A frisson of excitement prickles at my nape, cascading all the way down my spine as I rub the scrap of fabric between my fingers. I can see her in my mind’s eye—her smooth mound straining at the sheer lace, soaking it through with her liquid honey.
Oh yes, I cannot wait for this weekend. It takes all my strength not to lift the wispy material to my face and tongue it. I catch my reflection in the gold carved mirror strategically placed in the corner. Fuck, I look like I could fuck the floor. My lips are pouting, my hair is tousled and a blush is rising up my throat and cheeks. I’m a wanton slut just from thinking about her.
The panties are such a delicate shade of pink that it will match her perfectly. A perfect shade of lesbian porn. I think of tugging the flimsy gusset up so it slips between her juicy lips and I actually tremble at the image. I take the matching bra and run my fingers along the rest of the lingerie on the rack. This shop is stunning. Only the best for my princess. She hasn’t been to my house in the country yet—well, it’s not my house exactly, it belongs to my family and I’ve made absolutely sure that no one but the groundsman will be there. Oh, the plans I have. But I want our outdoor sex fantasy to be beyond exquisite.
I flick my gaze to the assistant who is occupied with another customer and bring the panties to my face, imaging I’m inhaling her scent, her fragrance. I smile as I realise the sweet peas will be in bloom for our trip. She always reminds me of sweet peas, so fresh, pretty, deceptively strong and an utter temptress. My mouth waters when I think of rubbing my face between her thighs while flowers flutter and birds sing around us. Romantic sex is my favourite and Henry, the groundsman has been given his instructions on exactly how I want things laid out ahead of our arrival.
“May I help you with anything?” The unexpected intrusion into my daydream makes me jump.
“Actually, yes,” I say, composing myself quickly as I catch a glimpse of some very interesting objects in the display case.
“I’d like to look at some of those please.”
“Certainly.” She strides over to the cabinet, unlocking it with a retractable key fob. Something about the way the cord rolls and stretches has me salivating again. The keys snap back to her hip as she brings out a velvet cushion with a selection of glass dildos carefully placed on it.
They are breath-taking. Obviously hand-made and perfect for my Lola. I lift a clear curved dildo with blue bulbous heads at either end. Very nice. My mind’s eye is racing again with images of her pretty cunt opening and swallowing up this thick glass dick as I watch all the way inside. Fuck. Yes. I place it back on the velvet and trail my nail down its length before nodding at the assistant.
“I’ll take it,” I say and pass her the...
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This was sublime Tabitha, I liked the hint of feral greed in it, and of course gorgeous underwear – you had me at that particular ‘hello’.
GOOD
I’ve never tried anal and this makes me wanting to so bad