Lorna Dane (Contest entry for F-List Character Lorna Dane- )
Sept 5, 2016 22:39:13 GMT
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Post by Director Abby Brand on Sept 5, 2016 22:39:13 GMT
F-List Character: Lorna Dane-
The first love, a wonderful thing. Wanda had told her just how magical it could be. But there was one thing she forgot to mention. And that was the torture it could bring. Love was a tricky thing and no matter how good people were protected, that pain was always the worst and it would always be there. But did she think of that when she told Lorna about love? No. After all Wanda wanted to protect her little sister. And so the pain of being betrayed hit the unprepared girl with full force and destroyed the dream of a perfect fairytale love.
How could he do that to her? Didn't he love her? So many thoughts rushed through her mind. It was the first night after Remy had left her and Lorna was laying on her bed. Her long, emerald green hair fanned out over the covers, shimmering a little in the dim light of the setting sun that gave the room a slight golden red shine. Slender fingers gripped the pillow a little tighter and she started sobbing again. However, no more tears rolled over her cheeks. Why did he have to be so mean? Lorna rolled over to be on her back, staring up at the ceiling where the last shimmers of the setting sun were reflected by the cold metal that was meant to protect her. But it had not protected her from the horrible pain one single man had brought her. Hugging the pillow a little tighter to her chest, the green haired girl rolled around a little, sniffing. "That's not fair..." Lorna muttered and once again the tears began to stream down her cheeks. Turning to the side, she looked at the framed photo of her older brother Pietro. Letting go of the pillow she reached for the photo. "You never betray me." The green haired girl muttered, slender fingers tracing the features of her brother's face. "You always protect me." A small smile showed on her lips and she wiped her tears.
Pietro really had been there for her, even when he wasn't wanted on Genosha. There had always been a way to contact him, especially with him sneaking in to see her as often as possible. And right now? Right now Lorna could really use a hug from her big brother and some good advice. Hugging the frame to her chest, the green haired mutant girl fell back on the bed and her eyes slowly fell shut. Relaxing a bit more she though of how things would go if he would be there. Letting out a sigh, she imagined how he would rush to her, wrapping his strong arms around her small frame, holding her close. Even just thinking about it sent a shiver down her spine. Lorna loved her brother a lot, had always admired him since she had been a little girl. Pietro had always taken good care of her and whenever he came to visit, secretly of course, he brought little gifts for her. But that wasn't the reason why she loved him. The reason why she loved him so much was that he always told her the truth and always listened to her.
While she thought of him, she imagined him with his arms around her, holding her close to his chest. Lorna smiled happily while she already felt as if his arms were moving around her and it was almost as if she could smell him. Her slender form trembled and she felt something strange, something she had never felt before. Between her legs she felt something new, a somewhat tingling sensation. That little spot between her thighs as growing warmer and the more she thought of her brother, the more that warmth seemed to grow. Didn't Wanda tell her about this? No. This was something she always avoided. But due to that, Lorna was now unsure what to do. Was this one of those moments where she should let her instincts take over? Was it right to feel like this when thinking of Pietro? It was all so confusing. But her mind soon travelled back to her brother. Hesitating a little, Lorna slowly moved the image back on her nightstand and leaned back again. The feeling was so tempting and so she tried to relax, only to feel her body shiver again. Her one hand slowly trailed over her body, carefully exploring her own curves while she began to slowly undress herself until she was left in only her bra and panties.
Still unsure what to do, the young girl closed her eyes again. With her mind still on her brother and the image of her being held in his strong arms, she slowly gave in to something completely new. Her hand slowly trailed over her body, following every curve before it found its way down to her slit, tracing the smooth, shaved and slightly wet lips. For a second her fingers pulled back upon feeling the wet warmth that was still so new to her. But upon feeling that simple touch in such a new way sending more new sensations through her body, she let her hand trace her lips again, this time until she touched her clit. A low moan escaped her lips as she was barely able to hold it back. One of her fingers slowly pushed into her wet folds as she began to explore her own, tight hole and her thumb began to rub over her clit, causing her to shiver more from the new found pleasure. Once again the thought of it being wrong crossed her mind, leaving her confused, conflicted. But how could it be wrong if it felt so good?
Trying to push those thoughts aside, Lorna focused on her efforts to explore those new feelings. With another sweet moan she rubbed her clit a bit more, a soft mewl escaping her while at the same time she began to move her finger in and out of her tight and wet folds, slowly pushing deeper with every move. Her body twitched and trembled from all the new sensations and with every move her hand made, her hips bucked against it. Mewling and moaning, panting a little from how far she had pushed herself already, she allowed herself to indulge more into her strange fantasy that had driven her to all of this. Her free hand began to massage her chest and in the matter of seconds her hand was replaced by Pietro's, his hips against hers while her finger was replaced by his length. Even though it was just in her mind, the thought of her brother doing all those things to her, being the first one to take her, was what finally pushed her over the edge. A loud moan escaped Lorna's lips, she arched her back and while her body trembled and twitched, she felt her own cum almost shooting out of her, coating her fingers, dripping over her thighs and onto her sheets.
"Now now Lorna, I better don't ask what happened here." The almost mocking voice of her brother Pietro caught the still panting and shivering girl off guard. Her eyes shot open and her cheeks soon grew red. "P-Pietro..." Lorna muttered and gripped her sheets a little tighter, trying to hide her embarrassment.
