Roger Grayson - The Two-Way Mirror

Jeff plunged his long, hardened cock up and up, deeper and deeper into the warm soft channel of her cunt, feeling the whole of her belly opening receptively to his onslaught. Her body jerked and twisted and she moaned ceaselessly, her face contorted in ecstatic passion. Her mouth moved with spasmodic little tremors and her nostrils flared in untamed, animal desire that had seized hold of her whole being as though it were writhing in the throes of a convulsion. Her forehead had suddenly become coated with a film of glistening sweat that had broken out beneath her mussed, short dark hair. It was as if nothing could stop her wild race for fulfillment now and Jeff fucked like an insane man to end it for her.

"Oh Oooohh God yesss… do something! Shove your finger in my ass, lover! Shove it in, please!" she cried up into the room as he slithered his strong, sinewy hands under the wildly pumping cheeks of her buttock and cupped them tightly, raising them up off the bed for greater access to her open and pleading loins. Them reached under her between her buttocks as he continued his Jack-hammer pummeling into the liquid depths of her cunt. He stretched the crevice of her ass wide, searching with the tip of his middle finger for her anus… until he found it.

A tiny rivulet of warm moisture had dribbled down the smooth wide-spread cleft from where his now throbbing cudgel was sliding sleekly in and out of her. It dampened the tightly puckered hole, lubricating it sufficiently for his experimental probes; then, he pushed hard, feeling it give almost reluctantly, until all of a sudden the tight elastic nether ring opened before his pressure and his finger popped smoothly inside the soft rubbery channel and slid up to the first knuckle joint. Her body jerked forward beneath him and she gasped out her

pain.

"Ooohhh God! It hurts, lover!"

He thrust again to the second joint and her feet jerked out erotically in the air above them, her toes curling spasmodically.

"Aggghhhh! Oooohhh Christ… yesss… yesssss!" she groaned, and in spite of the obvious pain, he felt her suddenly begin screwing her buttocks back onto his finger until it was sunk to the very palm of his hand, and he began to jiggle it wildly, rotating it around deep in the fleshy depths of her rectum.

Jeff ground down into her with all the strength of his hips and thighs and could feel the smooth, raw flesh of her cunt clasping and unclasping like a warm mouth around his hot, bursting cock. He fucked into her from the tips of his toes and rammed the last inch of long cock thundering up her wide-stretched hole, raising a new ecstatic wail from her lips as he maintained the same rhythm with his pumping finger sunk deep in her rectum. Her nostrils flared again and her eyes, open wide now, gazed glassy-eyed and unseeing up into his face, a wild and unsatiated desire burning lustfully in them.

"Aaauuuggghhh, God!" she grunted as he buffeted her in perfect cadence between his finger and ever expanding cock dually ravishing her genitals, a masochistic pleasure filling her from her crotch to the top of her head. Her arms that had been wrapped tightly around his neck with her nails digging frantically into the flesh of his back, slithered down and dug painfully into his lean, thrusting buttocks as they pounded down into her open and unprotected loins.

Wet smacking noises resounded through the room with each brutal pile-driving lunge he made into her while his finger skewered into her tight clasping anus with unceasing fury. Her flesh was slippery from the sweat of the wild, untamed gyrations of her ravenous body and her head flailed uncontrollably back and forth on the coverlet beneath her. Her mouth had fallen wide open in ecstatic abandon; she had become something almost inhuman as she twisted and churned, spreading her legs wide apart and jerking them up to her shoulders, egging him on.

"Ooo! oh… deeper, lover! Harder! Fuck me, fuck me hard, lover!" she begged, her climax obviously nearing, and Jeff breathed a silent prayer of gratitude.

He pulled his finger from her rectum making a wet, sucking sound and she swung her strong smooth thighs up and wound them voluptuously around his back, waving her ass wantonly from side to side and spiraling her cunt up and down crazily on his plunging and hotly growing cock

"Oh God! Oh Christ! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" she suddenly coughed at him with a gasp of intense passion, locking her ankles in a death grip high up behind his laboring back. At the same time her arms snaked tightly around his neck, her open mouth smashing against his own, as her body arched and she held tightly to him, not moving but quivering and jerking around him in a pulsating rhythm that spewed her orgastic fluid out around his still hard-driving cock and down the wide-split crevice of her ass, soaking his balls as they slapped hard into her tiny puckered anus.

Although he had been drained dry only a short while before and wondered if he'd be able to cum again ever, the wildness of Muriel's orgasm had started a slow aching pressure deep in his balls again and he gripped the cheeks of her still rotating ass and squeezed with crushing strength, feeling her cringe as great gasps of passion began spewing from his own throat.

"Oh… oh, oh, oh," he grunted, suddenly increasing the viciousness of his strokes, his pelvis smacking brutally against the ragged pink flanges of her cunt and his throbbing hard prick drove deep down into the furthest hidden recesses of her quivering belly.

He felt himself cumming and throwing his hands down behind her knees, shoved her soft, smooth thighs up over her shoulders, grinding as far down into her open and yielding cunt as he could go, raising groans of left over passion front her lips still locked tightly to his. He gasped into the moistness of her mouth, felt the explosion at his loins, heard her whimpering cry of delight as she tightened her arms around his neck, and then with a deep, soul-shattering grunt he shot into her, spewing his hot liquid sperm deep into the warm depths of her open and receptive womb.

And then, came the end… there was no more, and he collapsed, rolling off her onto his back with a deep, heavy sigh of exhaustion.

"My God, lover, you were beautiful," Muriel said, raising up over him to kiss him tenderly on the mouth. "You were absolutely beautiful… really!"

"After I got my bearings," said Jeff, secretly pleased with his own performance. "But it was you, baby… not me… that magnificent body of yours… and knowing how to use it."

"Mmmmm," she cooed, snuggling close to him. "You say the nicest things, lover. I'll just bet you'll build me a beautiful house."

Jeff smiled over at her. God, he could still hardly believe it was all true. All this and heaven too, he thought.

"You can bet on that, honey," he said, slipping his arm beneath her and bringing her tight against him. "And with the best damned play-room in California, too."

The elegance of Claudia Gray's luxurious apartment existed in the immaculate decor… it was done entirely in white, from carpet to ceiling, furniture and appointments, even white bric-a-brac, Karen noticed. Occasionally, an edge, a line, or a thread of gold appeared in contrast, but was immediately lost in the vestal effulgence. The alluring woman herself was gowned in white silk, diaphanous and loosely flowing, a near replica of the stunning frock she had worn the night before at the Hearthstone. Her raven-black hair tumbled long and freely about her shoulders and she reclined leisurely on a small love seat with the great dog, Splendor, at her feet. What appeared to be several manuscripts rested on a small table beside her and she held another in her hand. She looked up and smiled as the French maid led Karen through the enchanting living room and into the archway of the open double-doors, the entranceway to the smaller and more intimate room where she worked.