Lisa Ch 02 2

This is the continuation of the previous section entitled "Lisa's Slip". While most of this is stand alone, please read the previous chapter for contextual reference. Its also pretty hot by itself!

I lay there catching my breath, experiencing that euphoria that follows an orgasm. As Lisa used her slip to wipe my rapidly shrinking cock, she teasingly announced "Wow, what a mess, someone has been saving this up for a while! Look at what you did to my beautiful slip." She held it up for me to see the huge wad of semen that I had blasted into its silky folds. A large area was soaked, strings of come clinging to the tiny, embroidered roses, sticking the folds of fabric to each other. Although there was something sexy about it, it also appeared dirty, forbidden, the wrong way to treat such an incredible piece of lingerie.

I felt a little twinge of remorse, this was a beautiful and expensive garment, made from the finest fabric by a skilled seamstress, and I had just defiled it with a huge gob of come. On the other hand, Lisa had been the one who used it as form of foreplay. That foreplay had become a hand job, she had to know that I was going to come, and yet she finished the deed, so I figured that she was cool with it.

"Lisa," I panted, "That was incredible, I can't remember the last time that I came like that! Sorry I messed up your slip, I hope that I didn't wreck it. You've just set a high bar for me, let me go take a leak and I will return the favor, or else die trying!"

"Don't be silly" Lisa replied," it will wash out, would you have preferred me to stop?"

"No way!" I said, "that was awesome, man that slip is so silky, that was mind blowing! In case you haven't figured it out yet, I love satin lingerie."

"Oh," she said, "I've got your number."

With that, I slid out of bed and headed to the bathroom to "freshen up". When I returned, Lisa had removed her stockings and reclined on her side, on top of the covers, still in her bra and panties, looking like some super model in a lingerie ad. However, one silky bra strap had seductively fallen off her shoulder and I remember wondering if that had been intentional or by accident. But I also loved the way that her hair tumbled down, partially obscuring the view of one breast while the other was quite visible, yet still cradled by her satin and lace bra, its nipple forming a perky little peak in the silky nylon cup. This is one reason why I find lingerie so seductive; while serving a practical purpose, it also alludes to things yet unseen, a true delight for the wearer as well as the beholder.

There was no need for words, I slid into bed next to Lisa, leaned over and kissed her sweet lips, our tongues tasted each other, we breathed each other's air, our eyes were closed, we were savoring the moment. I ran my fingertips down Lisa's sensuous neck, over her shoulder, lingering for a moment on the silky bra strap, down her arm, feeling her soft skin, raising goose bumps as I went.

Earlier on, I would have been in such a rush that I probably would have hurried this moment, but now I just wanted to savor things, to discover Lisa's body and learn what turned her on.

With no history between us, everything was new and exciting for me. Lisa was a passionate kisser, with her arms wrapped around my neck, our tongues explored each other's mouth. I used my fingers to explore her neck, her shoulders, her back. I inhaled her perfume, I traced the delicate lines of her bra straps, my hands drifting down to the small of her back.

I untangled myself from our embrace, looked Lisa in the eye, patted the bed indicating that she should lay back and let me take over. Lisa looked so sweet, so pretty, so angelic, laying there snuggled into the pillows, her dark hair framing her face. The swell of her firm breasts filling out the satin and lace cups of her bra, her aroused nipples poking outward. I gazed down her torso, to her flat belly, to her slender waistline, then to her gorgeous matching panties.

"What do you think?" Lisa asked," Do you like my bra? Do you like my panties? You know, when I got dressed this morning, I had no idea that anyone else would be seeing them, but I love white lingerie and I dressed to please myself. Judging by the sloppy mess in my slip, it works for you as well. But now I'm feeling left out, the ball is in your court."

Taking a page from her book, I put my finger to her lips and quietly whispered," Shhh, just lay back, relax, and enjoy, this one is on me."

