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 Alice in the Mirror

   (Fantasy about my friend Alice)

   Morning was starting, at least according to Alice, as she encountered
the single shaft of sunlight beaming through her little bedroom window
blind.  At this time of year, it shone directly onto her face, telling her
it was time.  And time it was!

   Alice could feel that delicious warm sensation deep inside her.  Some
mornings it woke her even before the sunshine, but this morning, although
she could feel it beginning, she'd tried to stay asleep.  In fact, she'd
tried so hard, she'd begun to dream.  And that dream had made the feelings
even worse - or was it better?

   Alice knew that, whenever the feelings began, she was going to have a
great day.  This morning the feelings had begun very early, even before the
faintest whiff of dawn had broken.  And in her dream, her favorite guy had
begun to kiss her, tenderly, gently, all across her bare shoulders.  She
shuddered when she remembered her dream.  How soft his lips were.  How warm
they made her feel.  How gentle his touch was as he stroked the side of her
face.

   She also remembered how much she wanted him to turn her over onto her
back, but just at that moment, the sun had shone on her face!

   She cursed softly and then giggled.  Those delicious feelings had
intensified, beginning to burn inside her.  Alice knew how to cope with the
feelings, but she was in no hurry.  At this time of year, she had at least
two hours before she had to get up for college.  She also knew that, in
those two hours, her body was going to tease her incessantly - until she
took some action.

   Sleeping, as usual, in just a little pair of panties, this time light
blue, Alice threw off her duvet.  She loved the warmth of the sunbeam as it
began to travel down her body.  As she became fully awake, the light was
resting on her left breast.  Her naked skin took on a beautiful colour with
the sunshine.  She admired herself in the mirror beside the bed.

   It was a very large mirror, almost the whole length of the bed.  Her
father had fixed it on her bedroom wall some years back, when she was
fifteen, because she liked to dance in her room.  She also took hip-hop
dance classes and her Dad said she would improve a lot more if she could
see for herself how well (or bad) she was dancing.  He'd been right.  Her
hip-hop teacher thought that she was the best in the class by the time she
was seventeen.  Her parents had been very proud of her - then!

   But when she became eighteen, something made her want to stop dancing -
so she did.  Without asking her parents, or telling anyone, she used to
just not go to classes.  What she did in that time, none of her classmates
or her parents or teacher knew.  Alice had found a boyfriend.

   He was not a young guy.  In fact, he was married, and, for Alice's
taste, quite old!  But what he did have was charm, understanding and the
ability to make her laugh.

   And, she would soon find, he had an intense fascination for making her
happy - in every way he knew.  And.  as Alice mused that early morning, he
knew lots of ways to make her happy.  Ways she'd never even imagined.  Ways
that seemed out of this world.  Ways that brought out little yelps and
squeals of pleasure from Alice's beautifully slim and sexy body.

   Yes, Alice's friend had allowed her to discover herself.  Not in that
trivial girly way that all young schoolgirls do.  But in a deep, deep way -
that had brought her endless hours of satisfaction, love and sweet, sweet
caring.

   Alice was in love with her friend, but it wasn't the slim, light love of
a schoolgirl for her teacher, or a niece for her uncle.  It was a
passionate aching love that made her cry with its power over her.  Every
time she thought of him, those lovely feelings would begin, deep inside. 
She'd imagine him playing with her hair while she sat beside him in his
car. He was so caring of her that she'd often just cry herself to sleep
with dreams of him wooshing through her head.

   He'd brought Alice out of her 'no-boys-for-me' strong views.  Most of
her friends were like that, having the typical late schoolgirl, mainly
lesbian parties.  Alice had enjoyed those type of parties for a while, but
never really got into them properly.  Her friends called her weird but
didn't understand that her body was singing a different tune to theirs. 
After their girl-girl period, most of her friends had found boys -
schoolboys, college boys, apprentices.  Alice had tried, but found them all
so shallow, so uncaring for her feelings.  She'd even had real sex with a
couple, after a few months of the usual experimenting.  But she'd not found
any pleasure in their urgent thrusting, their frantic need for almost
immediate orgasm.

   Alice was a slow girl, but only with regard to her sexual needs.  She
could feel things just starting to build up inside her when the boys would
be almost at their orgasm.  Their grunts and the warm flooding of her
insides didn't turn her on any further.  She'd had to send each one away
before she got angry with them for their uncaring attitude.  She needed
someone, or something (!) to give her the pleasure that she was beginning
to crave - often passionately.

