Valentine’s Day Surprise Part 1: The Joke Is On Me ♕

I had everything ready for my new boyfriend’s Valentine’s Day Surprise.

I needed something more exciting after I had that Intense Squirting Orgasm. Everything was ready to go, except my DoorDash order hadn’t arrived yet. I had candles lit along the headboard, bright red roses on display, and of course, myself looking irresistible in bra, panties, garter belt, stockings, and heels, all red, of course, for the occasion. And I even wore a pretty eye mask, so he could do whatever he wanted to me without me seeing.

I was pretty she’dhe’d like that. I took a couple of roses and plucked the petals off one by one, arranging them neatly on the bed with a trail down the hallway, not realizing that my date was trying to text me that he was going to be late. Then… a knock at the door! Thinking it was my lucky beau, I pulled down the eye mask and lay on the bed in the middle of my petal display, ready to give him Valentine’s Day Surprise.

When I heard him walk into the room,didn’tdn’t say a word. No doubt,must’vet’ve been dumbstruck at all the effI’d I’d gone through to make him happy. When he, at last, began to speak, I stopped him and beckoned him to come over. Sitting on the edge of the bed, with my eye mask on, I undid his belt, unzipped his pants, and pulled them down to his ankles. His legs were a bit more muscular than I remembered, which turned me on even more like it was my own lit Valentine’s Day Surprise.

Finally, I pulled down his boxers to reveal Valentine’s Day Surprise.

Immediately, when the tip of his prick touched my lips, I kissed it. “mm,” I said, then licked down the side of his shaft. I took turns kissing his head while licking either side of his enormous, delicious cock. Once it was excellent and slobbery, I sucked on his balls as I jerked him off. Delicious. I want a Valentine’s Day Surprise in my mouth by that point.

Once he got hard enough, I sat back on the bed and caressed my nipples and pussy under my bra and panties. “Do you like what you “see?” I asked, but again he said nothing. I undid my bra, exposing my perky breasts, and turned around and got on all fours on the bed so he could get a good look at my ass as I pulled my panties down my legs and off; no easy feat, you’re blindfolded and wearing heels.

The minute I felt his hand touch my shapely, smooth ass, it was like a shot of electricity went from my pussy to my brain. He caressed my hair, ran his fingers down my spine, then. It went in. Oh, so slowly, like he knows I like it. Gripping my ass with both hands, I bounced on his cock to his pace, moaning as my cunt got wetter and wetter. Then he got faster. And faster. Then harder. So hard my tits smacked together. Then he hit that sweet spot, and my toes curled. Oh God, I was in Heaven, but not a sound from him, not even a grunt. Being drilled like that, I knew Valentine’s Day Surprise was going well.

As I started to come, he flipped me on my back and drilled me into oblivion for Valentine’s  Day Surprise.

I heard him groan and growl, I told him to come all over me, and he did. Before he busted his nut, he pulled out and sprayed my tummy and tits with his delicious, warm goo. “That felt so fucking god,” I said as I took the mask off, only to realize I’d been fucked by my DoorDasher! “Who are you?!  I asked with a shrug. “I have an order for, uh, Vicky?” he said as he handed me my take-out. “Get out!” I yelled, confused in my post-fuck glow, as he handed me my order and ran butt-naked back out the door. Not quite Valentine’s Day Surprise I was hoping for.