Inter-Universe Bonds (closed with The_J0k3R)

[Cherrybomb400]

It seemed like there was a lot of crazy things going on and the world was spinning.

On top of Anna's dance audition and trying to finish school with her hectic schedule (which was going to calm down very soon), her grandmother had passed. Her grandmother was the one who inspired her to want to start learning ballet at a young age. At Gran's home she had a large and ornate mirror. It was one of Justine's favorite things that her grandmother owned, so naturally when her parents asked if there was anything she wanted to remember her by, the mirror was the first and only thing she asked for.

Her parents suggested getting the glass replaced, but honestly she loved the character of the old glass so she opted to keep it for now. The mirror matched her vintage chic style room. It hung on the wall across from her bed. It had been there for a few days. The funeral passed and life started to move along as normal.

Anna had come home straight after her audition. Her parents had a few legal things they needed to take care of, so when she came home she had the house to herself. Anna went straight to her room, stripped off her layers of clothing until all she was wearing was her dancing leotard. Her long hair was in a tight bun on her head. She flopped down on her bed and she thought about what she wanted to do...

Sleep sounded good... But she also wanted to check Lit and see if anyone responded to any of the role plays she had started. Anna had some rather unique interests, some that she confided in with friends but for the most part she kept a lid on it. One of her biggest desires was incest, specifically between siblings. Anna was an only child so the opportunity to bone her brother was never an option... honestly though she wasn't even sure if she had a brother if that would be something she would do... but it was sexy as hell for her to think about! She was already getting wet as she logged in on the site, hoping that someone had responded.

 

[The_J0k3R]

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Whenever things in life got too crazy, or depressing, or whatever, Tommy always had two places that he ran to for comfort and stability.


The first was his guitar, an old Gibson Les Paul. He could always play the blues and find some semblance of sanity again… or at the very least, maybe feel a little better about himself.


The second was his vast fantasy playland on Literotica. He was finding himself there more and more often of late. And even if he wasn’t online, his mind was almost always engaged in the vivid roles he was living out via text on a computer screen. Of late, his fantasies had drifted darker and kinkier, indulging in incestuous fantasies about a sister he never had.


He had just gotten home from rehearsal with his band. Not that they were really rehearsing for anything. They’d yet to land a gig, but Tommy chalked that up to their youth. Bars just wouldn’t book high school bands. But part of him also knew the other guys he was playing with just weren’t that good. He tried to help them, of course, but they wanted to make noise, and he wanted to make music.


He set his guitar case down next to the old mirror that had been so recently bequeathed to him. His grandmother’s mirror. Her passing had struck him hard, as she had been such a creative, inspiring spirit. She had given him that guitar, too, so many years ago.


With a sigh, he looked at himself, and blinked, seeing something odd in the mirror. A stuffed animal? On his bed? He turned to look at his bed, but no such toy existed. When he turned back to the mirror, it was gone.


I must be seeing things… maybe better lay off the pot, huh?


He sat down at his computer. Mom and Dad were gone, still dealing with legal stuff from Grandma’s passing, and so he quickly fired up Literotica, in anticipation of the responses to his threads...

 

[Cherrybomb400]

Anna had spent a good hour responding to various stories. With all the content that was there it was amazing that she was able to hold off from really touching herself until the last thread needed to be posted.

Some of the stories were insanely kinky, where she had characters doing things she would never do, but it sure did paint a crazy picture. As soon as she was done typing she closed her laptop and closed her eyes as her hands started touching her body.

It was the last thread that had really gotten to her, and she was glad that she saved it for last. It was another brother and sister themed story, only in this one the siblings were estranged. It was set in the 1940s (or 50s?) and the siblings had been separated due to the way. He left the house to fight when she was still a kid, and for her character she didn't remember too much. Then when he finally comes home he discovered that his kid sister was gone and in her place was a ravishing 18 year old. There had been a huge family celebration but the two kids were at a loss. They had their brother/sister back but had lost time. Over time they managed to connect but it wasn't how they expected. There was something there now that shouldn't be, and that cause the rift to come between them once again. The other brother went out for some drinks with a couple of buddies, she stayed home, and their parents had gone out of town. In the middle of the night as she slept, her brother returned home stumbling drunk and accidentally went into her room. He stripped down and slipped into her bed and for a while they just slept. His arms wrapped around her and pulled her close and he started dreaming of being with a woman which meant hands started going where they shouldn't. As he touched her, pulling her panties down and pushing her night dress up she started waking. When she felt hin push his finger inside of her she realised what was happening and she tried to wake him but he, still in his drunken sleep state, just rolled over her, squishing her face down in the bed as he continued touching her breasts and fingering her. She bit her lip trying to keep herself from moaning. Her attempts at waking him were weak. Then he took her just like that.

