah, I'm calling the shots, remember? You can have that back later when I'm ready."

Placing my cock on the bedside table, Sonja motioned for me to join her as she slid back under the covers. Staring at her in surprise, I slowly complied, sliding back into bed beside her before pulling the covers back up over my body.

Sonja stretched her arms up, placing her hands behind her head as she began to speak. I failed to hear her first few words, my mind still trying to comprehend the fact I'd just had my penis removed against my wishes. With a concerted effort I tried to focus on her words, after all she had asked for the girlfriend experience and that meant listening.

"... do you know what I mean Lexi? I just feel like I've been given a chance at a do over. A few days ago I was sixty five with more money than I knew what to do with. But the fact is, I wasn't happy. I felt sad and empty inside."

I rolled onto my side, facing Sonja. As she continued to speak my hand began to slowly trace its way up and down her body. I kept my touch light, avoiding her nipples or the furry patch between her legs. Instead my fingers trailed down the centre of her chest, the back of my hand grazing the underside of her breast before crossing her toned abdomen and onto her soft thigh.

"But I don't feel sad and alone any more. I feel fresh, I feel new... I feel whole again. And I'm not just saying that because I look like I'm twenty two again. There's more than that. I feel like a better person, or at least I feel like I want to be a better person. I know up until now, I've been making changes because you've forced me to, but I want you to know Lexi. I want to make those changes regardless of your control. I've been living my life the wrong way all these years, and now I have a chance to do it all again better."

My hand found its way to a nipple, tugging at it gently for a moment, causing Sonja to interrupt her monologue with a moan. Before she could go on I plucked at her other nipple before tracing my hand down between her legs. I let my fingers slide through the dense hair, being careful to avoid the lips of her labia. Sonja let out a sigh and I could see the covers rise and fall as her breathing became laboured.

"... I just want you to know Lexi. I... ah... really appreciate everything you've done for me... I know you're my mistress, but I feel like in a way, you're my friend... and ... um. I'm not really sure I've ever had a true friend before."

My hand found its way between her legs again and I pressed my body closer as I breathed heavily into her ear. My fingers stroked gently across the lips of her sex, a whimper escaping Sonja's lips as I continued to massage her vulva. When I finally replied, I whispered my response into her ear.

"I really value your friendship Sonja, though right now I'd rather be your lover."

My fingers penetrated her as I finished speaking. Sonja's legs bent, pulling upwards instinctively as her hips lifted slightly off the mattress and a small moan trickled from her lips. I began to lay a series of kisses on her neck as my fingers went to work, curling and flicking inside of her.

"Oh god! Yes Lexi! Right there."

I continued to flick at a steady pace, while my lips found their way to her ear, nibbling gently for a few moments. Sonja's hips lifted further off the bed and a strained grunt squeezed from her lips. The wet sounds of my fingers in her pussy filled the apartment as I kicked things up a notch, sensing she was close. The increased tempo was just what Sonja needed and after a few more seconds I felt her hips buck as the walls of her vagina tightened rhythmically around my digits. Her orgasm rolled on for a few seconds, then the moment passed and her legs slammed together as she rolled towards me. Sensing that she had reached her goal, I let my fingers fall still, not wanting to over stimulate her.

Sonja's whole body remained rigid for about ten seconds, then she exhaled loudly as the tension seemed to dissipate from her body. I felt her hand grasp my wrist and a second later my fingers had exited her snatch. Sonja gave a long sigh as they departed. She was still breathing heavily, like someone who had just run a hundred metres. Rolling back onto her back, Sonja's hand scrabbled around on the bedside table, searching until it found my cock.

"Here, you can put this on now," she panted, tossing it to me.

I didn't need to be told twice. Hurriedly, I kicked the sheets off, positioning my cock between my legs. Immediately I felt the familiar surge of testosterone and the warm tingling that occurred whenever I fitted it. Wrapping my fingers around my shaft I gave it a few playful strokes, not that it needed any encouragement. Within seconds my dick was fully erect and throbbing. Sonja eyed me hungrily and I propped myself up on my elbows, preparing to roll over and mount her.

However a small shake of Sonja's head told me that she had other ideas. Sitting up, she pushed me playfully back against the bed.

"I'm on top this time honey." Sonja winked at me as she clambered up onto all fours. I had expected her to turn and face me, but instead she straddled me reverse cowgirl. I stared in wonder at the dainty peach that hung before me, while trying to comprehend the long, bushy black tail that swung sensually back and forth above it.

