Debbie And Sara Ch 08

This chapter is the second part of one chapter in a series about my crazy relationship with two girls who I knew when I was in my early twenties. Once again, this story is hot enough in its own right, but even better when taken within the context of the previous chapters.

Jen's reminder jolted us back to the subject at hand. However, the cat was out of the bag and while we were going to return to the lingerie photo shoot, I had a pretty good suspicion that, soon enough, we would also be returning to the sexual frolic of the previous two hours.

Wearing just her soggy pink satin panties, Jen slid out of bed then reached for Sara's hand, helping her out of bed as well. Jen slid her panties down her long legs, stepped out of them, picked them up and tossed them at me, they landed on my face! I held them to my nose and inhaled her musky scent. Her next motion was to slip the delicate straps of Sara's teddy from her shoulders, the wispy garment no longer covering her firm breasts. Sara used both hands to slide the elastic waist down over her slim hips, then it too fluttered to the floor. Sara also bent over, giving me a good look at her taught ass and a tantalizing glimpse of her fine pussy hair while she scooped up the silky teddy and, following Jen's lead, tossed it in my direction.

Jen took Sara by the hand, slung her black satin camisole over her shoulder and announced to me, "You, stay there!" Then to Sara she said, "Come on my love, let our friend sniff our soggy underwear while we go clean up and get you dressed in your next outfit! I can't wait to see what he thinks of you in that sweet bra and panties! Oh, and we also have a half-slip that should melt his brains!"

With those comments, the two girls headed, hand in hand, to the dressing room.

I lay there in the pink satin sheets, inhaling the sweet aroma of Jen's silky panties, I rubbed Sara's snow-white Barbizon teddy against my cock and balls, the satin felt like heaven. I wondered what it would be like to wear such a sexy garment. I held it up in front of me, mesmerized by the beauty of the garment, the silky satin shining in the romantic light of the studio. I held up Jen's panties, looking at all the details of the satin, the lace, the chiffon and, of course, the way that the elastic waistband shirred up the silky fabric. I examined the crotch panel, still wet with Jen's secretions, I studied the stitching where the various components were sewn together. I held them to my face, the satin stimulating the nerve endings of my cheeks, my forehead, my lips. I tasted the crotch, savoring the wetness of Jen's secretions. I gave Sara's teddy the same scrutiny, paying particular attention to the elasticized waistline, once again finding the gathered fabric just incredibly sexy. Predictably, I became turned on by all of this and if I didn't have two gorgeous girls in the next room, dressed up in even more lingerie, I would have tossed a load into the fine fabric of Sara's teddy and Jen's panties.

I was lost in the study of the girl's lingerie, but then began hearing soft voices and giggling coming from behind the door of the dressing room. After a few more minutes, the door opened and out stepped Sara, now dressed in her snow-white Barbizon bra, panties and half-slip! Fuck did she look hot! After she confirmed that she had my attention, she slowly turned, giving me a good look at all sides of her outfit. I didn't know what to look at first, but my adoring gaze rested on her bra. It had soft satin and lace cups, filled out perfectly with Sara's firm round breasts. The narrow satin straps passed up over her shoulders, through the adjustment sliders, attaching to the silky narrow backband, partially hidden by Sara's luxurious blonde hair! What a delicate creation, perfect adornment for a beautiful lady like Sara. It didn't provide much support, but then again, Sara didn't need much help, her breasts were perfectly shaped and firm enough to stand on their own! Sara's nipples were at full attention, making perfect peaks right at the transition from satin to lace, just visible enough to be seen, but not completely seen. Nonetheless, I just loved how they looked when decorated by satin and lace. I looked forward to a closer and more intimate examination, but for now, my gaze drifted downward to take in her half-slip. I have always been torn between which was sexier to me, a half-slip or panties, and Sara was wearing an incredibly sexy half-slip. I had purchased it just a few days earlier, so I knew that it was that incredible Satin Remarque fabric that made Barbizon's' and its licensee's products, the lingerie for a lady to wear. The gathered elastic waistband kept it resting perfectly in place at her narrow waist, the satin fabric then draped across the swell of her hips and firm derriere before the skirt floated down her long legs. The hem line and walking slit were adorned by a generous band of lace that landed just about an inch above her knees. As she turned, the swirling silky fabric seemed to float, slow motion, in midair, settling down with a soft bounce as she paused. I was speechless, I had spent half of my paycheck on this outfit, and it was worth five times as much to me at that moment.