Anna was recounting that part in the story in her mind. She rolled onto her stomach, her leotard was pulled down, exposing her breasts which were pressed against her bed, and her ass was up in the air a little as she rubbing herself through the bottom of her dance gear. With no one being home she was free to lose herself in the thoughts of the story. She started moaning loudly as she imagined a drunk older brother unknowingly taking her as she put up little resistance.

She had started to get herself to the edge when she thought she heard something or someone. She lifted her head for a moment and the first thing she saw was a man. There was a man in her room! She stopped, screamed and sat up as she held on of her pillows against her chest. Now looking fully up she was able to really see everything.

It wasn't a man- I mean not really. It was a boy. What had her more shocked about seeing him in her room was that... he wasn't in her room at all. He was in the mirror!

"What the fuck?"

 

[The_J0k3R]

Tommy had managed to pick up a six-pack of beer on his way home; with Mom and Dad gone, he had a good bit more freedom to indulge his vices. He cracked the first one as he started replying to his threads on Lit, and was well into his fourth by the time he had caught up on all of them.

He was really enjoying the super kinky sibling incest tales. Even if he didn’t really have a sister, it was all too easy to imagine what he would do if he did, and his favorite co-writer often encouraged him to push both their limits.

He had fired up another joint and taken a big puff off it when he heard the first moan. At first he panicked, worried the weed was making him hallucinate, and then he heard another, very female, moan and groan.

It was the sexiest thing he had ever heard. Far more real than anything he had ever heard in any porno he had watched. But where was it coming from?

He looked around, flabbergasted and confused, seeing nothing out of the ordinary, until his eyes fell on that old mirror, and he gasped in shock at what he saw.

It was no longer a mirror; it was a window! Into someone else’s room! A girl’s room! And she was masturbating, in clear view of the mirror, on her bed! Her skin wasn’t exposed, as she had her hand down her tights, but he could clearly see her fingers and hand moving aggressively beneath…

“Oh shit!” he said suddenly, when she stopped and turned and stared right at him!

 

[Cherrybomb400]

Anna quickly adjusted her tights and leotard so that her feminine form was covered from his eyes. Anna didn't take her eyes off from the mirror. Her eyes bounced between him and what she guessed was his room.

Did she fall asleep? That was the only thing she could fathom happened. She came home and must have laid down instead of working on her posts... but it didn't feel like a dream. Everything was too vivid. Anna squeezed her hand hard enough to dig her nails into her palm. Yep, she felt that... so that means there really is a boy in the mirror and he really saw her in the throws of playing with herself. Not awkward at all.

Anna blushed, but finally after what seemed like hours. She finally moved. Anna moved to the edge of her bed until she was sitting in front of him. "Hi..." she wasn't sure if he could actually hear her or not, or if he would even respond. What was going on with this mirror? It wasn't like the mirror in Harry Potter was it? If so, why is she seeing a boy she never met before?

 

[The_J0k3R]

Tommy snuffed the joint out in his ashtray when she spoke to him. Was she really speaking to him?

“Uhh… hi…” he said, scratching his head as he stood and walked closer to the mirror, sitting at the edge of the bed and looking at her through the mirror, his eyes studying her intently now.

There was something about her that was achingly familiar, yet he couldn’t place it. Her bedroom was almost an exact replica of his own, except with more feminine touches.

“Uhm… I’m Tommy. Who are you? How are you in my grandma’s mirror?”

 

[Cherrybomb400]

Anna's face twisted into a look of confusion. HIS Grandmother's mirror?

"My name is Anna... and you are in MY Grandmother's mirror." This was weird. "Hey, since you're in the mirror you read text completely backwards right?" Of course in that moment the first thing that pops into her head is an old episode of Sabrina the Teenage Witch where she enters the mirror world. As soon as the words left her mouth she knew how stupid it sounded. "Never mind," She said quickly. "Sorry, I just... well I never met someone though a mirror...Skype yes."

It was then Anna was noticing similarly placed items in her room that matched hers. His bed was in the same place. Her computer in the same place as his. She had a few pictures up from dance recitals and friends, and he had some pictures up as well.

"Sooo... what I'm guessing this isn't how you meet girls on the regular?" she joked, hoping to make things as less awkward as possible.

 

[The_J0k3R]

Tommy raised an eyebrow at her words, particularly her insistence that the mirror had, in fact, belonged to her own grandmother, but he was quickly distracted by her asking if he read things backwards, and then thrown off by her asking how he met girls.

