Erotic fiction inspired by Sarika A in “Small Echoes”
I’m a blue-eyed blonde, bisexual babe who considers herself a born narcissist. When I’m home alone and craving a spot of solo stimulation, I’ll reach for a mirror, so I can watch myself as I masturbate while recalling a suitably hot encounter.
Today I’m reclining on the sofa. I’ve just taken off my white panties and I have my legs spread wide. I gaze at the reflection of my beautiful shaved pussy and give my clit a stroke, then start to draw my middle finger up and down the slit while remembering the time I gave my best girlfriend Jane a lesson in fellatio. As my fingers work their magic and my pussy starts to get wet, I’m transported back…
Jane’s at my place, drinking wine and telling me her new boyfriend is really well hung and she’s having a hard time sucking his cock. I say I’ll show her. I go to the kitchen and get a banana and a long, thick cucumber. I hurry back to the living room but there’s no sign of Jane.
“I’m in here!” she shouts from the bedroom. When I take the practice fruit and veg to her I’m delighted to discover that she’s undressed down to her skimpy underwear. She looks gorgeous, so I slide up alongside her on the bed and kiss her full on the mouth. She responds by worming her tongue between my lips, so I stroke her hard nipples through her bra, which makes her squirm with pleasure.
“I have a special treat in store for you,” I say. “But only if you learn your lesson well.”
I strip down to my underwear, give her the peeled banana and tell her to hold it against her lips. She does as instructed. “Now lick around the top of it, gently,” I say.
As I watch her tongue flick daintily between her lips and lap gently at the top of the banana, I can feel my pussy tingling with arousal.
I praise her efforts and we move onto the next stage. “Okay,” I say. “Open your mouth wide.”
Jane smiles and there’s a mischievous twinkle in her gorgeous green eyes. I slide the banana partly into her mouth and hold it there for a moment, before saying, “Now gently close your mouth around the banana and image it’s the shaft of your boyfriend’s cock, okay?” She nods, and I continue, “As I push the banana in and out, I want you to suck lightly on it.”
Jane is very attentive and does exactly as asked, and as she gets into a rhythm I push the banana in deeper. She gags slightly but gradually manages to deepthroat the fruit. It’s an incredibly sexy sight seeing her lips stretch around the banana. She sucks it with such concentration that she doesn’t notice the saliva trickling down her chin.
I let her fellate the fruit until she’s completely at ease doing it, before saying, “It’s time to take you to the next level,” as I wave the cucumber in her face.
She bites into the end of the banana, eats it quickly and replies, “I know my boyfriend’s got a big cock, but there’s no way I’ll be able to get my mouth around that thing.”
I laugh. “This is part of that treat I promised you for being a good cock-sucking student. But there’s one more thing you have to try before your treat.”
I reach into the nightstand and pull out a large, dick-shaped, flexible dildo. “That’s more like it,” she says. “That’s about the size of my boyfriend’s dick.” And she chuckles naughtily.
“Take your panties off,” I say.
We both get naked and she lies back so I can slide the dildo deep inside her and start working it in and out. She’s so wet. Within moments Jane starts panting so hard I think she’s going to orgasm. I pull the dildo out and tell her to lick it, so she can taste her own juices.
She looks ecstatic as she laps at the plastic cock, and grins when I say, “Now suck on the helmet, gently but assertively.” As I watch the head of the dildo disappear into Jane’s mouth, I slip a finger into my pussy and start to fuck myself. “Now inch the dildo down your throat,” I say. “You may feel the urge to gag, but relax and go with it – I know you can do it.”
I’m pleased to see how diligent she is, especially when, as I predicted, she does gag. But she keeps on going until the faux-balls rest on her chin. She doesn’t bother waiting for any further instructions, and starts working the dildo in and out of her mouth. When she suddenly shoves a finger in her cunt, I decide it’s time for her treat.
“Hang on a minute,” I say, and run off to the kitchen.
I return with a towel in one hand and waving a knife in the other. “Oh no!” Jane shouts. “You’ve gone psycho!” and she bursts out laughing, knowing full well I’m fooling around.
I cut the cucumber in half, then place the towel on the carpet in front of a full-length mirror at the end of my bed – hey, I told you I was a narcissist! I beckon to Jane to sit down beside me.
Handing her half of the cucumber, I say, “Enjoy, and I don’t mean eat it.”
We both prop ourselves up against the bed, and, mirroring each other’s moves, bend our legs at the knees and spread them wide. Looking at our pussies in the mirror, I smile at how different they are. Mine is completely smooth and shaven and has tidy labia, while Jane’s has a neatly trimmed bush, and meaty lips. As I rub the end of my half cucumber up and down my juicy slit, Jane follows suit with hers.
I’m still stimulating my clit when Jane slides the end of her cucumber inside her pussy, quite effortlessly. I gasp at the ease with which it slips inside her, and at the way her pussy lips wrap tightly around its girth. Jane notices my reaction and says, “When you’ve got a boyfriend that’s hung like a stallion, size is never a problem.”
Still gazing at the reflection of Jane as she drives the cucumber relentlessly in and out of her pussy, her eyes now closed, I start edging my half inside me. Even though my cunt is sopping wet, I simply can’t accommodate the cucumber. Grabbing some lube, I coat the green monster with it and squirt a dollop of it on my pussy, working it inside me with two, then three fingers. I stare between my legs as I try a second time, and sigh deeply as I’m able to slowly slide the cucumber inside myself. My legs tremble as I get it halfway in, even more so when I start thrusting it in and out cautiously. It’s not long before I’m able to build up momentum, and I feel I’m nearing boiling point. Then, just as I’m about to tip over the edge, Jane lets out a piercing scream.
I look at her reflection and she has the cucumber buried in her so far she can only just about hold onto it, and her legs are flailing wildly. Witnessing her experience such an extreme orgasm makes me tremble, and I thrust the cucumber faster. No longer watching Jane, I concentrate on watching my own reflection as I fuck myself. My climax hits and I’m swept away on a wave of intense pleasure – both in my recollection and in the present.
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