I didn't have long to ponder as I felt Sonja's dainty hands grasp my shaft, followed by the hot, wet tightness of her pussy. Sonja held me there for a moment, stroking the head of my cock up and down her slit, lubricating the head of my penis and causing me to gasp out in desperate need.

"Oh please Sonja," I rasped.

That seemed to be all Sonja had been waiting for, because with one swift movement she impaled herself on my shaft. We both moaned together as her delicate sex enveloped my throbbing member, burying me to the hilt. Sonja paused for a moment as we both revelled in the moment.

I felt Sonja lean her weight forward and her hands gripped my thighs, just above the knees. I groaned as her hips tilted forward, pulling my cock in a way that it had never been pulled before. Her pussy felt tighter than it ever had before and as if Sonja knew it, I felt her flex the muscles of her vagina, squeezing my cock like a little fist.

"Holy fuck Sonja!" I couldn't help exclaiming in surprise. I opened my mouth to elaborate, but before I could get a word out Sonja began to hump her hips, her pussy gliding halfway up my cock before slamming right back down. I fell into a shocked silence as I stared at one of the best goddamn views I've ever seen. Let me tell you, there is very little that can compare to the beauty of a woman riding your cock in the reverse cowgirl position. I stared mesmerised by the way her pussy seemed to stretch, like a suction cup being tugged off a window. Reluctant, but eventually moving. Though this little suction cup was leaving a glistening wet sheen in its wake, making my cock glisten like a sausage on the barbecue.

Sonja began to pick up pace, and every time she slammed her hips down a small 'ooh' would fall from her lips. As she continued to pick up speed her 'oohs' got louder and closer together until her hips were just a blur in front of me.

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooh," Sonja's moan turned into a scream and suddenly her hips came to a halt with my cock buried deep inside of her. I felt the walls of her vagina contracting around me as she came for a second time.

As Sonja paused astride me I began to wonder about my own stamina. Despite her fervent milking, I hadn't even come close. I wondered if perhaps this angle might be restricting blood flow to whatever part of me made the penis fireworks occur. I didn't have too long to ponder this however, as it seemed Sonja was only taking a minor pit stop.

Leaning forward, I felt her hands grip my ankles as her breasts grazed against my knees. This pulled my dick forward in a way that was a weird mix between uncomfortable and fantastic, that's the only way to describe it. What came next was straight up fantastic! Sonja spread her knees a little wider on the bed and then before I could even say anything, she began to bounce up and down on my cock.

"Holy shit!"

I couldn't think of anything better to say, I was too overwhelmed by the whole situation. Her pussy felt so tight as it travelled up and down my entire length, I couldn't help but worry she was about to rip it off again.

I had definitely fucked a few girls in the last few days, but today I was undoubtedly the one getting fucked and by a girl with a tail, no less. I stared at the bushy tail, swaying back and forth in front of me and I realised my previous comments about stamina where wholly unfounded. I don't know if it was the position, the beautiful, eager young blonde or the fact I was being fucked by a girl with a tail but whichever it was, something was causing a stirring in my loins. It happened so quickly, it took me by surprise. One second I was revelling in the sensations and the view, the next I felt my balls lift and an explosion began at the base of my cock.

"Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" I shrieked.

"No you're not!"

I could feel the semen travelling up my cock. The floodgates had been opened, all the passcodes had been inputted, I was about to erupt. Then Sonja's words registered in my brain and somewhere a metaphorical gate slammed shut.

A guttural cry escaped my lips as my orgasm stalled. I don't know if any of you have ever kinked a hose before, but that's how it felt, with nowhere to go the pressure just deadheaded before flooding back down into my balls. I whimpered and groaned as my cock screamed for the orgasm it had been denied.

Still Sonja continued her assault on my dick, her pussy just a blur as she slammed it down as hard as she could.

"Oh yes," she gasped out through clenched teeth, her finger nails digging into my ankles.

"Oh fuck yes! God I love your cock Lexi! Oh I'm gonna cum!"

I could feel my own orgasm making a resurgence and I began to press my hips up, meeting her thrusts in the hope of release.

"Oh fuck Lexi! I'm close!"