“Uhh…” he stammered, shaking his head and chuckling a bit. “I’m actually terrible at meeting girls…” he confessed, blushing a bit before looking down at his feet for a moment.

He looked back up, half expecting her to have disappeared in the mirror. Like it was all a dream. But she was still there.

“I, uh… didn’t mean to spy on you…” he said, scratching his head as he recalled the sight of her toying with herself.

 

[Cherrybomb400]

Anna blushed and awkwardly looked down too when he mentioned how he caught her.

"Well... I doubt you did it on purpose." Honestly she had no idea if he had the ability to spy on girls, so he very well could have, but she didn't want to start accusing him of anything. This situation was crazy!

"I'm surprised you didn't bust out laughing or something. I must have looked..." She blushed more. First time shes meeting this boy and he got an eye full of her tits and her fingers knuckle deep in her hot and wet little slit.

Actually... she did wonder what she looked like. It sort of reminded her of one of the stories on Lit that she was writing. Getting caught by her sibling. The big brother she would never have.

 

[The_J0k3R]

"Hot," Tommy said, his eyes grazing over her sexy curves in the skin-tight leotard. "You looked hot." He blushed a bit at the words, but talking to her like this actually served to give him a little more courage than he would have had, if they had been in person.

"Are you a dancer?" he asked, noting the various dance-related items scattered about her room. It was a question whose answer was obvious, of course.

He pondered what she had said earlier, about him being in her grandmother's mirror. That was a strange coincidence, wasn't it? Just what was going on here? How was this even possible. He stood up and approached the mirror slowly, examining it carefully even as he kept his eyes on the sultry vixen on the other side.

 

[Cherrybomb400]

Anna blushed but couldn't help to smile when he called her hot. Her body was still aroused from before, but hearing him say that he thought seeing her like that was hot made her womanhood ache with need. She hadn't gotten a chance to finish herself off. Would this window through their mirror always be open? She might have to limit her masturbation to only the bathroom... Then again, maybe not.

"Are you a dancer?"

Anna nodded "Yep, since I was little." She smiled. There was various items in her room to confirm her love of ballet. Old point shoes hung on the wall as decoration. Posters from ballet performances (not ones she preformed in but ones she saw). There were also photos of friends, various cute stuffed animals, and one corner there was various anime posters, figurines, dvds, and props from costumes. It was her small nerd corner.

"What kind of music do you play?" Anna asked, noticing his guitar before he came closer to inspect her room.

 

[The_J0k3R]

Tommy's gaze swept over what he could see of her room, but kept coming right back to her. The more he looked at her, the more he found her incredibly attractive. The image of her playing with herself was definitely burned into his mind.

He saw the little geek corner she had put together, and chuckled a little bit. She didn't have the geek look to her, but neither did, and he had his own stash of comic books and video games and DVDs that would definitely earn him the title of Geek.

He lit up when she asked about his music, though. That was his biggest passion and drive. He blushed a bit, even so. "Uhh, well... a lot of different stuff..." he said, almost stammering before collecting himself. "Blues. Southern rock. Folksy stuff. Grateful Dead and Allman Brothers, bands like that are what I'm really into."

He chuckled and shook his head. "Stop me before I bore you with some rock n roll history lesson..."

His email made a ding from his computer. He looked over at it; it was a notification that one of his Literotica threads had a new response. He blushed hotly when he looked back at Anna, through the mirror. He wanted to write more, but he didn't want to stop talking to her. And how could he write if she was, well, kind of in the room with him?

 

[Cherrybomb400]

"Actually.... I've never listened to any of their music," Anna said shyly. Hopefully she didn't offend him. "I wouldn't mind listening to some-" The sound of the notification was heard, and Anna had thought it came from her own computer. She wanted to check it, but she probably shouldn't... Then she remembered that this guy already caught her masturbating, and it wasn't like she was going to just start doing that all over again... then she remembered that she hadn't gotten a chance to get off.


Anna turned her laptop to her and just quickly checked. She doubted Tommy would disappear so soon. How did the mirror work exactly?

Her brows furrowed. She knew she heard the sound, but there was no new responded on her subscribed threads. Oh well. Looking up she pushed her laptop back to the middle of the bed.

"Soooo... I was wondering, where are you from? Like are you on the East or West coast?" Maybe the mirror wasn't a window to another world, but was kind of like facetime? They could have just discovered a magical way to skype!

 

[The_J0k3R]

Tommy shut the screen on his laptop and pushed it away from him, after she had done the same thing. He'd find time for Lit later. This girl in the mirror was far more interesting!

