The Eyes are the Portal to the Soul

I leaned back into the couch and looked up at the painting, I also saw it in the mirror. Her red hair, backlit with the red light, is so beautiful. I felt so hot and lustful. The man between my legs, kissed and licked my thighs and made me feel so hot. I closed my eyes, I never let this kind of thing happen, but something about this corner of the club seemed so right.

I squinted up and stared at the reflection of the redhead, and noticed that she had a smile instead of a laugh.

“Fuck! That feels so good,” I said and pulled his head into my pussy as he kissed on my clit. “Eat my fucking pussy.”

I swear the painting switched out to a girl licking her lips with an evil grin. I felt compelled to stare at her; I made eye contact. My thighs closed around this man’s ears as I started to buck my pussy into his mouth. The painting now motioned with her fingers for me to come to her. I closed my eyes to avoid the distraction. As I felt myself enter the orgasm, my body went numb.

I opened my eyes and stared at myself in the mirror. The red light between the mirror and I. I noticed the frame around me. I looked down to see a redheaded woman, the woman from the painting, pushing the man that had been eating my pussy away with her foot. He fell back onto the floor, lifeless.

“I’ve been trying to get out of that painting for a hundred years, do you know how hard it is to find a virgin having an orgasm is in this club?” The redhead said as she walked away.

Friday Flash

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