Mirror sex

Niccolo’s POV

Talia's night dress was the first among our clothings to hit the floor, followed by my tie and coat, as I scooped her against the wall, biting and sucking at her clavicle like a nymphomaniac vampire.

At that moment, everything about Talia, from her nightdress, to her sweet perfume, and the wet warmth of her pussy, was driving me crazy but I wasn't complaining.

Not in the slightest.

I mean, who would complain about holding and kissing a sexy being like Talia while she writhed and whimpered to be sexually pleased.

Taking a moment away from the delicious silkiness of her lips, I looked into her brown eyes, studying the intense, lustful spark in them and getting further enthralled by her captivating face.

Damn, Talia was gorgeous.

“What?” She asked, lips puckered and rosy from our intense smooch.

“Nothing. I'm just admiring your ethereal beauty,’’ I replied, and she smiled, blushing as I cupped her face and connected our lips again.

Grabbing the succulent melons on her chest, I fondled them, with my tongue still shoved down her throat, taking in the sweetness of her pretty mouth.

Like the other parts of her body, Talia's boobs never failed to mesmerize me.

Sometimes, I liked to think she was carved by the owner of the universe himself, because there was no other reasonable explanation behind why she was so gorgeous everywhere.

Pulling away from the kiss, I nibbled on her helix, loving how soft it felt against my teeth while simultaneously cupping and kneading the soft globes of her ass, my pants tightening further at the crotch as Talia moaned.

“Fuck, how can you be so perfect, doll?” I asked, molding my crotch against hers, so that she could feel just how crazy I was for her.

In response, she just moaned, grasping handfuls of by shirt as I humped her like a beast in rut.

Although my clothes proved to be a constraint between us, something about rubbing against her naked pussy while clothed, made my brain short-circuit with pleasure as I grinded against her hard and rough.

“Oh, N-Niccolo,” Talia moaned. “You make me feel so good always.”

“I love doing that, doll,” I grunted, pulling back my mental reins, as a salacious pleasure built at the pit of my belly, signalling an orgasm, which I didn't want to attain yet.

Talia was also fighting hers, I could see it as she squeezed her eyes shut, and tightened her hold on my shirt, her lips puckered, as tufts of breaths escaped her.

“Y-yes, Niccolo. Right there,” She choked out a moan. “I'm almost there.”

“Come for me, doll,” I urged, and within a minute, her squirming had intensified as she looked into my eyes, brows furrowed in erotica desire, as she came.

“Fuck me now, Niccolo,” Talia said, as soon as she recovered from the after joy of her orgasm.

“Patience, petal. You are so eager to have my cock in you, aren't you?” I asked, and she nodded fervently, hooking her arms around my neck.

I knew I could only hold on for long before I bowed in to the overpowering nudge of a climax myself, but I was determined to take Talia through at least two orgasms before burying my cock inside her.

Lifting her away from the wall, I attached my lips around her left nipple, while squeezing and teasing at the other as I placed her on the bed, then got in between her welcoming thighs.

I moved lower and lower until I was facing the trimmed garden of her feminity, then proceeded to spank her pussy, eliciting a yelp from her.

“T-That felt good,” She mewled. “Do it again.”

“So you like getting your pussy spanked?” I asked, before obliging her request, which made her curl her toes and grip the bedsheet.

“Y-Yes, I do. I love it so freaking much.” She rambled out, squeezing her eyes shut for a moment, only to flutter it open in the next.

I basked in the pride that came with seeing her squirm and moan at my touch, before scooping up her clit in a kiss as Talia's fingers swept through my hair.

Thereafter, I licked down her clit to her slit, consuming her pussy juice as I did so, my insides stirring with feverish waves of lust at her blissful taste.

Something about the way Talia held on to my hair for dear life, made me even hornier and eager to get her through her second orgasm, so I could fuck her hard the way I was currently envisioning in my head.

Eating her out was one of the best things I liked to do, because the way she was always squirming and moaning while I performed my sexual ministrations always made me preen.

Soon enough, Talia came for a second time, and I eagerly lapped at her cum before standing up and carrying her bridal style, which she was still reeling from her orgasm.

“W-What are you doing, Niccolo?” She asked, as I set her down in front of the dresser.

“I want you to watch yourself as I fuck you,” I said, discarding both my shirt and pants.

Talia's response was a breathy shiver, as I hooked my arms around her waist while pressing my erection against her ass, before sliding down my boxers.

Pressing a kiss to her nape, I grabbed her right leg while she gripped the dressing table for dear life, pursing her lips into a thin line as I pumped my cock before sliding into her slick entrance.

“Fuck, baby,” I gritted out, as the warm tendrils of her pussy lips grasped me tightly and perfectly, sending me into an abysmal spiral of pleasure.

I gave Talia a few seconds to adjust to my girth before fastening the pace of my thrusts, my teeth clenched as I moved in and out of her blissful tightness, not wanting the feeling to end.

“Why are you so hot?” I asked, as Talia fluttered her eyes shut. “And open your eyes, doll. You deserve to see how sexy you look when aroused.”

She inhaled sharply before her eyes flew open, her eyes hooded with lust, as she gazed at herself.

Talia looked gorgeous as ever with her hair disheveled, her lips rosy from our earlier smooching session, her breasts perky and full, with her nipples pink and pretty.

“B-Because I am?” She choked out, and I chuckled, littering kisses down her back, erotic delectation flooding through me as I slammed my cock in her warmth.

“Yes because you are Talia Wilson,” I replied, as the erotic sensation transcending every other feeling, pooled in my guts, causing me to tighten my grip on Talia's leg.

Trembling against me, she attained an earth-shattering climax that left her squirming and whimpering, as she shut her eyes.

This time, I let her, as I was also focused with chasing my own orgasm.

A couple of thrusts later, I emptied my cum in her, planting a kiss to her nape as I did so while reveling in her sweet strawberry scent.

“You are wonderful, doll,” I whispered.

“You too,” She replied. “I'm so glad you were my first.”

My heart did a weird thing at her utterance, which I ignored.

“Me too, doll,” I simply replied, before pulling out then placing her on the bed, then going into the bathroom to grab a wet towel which I used to clean her puckered pussy before returning it to the bathroom.

Thereafter, I held her and pressed a kiss to her forehead.