| Straight: Serial Stories: Janice Part 1: Meeting with Herself (2/8) |
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cum so bad. She moved her hips wanting it so bad. She finally came with a cry that said that it was fun but not satisfying enough. Janice lay there with her eyes closed, covered by her arm. She heard a small noise but thought nothing of it. "Why is it never satisfying enough?" She whispered. "Maybe you need help." "Yeah maybe." Janice sat up with a start. "Who said that?" "Why I did." She looked around her room. She looked at the mirror. Her reflection, or so she thought, was sitting a different way. Janice rubbed her eyes like she was seeing something. It sounded like her, but she wasn't sure. "Did you say something?" Her reflection looked up at her. "Mmhmm. I did." Janice sighed. "Ok, now I know I'm losing it." Her reflection smiled at her. "No Janice, you're not." She got up off the bed and started to walk towards her. Janice sat stunned watching. The image of herself came out of the mirror and walked up to her. Janice looked up at her reflection. Somehow, she seemed different. She smiled at her. "Aren't you going to say anything?" Janice looked up into her own face, but yet it wasn't hers. She had the same hair, the same smile, and her eyes... There was something about her eyes that made her seem completely unreal. She reached down and brushed a lock away from Janice's face. "I know what you need Janice. I can help you… If you'll let me?" Janice sat stunned. "What... What are you?" Her reflection smiled again. "I'm you Janice. I'm your every wish, you're every need, anything and everything you are is what I am." "What do I call you." She leaned down and whispered in her ear, "You don't have to call me anything." Janice looked into her eyes. Her reflection leaned close, her lips a breath away from Janice‘s. "Anything..." She pushed forward and kissed her gently. Janice's eyes closed as she kissed this woman back. Her lips felt the same as they moved against hers. The woman laced her fingers through Janice's and she laid her back. She kissed her lips, her neck, moving just the way Janice did. She traveled lower, nipping at her breasts. She swirled her tongue around Janice's nipple, biting it gently. Janice moaned as this... her reflection began to pleasure her. She moved from one nipple to the other, repeating the motions. She slid her hands down Janice's body, raking her nails across her skin. Janice shuddered, then moaned when her fingers found her clit. It was already throbbing. The woman traveled lower still. Janice watched as she left her nipples to trail kisses and bites down her body. She groaned out loud when her lips found Janice's pussy. She sucked and licked at her clit, tugging it gently with her teeth, causing Janice to gasp and squirm on the bed. She couldn't help but watch this woman who was her reflection. She looked at Janice, and what she saw was frightening. She had fangs and her eyes were a deep amethyst. She bit Janice's inner thigh, and started to suck on it. She could feel a little bit of pain but mostly pleasure. Janice threw her head back and moaned. The woman started to eat Janice out hard. She sucked on |
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