I must admit that I was totally driven to distraction by Lisa's bra and panties, but I reached up and brushed a few whisps of hair from Lisa's pretty face, then leaned over, kissing her sweet lips, tasting her mouth, my head spinning with desire. I held her close, she wrapped her arms around my neck, returning my kisses with a fiery passion that only new lovers seem to feel. We lay there, side by side, my hand drifting from her face to her neck, along the soft skin of her shoulders, then her arm. We entwined our fingers, still franticly kissing like teenagers. I dragged my fingers back up her arm, across her shoulder, stopping when I felt her silky bra strap. As much as I craved the feel of Lisa's soft skin, her bra now became the object of my attention. Again, I ran my fingertips along the delicate straps, tracing the satiny elastic over her shoulders, the delicate straps running up her back, over her shoulders, then down to the cups. I just love bras, a masterful combination of structural engineering and feminine beauty, and for the most part, hidden from the lustful eyes of others like me. For my taste, Lisa's breasts were perfect, not too big, not too small. This allowed her to wear practically any bra she liked, not constrained by the need to contain huge boobs, nor was she trying to make "mountains out of molehills".

I continued my tactile exploration, gently following the lace along the swell of her breast as it plunged towards her cleavage, then upwards along the other side, just brushing my fingertips on her skin, following the contour of the lace, then back up the strap. Lisa liked this, I could see little goosebumps on her chest, her eyes were closed, her nipples were forming little peaks in the silky nylon cups.

Reaching her shoulder, I came back down along the strap, then around the outer contour of the cup, following the "U" shaped underwire, once again marveling at the work needed to wrap the wires in satin, the delicate rows of stitching along either side of the wire and then the triangle of stretch lace at her breastbone. Just to make things even more interesting, there was a sweet little satin bow right in the middle of her cleavage!

The satin portion of her bra cups was just enough to cover her nipples, then the rest was delicate floral lace. I followed the seam between the satin and lace, deliberately avoiding her pouty nipples, first one breast, then the other. Lisa's breath was coming faster, her nipples were getting harder. I circled her nipples with my fingers, then I began kneading her breasts through the satin of her bra, now gently rolling her swollen nipple between my fingertips. Oh my God, this felt heavenly, I cupped Lisa's "just a handful" breasts, the slippery nylon of her bra against the warm, firm, flesh of her tits.

My formerly weary cock was waking up, I was ready for more! Lisa placed her hand over mine, holding me tighter to her chest, encouraging me as I continued kneading her breasts. I stopped kissing her lips, slid downward, trailing kisses down her chest, retracing the path I had followed with my fingertips.

I kissed, then licked the lace and silky fabric of her bra, I inhaled her sweet perfume. I followed the curve of the underwires, my nose brushed against the satin cups, I kissed the bottom of her breasts through the satin cups, I kissed the top of her breasts through the lace. Finally, I went directly to one nipple, kissing, licking and then sucking as it poked out into the fabric. Like she had done with my hands, Lisa pulled my hungry mouth to her breast, and I suckled her like a baby.

At this point, we were now laying on our sides, my mouth still focused on her breasts, but my hand drifted down her back. I ran my fingertips along the waistband of her panties, down the snow-white fabric across her ass cheeks, along the leg openings, exploring the nylon wrapped elastic, then back to her incredible ass, the cool silky fabric feeling like heaven under my fingertips. As much as I had focused on Lisa's bra, I now became preoccupied with her panties, the way that they molded to her shape, the way that they shined in the soft light. I loved he delicate lace, the slippery satin, the puckered-up material of the waistband, the way that they drew my eyes towards her narrow waist. I loved the way that the satin draped over her glorious ass, the delicate picot lace on the leg openings, and yes, I even loved the fine stitching where the back panel met the gusset.

While I don't think that I could ever have gotten enough of Lisa's bra, or her breasts for that matter, I desperately wanted to further explore her panties. As I began kissing my way down her torso and her flat tummy, Lisa rolled onto her back and spread her legs, giving me a full-frontal view of her panties. During the past half hour, we hadn't said much, we were caught up in the physicality of our passion, but Lisa broke the silence," Did you like my bra? Well, what do you think of my panties? Look at the beautiful lace, look at the silky fabric! I know that you want to touch them, go on feel the silkiness, feel how wet that you've made me. Go on, check out my panties."

Now I didn't need any prodding to get me to do a thorough inspection of any girl's panties and Lisa's were no different, I was down for the count. If you think that I was perving over her bra, you should have seen me go after her panties. I had seen this style before, they were a perfect match to her bra, Vanity Fair Lace Piquant bikinis. I had bought a pair and the matching bra for a former girlfriend. I no longer missed the old girlfriend, but I did miss her panties. Now I had Lisa, sprawled out in her bed, wearing a brand new, bright white, shiny, slippery, silky pair, displaying them just for my enjoyment!