The first love, a wonderful thing. Wanda had told her just how magical it could be. But there was one thing she forgot to mention. And that was the torture it could bring. Love was a tricky thing and no matter how good people were protected, that pain was always the worst and it would always be there. But did she think of that when she told Lorna about love? No. After all Wanda wanted to protect her little sister. And so the pain of being betrayed hit the unprepared girl with full force and destroyed the dream of a perfect fairytale love.
How could he do that to her? Didn't he love her? So many thoughts rushed through her mind. It was the first night after Remy had left her and Lorna was laying on her bed. Her long, emerald green hair fanned out over the covers, shimmering a little in the dim light of the setting sun that gave the room a slight golden red shine. Slender fingers gripped the pillow a little tighter and she started sobbing again. However, no more tears rolled over her cheeks. Why did he have to be so mean? Lorna rolled over to be on her back, staring up at the ceiling where the last shimmers of the setting sun were reflected by the cold metal that was meant to protect her. But it had not protected her from the horrible pain one single man had brought her. Hugging the pillow a little tighter to her chest, the green haired girl rolled around a little, sniffing. "That's not fair..." Lorna muttered and once again the tears began to stream down her cheeks. Turning to the side, she looked at the framed photo of her older brother Pietro. Letting go of the pillow she reached for the photo. "You never betray me." The green haired girl muttered, slender fingers tracing the features of her brother's face. "You always protect me." A small smile showed on her lips and she wiped her tears.
Pietro really had been there for her, even when he wasn't wanted on Genosha. There had always been a way to contact him, especially with him sneaking in to see her as often as possible. And right now? Right now Lorna could really use a hug from her big brother and some good advice. Hugging the frame to her chest, the green haired mutant girl fell back on the bed and her eyes slowly fell shut. Relaxing a bit more she though of how things would go if he would be there. Letting out a sigh, she imagined how he would rush to her, wrapping his strong arms around her small frame, holding her close. Even just thinking about it sent a shiver down her spine. Lorna loved her brother a lot, had always admired him since she had been a little girl. Pietro had always taken good care of her and whenever he came to visit, secretly of course, he brought little gifts for her. But that wasn't the reason why she loved him. The reason why she loved him so much was that he always told her the truth and always listened to her.
While she thought of him, she imagined him with his arms around her, holding her close to his chest. Lorna smiled happily while she already felt as if his arms were moving around her and it was almost as if she could smell him. Her slender form trembled and she felt something strange, something she had never felt before. Between her legs she felt something new, a somewhat tingling sensation. That little spot between her thighs as growing warmer and the more she thought of her brother, the more that warmth seemed to grow. Didn't Wanda tell her about this? No. This was something she always avoided. But due to that, Lorna was now unsure what to do. Was this one of those moments where she should let her instincts take over? Was it right to feel like this when thinking of Pietro? It was all so confusing. But her mind soon travelled back to her brother. Hesitating a little, Lorna slowly moved the image back on her nightstand and leaned back again. The feeling was so tempting and so she tried to relax, only to feel her body shiver again. Her one hand slowly trailed over her body, carefully exploring her own curves while she began to slowly undress herself until she was left in only her bra and panties.
Still unsure what to do, the young girl closed her eyes again. With her mind still on her brother and the image of her being held in his strong arms, she slowly gave in to something completely new. Her hand slowly trailed over her body, following every curve before it found its way down to her slit, tracing the smooth, shaved and slightly wet lips. For a second her fingers pulled back upon feeling the wet warmth that was still so new to her. But upon feeling that simple touch in such a new way sending more new sensations through her body, she let her hand trace her lips again, this time until she touched her clit. A low moan escaped her lips as she was barely able to hold it back. One of her fingers slowly pushed into her wet folds as she began to explore her own, tight hole and her thumb began to rub over her clit, causing her to shiver more from the new found pleasure. Once again the thought of it being wrong crossed her mind, leaving her confused, conflicted. But how could it be wrong if it felt so good?
Trying to push those thoughts aside, Lorna focused on her efforts to explore those new feelings. With another sweet moan she rubbed her clit a bit more, a soft mewl escaping her while at the same time she began to move her finger in and out of her tight and wet folds, slowly pushing deeper with every move. Her body twitched and trembled from all the new sensations and with every move her hand made, her hips bucked against it. Mewling and moaning, panting a little from how far she had pushed herself already, she allowed herself to indulge more into her strange fantasy that had driven her to all of this. Her free hand began to massage her chest and in the matter of seconds her hand was replaced by Pietro's, his hips against hers while her finger was replaced by his length. Even though it was just in her mind, the thought of her brother doing all those things to her, being the first one to take her, was what finally pushed her over the edge. A loud moan escaped Lorna's lips, she arched her back and while her body trembled and twitched, she felt her own cum almost shooting out of her, coating her fingers, dripping over her thighs and onto her sheets.
"Now now Lorna, I better don't ask what happened here." The almost mocking voice of her brother Pietro caught the still panting and shivering girl off guard. Her eyes shot open and her cheeks soon grew red. "P-Pietro..." Lorna muttered and gripped her sheets a little tighter, trying to hide her embarrassment.