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Ira's Blog Part 10--Lunch for one.
By Messy Irinax
Posted 7/31/19     465 views
The scene fades in and we see Ira sitting at the table in the dinning area of the kitchen. The table is loaded with food items. Ira is wearing some tight fitting white cotton trousers that have a zip at the side giving them a smooth appearance over the front of her hips, together with a snug simple sleeveless white top with a lowish V-neck and some white high heeled sandals. Ira's hair is down and freshly washed and as ever her make up freshly applied.

"Hello!" says Ira cheerfully! "Welcome to my tenth blog! The last one was our most popular judging from the emails we got. Thank you all for your comments and I agree that Elena has a fine bottom and she looked great covered in mess! I am going to ask her to come back on the blog for some more and it helps to have all your appreciative comments! Thank you all for your appreciation of Tanya and me too you are very kind. Lots of positive comments about Tanya getting her trousers pulled down. The slapstick jokes were also very popular and I am sure we can find some way to use those more in the future"

"But today it is just me and I thought it would be nice if I could just have a quiet lunch with you all!" explains Ira.

"I've managed to get all sorts of lovely stuff. There is some chocolate pudding pies over there, some custard, over there is a nice lemon meringue pie, that is some nice pasta in a tomato sauce, some drinking yogurt and of course that great chocolate cake!" Ira grins at the camera. "But I thought we ought to start off with some nice soup!" Ira reaches out to pull over a large bowl full of thick tomato soup toward her.

"Hmmmmm smells lovely", Ira leans forward to smell the soup "although it may have cooled down a bit to be only warm now"

"The only problem is I don't seem to have a spoon," comments Ira with a deliberate frown. "I will have to drink it from the bowl. I need to be careful." Ira gives the camera a knowing smirk.

Ira uses both hands to lift the bowl up and towards her. As the brimming bowl approaches her face it tips toward her and a stream of soup goes down Ira's cleavage! Rather than stopping the flow Ira moves it around over her breasts. The soup soaks her white top a wet red that spreads down from her boobs to her stomach.

"Oh dear! I seem to have spilled the soup," laughs Ira. "Still that was even better than eating it I think! I'm sure you all agree! Perhaps I should have the rest of my lunch this way? Hmmm sounds good."

Ira looks down at the slimy top, the outline of her bra is now clear through the wet material.

"Maybe the soup needed seasoning?" Ira takes a pinch of chopped basil from a small dish and sprinkles it over her front.

"Or maybe it needs some sour cream?" wonders Ira as she reaches out for a bowl of the stuff. Once Ira has the bowl she scoops out a handful of the slimy white goo and stuffs it into her bra cup and rubs it around! Ira removes her mess covered hand only to use the rest of the sour cream to do the same to her other bra cup.

"Yes, that is an improvement!" states Ira a bit breathlessly. "Now what to have next? Hmmm well a drink would be nice. Perhaps some drinking yoghurt, I do like the strawberry flavour."

Ira reaches out to pick up a one and a half litre bottle of drinking yoghurt and undoes the top. Ira smells the yoghurt.

"Lovely and sweet" she comments before looking at the bottle for a moment and then at the camera with a mischievous grin. Slowly Ira begins to pours the yoghurt in her lap! The effect of the pink yoghurt on Ira's white trousers is pretty devastating and Ira pours the yoghurt all over the front of her hips soaking her trousers with the mess.

"Yes, that was lovely!" says Ira. "I think I need a pasta course next"

Ira pulls the big bowl of spaghetti in tomato sauce toward herself, in the bowl is a large wooden spoon. Ira uses this to stir the pasta around; it makes a nice squelchy sound.

"I am sure you agree this looks really lovely and I'm pretty sure you think I should 'get' it" says Ira spooning some of the pasta above the bowl and dropping it back in. "Luckily I agree with you!"

