B.L.I.S.S – Introductions – Bianca & Lydia

Bianca. Lydia. Isabelle. Stephanie. Sophia.

Foreword:

This is my first serious piece of writing in quite a while so apologies if I write terribly. Please provide feedback whether you enjoyed it or not. There are 3 more main character chapters for the initial introduction.

Bianca I

The morning air was cool on her mostly exposed skin as she rounded the final corner on her morning jogging route. She liked running early in the morning, there was barely a soul in sight and it gave her plenty of time to think.

The sun just beginning to rise shone low amber rays onto her bronzed skin as she ran headlong into it. The streets were still sleepy this time of morning.

Only a single plain white postal delivery van pottering along the road slowly, stopping occasionally. She liked to make a race out of it, trying to keep up with the van.

The van was always there, trundling down the road in his van at this time of day. Sometimes it made less stops, sometimes it made more, she always however loved to get an eyeful of the delivery driver though.

She counted it as a victory when she was able to get home before the van reached her house. So when she saw the delivery van it always gave her a boost of energy as she raced it down the street.

Today she had won, a quick glance back as she passed the white van pulled up two houses before hers. She would reward herself this morning.

Sometimes she would let herself lose on purpose, it was a way of teasing herself, she didn’t want to make it too easy. Same would be the case if the van stopped too much, it wasn’t a challenge that way.

She liked to push herself, and would not reward herself unless it was a challenge for her.

She bounced in the door and through the house to the kitchen. She made herself some cereal and toast, washing it down with a mixture of mango and orange juice.

With food sorted she stripped down and went to the shower, her reward for beating the van was to give herself with a morning orgasm. While she let the hot water wash over her body she played with herself.

She pictured a great number of things happening to her, the hands of different men that excited her, actors, boys from her college, the delivery driver of the van.

Her juices flowed and washed away with the water, but in her excited state it did not take her long to bring herself over the edge.