Date: Tue, 21 Jan 2020 22:57:54 -0800 From: Jojo Starr Subject: Mirror Image - Chapter 2 MIRROR IMAGE Chapter 2 Livie was mortified. She couldn't believe Allie had to knock on her door at that exact moment. Why? WHY?? She was feeling guilty enough about exploring herself alone in her room, but now her sister almost caught her! What if Allie could tell that she was panicking? What if she suspected what she was doing?! Oh God, she could never face her again. But then again, she wasn't really doing anything wrong, was she? She heard girls at school talk about touching themselves, so clearly she wasn't the only one. But still, her SISTER! Allie would probably make fun of her forever if she found out. This was terrible. What was extremely frustrating was that Livie didn't want to stop doing it. Technically, she didn't even know what "it" was. Not really, anyway. She heard that "it" was supposed to feel really good, whatever "it" was, and was naturally curious about it. She knew it had something to do with her private parts, but wasn't exactly clear on what she had to do. She'd only been doing this for a few weeks - taking her shorts and panties off, spreading her legs, and looking closely at herself. She was even bold enough to stick her finger inside herself a few times, which felt nice, but she wasn't really sure if that's all she was supposed to do. She knew there had to be something more to it, and she was determined to find out what until Allie knocked on her door. Livie still shuddered at the thought. She had to think of something. Some excuse to come up with why she was so frazzled when she answered the door, just in case Allie asked her about it. She was trying to... to... work on a secret project... for... for... their mom's birthday. Yeah. Yeah, and she didn't want anyone finding out about it yet. That would work! It had to. Later that evening, after dinner, Livie was going to tell Allie just that. She would explain everything and Allie would understand, and it would all be cleared up. Then Allie wouldn't suspect Livie was doing anything 'weird' in there. And just as Livie was approaching her sister's bedroom door, she thought she heard a little squeak. Almost like it was Allie who squeaked. What the hell...? Livie looked down the hallway to make sure her mom and dad weren't around, then crept a little closer to Allie's door. She put her ear close and listened. Very, very softly, she could make out what she thought was Allie's bed rocking back and forth. Why would... And then suddenly it hit her. Oh God! What if Allie was doing it! Her heart skipped a beat as a jolt of energy shot through her. Wow, what a turn of events! Livie kept listening and the sound of the bed rocking only got louder and louder. She listened intently for what felt like several minutes, her adrenaline rising higher and higher. And then she heard a loud grunt. Like a high-pitched grunt that Allie tried to suppress by keeping her mouth closed, only it didn't work. Livie clearly heard it. Holy crap! Had Allie figured out what the other girls were talking about?? Had she figured out what felt so amazing?! This was crazy. This was so, so crazy. Livie didn't bother knocking on the door. She just went back to her room with the biggest smile on her face. Oh this was too cool. She briefly thought of waiting until Allie did it the next time and then freaking her out by knocking on her door, just like Allie did to her, but then she figured Allie would never talk to her again. And she really wouldn't blame her for it either. But what was more interesting was that Allie might actually know something she didn't. Could she... would she tell her? Would it be too weird to ask? She knew Allie was no dummy. They were both really smart girls. And the whole time they were growing up they had been pretty close. Allie was cool. She wouldn't lie to her, would she? Livie decided there was only one way to find out. *************************************************** The next day, after school, both girls were home making a snack in the kitchen. Their parents wouldn't be home for a while. Allie was mumbling something about the homework they had for that night, but Livie had other things on her mind. As soon as Allie stopped talking, Livie figured this was her chance. "Hey, um... can I ask you kind of a weird question?" Livie said. "Um... okay," Allie said. Suddenly Livie felt really nervous. "Don't laugh, okay?" "Okay," Allie said. "Do you ever, um... you know, like, touch yourself? Down there? You know, to feel good?" A blush instantly rose to Allie's face. "Why?" she asked, almost accusatorily. "A lot of the girls at school talk about it," Livie said, "and I was just curious." Allie still seemed at a bit of a distance. "Why, do you?" "I mean... kind of, but, like, not really," Livie answered honestly. "Don't laugh, okay? I don't, like... really know what to do." A look of relief suddenly washed over Allie's face and she seemed to understand. "Really?" she said. "Yeah," Livie said. "Don't laugh though, okay?" Allie smiled. "I'm not gonna laugh. But seriously, you don't know what to do?" Livie shook her head, a blush