Swallowing Cum POV While Riding Dildo in Mirror – Hot Amateur Blowjob

Brenda had just finished her online classes for the day. The small apartment smelled like leftover coffee and the faint vanilla from her candle. William was home early from his shift at the warehouse, kicking off his boots by the door while she sat cross-legged on the bed scrolling her phone.
“Hey babe,” he said, voice tired but playful. He dropped onto the mattress next to her. “You look bored.”
She smirked, glancing up. “Just killing time. Professor droned on forever today.”
William leaned in, kissing her neck lightly. Brenda tilted her head, letting him. His hand slid under her loose tank top, fingers brushing her stomach. She laughed softly. “You’re sweaty.”
“Blame the forklift,” he muttered against her skin. “You gonna help me relax or what?”
Brenda set her phone aside. She pushed him back gently and climbed off the bed. “Wait here.”
She walked to the dresser, pulled open the bottom drawer, and grabbed her favorite dildo—the thick, realistic one with the suction base. William raised an eyebrow as she carried it back.
“Been thinking about this all afternoon,” she said, voice dropping lower.
She positioned the full-length mirror against the wall, angling it so they could both see. Then she stuck the dildo to the hardwood floor right in front of the glass. It stood upright, glistening a little from the lube she’d squirted on earlier.
William sat up, pants already tenting. “Fuck, that’s hot.”
Brenda peeled off her shorts and panties in one motion, kicking them aside. She kept the tank top on, nipples hard against the thin fabric. She straddled the dildo slowly, lowering herself until the head pressed against her entrance.
She looked at William through the mirror. “Come here. I want you in my mouth while I ride this.”
He stood quickly, unzipping his jeans and shoving them down with his boxers. His cock sprang free, already hard and leaking a little at the tip. Brenda reached out, wrapping her fingers around him, stroking slowly.
She sank down onto the dildo inch by inch. A soft gasp escaped her lips as it stretched her open. “God, it’s thick today.”
William stepped closer, standing right in front of her face. Brenda looked up at him, then at their reflection—her lips parted, his cock inches away.
She leaned forward, tongue flicking out to taste the precum. Salty, familiar. She took him in slowly, lips sliding over the head, then down further. William groaned, hand resting lightly on her head.
Brenda started rocking her hips, sliding up and down the dildo. Each movement made her moan around his cock. The wet sounds filled the room—her mouth working him, the slick slide of her pussy on the toy.
“Fuck, Brenda,” he breathed. “Look at yourself.”
She pulled off for a second, glancing at the mirror. Her hair was messy, cheeks flushed. The dildo disappeared inside her with every roll of her hips. She looked back at William, spit stringing from her lips to his shaft.
“Like what you see?” she teased.
“Hell yes.”
She dove back down, taking him deeper. Her throat relaxed as she pushed forward, nose brushing his pubic hair. William’s hips jerked slightly. She gagged a little but kept going, bobbing faster.
Her own rhythm picked up. She ground down hard on the dildo, clit rubbing against the base. The pressure built fast. She moaned louder around his cock, vibrations making him curse under his breath.
William’s hand tightened in her hair. “I’m close, babe. You want it?”
Brenda nodded without pulling off, eyes watering a bit from the depth. She sucked harder, tongue swirling under the head.
He started thrusting shallowly into her mouth. “Fuck… gonna cum.”
She felt him swell, then the first hot spurt hit the back of her throat. She swallowed quickly, not spilling a drop. Pulse after pulse filled her mouth—thick, warm. She kept sucking gently through it, milking him dry.
William groaned long and low, legs shaking. “Shit, that’s good.”
Brenda finally pulled off, licking her lips. A little cum glistened at the corner of her mouth. She swallowed again, tasting him fully.
She didn’t stop riding. Her hips rolled faster now, chasing her own orgasm. The dildo hit deep, stretching her walls. She watched herself in the mirror—tits bouncing under the tank top, face flushed, lips swollen from sucking him.
William dropped to his knees in front of her, watching up close. “Come on, baby. Cum on that thing.”
Brenda’s breath hitched. She ground down hard, clit pressed tight. “Oh fuck… yes…”
Her body tensed. The orgasm crashed through her—pussy clenching around the dildo, thighs trembling. She cried out, voice raw. Waves rolled over her, making her shake.
When it passed, she slowed, breathing heavy. The dildo was slick with her juices. She lifted off slowly, a wet pop sounding as it left her.
William helped her stand on wobbly legs. He kissed her deeply, tasting himself on her tongue.
Brenda laughed breathlessly. “We should film that next time. For real.”
He grinned. “Already thinking sequel?”
She glanced at the clock. “Dinner’s gonna burn if we don’t move.”
William pulled his pants up while Brenda wiped the dildo with a towel and stuck it back in the drawer. She tugged her shorts on, still feeling the ache between her legs.
They walked to the kitchen together, the normal evening resuming—like nothing wild had just happened in the bedroom. But the mirror still reflected their flushed faces, a quiet reminder of how fast boring afternoons could turn filthy.