Breakup Therapy - Sex Stories

Breakup Therapy

... this to me?” she asked, as if I were on a psychiatrist's sofa. I shuffled on my chair and smiled mischievously. “Tonight when you get home, I want you to perform the routine but do it just for you, make yourself comfortable on the sofa and start enjoying yourself.” I thought about it for a moment and maybe she was right. Maybe I just have to release myself. I’m sure I would enjoy it so why not. I said nothing but smiled showing my consent. “I want to hear all about it tomorrow, alright?” Nicole said. I noticed some excitement in her voice. I couldn't help think about the idea that she would do the same tonight. After work, I hurried home. I couldn't stop thinking about what I wanted to do tonight. For the first time in weeks, I actually didn't think about Peter. I felt like Nicole’s idea would really work. When I got home, I took a bottle of champagne and treated myself to some nice bubbles. I don’t drink much so a glass of champagne would definitely help me relax and open up. With the glass in my hand I shut the curtains in the living room and went towards the bedroom. If I wanted to seduce myself I would love to see a nice show, so I decided to stand in front of the mirror and started moving sensually. I moved my hips while stroking my hair and moving downwards to open a button of my shirt. After the second button, I slowly pulled the shirt over my head unveiling my white laced bra. I let my hand move gently from my belly to my breasts. I opened my bra and let it fall on ...

... the floor while keeping my eyes focused on the mirror. I saw a sensual body with beautiful breasts. The mirror image cupped one of them and squeezed it which made her release a soft moan. I went closer to her and touched her. Our hands met while her other hand disappeared in her skirt. I felt my mirror image rubbing on my wet panties. I couldn't resist and had to see what was going in. I unzipped my skirt and let gravity do the rest of the undressing. My counterpart obviously liked it as a wet patch was clearly visible on her panties. She needed to take it off; I want to see what’s under it. Before that thought left the room, her panties were laying on the ground. There she was standing, naked and seductive. Her beautifully formed breasts moved against her chest with every breath. I sat on the edge of the bed, opening my legs only to see my seductive other do the same. I noticed she moved her fingers through her glittering garden and I started moaning when her fingers started to fill me. Meanwhile, her other hand touched and teased my nipple making it stiff. I laid back on the bed surrendering completely to the woman behind the glass. It was only moments later when a dizzying explosion of feelings erupted from my loins and waved upwards through my breasts and erupted as a loud cry through my throat and mouth. After a few minutes I regained control and was able to stand up from the bed. Looking back at the mirror, she was still there, smiling at me. I walked over and kissed her ...