Ira takes the spoon out and lays it to one side and while grinning broadly picks up the bowl with both hands. Ira looks at the huge bowl of slimy pasta for a few moments and then deftly tips it over onto the top of her own head. There is a deluge of orange mess splattering down onto Ira's shoulders front and back. Ira's face is largely covered in the mess so her eyes are closed as she slowly lifts off the bowl so we can see the ruination of her hairdo, odd strands of slimy pasta slip down off Ira's head. Ira wipes her eyes clear.

"What a great mess!" Exclaims Ira spluttering slightly. It takes Ira a moment or two to fully recover but then she says, "I thing its time for some sweet courses!"

Ira gets up from her chair, which gives a better chance to appreciate how her original pristine state has deteriorated; the vivid wet pink across her hips, the wet and slimy mess of her bust and slimy pasta all through her hair and liberally splattered down her body. Ira leans over the table to pick up a huge chocolate cake, examines it for a moment and then turns to put it down on her chair. While Ira does this we can appreciate how tight her white trousers are over her behind and that there at least they are still completely clean. Once the cake is on Ira's chair she turns back to face the camera.

"Hmmm looks a really nice cake," says Ira edging over to stand in front of the cake-laden chair. The cake is huge and clearly is thickly coated with dark chocolate cream.

"If I sit in it I guess it will be ruined but on the other hand I will get a really messy bottom!" says Ira as she bends so her behind is close to the cake. "So I am sure we all agree that is worth it!"

Ira slowly sits down on the cake, which spreads out as she squashes it, a thick mass of pulped cake oozes out from under Ira's behind on all sides as she comes to rest. Ira sits still for a moment and then wriggles her bottom around in the cake a bit.

"Yes," says a grinning Ira "definitely worth it! Now for my favourite part of the meal the pies!" Ira eases up out of her seat to reach over to get a splendid lemon meringue pie. This does give us a chance to se the rich dark, lumpy chocolate mess all over Ira's bottom before she sits down again in the ruin of the chocolate cake.

Ira gazes at the lemon meringue pie with a grin on her face. "As you all know by now I love pies. And I love getting them in my face" and with that Ira pushes the pie in her own face. The meringue has only a thin crust covering a gooey interior that mushrooms out as the pie goes home. Ira rubs the pie around on her face, blobs of lemon filling appear down her messy front and a lot of the filling can be seen as the piecrust breaks up. Ira sits for a moment with all this mess on her face before wiping her eyes and mouth clear.

"Oh my god! What a great pie! I must get one of those for Tanya!" exclaims Ira. "But one pie just won't do!" Ira reaches out for a pair of pies that are close by this time. These appear to be vivid pink, heaped piles of pudding on paper plates. Ira takes one in each hand and simply says "Lovely colour" before flipping the pies over and slapping them down on her thighs! Ira then slowly rubs the pies up and down her thighs further ruining her white trousers. Finally Ira peels the crushed paper plates off her pink, wet look thighs.

"Hmmm those were good too" comments Ira. "Oh dear there is only one course left." Ira turns to look at a large sponge base heaped with chocolate pudding and decorated with some frothy cream. Ira reaches out and picks up the pie with both hands.

"Still it looks a nice pie to finish up with" says Ira examining the dessert closely. "So before I try it, thank you all for sharing lunch with me! I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did! Let me know with an email! Hope to see you all soon!" Ira uses both hands to push the pie into her face, pudding spreads out and splatters own her front into her lap. After a moment Ira smears the pie up onto the top of her head and pats the pie down. Ira sits still not clearing her face of this fresh load of mess but gives the camera a wave as the scene fades out to black.
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Comments:
Mani:
8/3/19
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wow wonderfull nice Blog....i like
Outsider49:
8/8/19
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"Delightful ... definitely delightful ... deviously delicious ... decidedly decadent!" I do declare! Thank you for posting!
8th Marquess of Orange:
4/28/20
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The best cake sitting narrative I've read, thank you, that was fun!
ChuckSM:
5/1/20
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great story Irina...your descriptions are perfect! One can visualize what Ira is wearing and all the mess going on her...thanks for writing your stories and sharing them with us!
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