now rising to her cheeks. "Do you?" Allie thrust her hips to one side and tilted her head like the older sister who knew everything and was about to clue her little sister in on something, even though they were twins. "Try putting your pillow between your legs," she said. Livie's eyebrows rose. "Really?" Allie nodded. "Trust me, you'll see. It feels really good." "Okay," Livie said, her blush returning a little. Allie then went back to her normal stance. "Well, I should probably get started on all that homework." "Yeah," Livie said. "Me too." Only Livie had no intention of doing her homework. Not right now anyway. There was something else she was curious about first. Livie went into her room and locked the door. Her stomach filled with butterflies as she walked over to her bed and climbed onto it. The only thing she could think of were Allie's words: 'Try putting your pillow between your legs. Trust me. It feels really good.' Every time she thought about them, she felt the butterflies get stronger and stronger. This was so new! A pillow! Why hadn't she thought of that? She had always assumed it had something to do with your hands. Livie unbuttoned her shorts and pushed them down her legs, along with her panties. Her butterflies swarming, she grabbed her pillow and set it on the bed in front of her. Rising to her knees, she walked over her pillow, straddling it. Then she sat down on it. Ooooohhh! This was nice! Livie immediately wiggled her hips around, almost involuntarily. Shudders coursed through her young body at the sensations it was creating between her legs. Wow! Allie was right! Livie gyrated and rotated her hips around on the pillow, doing anything that brought her more pleasure. She did this for a while until she remembered being outside Allie's bedroom door and listening to what was going on. She remembered hearing the bed rocking back and forth. Allie must have been doing a pretty hard back and forth motion for her to hear that. So she began rocking her hips back and forth and immediately understood what all the fuss was about. The pressure that was created when she pushed forward, bunching the pillow up tightly between her legs... Wow! This was awesome! She scooted back on the pillow and gathered a bunch of it up with her hands, stuffing it between her legs, then rocked back and forth again. Her jaw dropped as pleasure shot throughout her body. She could seriously do this all day! No wonder Allie was in her bedroom all the time. From here on out, Livie was going to be too! Livie kept rocking back and forth as the feeling got better and better. At some point - she didn't even know how long it had been going on - she was aware that the bed was creaking with her movements. But she was feeling WAY too good to stop now! She just kept going, closing her eyes, focusing on how good it felt until... Livie gasped sharply as she felt a heavy wave of pleasure jolt through her body. Good God, it was intense! She pushed forward again, feeling it hit her a second time as her body trembled and shuddered. She kept rocking, holding onto that feeling as long as she could, until she gradually felt it fade away. When she finally opened her eyes, she was stunned. WOW! There was no doubt in her mind. That was EXACTLY what all the girls at school were talking about. It was also no doubt what Allie felt too in her bedroom the other day. And finally, it had happened to her! She had to thank Allie for this. This was just too awesome. *************************************************** So the next day, that's exactly what she did. When they were both home from school and getting their snacks ready, Livie approached her sister. "Hey, um... about the thing yesterday... you were right," Livie said, hoping her sister would know what she was talking about. "The thing?" Allie said. Livie almost rolled her eyes. Of course she would have to spell it out. "Yeah... the thing that you said... with the pillow." "Oh," Allie said. "So you tried it?" "Yeah," Livie said, blushing. Allie smiled. "Told you! Didn't I?" "Yeah," Livie said again, giggling lightly. "It felt SOOOOOOOO good!" Both girls giggled. "I told you!" Allie said again. "Yeah," Livie said. "You were right. Thanks." Allie bit her lip and narrowed her eyes. Livie recognized it as the look she got whenever she had a really devious idea. "You know what else you should do?" Allie said. "What?" Livie asked, getting a little excited again at more of her sister's advice. "Look at yourself in the mirror when you do it," Allie said. "I know it sounds weird, but just try it." "Ummm... okay," Livie said, not really thinking that would make much of a difference, but willing to give it a shot. "Anyway," Allie said, "I should probably get started on that stupid project for this week." "Yeah," Livie said. "Me too." And with that, Allie was gone. But once again, Livie had no intention of working on any projects, other than the one Allie just suggested to her. So she immediately went to her room, locked the door, and stripped her lower half completely naked. The butterflies returned full-force as Livie climbed onto her bed. She was absolutely thrilled