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Autor: Pretty Betty
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-05-29 16:50:12

**Chapter 2**

Elena barely slept the next day. Her body kept remembering those thick, shadowy fingers stretching her cunt, the way they curled right against that greedy spot inside her until she squirted all over her sheets. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw that dark smile staring back at her through the glass.

By evening she was a mess — horny, ashamed, and stupidly excited.

She skipped dinner, took a long hot shower, and shaved her pussy completely smooth. She told herself it was just because she felt dirty. Deep down she knew exactly why she was doing it.

At 1:45 a.m. she lay naked on top of her covers, legs slightly spread, lamp on low. Waiting like a desperate slut for her own mirror to come alive.

This time the glow started earlier.

The mirror shimmered, and there she was again — the other Elena on all fours, face pressed against the glass like she was begging to be let through. Two shadows stood behind her. Their cocks were huge, thick and veined, almost inhuman. One pushed into her mouth while the other slammed balls-deep into her dripping cunt from behind. The reflection shook with every brutal thrust.

Elena’s hand shot between her thighs. Her pussy was already soaked, leaking down her ass.

“Fuck… look at you,” she whispered to her mirror self. “Such a filthy whore.”

The shadow fucking the reflected Elena’s cunt suddenly pulled out, his massive cock glistening with her juices. He turned and looked straight at the real Elena. Then he pressed his palm against the mirror.

The glass rippled.

This time two hands came through — followed by thick, muscular arms. The shadow stepped halfway out, his upper body in her room while his lower half stayed in the mirror world. His cock was enormous, heavy, and pointing right at her.

Elena’s mouth went dry.

“Come here,” the shadow growled. His voice was low, rough, like gravel and smoke.

She should have screamed. Instead, she crawled across the bed like a bitch in heat until she was right in front of the mirror. The shadow grabbed her by the hair and pulled her forward. The head of his cock pushed past her lips, stretching her mouth wide.

“Mmmpph—” Elena choked as he fed her his thick cock. It tasted strange — dark, masculine, slightly cold at first then burning hot. She sucked greedily, drooling all over it, taking him deeper until she gagged.

“Good little slut,” the shadow groaned, pushing more of himself into her room. His free hand reached down and roughly squeezed her tit, pinching her nipple hard.

Another shadow appeared in the mirror. This one stepped through completely, solidifying behind her on the bed. Strong hands grabbed her hips and yanked her ass up.

Elena moaned around the cock in her mouth as she felt a huge, blunt head rubbing against her soaked cunt lips.

The shadow behind her didn’t tease. He slammed inside her in one brutal thrust, burying every inch into her tight pussy.

“Fuuuuck!” Elena screamed around the cock fucking her face. Her eyes rolled back. He was so thick it hurt in the best way, stretching her walls wide open.

They started fucking her in rhythm — one shoving deep into her throat, the other pounding her cunt like he wanted to break her. Wet, filthy sounds filled the room: the slap of skin, her choking gags, the obscene squelching of her dripping pussy.

The one behind her spanked her ass hard. “This cunt is mine now,” he growled. “So fucking tight. Greedy little hole swallowing my cock.”

Elena came hard, her pussy gushing around him, juices running down her thighs. But they didn’t stop. They kept using her, passing her between them, flipping her onto her back.

One shadow pinned her legs wide open and drove into her again, fucking her with deep, punishing strokes while the other straddled her chest and pushed his cock between her tits.

She was losing her mind. Pleasure mixed with fear and pure filthy need.

“More,” she gasped like a broken whore. “Please… fuck me harder.”

The shadows laughed darkly. The one in her cunt suddenly pulled out and pushed her legs even wider. A third shadow had stepped through the mirror. His cock looked even bigger.

Elena’s eyes widened in panic and lust. “Wait— I can’t—”

Too late. The third shadow shoved into her already stretched cunt, forcing her walls to take him. The burn was intense. She screamed in pleasure-pain as he bottomed out, balls deep inside her.

They took turns now. Two cocks slapping against her face while the third destroyed her pussy. Then they switched. One lifted her like she weighed nothing and impaled her on his cock while standing, bouncing her up and down like a fucktoy. Another came behind her and pushed against her asshole.

“Not there—” she moaned, but her body pushed back against him.

He forced the thick head into her tight ass anyway, stretching her until she thought she’d tear. Double penetrated, stuffed full in both holes, Elena came again so hard she saw stars, squirting all over the shadow’s abs.

They fucked her for what felt like hours — rough, degrading, perfect. They called her their little mirror whore, their cum dump, their new favorite toy. They filled her cunt with load after load of hot, thick cum until it was leaking out of her in messy rivers. One even made her lick their cocks clean after they pulled out.

When they finally stepped back toward the mirror, Elena lay on the bed in a wrecked, cum-soaked heap, thighs trembling, chest heaving.

The lead shadow leaned down, his fingers tracing her swollen, used cunt.

“Tomorrow night,” he whispered against her ear, “we’re bringing more.”

Then they disappeared back into the glass, leaving her reflection staring at her with a satisfied, slightly terrifying smile.

Elena touched her dripping, abused pussy and shivered.

She was already wondering what time the mirror would light up tomorrow.

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