Reaching my hand up, I gently wrapped my fingers around her tail, letting it slip between them as I stroked from the base of her tail to the tip. The movement seemed to unleash something from deep inside of Sonja as she threw her head back, screeching in ecstasy as her hips came to a halt with my cock buried deep inside of her.

"LEEEEEEXXXXXXXXXIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!"

I felt her pussy spasm around me and the virtual flood of fluid gushing over my balls, told me she had cum hard. I had expected to cum alongside her, but once again my orgasm had stalled, leaving me grunting like a wild boar.

I humped my hips against Sonja, hoping to eke out an orgasm but all that seemed to do was magnify Sonja's post orgasmic pleasure, causing a series of small whimpers and moans to escape from her lips.

Sonja sat there straddling me for a minute, her magnificent cunt bathing me in the most delightfully frustrating sensations as I waited for her to tell me what came next, quietly praying it would be me.

"You can dictate an entire sexual encounter." Those had been my words. What a fucking moron. You'd think by now I'd put a little more thought into these things. I should have known that a bargain like that would involve the mirror. I had inadvertently given Sonja complete control and I had no idea when it would end. Was it up to Sonja? Was it up to the mirror? Fuck knows, all I could do now was wait to see what was next and hope like hell Sonja would let me cum eventually.

Still panting, Sonja lifted her body slowly away from mine. Our hips were the last point to separate and I groaned loudly as my cock slid from her folds. I watched in stunned silence as Sonja knelt beside me, staring down at my glistening erection. I followed her gaze. My dick looked red and angry. I know it was probably just in my head, but I swear it looked bigger than it had ever been. The domed head of my penis looked swollen, the soft skin pulled taught as my member throbbed angrily. My brain could think of nothing but release, the edges of my vision blurring as my heart beat loudly in my ears.

Slowly, tenderly, Sonja wrapped her dainty fingers around my shaft. Surely she was going to give me the release I so badly craved. Then she turned to face me with a wicked smile on her face. Before I could even protest, she gave a gently tug on my cock and it instantly separated from my body.

I gasped loudly as my legs instinctively pulled up towards my chest. I stared at Sonja, not knowing what to say, my mouth opening and closing a few times. I know I'd had a few bizarre sensations over the last few days, but I'd have to say this one took the cake. It felt so strange. One moment I had a raging, throbbing erection coupled with a near manic need to penetrate and ravage. An instant later, I'm still just as horny, but now I have a sopping wet pussy and a desperate need to be serviced and stretched.

"On your knees Lexi."

I stared up at Sonja stupidly as I tried to understand what Sonja was asking of me.

"Get on all fours and point that magnificent pussy of yours towards the mirror."

I was still struggling to come to terms with the recent change in my anatomy, but it seemed my body got the message, because before I even realised I'd moved, I found myself kneeling on all fours in the centre of the bed.

"Good girl," Sonja crooned.

I felt the tip of my cock, now in its dildo form, graze my breast before gliding down across my hip. A shudder ran through my body and instinctively, I poked my ass a little higher.

"You know you really have a magnificent cock Lexi..."

Sonja paused her musing to spank my ass a few times with the dildo.

"It reaches places that no one has ever reached before."

The head of the dildo found its way between my legs. I'm not gonna lie, by this point I was a sopping mess down there.

"Oh please Sonja... give it to me."

I felt the head of the dildo locate the entry to my vagina and then stop. It corkscrewed back and forth a few times, but refused to enter me. Sonja was clearly enjoying the tease.

"Please Sonja..."

Sonja teased me for a few more seconds, then without warning she jammed the dildo balls deep inside my pussy. I gave a whimper of delight, pressing my hips back to welcome the invasion. I felt the dildo withdraw and I prepared myself for the next stroke, but it never came. Instead Sonja withdrew the dildo completely, slapping the now well lubricated shaft against my hip. I found myself sobbing desperately as I waved my pussy back at her, begging to be fucked.

"Do you like being fucked by your big dick Lexi?"

"Yes... oh god yes... please," I begged.

I felt the dildo slap me on the ass once more. Suddenly I felt a hand spank my ass hard. I gave a surprised shriek, turning my head to look at Sonja. She wasn't looking at me, instead her focus was on my pussy. As I watched she wound up again, this time leaving a matching red hand print on my other ass cheek. My mind was immediately distracted from the stinging sensation in my rear as her fingers stroked my engorged sex.

"My god you have such a magnificent pussy Lexi. I just wish I could feel the way it felt, fucking you with this massive cock!"

