Here's my sweet Frank's latest literary effort. Hope you enjoy.
-- Latina, April, 2001
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Imagine if a wedding-gown designer created sexy lingerie to LOOK like a wedding gown. Like a wedding gown, it would be all white, flowing, and elegant. But of course, it would ALSO be VERY sexy, although not at all in a cheap or trashy way. And wearing it would make the woman feel like a new bride: the center of attention for being so pretty and elegant, and so obviously loved for her man to have been bought her such a nice gown, and yet so VERY sexy (it is lingerie, after all). It would be ALMOST elegant enough for her to wear in public, but just sexy and revealing enough that she would want to show-off this outfit only to her man's eyes and touch.
I recently found my wife JUST such an outfit, and she wore it JUST for me the other night. She looked so absolutely DELECTABLE in it, too! They outer layer is a very sheer, all-white "baby doll" style wrap, like a wispy jacket, all lacy and flowery and elegant, and VERY sexy. Its pretty, flowery folds deliberately hint of her OWN fleshy, flowery folds yet to be revealed just beneath it. This wispy baby-doll's long sleeves end in flared, elaborately-embroidered lace cuffs. The baby-doll outer wrap reaches down only to the very tops of her dark, luscious thighs, hinting at (but not quite revealing) the promise of a very tempting pleasure, a sweet and delectable treasure, just above its hemline.
Under this all-white, sheer baby-doll is a form-fitting white teddy, shaped around and accenting every lovely curve of her sweet torso. The teddy is made of a sheer-enough mesh to show tempting glimpses of my wife's dark Mexican-American skin just beneath. Her low-cut teddy gently, subtly pushes both of her breasts together, upward and outward, to accentuate her luscious, delicious 38C bust and her amazing cleavage to their absolute best advantage. The waistline of this sheer white teddy accentuates every sexy curve of her already-irresistible waist and hips. As she models this outfit just for me, I now desperately long to stroke her every curve with my fingers, to kiss all along her white-lace encased torso. I can see that this form-fitting teddy does not at all constrict her sexy motions as she flits and sashays around our bedroom, her tempting and teasing dance succeeding marvelously in enticing me with her deliberately-sexy strutting and twirling. