Surprises!
Happy Easter Everyone,
I hope you don't die of boredom!
I do so enjoy surprising people sometimes, don't you? Nice surprises, I mean, nothing unpleasant! For instance, I like the way my stylish, demure appearance makes people a little concerned they might offend me if they use strong language when I'm around.
I remember last year when I went in to ask the handsome young man who was fitting my new bathroom if he would like something to drink. I opened the bathroom door, which knocked something that knocked something else that made him lift his head with a start and drop what he was doing under the sink. Water started squirting out and I heard him say "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" under his breath. Then he saw me and was a little taken aback, saying "Sorry Lorna, pardon my French." I was in a forgiving frame of mind - he *did* fill those jeans so nicely - and I told him not to worry, it was all my fault anyway. won't go into too much detail, but there wasn't much done on the bathroom that afternoon. However, in the bedroom? Fuck, fuck, fuck. Naughty me!
On the subject of surprises, a good friend of mine told me he had a couple of little items he had got just for me. Knowing him the way I do, I decided to surprise him as well, so I dressed a little more provocatively than usual. Do you like my leather skirt and boots look? It is one I know a few of you find very thought-provoking! It certainly pleased my friend - when he opened the door and saw me like that he said he was all for pushing me up against the wall, getting my tits out and fucking me there and then. But then he said he wanted to keep something back until after I had seen the new toys he had bought for me. I was quickly down to my underwear, posing first topless and then bottomless and looking at his gifts from Ann Summers.
He then produced a large jar of lubricant. I asked him what that was for, couldn't he see that my pussy was already beautifully moist? He insisted on inspecting me quite closely, using his lips and tongue to confirm what I had told him (he could just have taken my word for it, but I didn't mind one bit!), then leaned in and whispered that these toys were meant for somewhere else...
I would be lying if I said I haven't occasionally dallied in that particular respect, and there was a hint of nostalgia as I eased the beads in and out of my tight little bottom. His eyes devoured the sight of my body quaking as I gave myself a nice little orgasm. I collapsed on the bed, face forwards, turning to smile wickedly up at him.
'That was nice', I said, 'what shall we do now?'
That was when I saw him smile back, equally wickedly, and reach across me to pick up the jar of lubricant...
Sweet kisses,
Stay Horny!
Love Lorna Blu xxx
I hope you don't die of boredom!
I do so enjoy surprising people sometimes, don't you? Nice surprises, I mean, nothing unpleasant! For instance, I like the way my stylish, demure appearance makes people a little concerned they might offend me if they use strong language when I'm around.
I remember last year when I went in to ask the handsome young man who was fitting my new bathroom if he would like something to drink. I opened the bathroom door, which knocked something that knocked something else that made him lift his head with a start and drop what he was doing under the sink. Water started squirting out and I heard him say "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" under his breath. Then he saw me and was a little taken aback, saying "Sorry Lorna, pardon my French." I was in a forgiving frame of mind - he *did* fill those jeans so nicely - and I told him not to worry, it was all my fault anyway. won't go into too much detail, but there wasn't much done on the bathroom that afternoon. However, in the bedroom? Fuck, fuck, fuck. Naughty me!
On the subject of surprises, a good friend of mine told me he had a couple of little items he had got just for me. Knowing him the way I do, I decided to surprise him as well, so I dressed a little more provocatively than usual. Do you like my leather skirt and boots look? It is one I know a few of you find very thought-provoking! It certainly pleased my friend - when he opened the door and saw me like that he said he was all for pushing me up against the wall, getting my tits out and fucking me there and then. But then he said he wanted to keep something back until after I had seen the new toys he had bought for me. I was quickly down to my underwear, posing first topless and then bottomless and looking at his gifts from Ann Summers.
He then produced a large jar of lubricant. I asked him what that was for, couldn't he see that my pussy was already beautifully moist? He insisted on inspecting me quite closely, using his lips and tongue to confirm what I had told him (he could just have taken my word for it, but I didn't mind one bit!), then leaned in and whispered that these toys were meant for somewhere else...
I would be lying if I said I haven't occasionally dallied in that particular respect, and there was a hint of nostalgia as I eased the beads in and out of my tight little bottom. His eyes devoured the sight of my body quaking as I gave myself a nice little orgasm. I collapsed on the bed, face forwards, turning to smile wickedly up at him.
'That was nice', I said, 'what shall we do now?'
That was when I saw him smile back, equally wickedly, and reach across me to pick up the jar of lubricant...
Sweet kisses,
Stay Horny!
Love Lorna Blu xxx
4 years ago