I waited with bated breath, hoping she would finally give me the fucking I so desperately needed. Instead I heard Sonja gasp behind me. Turning me head once again I stared in shock at her hand.

Sonja had suction cupped the cock to her palm so that the top of the shaft lined up with the inside of her wrist. This grip enabled her to keep things steady as her middle and pointer fingers hooked around the bottom of the silicone ball sack.

Now however no hooking was required because somehow, upon Sonja's request, my cock had melded itself to her palm.

I looked back in horror, wondering if I would ever regain control of my cock again.

"Holy shift Lexi. I can feel it... it's a part of me." Sonja stared down at the dick for a few more seconds, clearly overcome by the new sensation.

"Oh Lexi, I can't believe I've got your cock! It feels so incredible. God it's overpowering Lexi. Something inside me feels different. Every time I look at your pussy, I can feel something stirring inside me."

I didn't know what to say, all I could do was beg feebly.

"Please... Sonja."

I felt the tip of the cock press against the entry to my vagina and I felt a flood of relief run through my body.

"Holy shit, Lexi. I can feel it. I can feel what it feels like to have a wet vagina graze the tip of your cock. Oh god it's maddening Lexi. I just want more. Oh fuck Lexi, I'm entering you. Oh you feel divine. So tight. So hot. So wet. My god, I can't believe this is how a vagina feels when it's wrapped around a cock. No wonder men will do just about anything for a chance to feel like this. I mean Christ, I've only had testicles for about a minute and I can already tell you I'd give you my left nut if you told me I could do this again tomorrow."

"Please... Sonja. Fuck me!"

At my words Sonja began to pump her hand cock in and out of me, the tips of her fingers stroking my clit with each thrust. As she picked up pace Sonja continued to narrate.

"Oh god Lexi! You feel incredible! I don't want this to end."

I felt Sonja's free hand find its way into my hair, tugging my head back so that I was staring into her blue eyes as she continued her assault on my needy snatch. Suddenly I felt something soft brush against my breasts and with a loud moan I realised it was Sonja's tail, stroking and teasing my protruding nipples. I could feel my orgasm approaching rapidly and I appealed desperately to Sonja.

"Please... Sonja... let me cum..."

"Not yet Lexi... You can cum when I do... oh fuck did you just make your pussy get tighter!? Oh fuck yes! Milk my cock Lexi! Oh fuck, I can feel something! It's building from the base of my cock! Oh Lexi is this what it feels like?! I think it is! I'm gonna cum inside you Lexi! My dicks gonna spray your insides! Oh yes, milk me Lexi! So tight! Sooo close... Oh it's happening Lexi! I'm cumming Lexi! I'M FUCKING CUMMMMMMMMMMMMING!!!!!!!"

I felt her cock unleash its load inside me and a guttural scream forced its way out of my lips as I arched my back, continuing to shriek in ecstasy as wave after orgasmic wave washed over my body.

"Oh fuck it won't stop! So much cum!" Sonja couldn't help exclaiming as her hand cock spasmed and kicked inside me, apparently releasing my own stored up orgasm from earlier. I could feel the white hot cum running down my leg as my pussy began to overflow with sperm. Still Sonja continued to grunt and groan as three more big loads were deposited in my pussy.

Finally our orgasms subsided. I let out a small whimper and my pussy gave a loud wet queff as Sonja withdrew her hand cock from my overflowing snatch.

I let myself fall forward, gasping for breath as I felt my body sink into the mattress. Beside me Sonja continued to ramble.

"Holy shit... Lexi that was incredible. I can't belie -- oh fuck it fell off. Lexi your cock just literally fell off my hand. It won't stick back on... I guess it's yours again."

I turned my head to the side as my cock landed beside me on the pillow.

"Just to be clear Sonja. We tell no one about this," I panted. "That was incredible, but I don't want anyone else using my cock on me."

Sonja flopped down beside me, grinning like a cat that had gotten the cream.

"Fine, but I hope you let me use it again one day. I've never felt anything like it."

"Maybe," I sighed.

At that moment our conversation was interrupted by a knock on the door.

With a herculean effort I pulled myself up off the bed, threw on a dressing gown and walked to the door. On the way, I had to step over the prone form of Andre, who to be completely honest I had forgotten about. He appeared to have masturbated himself into a deep slumber that no amount of mutant lesbian fucking could interrupt.