to be doing this again, especially knowing how good it would feel. She grabbed her pillow, bunching it up in the middle of her bed. Then she straddled it with her thighs, and slowly sat down on it with the largest part right in front of her. Feeling a jolt of adrenaline simply at the sensation of the pillow against her private parts, she remembered what Allie said, and turned her body slightly to face the mirror on her vanity, which stood against the wall. Even the turning felt great! But what really shocked her was the image of herself in the mirror, naked from the waist down, with a pillow bunched between her legs. It was so dirty and naughty! This was clearly an image she shouldn't be looking at, and she actually felt her face and neck get hot as she saw herself turn slightly pink in the mirror. She was blushing! At her own reflection! This was weird. But somehow, it was also terribly, unbelievably thrilling. Livie did what came naturally and thrust her hips against the pillow. Wow! This was so weird! She felt her face get hotter as she watched herself move in this really naughty way, trying to pleasure herself. It was so strange to feel embarrassment and excitement at the same time, and she was surprised to discover that it only made everything more intense. Despite how deeply self-conscious she was of every single movement she made, Livie kept pumping her hips against the pillow, surprising herself with how hard she was thrusting. She couldn't believe how intense this was and how excited she was becoming. She knew this one was going to be really good. And then it got really weird. She didn't know if it was the bed creaking back and forth, but she suddenly remembered listening to Allie outside her bedroom door and immediately wondered if this is what she looked like. For a split second, she actually thought she saw Allie in the mirror instead of herself. It was really weird and it almost took her out of the moment. But she was so worked up she really, really didn't want to stop. But the more she kept going, the more she kept thinking about Allie doing this same thing in her room. And the more she looked at herself in the mirror, the more she began to see Allie instead of herself. And then she was surprised to discover that she was pumping and thrusting even harder than she had been earlier. Why was this exciting to her? Why was it exciting to picture her sister doing this instead of herself? She didn't have time to think about that now. She was too close to finishing. So she kept going, humping her pillow harder and tighter, watching herself - no, Allie - be really, really naughty alone in her room on her bed. Allie was so dirty! Humping her pillow like that! Just look at the way she's moving! She's just so... so... "NNNNFFFHH!!" Livie grunted, biting her lip as she burst into orgasm, holding onto the image of her sister in her mind, focusing on how dirty and naughty Allie was and how exciting it was to spy on her doing something so naughty. Livie shuddered again and again, crushing her hips tightly into the pillow, loving the way the softness tickled her sex, and loving the idea of her twin sister doing the exact same thing. After an incredibly intense, incredibly draining orgasm, Livie collapsed onto her bed, gasping and panting. For a while, all she could think about was how good it felt and how much she was enjoying even this recovery. But then her mind started to go back to what had caused this really powerful sensation. It was looking in the mirror... and thinking about Allie. And then she remembered that Allie was the one who suggested she look in the mirror in the first place. Why would she do that? Obviously Allie looked in the mirror too. Did Allie see Livie there? The more she thought about it, the more she had a hard time believing she didn't. They were identical twins! Livie even saw her sister when she looked in the mirror regularly sometimes. What was Allie suggesting when she told Livie to look in the mirror? Was this her way of telling Livie something? All of this was a little too heavy to think about right now. Livie would have to clean herself up and focus on her homework. Maybe that would help clear her head a little. But it didn't. The whole time she was trying to do her homework, these questions kept coming back into her head. There was only one way to solve all this. She had to talk to Allie about it. ***************************************************** The next day after school, once again both sisters were home alone making their after-school snack. But this time it felt different. The last two days, this had been the very time that they had discussed doing that "private thing" in their rooms. How could they avoid talking about it now? It was definitely on both girls' minds, and it was only a matter of who would bring it up first. The silence was tense and almost unbearable as each girl went about preparing her snack. One of them had to say something. It turned out they both did. "So..." Livie began, and Allie, at the exact same time, blurted out, "I was just..." Both girls stopped, realizing the other wanted to speak. The atmosphere was