I was jolted back to reality by the soft click of the latch on the dressing room door. Jen walked in wearing a bright red full-slip, and apparently, nothing else! I took a moment to drink her all in, slightly taller than Sara, her glossy Raven hair tumbled halfway down her back in stark contrast to the red of her slip. As I have mentioned before, her breasts were larger than Sara's, but she had a slim waist, taught ass and shapely hips. Most of her extra height was due to her legs that went on forever.

Like I said, Jen was now wearing a full slip that, unlike Sara's, fell several inches below her knees. The satin and lace bustline was well filled out with her full breasts, her large dark nipples partially visible through the lace. The bodice and skirt were made from the same satin as Sara's with a similar, but not exact copy of the floral lace at the hem and slit. While no expert, it appeared to me that this slip was from Wondermaid, it looked to me to be just like the one that Sara had worn our first afternoon together. No doubt, red was the thing this fall and being a total lingerie freak, I tended to remember these details!

At any rate, Jen's slip swirled and floated like Sara's as she walked across the room, for the moment, ignoring her camera. I just loved the way that the satin conformed to the firm cheeks of her sculpted ass, her large breasts and slim waist. At this moment, it felt like the slips were winning the contest, but I hadn't seen any more than Sara's panty lines. It was quite apparent that Jen wasn't wearing any panties, and I guess that turned me on as well.

The other thing that caught my eye was that Jen was carrying a partially consumed bottle of Champagne in one hand and two half full flutes in the other! That explained what took so long and hinted at why there was laughter coming from the dressing room. Jen set the bottle on a little side table then reached inside and retrieved another glass, filled it and handed it to me, announcing "Look what we found!" Sara took her partially consumed glass and we clinked a toast. "To fine lingerie, and the way it makes us feel!", Jen offered.

"Here, here!" Sara and I replied.

What a great idea! The three of us relaxed for a few minutes, each sipping a glass of bubbly, me in the chair, Jen sitting at the foot of the bed, Sara, at the head of the bed, propped up with several satin pillows. Looking directly into my eyes, she made a show out of crossing and uncrossing her stocking clad legs, her satin half-slip creeping up her thighs, allowing fleeting glimpses of the crotch of her silky white panties!

Not to be outdone, Jen, under the pretense of examining the hem of her full slip, slid the silky fabric up her thighs, the lacy front slit giving tantalizing proof that indeed, she wasn't wearing any panties!

"Isn't this lace just incredible!" she exclaimed. "No wonder that we sell so much from this line. Wondermaid has just hit it out of the park this season, I can hardly keep it in stock." Looking my way, she reminded me," Christmas is coming, do you have someone on your list who might enjoy more red lingerie?"

I rose to her bait, asking, "Do they sell panties that match that slip? The model isn't wearing any!"

Ignoring my jab, "Ok", she announced, looking straight at me, "Do you think that we can get back to work without someone trying to stick his cock where it doesn't belong?"

Sara kind of came to my defense, "I don't know Jen, do you think that you can photograph me in this slip without sticking your tongue where it doesn't belong? Here is something else for you to suck on, I'm hoping that after "Someone" gets a good look at my panties, he will fuck my brains out!"

The three of us were laughing as the two girls slipped out of bed and Jen began straightening out the messed-up sheets. Sara had picked up the bouquet of flowers and was smelling the roses as Jen saw the picture and began shooting candids. Sara looked so beautiful standing there in her underwear, the satin just glimmered in the studio light. As Jen clicked away, Sara began moving and posing for the camera, just natural in that action. I remember wondering if professional modeling was in her future but, in that moment, I was mesmerized by her presence and how she brought her lingerie to life. Her poses were natural, feminine, and rather modest, totally in keeping with what I loved about lingerie. I loved how the half-slip hid her panties but there were tantalizing glimpses of panty lines, a promise of future delights.