What a beautiful, sexy sight to behold! The lace panels on each side started about one inch down from the waistband and went all the way to meet the silky gusset l. This wasn't a cheap narrow strip, it was shaped like a paisley print, wider at the top, then curving downward like a coma with flowers and flourishes filling out the irregular shape, one side a mirror image of the other. I drooled over the gusset, cool shiny, silky, satin. The cotton lining and Lisa's labia gave the crotch an enticingly puffy shape, still wet from when I had shoved them into her pussy a little earlier in the evening. The rest of the panty was cool silky nylon, woven with a satiny sheen. The waist band and rear leg openings were edged with a delicate narrow elastic. As with any quality lingerie, the elastic was wrapped into the satin fabric and then edged with a tiny picot trim. This was still a time when lingerie companies had pride in their products, coordinating entire sets of bras, panties, slips and camisoles, offering them in a variety of colors and bright floral prints.

I caught my breath, drinking in the vision of this gorgeous woman, but I needed to get up close and personal with her panties! I slid down the bed, laying between her legs, reaching out to touch these beautiful panties. I began by running my fingers, ever so lightly, along the waistband, savoring the silky feel of the gathered-up nylon. I felt Lisa take in a deep breath and let out a low gasp of pleasure. While I had recently come into her slip, Lisa had been tormented by our initial feverish foreplay, then she interrupted everything to give me the most incredible hand job with her slip. We had resumed making out for the last half hour and I could tell that she was HOT.

Slowly and deliberately, I ran my fingers along the edges of her panties, following each curve, each seam, each detail, all the while avoiding any contact with her pussy or the gusset of her panties. After several trips around the edges, I began lightly petting her panties just above her pussy, feeling her pubic hair through the silky nylon but not touching the jackpot!

Next, I began kissing her inner thighs, running my tongue along the leg openings, the lace inserts, and the waistband of her panties. I could smell Lisa's arousal, she was squirming beneath my mouth, gasping, and sighing as I kissed each new area, her breath deep and ragged. Wanting to savor the moment, re-examining each detail, the lace, the silky nylon panels, the stitching at the seams, the shirring caused by the elastic waistband and leg openings. I began kissing the silky front, slowly moving downward, feeling her pubic hair through the satin fabric, inhaling Lisa's scent, smelling her arousal, kissing her panties, licking her panties, tasting her wetness. It had been months since I had done this, I was making love to her panties, Lisa was into it, so I just wallowed in the primal lust!

Lisa began thrusting her pelvis up towards me, aching for oral contact, so now I buried my face between her legs, no more gentle teasing. I licked and sucked her soaking wet panties for all that I was worth. Lisa pulled my head in to her crotch. "Oh, you fucking animal" she said, "you love sniffing and licking my panties, don't you? Lick my silky panties, oh my God that feels so good, eat my panties, lick my soaking wet panties!"

Believe me, there wasn't much else on my mind but her panties. I slid my hands under her ass, feeling the silky fabric sliding beneath my fingers. I ran my nose up and down the soaking gusset, inhaling her intoxicating aroma. I ran my tongue up and down the soaking gusset, tasting her wetness. I sucked the silky fabric, drinking her juices. Lisa let out a yelp as I ran my tongue along the leg openings, almost, but not quite, touching her pussy lips. I was on fire, Lisa was on fire, Lisa was moaning, I would have been moaning too, if my mouth wasn't so full of her panties!

In between gasps for air, sighs, and moans, Lisa resumed her dirty talk. "Oh, suck my panties you horny bastard, I knew you were a panty freak the moment you fell for my slip bait. Eat my fucking panties, you fucking animal!"

I needed no encouragement, and I wanted to taste her pussy. I slid her soggy panties aside, gently licking her juicy outer lips. God was she wet, I could feel her trembling as she gyrated under my tongue. Lisa wrapped her lower legs around my waist, pulled my head back into her crotch as I licked her juicy snatch. Feeling that she was ready, jammed my tongue as far into her as I possibly could! Lisa let out a yelp and her ass came right off the bed from the surprise of my assault. I just kept at it, tonguing her cunt then gently licking her clitoris. Lisa went nuts, crying out," Oh my God, that's good, oh my God, eat my pussy, lick my clit, fuck me with your tongue, oh my God, eat me, eat me, fucking eat my fucking wet pussy you panty freak!"