so tense, neither girl could help herself and they both burst into giggles. "What?" Allie said when the giggling had died down. "What were you gonna say?" Livie had hoped she could have gotten Allie to speak first. But she did have something on her mind that was really eating away at her. "I was just..." Livie began. "Well, it was about, um... yesterday." "Yesterday?" Allie said. "Yeah," Livie said. "About what you told me. You know... in my room?" "Oh," Allie said, her face turning slightly pink. "Yeah. Did you... did you do it?" "Yeah," Livie said, her face now turning pink. "And it was really, really cool. But, like... have you... have you done it too?" "What?" Allie said. "The... the mirror thing?" "Oh... yeah. It's cool, right?" Allie said. "Yeah! Totally," Livie said. "But, like... have you ever looked in the mirror... and wondered... well..." "Wondered what?" Allie asked. Livie's shoulders slumped. She didn't really know how to ask this. "Well," she said, "at one point, I was looking in the mirror, and... and I kind of saw you instead. Is that... is that weird?" Allie looked surprised for a split second, then seemed to immediately shake it off. "I dunno... not really I guess. I mean... we are identical." "Yeah, I guess so," Livie said, wondering if that would be the end of it. "It actually happens to me too sometimes," Allie said. "Really?!" Livie said, her face lighting up again. "Yeah," Allie said, unable to suppress a grin. "Is it, like, weird?" Livie said. "Did it gross you out?" "Umm... not really, I guess," Allie said. "Why, did it gross you out?" "No, not really," Livie said. "Really?" "Yeah." "Don't think this is weird or anything," Allie said, "but I actually thought it was... kind of cool." Livie's face lit up. "Omigod, me too!" "Really?" Allie said, starting to giggle. "Yes, totally!" Livie said, giggling along with her. They giggled a little more, both girls feeling a little thrilled and excited at their admissions. "It was kind of like I was watching you instead," Allie said. "Omigod, I was thinking the same thing!" Livie said. Allie then scrunched up her nose. "So is it, like, weird that we look in the mirror while we're doing it and pretend we're watching each other?" Livie suddenly turned pink at hearing it put so directly. "I dunno... maybe. What do you think?" "I dunno," Allie said. "I mean... we both do it, so maybe it's not weird." "Yeah, I guess so," Livie said. All this talk was liberating. Livie's mind was suddenly full of questions for her sister. She asked her questions about how long she'd been doing this thing and how she got started in the first place. Allie happily answered them all and even asked a few of Livie. Now that this was out in the open, neither girl had to feel weird about it anymore. In fact, Livie, for one, felt emboldened. She had suspected that Allie had told her to do what she did because she did it too, and that she had gotten the same enjoyment out of it. This conversation seemed to confirm all that. What was even more exciting, and unexpectedly so, was Allie's admission that not only did she sometimes see Livie in the mirror, but that she thought it was cool! That got Livie thinking... did seeing Livie in the mirror make Allie want to do it harder and faster, like it did for Livie? Livie thought it was certainly possible. Maybe even likely. She couldn't stop thinking about all this and it gave her an idea. Later on that day, as she was in her room, thrusting her hips back and forth against her pillow, looking in the mirror and picturing it was her sister, something suddenly occurred to her. She stopped, much as she didn't want to, and leaned over to her shorts that were lying on the bed. She pulled out her phone and turned on the camera. She then bunched up the pillow a little more, stuffing it further between her legs, and hunched over it, like she was thrusting. She pointed the camera at her mirror to get a full body shot, and took a picture. She figured it was fine to keep on her phone, since none of her private parts were showing. She had a shirt on, and the pillow was covering up her vagina. The only thing that was visible was the curve of her bare butt cheek, and she figured that wasn't very bad. She looked at the photo she took, examining it. It was good. But she could do better. She then held out the phone toward the mirror and hunched over again, stuffing the pillow between her legs with her free hand, and then clenched her butt cheeks as she thrust forward. She held the pose, then snapped another picture. She relaxed as she went to her photos folder on her phone and examined the picture. Much, much better, she thought. Satisfied with this, she set the phone back down and got back to work, picturing Allie in the mirror instead of herself. **************************************************** The next day after school, Livie was wondering when she would be able to implement her plan. After making small talk again with her sister in the kitchen, both girls parted ways and headed to their respective rooms to supposedly work on their homework. Livie was seriously considering locking her door and stuffing her