   She'd heard her friends talking about vibrators and how much fun they
were supposed to give a girl.  Sceptical as always, Alice had looked them
up on the Internet.  She'd found sites that explained, often in graphic
detail, how to use a vibrator, and even a non-vibrating dildo.  Then she'd
read some stories on a very special erotic story site she'd discovered
accidentally.

   Alice enjoyed erotic stories, if they weren't violent, or aggressive. 
She liked stirring her own imagination by reading part of a story, then
closing her eyes and imagining what might happen next.  Some of the stories
had the girl or woman using a dildo or vibrator, so Alice, feeling very
bold one day, ordered a particularly large one from one of the on-line
shops.

   She waited anxiously for the package to arrive, hoping that her parents
wouldn't be home when the postie arrived.  As luck would have it, her Dad
was at work and her mother was having coffee with their next door neighbour
when the package arrived.  Alice quickly took it to her room and hid it,
then went to college that day.

   Without her parents knowing anything about it, Alice began to experiment
with the vibrator, finding out many ways to give her that intense pleasure
that she was soon able to experience.  She made sure that, when her
pleasure reached it's height, her parents were either fast asleep or not
even in the house.  Her squeals and cries were so loud that Alice was
afraid her neighbour's daughter, Sarah, her best friend, might hear. 
However, Sarah hadn't said anything to Alice so it must have been OK.

   Now Alice's musings had focussed her attention on the breast that was
still in the sunlight.  Her little nipple had enlarged enormously as the
sun warmed it directly and there was a dull ache in her boob that was
beginning to radiate down lower.  Alice loved this feeling more than any
other.  It was a signal for her to slide her hand into the cabinet drawer
beside her bed and lift out her vibrator.

   Alice hadn't held back when she ordered her vibrator.  She'd ordered the
best there was, at least according to the website.  It hadn't been cheap,
but it's beautiful feel and shape had almost taken her over the edge before
she'd even opened the package.  It was long, pink and really quite large.
At first Alice wondered whether it would fit, if she dared to do then
ultimate thing with it.

   But it fitted.  In fact, it felt so gorgeously snug inside her that one
day she promised herself she'd go to college with it still inside her.  But
she'd not been brave enough to do that yet.  She had let her married friend
use it and give her pleasure.  It had added to their incredibly varied ways
of erotic stimulation.  Alice actually preferred to use it herself, but
she'd not told him yet.  She knew just when to turn the vibrations faster,
and the intensity stronger, and where exactly to place the vibrating rabbit
tip on her always super-sensitive clitoris.

   Alice giggled now as she moved the vibrator down over her slim body. 
She was timing the movement of the sunbeam down her now very excited body.
Her nipple, fully erect and pulsing with erotic pleasure, was now out of
the light, but tingle deliciously.  With her free hand, she teased her
other nipple until it too stood out and began to tingle, sending little
bolts of pleasure down lower.

   The young woman was entering the stage of euphoria when everything began
to centre on the pleasure parts of her body.  At the tops of her legs,
there was a burning sensation.  She already could feel that her little blue
panties had outlived their usefulness.  They were soaking!  She pulled them
quickly off, feeling so naughty to be lying completely exposed and naked in
her room.  Oh how she wished her married friend could see her like this. 
But their times so far had been short, exquisitely sweet and intensely
erotic.

   He'd rarely seen her naked, usually only spending time with her in his
very large and luxurious car.  Their hour or so together two or three times
a week was all she lived for - in some ways, although she didn't ignore her
college work, or her other friends.  It was difficult keeping her secret
friend, but so far she seemed to have managed.  They had a scare one day
when a car Alice recognised pulled into the car park in which the two of
them were fully engrossed in a pleasurable exercise.  Luckily, it drove to
the far end and parked in a shady area.  Alice and her friend could
continue to enjoy each other and they both breathed quietly once more -
that is, until their passion built up even more!

   As the sunbeam reached the top of her very prominent mound, Alice
couldn't wait any longer.  She shifted on her bed so that the sun shone
right onto her clit.  The warmth it generated was all she needed to utter
her first cry of pleasure as the bolts of delight shot through her.  When
Alice orgasmed, she could feel it throughout her entire body, coursing
through her in huge waves.  She didn't have little orgasms.  She had huge,
wild, thrashing orgasms that always left her breathless.  This one was no
exception and she just hoped her Mum hadn't heard.  She actually slept in a
room on the far side of the house, so there was little real need to worry.
But Alice was a bit of a worrier - always concerned about others, before
herself.  However, Alice also knew that, when she was in such an erotic
state as now, she'd often throw away her caring-about-others feelings and
concentrate on cumming as damned hard as she could!