Suddenly, I felt Lisa try to roll the two of us over. I wrapped my arms around her slender waist and rolled with her onto my back. Lisa straddled my face and ground her soggy panty clad pussy back onto my mouth. I reached back to cradle her silky ass cheeks, once again sucking her panty crotch. Fuck, I loved those panties, they were soaked with a combination of my saliva and her hot pussy juice. I licked the crotch, this time also using my tongue to force her panties as far into her juicy cunt I could. Lisa kept humping my face, once again spurring me on with her raunchy patter. "Eat my panties, lick that satin. Oh, you like how they feel on my ass, don't you? Feel my panties, eat my cunt, make me come, make me come like you came in my slip! Oh, fuck this feels good.

Again, I pushed her panties aside and began licking and sucking Lisa's clit. I inserted my middle finger into her vagina, finger fucking her while I sucked on her clitoris. Lisa became a bucking Bronco, I replaced my finger with my tongue, she ground herself into my face, humping my mouth, gasping, and groaning as she began to come. "Oh, fuck I'm coming, suck my panties, suck my come from my panties, suck my fucking panties you fucking animal, oh fuck, oh fuck, oooooooh fuuuuuuuuuck I'm coming, Oh fuck. When she came, I thought that she was going to smother me, she sat right on my face, grinding her hot snatch into me as the waves of orgasm surged throughout her trembling body.

Lisa slid off my face, straddling my chest as we both caught our breath. Lisa was breathless from her orgasm; I was breathless from her smothering me with her pussy. I just lay there taking everything in, I looked up at Lisa's beautiful face, her hair all messed up, her skin flushed, her firm breasts and nipples swelling out the cups of her satin and lace bra. My eyes drifted down to her flat tummy, her narrow waist, and then those snow-white silky panties. The crotch was soaked from our intense oral sex, I just couldn't get over how sexy they looked on Lisa. I pulled Lisa back up towards my face, I had to have one more taste of her soggy panties. Lisa shivered as I lapped her crotch, drinking up her juices, kissing her panties, kissing her furry mound through her silky panties. Yes, still making love to her panties. I looked back up towards Lisa's chest, reached up and gently hefted both of her bra covered breasts, the feel of satin and lace sending shivers up my spine.

Again, Lisa slid off my chest, now straddling my hips, my swollen cock resting against the satin of her panties. She lay on top of me, kissed me on the lips. "Wow" she began, "that was incredible, I haven't had an orgasm like that in so long!"

"Glad that I could be of assistance," I quipped. "I kind of enjoyed it myself, fuck you tasted so good. It's been a while for me as well, that thing with your slip was just mind blowing, and now your bra and panties... Where have you been hiding all these years?"

Lisa just smiled, kissed me again and replied, "These aren't my best; I didn't expect to have a man in my bed when I got dressed this morning. Play your cards right, and you might get to see some of my even nicer things. But I'm not done with you yet, I'm hoping that I can get that hard cock of yours in my pussy before too long!"

During this entire episode, Lisa hadn't so much as touched my cock. Because I had previously shot an incredible load into Lisa slip, and because I was trying to focus on getting Lisa off, this was not an issue. But between perving on Lisa's bra and panties, eating Lisa's pussy, and then her incredible orgasm, my cock had completely recovered, was standing at attention, and looking for a little action of its own.

I pulled her face down to mine, kissed her lips, and whispered, "I'm glad that you brought that up, cause if you weren't, I was going to be rummaging through your underwear drawer, looking for another slip! My cock is aching for a little relief."

"Underwear drawer?" she laughed, "I've got dressers full of lingerie, I've got a whole drawer full of slips, they will melt your brains!"

With that said, Lisa began grinding the crotch of her soaking wet panties against my cock while she rammed her tongue into my mouth, passionately resuming our kissing. While taking our breather, I had started to soften a little bit, but that changed in a heartbeat as her silky panties worked their magic on me. Slowly and methodically, Lisa slid her panty covered camel toe up and down the length of my cock, the wet satin like heaven to me. I closed my eyes, letting Lisa take control, letting her tell me how she wanted it. I reached down to cup her ass cheeks, feeling the cool silky nylon glide over her skin. I began tracing the delicate elastic of the leg openings, I followed the waistband, then back to the silky nylon fabric of those sexy panties. Fuck, I love panties, and the more that Lisa ground hers into my cock, the harder I got.