Darnassian Champagne Chapter 2 - Mirror, Mirror on the Wall

Zidari's gaze went to the mirror on the wall. She grinned when she saw her reflection, post-orgasm afterglow visible on her face and in her eyes. When she saw her teeth exposed by her grin, they had a faint yellow sheen.
Instantly she got aroused again, realizing that it were the remnants of the piss she had drunken coloring her fangs.
Her grin grew even wider when she noticed that her bladder was still full, having released only a part of its contents when she had watered her hand.

She decided that she wanted to watch herself pee now.
First she got rid of her nightgown, once again admiring the soft curves of her body in the mirror.
Then she placed her pisspot on the floor in front of the mirror and stood above it. The shaven mound between her legs, and her inner thighs, were shimmering, wet with remnants of her pee and the thin liquid her arousal made her pussy leak.
She squatted over the pot and spread her legs as wide as her flexibility allowed, exposing her pink girly parts to her view. Then she began to pee.
It looked simply beautiful. Even more so when she used her fingers to spread her lips apart, exposing the tiny source of her arcing peestream, which shimmered slightly yellow in the morning light before vanishing in the pot.
Also, for the first time in her life, she noticed the sounds that accompanied her tinkle.
A soft whizzing sound where her stream left her peehole, and a louder splashing sound where it hit the liquid in the pisspot. Somehow those sounds started to sound increasingly erotic to the elf.

Stopping herself, still feeling pressure in her bladder but not yet wanting to empty herself completely of the precious golden liquid, she sat back and stared at her reflection.
She could see yellow drops of pee running down the pink flesh of her spread pussy in the mirror.
Languidly she ran a slender finger through her pink folds, collecting the sweet nectar. Then, still watching her mirror image, she brought the finger to her lips and licked it clean. She moaned softly, it was so good.
Then she looked at her nightpot, a smile spreading over her face when she saw its deep yellow contents, traces of foam swimming in it. Her mouth watered, it looked so delicious.
Quickly she grabbed the pisspot and brought it to her lips. Tilting it, the hot liquid quickly splashed against her lips and she filled her mouth with her tasty urine. Bringing the pot down somewhat, so she could again watch herself in the mirror, she swallowed the mouthful of pee down. Again, she couldn't believe how good it tasted, and how it set her pussy on fire.
Only the image in the mirror was lacking somewhat to the slightly narcissistic elf.
She jumped up and went to her kitchen, returning with a drinking cup made of clear, translucent glass.
Then she poured the piss from her nightpot into the cup and sat down in front of the mirror again.
Satisfied, she could see herself with the stark yellow liquid in her glass trough the mirror.
Bringing the cup to her lips, her eyes darted between the actual contents of the cup, and the image of herself pouring yellow piss down her throat. It looked and felt so dirty, she had trouble keeping herself from starting to rub her clit and make herself climax again right then and there. A moan escaped her throat after she had swallowed.

And, with the cup now empty of the golden juice, a new idea had already formed in her dirty mind.
She set the cup and pot aside and went to the mirror, to lift it from the nail in the wall it was hanging on, and placed it on the floor.
Standing over it with spread legs, she admired the view of her wet pussy in it. Squatting down, the view became even better, when her lips were spread apart together with her legs, exposing the sweet pink inner flesh of her vagina.
Then she once more proceeded to pee, directly on the smooth surface of the mirror. She watched her own reflection tint yellow and ripple as the liquid began to cover the mirror.
This time she completely emptied herself, the liquid held back by the thick wooden frame of the mirror.
When she was finished, the entire surface of the mirror was under water. It looked beautiful, like a yellow mirror, only traces of the froth created by tiny bubbles swimming on the liquid hinting at the truth.

Zidari traced a finger through the fresh, hot liquid, watching how the line she drew was quickly filled again behind her fingertip.
She brought the wet finger to her lips, sucking on it with a sigh.
Then she kneeled in front of the mirror, her head above it, and drew a line with her tongue through the piss covering its surface, watching her reflection through the yellow liquid.
It tasted so good, and she wanted more and more, quickly beginning to lap at the piss like a cat at her milk.

But then an even better idea crossed her mind.
She sat down on her butt in front of her mirror, and put her naked feet on its wet surface. Again she sighed. The warmth of the liquid felt wonderful on her soles.
Then she raised her foot and grabbed it by the ankle, bringing it to her face.
More fire shot through her crotch.
She had always loved her feet, and one of the things she liked most about them was how the skin of her heels and pads was a slightly darker shade of pink, while the skin of her arches, between heels and pads, was so beautifully milky white. But now it was shimmering yellow from her pee. It was so arousing, she couldn't hold herself back and started licking at her sole.
Relishing the taste of her sweet piss, she completely cleaned her sole with her tongue, then she started sucking her toes between her lips, flicking her tongue around them and into the gaps between them, teasing the warm, soft, and extremely sensitive skin while collecting every last drop of pee from it.

The young elf was in heaven, licking her pissy foot, and dunked it into the hot liquid once more when it was clean, only to start the procedure over, licking and sucking her hot yellow piss from it.
Switching from one foot to the other, only to repeat the whole thing again, she completely lost time, until she noticed that the mirror's surface wasn't completely covered in piss anymore.
Tilting the mirror, she poured the remainder of her honey into her cup.
She drank most of it, but left one final little bit of pee in the cup.

Holding her foot again to her head with one hand, she used the other to pour the final drops of pee onto her sole.
Then, while running her tongue over the whole length of her sole, licking up the sweet yellow piss on it, she rubbed her little clit with her free hand. And mere moments after she had swallowed the final drops of her urine after licking them from her sole, the rush of a beautiful orgasm washed over and through her, making her moan in pleasure with a happy expression on her face while she let herself slide to a lying position on the floor, the final waves of her climax sending sweet shudders through her body.