He listened to her question, and answered honestly. "I'm on the West Coast," he explained. "Seattle, actually." He looked out the window for a moment, into a rainy night. Sometimes it felt like it never stopped raining around here.

"What about you?" he asked, his curiosity about her growing rapidly. His eyes grazed over her body, those luscious curves in that little leotard, and he promptly recalled how he had first seen her in the mirror, masturbating... the thought caused a fresh rush of blood to his loins...

 

[Cherrybomb400]

"Really?" Her eyes widened in surprise. What were the chances that they were in the same state? "Same here! I live in Queen Anne-" She cut herself off, but it was already too late. Silently she scolded herself, here she was telling a random stranger where she lived! (Totally just looked up ballet companies in Seattle and Pacific North West was close to Queen Anne, sooo... they are in Queen Anne lol).

As he looked out his window she took the chance to look at him some more. He was very handsome, and his body type was very appealing. She hated really muscly men, like body builders. He seemed to be trimmed which was perfect in her book. When he looked back at her she quickly looked away, trying not to get caught staring.

It seemed like the rain would be quickly turning into a storm. Anna frowned. She hated storms. Especially when she was alone... But that wasn't the case anymore, not with Tommy anyway.

 

[The_J0k3R]

Queen Anne? Tommy raised an eyebrow. He had been intentionally a bit vague when he said "Seattle." How was she from the same city as him and he had never seen her before? It wasn't exactly a bustling metropolis, after all.

He let it go. "Gonna be a helluva storm, huh?" he said, looking back towards the window. He raised his arms over his head and stretched out his back and shoulders.

"I need to change into some pajamas, if you don't mind," he said. He wasn't sure if he should ask her to turn away, or if it even mattered if she saw him naked. "I mean, usually I sleep naked but I guess I can make an exception seeing as I guess we're gonna be roommates now?"

 

[Cherrybomb400]

Anna blushed when he mentioned that he sleeps naked. She immediately started removing his clothing with her eyes. She wondered if he had a tight body or not. She remembered that he had already seen her half naked.

"You don't... have to go changing your routine on my account..." She blushed. "I mean... You saw me." She was going to need to change out of her tights too. The only difference was that she actually wore pjs at night. At least a T-shirt and panties. She got up and retrieved an old The Little Mermaid shirt and a pair of white panties. She changed, not really phased from changing in front of him.

Sure she freaked earlier but then she was knuckle deep within herself. Being a dancer, changing in front of other people was a normal thing unless you were a principle dancer. Anna's body wasn't the typical kind you would see in the ballet world. She wasn't fat, but she looked healthy compared to the anorexic looking girls. She had curves and she loved them.

Once she was dressed she sat back down on her bed in front of the mirror, tucking her hair behind her ear. A thought occurred to her.

"Hey... what's today's date?" She asked him. She knew that the question probably sounded completely random. "We don't really know what this mirror actually does, for all we know we might have some kind of time portal mirror. If we are both living in the same time or not, thats more information we have about whats going on."

They already knew they were in Seattle. From the look of him and his room she figured they were in the same time or at least close to it.

 

[The_J0k3R]

Tommy's eyes went wide as he watched her peel her tights off to change into PJ's. She had an amazing body, that was for sure. He felt his dick twitch in his jeans.

He looked away. It seemed like the gentlemanly thing to do, right? He turned his back to the mirror and went to his dresser, dug through it for a minute and found some old pajama pants. He dropped his jeans and stepped into the pajama pants, and then peeled off his shirt before returning to the mirror. He wasn't muscularly built by any means, but his upper body was decently cut.

"Uh... the date? It's February 22nd, 2017," he said to her. This whole thing was still so weird. He leaned back on his bed and looked at her again.

A thought came to mind. "What if... what if we're in like... different dimensions or something?" he wondered. "Sorry... too much sci-fi," he chuckled. "But... tell me, Anna. Who's the President right now?"

 

[Cherrybomb400]

So, the same date... Anna was still thinking this was working like a telephone. Tommy had a good idea, maybe they are from two different worlds. What was it that someone hypothesized? That there are infinite worlds?

"If you have a different president, can I come live with you?" She joked. It was still weird to think of who the USA's chief in command was. Anna brushed her fingers through her long brown hair.

"Donald Trump," she sighed. She might have only been 18 and not very political, but the whole thing seemed crazy (ooc: didn't think politics would come up on a Lit RP lol). She wondered if they were in different worlds, how different were they?

After giving him the name of their current president, or rather her president, she looked at Tommy's body. He looked good. Mentally she was picturing herself laying over top his chest and feeling his skin. He wasn't bad looking at all, actually so far he seemed like the ideal guy. Of course she still needed to get to know him.