   There were no sounds from her mother.  She was probably already in the
kitchen preparing her Dad's breakfast.  Alice knew her Dad would never even
come down the corridor to wards her room.  He had this fear of being caught
out.  Alice knew he appreciated how her body had grown up over the last few
years.  She'd seen him watching her.  But she knew how he felt about what
had happened to Sarah, next door.

   Sarah's Dad had been put in jail because his now ex-wife had dobbed him
in!  Reported him to the police for pestering their growing daughter. 
Sarah's Dad wasn't very nice, so the girls and women in the two families
had been pleased when he'd been sent away.  Sarah had cried for hours with
Alice, but eventually she'd got over it.  She now said it had helped her to
manage with the boys.  Sarah was so popular with the boys around her age.
Alice pretended to be jealous, secretly wishing she could one day tell
Sarah about her friend.  She might - one day!

   Recovering from her first orgasm, Alice found that.  somehow, her big
vibrator had managed to push its way between her legs.  Had she opened her
legs voluntarily, she wondered.  It didn't matter now as, with practised
hands, Alice slowly pushed the large head of the vibrator between her pussy
lips.  She groaned with the absurd pleasure that simple motion gave her. 
Just a little penetration and she was aching for her next orgasm.

   The sunlight was moving away from her clit, so Alice moved her body to
follow it for a little.  She knew that the heat from the sunbeam gave extra
impetus to her orgasms.  She looked into the mirror and smiled at her young
body looking so good, and on the edge of orgasm.  Alice was proud of her
body, so proud that she wished she could show to others how good it looked.
But she was also shy.  She had to be persuaded to show anyone any part of
her privateness.

   The boys she'd had before had to manage with peeks at her boobies and
under her skirt.  She'd never undressed for them.  They'd had to manage
with her clothed.  She thought it funny now that all the boys who'd been
inside her had told her how wonderful she was.  But she'd never seen any of
them more than once.  And they couldn't brag about her to their mates as
she'd made them feel rotten about not caring about her feelings.

   The big vibrator was making her feel so good now.  Alice loved this warm
oh-so-full feeling that it gave her.  Not quite as good as her friend, but
getting there!  Again, her expert fingers teased her nipples and clit until
she squealed through another enormous orgasm.  This was proving to be a
very special day!

   Languishing naked in front of the mirror, Alice began to imagine her
friend was with her.  It was his fingers that teased her clit, it was his
gentle teeth that were nipping at her intensely aroused nipples, it was his
warm lips that caressed her own.  She switched on the vibrations of the
shaft inside.  It rotated slowly and vibrated gently, just what she needed.

   The sunlight had moved off her clit, but by now its warmth was no longer
necessary.  Alice was warm enough.  In fact, Alice was now feeling as hot
as she'd ever felt - anywhere, anytime.  She flicked the second switch and
gasped with delight.  The little rabbit feature of the vibrator was pressed
against her clit, sending big waves of intense sensations into her body. 
She left it on its lowest setting for a long while, just enjoying the slow
build up.

   It seemed that Alice got lost in time, because she was suddenly
disturbed by her phone phone.  Right on the edge of an enormous orgasm,
Alice tried to ignore it.  In fact, she did manage to - just enough to
enjoy the initial throes of her orgasm.  But then she cursed, left the
vibrator buzzing slowly inside her and on her clit and picked up her phone.

   She was surprised to hear her mother's voice.

   "I didn't want to wake you, dear!" her mother said softly.  "But it's
time to get up for college."

   Alice looked at the clock.  She'd been awake for more than two hours. 
It really was time to get up.  She felt woozy - her orgasms (how many had
she enjoyed that morning?) always left her with a sort of drunken feeling.
It was nice in a way, but damn difficult to concentrate on things like
eating breakfast and going to the train station.

   She slowly eased the vibrator out of her now thoroughly soaked pussy. 
She gave it a kiss as she stood up to go to her en-suite bathroom.

   "Thanks, John!" she giggled.  "Another good job - almost too good this
morning."

   Why did she call it John, she wondered, never having even met a guy
called John.  She smiled as she cleaned it under the hot shower, while
enjoying the water just splashing on her sensitive skin.

   It was a very tingly Alice that walked to the train station that
morning, grinning and saying 'Hello' to everyone she saw.

   (to be continued in part 2)
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