You React With Disbelief

Upon hearing this you are suddenly drawn back into yourself, and quickly back away from the girl on the bed. You find yourself standing naked against the wall when you come to your senses.

Did she just say your name? Did she mean ‘Nick’ as in you, or maybe she is fantasising about another guy called Nick?

She can’t be thinking of you while she plays with herself, surely. But if she is, this could be the sign you’ve been waiting for all these years! Dammit, this means you have missed so many chances to be with her!

But wait. Did you do this, you wonder? Did you get inside her head and plant your own name in there? It felt like you were reading fragments of her thoughts and emotions for a moment – maybe you are just fooling yourself that she wants you because you somehow made her say your name.

You watch Luna a little longer. Her eyes are closed, her mouth is open and she is breathing heavily now. Her book is discarded on the pillow beside her head and she has one hand moving rhythmically between her legs, the other squeezing her breast through her top.

You can feel her heart rate increasing, her chest rising and falling with each breath. You feel a little light-headed, focussed on the pleasure between your legs. Your cock is rigid, pointing straight at her and your hand moves to stroke the shaft. You can almost hear her voice in your head: ‘Oh, that’s good,’ she is saying. ‘Yes, like that.’ You need to hear her whisper your voice again, just to be sure. You close your eyes and concentrate on her thoughts.

‘Oh, Nick,’ she sighs, ‘I need you inside me now.’

Your eyes flicker open, staring at the ceiling. You can feel the heavy boots, tight around your feet and calves. You feel the skin around your nipples tightening, drawing together as your fingers find the hard nub through your top and pinch. You gasp as the pain ignites a spark of pleasure which seems to connect to your core, meeting the warm pleasure rising from the fingers between your legs as they move against your wetness.

It takes a moment to realise that what you are feeling is no longer your body – it’s Luna’s. Your cock is still hard, and you are still holding it in your hand but somehow you are also sliding your fingers along your wet slit and teasing your swollen clitoris. You feel pleasure as if your body is criss-crossed with pathways along which it is travelling, connecting your pussy to your breasts, along your thighs and up your back to your brain. Your skin is more sensitive than you’ve ever known before and every touch feels incredible, even where your clothes are rubbing gently against you.

With focus you can almost transport yourself to any part of Luna’s body, feeling the intensity there. You don’t think you’ve ever experienced this kind of pleasure throughout your body before and wonder if this is what it’s like for Luna, or if you are just enjoying these new sensations and therefore are super-aware of them. You imagine yourself laid next to her and taking one of her nipples in your mouth. You imagine holding it between your teeth and pulling it as her fingers squeeze again through her top.

‘Oh yes,’ you hear her voice in your head, ‘I love it when you bite my nipples.’

You wonder if she really thought this, or if you are still imagining. Or whether you have somehow connected with her and can affect her thoughts.

‘Luna,’ you say or think or imagine, you are not sure. ‘I want to suck on your nipples. Take your top off.’

‘Oh god, I want you to suck on my tits,’ she replies and arches her back to reach both hands behind her to unclip the clasp between her shoulder blades. She pulls her top up to her neck then pulls her bra down, her large pale breasts poking out between the two garments. It’s a tiny bit uncomfortable but it still feels good, and she squeezes each soft mound then pinches her nipples in unison. You feel this throughout your torso and it makes your thong feel too tight, pressed against your pussy and between your buttocks.

‘Now take your panties off so I can fuck you,’ you instruct her. Immediately she lifts her bottom up and reaches under her skirt to pull her thong down to her knees. ‘I want your cock inside me so much,’ she replies as she presses her fingers against her slit.

‘Now stand in front of the mirror so I can watch you as I fuck you.’

Luna awkwardly climbs up off the bed and waddles to the mirror on the wardrobe, her thong tight between her knees. Immediately you feel the pleasure, the desire, begin to ebb away. You look through Luna’s eyes at her flushed face, her long black hair untidy now, her large breasts with their engorged nipples held up by the bra and pushed out by her top. She lifts up her skirt to expose her shaved mound and swollen pussy and her long legs are parted as far as her thong will allow. It’s not great for her to be standing like this, it doesn’t feel comfortable and seeing herself like this in the mirror makes her feel silly, not sexy. You are bereft at the loss of some of the pleasure you were just enjoying. It was a mistake to have her stand, just because you wanted to look at her.

You imagine that you are sitting on the edge of the bed, your rigid member pointing skyward. You picture her lowering herself onto you, watching her bottom as she guides her pussy down onto your cock. She opens the door of the wardrobe so the mirror points toward the bed and sits down slowly, holding her skirt up with one hand and sliding two fingers of the other hand inside herself. She looks at herself in the mirror again, and the pleasure begins to build once more.

This is better! A sheen of sweat covers her face and breasts as her fingers move inside her. You can feel your pussy being stretched apart slightly each time your hand thrusts upward. As your fingers curl slightly against the wall of your vagina you feel jolts of electricity course through you straight to the back of your head. You feel dizzy, unprepared for this. Normally you would just rub your cock and race toward an orgasm; it’s great and everything but this is something else and you don't want it to end.

You watch Luna in the mirror, her mouth open in an ‘O’ shape as she licks her dry lips. Her breasts bouncing slightly as she rocks her hips slightly. Her legs parted, the thong stretched between her knees, her hand moving fast now as her fingers flex inside her and her palm rubs against her clit.

The pleasure builds and fills your body. This is going to be amazing, you start to think, knowing Luna is about to cum. But you have no words, cannot form any coherent thoughts, as her head tilts back and she flops backward onto the bed. You can’t see anything for a moment, and are only aware of the intense euphoria which fills your brain, your groin, and every pore of your skin. You arch your back and buck your hips as your orgasm washes over you, then Luna climbs up the bed and rolls onto her side, her fingers still inside her, not wanting to feel them removed yet. Your body twitches slightly as your skin starts to regain normal feelings and you are acutely aware with your heightened senses of a drip of sweat which runs along the small of your back, and of your nipples as they begin slowly to soften.

You want to stay in this bliss forever. But then Luna’s phone pings – a text message, and you are suddenly overcome with a sense of dread.