Sara slipped back into the bed, lay back onto the pillows and the lacy slit of her slip opened revealing more stocking clad leg. Click, click, click, Jen recorded the whole thing for posterity. Sara rolled onto her stomach, the slip clung to her shape, revealing alluring glimpses of panty lines. Sara reached up, sweeping her hair back, then slipped one delicate bra strap off her shoulder. Click, click, click! Whether deliberately or accidentally, Sara's half-slip began riding up her thighs, the slit now exposing the tops of her stockings. These stockings had a wide stretch lace at the top so there was no need for garters. Click, click, click.

I sat in my chair mesmerized by the scene unfolding in front of me. Sara now reached for the skirt of her slip, gently gathering the silky material, exposing more and more of her thighs all the while maintaining a drape of satin between her legs, obscuring any view of her panties. Click, click, click. Finally, I got a glimpse of panty as she exposed her hip and the wide satin waistband of those glorious panties. Click, click, click. Jen and Sara both knew the seductive powers provided by glimpses of satin and lace. One thing was certain, it was working for me.

I took a moment to gaze longingly at Jens body, her slip skimmed across her curves while she worked the camera, recording Sara's beauty. I watched Jen's breasts, unrestrained by a bra, they moved freely in the satin cups of her slip. I flashed back to earlier when I had plunged my rock-hard cock in and out between them, ultimately blowing a huge wad of come all over them and her satin camisole. And then, I could still envision Sara, sweet, blonde Sara, licking my come off them and then eagerly sucking Jens puffy nipples, just for the pleasure of doing so! My word, what had I stumbled into?

Now, I re-focused my gaze on Sara as she rolled about in the pink satin sheets, exposing more and more of those exquisite Barbizon panties. I had chosen them because of the incredible look and feel of the Satin Remarque but also because they were a traditional bikini cut with full satin back and crotch panels. This pair had a large v shaped area of lace between the waist band and the crotch area. Sara had gathered the skirt of her slip about her waist and now I could now see whisps of soft pubic hair veiled behind the lace front of her panties. Fuck was that sexy, and because this was a complete set, the lace on the panties and slip matched the scalloped lace that made up the upper half of her bra cups. While Sara wasn't as endowed as Jen, her breasts filled the cups of her bra perfectly, her pink nipples standing up like gumdrops, poking into the lace.

While I thoroughly enjoyed watching the show, the constant tease of these two gorgeous women, dressed in the sexiest lingerie, was having an effect on me. Keep in mind that not only was Sara posing in her white bra, slip, and panties, Jen was wearing the most incredible red satin full slip. As she moved about photographing and directing Sara, I couldn't believe how lucky I was. It felt like I was a voyeur to a private experience between two women. Part of me wanted to see Jen go back down on Sara, but another part wanted to fuck Sara for all that she was worth. Judging by the way that she looked while seducing the camera, she was up to a good fucking as well! The previous session was between her and Jen, and then me and Jen. It was time for me and Sara to get a turn. We had come as a couple and the sex with Jen, while an incredible turn of events, was totally unexpected. Therefore, I wondered if Jen was also going to join round two or if she would stand back and just watch. There were so many possibilities! One thing was certain, my cock was ready for action.

I sat there watching, I was running Saras cast off teddy and Jen's soggy panties through my hands, then without thinking, I again held the panties to my face, inhaling her scent, licking her remaining juices, her odorless pheromones fanning the flames of my growing lust. Unconsciously, I found myself wrapping Sara's teddy around my cock. God did that feel good as I stroked up and down, the lingerie show becoming more sexual by the minute.

Sara reached to cup her breasts with one hand, the other snaked downward, her delicate fingers raising the skirt of her silky slip towards her waist just enough to flash her panties! Next, she brushed her long fingers against the lace insert then lower to caress the satin over her pussy. Click, click, click, Jen fired away. With one hand busy between her legs, Sara used the other to gently knead the satin covered flesh of one breast, occasionally lightly pinching her swollen nipple. Realizing that she had my complete attention, Sara spread her legs wider, giving me a full-frontal view of her magnificent panties! Click, click, click!

Now that I had Sara's attention, I figured that I'd give her a message. Salaciously, I held Jen's panties to my face and made an exaggerated show of licking and sucking on the crotch. Sara blushed and replied by slipping one hand into her panties and slipping her middle finger into the outer lips of her pussy, closing her eyes in mock ecstasy. I replied by rapidly stroking my cock with her satin teddy. Sara removed her fingers, put her panties back into place, then began sucking her own juices from her fingers. Next, she pointed at me, her mouth and then the crotch of her panties! Then with a rather demure move, she smoothed her half-slip back into place. Not completely into place, but just enough to cover most of her panties. Click, click, click!