pillow between her legs again when she began to wonder whether Allie wasn't about to do the very same thing at the very same time. Suddenly the butterflies came back to her stomach and she wondered if this could actually be the moment she was waiting for. She carefully crept out of her room, softly walking down the hall until she came to her sister's closed bedroom door. She listened, leaning close to the door, but couldn't seem to hear anything. Maybe Allie wasn't doing it after all, she thought. She was about to go back to her room when she decided to check one more time. She put her ear as close to Allie's door as she could get it, and listened. Faintly, she could actually make out the soft creakings of a bed rocking back and forth. Everything in her surged with energy and she pulled her phone out of her pocket. She decided she should wait just a little longer, after Allie got a little more worked up. She pictured Allie on her bed, pillow between her legs, pumping her hips back and forth, and looking in the mirror, pretending she was seeing her - Livie. After another thrilling minute or so of listening to the sounds of the bed creaking progressively louder, Livie decided this would be the perfect moment. If Allie was pretending she was looking at Livie anyway, Livie decided she would let her see what she actually looked like. She went into her phone, went to her photo gallery, and found the picture of herself hunched over the pillow and squeezing her butt cheeks. She clicked on it, went to her texting app, selected Allie's name, and attached it. She then wrote a short text: "Does this help?" And then she hit 'send.' ******************************************************** Allie was excited as she settled down onto her pillow. This was going to be a good one. She just had a feeling about it. The last couple days she'd done it, it had been fantastic, and she was sure this one was going to be just as good, if not better. What made it all particularly exciting was that the last few days, she'd been talking with her sister about doing this very thing. Livie had asked about it, taken Allie's advice, and done it! Allie couldn't even describe how thrilling it was to know that Livie actually humped her pillow like she fantasized about - and looked in the mirror while doing it! This made it all so much more exciting to look in the mirror and picture Livie doing it - because she actually did do it! That knowledge alone made it so much more real and immediate for Allie. And it made her climaxes even more powerful. She was really going to town, pumping her hips hard and tight, watching her cute little butt clench and tighten with each thrust, picturing it was Livie's, knowing she was close and expecting it to be really big and awesome. She pushed harder and tighter, not even caring that her bed was making quite a bit of noise. She focused on that perfect butt of hers - or Livie's, rather - when she heard her phone beep and buzz. What the hell! Why now?! Allie was about to ignore it, except it happened to be right in view, halfway sticking out of her shorts pocket just a short distance away on her bed. She could see that it was a text, and that it was from Livie. Why did Livie have to send her a text right at this freaking moment?! She could actually see what the text read: "Does this help?" She also saw that it had an attachment, but couldn't see what that was. Does this help? What the hell did that even mean? Does what help? And help with what? Dammit, Allie was too curious now and she huffed a grunt of frustration and reached over to yank her phone out of her shorts pocket. She swiped open her screen and clicked on the text with the attachment. A photo popped up and instantly Allie's jaw dropped. Was this... was this real?? Allie zoomed in on the photo, inspecting it. Yep, it was Livie's room. And that was definitely her. On her bed. No pants. Pillow between her legs. Hunched over and butt clenched. Oh God. Sheer instinct took over. Allie tossed the phone on the bed in front of her, stuffed as much of her pillow as she could between her legs, and settled down on it, crushing her hips tightly into it. "Hhhhhhuuunnnhhhh..." she groaned, her brow twisting up at how amazing it felt. Her eyes fixated on the image of her sister, not a mirror reflection, but an image of her actual sister, thrusting her hips tight into a pillow on her bed, and thrust her hips heavily and primally against her pillow in a way she'd never done before. She was moving urgently. Hard. Fast. She couldn't describe how intensely aroused she was. She'd never felt such excitement in her life. Pumping. Bucking. Thrusting. Hard. Tight. Livie. No pants. Livie. Her sister. Her bare butt. Clenching. Hard. Livie. Just for her. "HHNNNFFF! HNNNNNNFFFFF!!" Allie cried, everything hitting her much faster than she expected. She erupted heavily, shuddering, slamming her hips into her pillow, holding them tight, creating as much pressure as she could, focusing on her sister's butt - her actual sister's butt - as she came harder than she had in her life. *************************************************** To be continued...