A Job in the Theatre Chapter 11

She was working herself into a sexual frenzy. She was getting closer. She opened her eyes and stared into the mirror. The harder her hand pumped, the more her boobs jiggled up and down on her chest. The feelings, the visuals, it was just too much. She let out a blood curdling scream as cum shot out in long arcs splashing on her new boobs and stomach. She pumped and pumped lost in the most powerful orgasm of her life.

She fell back against the lounge trying to catch her breathe. She could feel the warm cum dripping off her breasts. She scooped it up on her finger and sucked it clean. It was like she had died and gone to heaven. She closed her eyes and casually gathered the rest of it dining on that most delicious cream.

Totally exhausted, she opened her eyes for just one last glimpse in the mirror before sliding off into a most relaxing sleep.

Ted watched the entire thing from the other side of the two-way mirror. Clearly she would be his best yet.

Fucking was never so good... Ted came into the room later that day. Paula was still sleeping on the chaise lounge. The sound of the door woke her.

"And how are you feeling?" he asked walking towards her. Her first impulse was to cover up, but that seemed ridiculous.

"I am feeling fine" she said hopping to her feet. She turned to the mirror and stared at her reflection. "Aren't they wonderful?"

Ted walked up behind her, found her eyes in the mirror from over her shoulder. She watched as his eyes immediately went to her breasts. She could see the lust in them.

She was not prepared for the wonderful feeling of his hands as they came around and cupped her breasts. How could she?

Ted took his time exploring them, running his fingertips sensuously over her nipples bringing them instantly to hardness. She watched their reflection in the mirror. The sensations were out of this world. Her cock immediately sprang to life.

"Oh Teddy...please fuck me, fuck me right here. I am so horny...I might loose my mind." She watched the knowing grin cross his face. She could hear him lowering his zipper. Her excitement was beyond anything she had ever known. She felt that monster cock of his as it plopped against her ass.