Sara had set her trap, and I took the bait! I got up and walked the few steps to the bed and without missing a beat, I lifted her slip and clamped my mouth down right on the satin crotch of those fantastic panties! Sara gasped at my eagerness, but I had been teased long enough, between the photo shoots and watching Jen eat her pussy earlier, I was on fire! Even though these were brand new panties, I could smell and taste Sara's arousal as I tenderly licked the satin between her legs! I slid my hands under her ass, the liquid satin of her slip gliding against her panties was beyond description, it felt like electricity to my fingertips! Click, click, click, Jen kept working. I felt Sara drape the skirt of her slip over my head and against my face, the cool fabric whisper soft against my temples and cheeks. Sara wrapped her legs around my back, I could feel her silky stockings against my skin. I could feel the silky satin sheets in which we lay. While the silky sensations of all that satin against my skin were an incredible turn-on, it also had a calming effect. I was no longer in a heated rush, in danger of coming too quickly. I ran my mouth up and down the crotch of Saras panties, gently kissing and licking the fabric, inhaling her scent, tasting her juices.

After many minutes of "panty worship", I felt Sara's legs begin trembling under my mouth. She grasped the back of my neck, laced her fingers together and held me close. With my hands still cupping her ass, and Sara arching her hips, we developed a gentle rhythm, not in any rush, but totally committed to the pleasure of the moment. Time stood still, I just kept licking the crotch of Sara's panties, I felt them getting wetter, I felt her engorged labia through her panties. I wasn't going to fix what wasn't broken so I just kept licking her panties, my tongue gently pushing them into her labia, Sara's increasingly energetic response was my reward.

I had completely forgotten that Jen was taking pictures of us, documenting a very intimate moment between Sara and myself. It seemed that Sara had done so as well, but then again, a very short time before, our photo session had turned into a fuck fest so maybe there was nothing more to be modest about.

The longer that I spent eating Sara's panties, the wetter that she became. Her breathing became deeper, her soft sighs became louder, she began arching her hips, grinding her crotch into my mouth. I was quite content to keep licking and sucking her vagina through her panties and the indirect stimulation was working for Sara. As I sucked on her panties, I began reaching my tongue higher to lick the bud of her clitoris, very gently at first, still doing so through her panties and between Sara's gushing pussy and my saliva, the crotch had become soaked. Sara's began thrusting her crotch harder and harder into my mouth. I licked harder and harder, now jamming her panties into her vagina with my tongue. I slid her panties to one side, licking and sucking on the outer lips of her bare pussy. When I began licking her clitoris. Sara came unglued, pulling my head tightly into her crotch and humping my mouth, her sighs becoming soft moans and gasps as her orgasm approached. I stuck my tongue as far inside her as I could, Sara rolled us over, sitting on my face, her glorious slip once again a tent over my head, the silky fabric cascading onto my chest as Sara fucked my face. I thought that she would suffocate me, I clamped my mouth onto her clitoris, licking and sucking with everything that I had. Suddenly, with her body spasming, Sara announced to the world, "OH fuck, oh God, I'm coming, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh fuuuuuuuuuuck!"

As Sara came, she kept riding my face as wave after wave of ecstasy rolled through her body, but slowly Sara's gyrations subsided. She slid off my face, her half-slip no longer a sexy tent around my head. With a soft giggle, she asked "Hey, are you all right there? I didn't smother you, did I?"

"No," I replied, "But what a way to go, I could have eaten your panties all night!"

I lay back on the satin pillows, Sara joined me, smoothing out her slip as she cuddled up next to me, bathing in her post orgasmic glow, me still sporting an unsatisfied boner. Seeing a lull in the action, Jen slipped out the door of the studio, apparently on some mission.

"Whew," Sara said, she kissed me on the lips and then added, "That was incredible, you let me catch my breath and I'm going to fuck your brains out!"

"Well," I said, "That is the service that I offer here, if you dress in silky panties, I'll try to eat a hole in them! Fuck do you look sexy!"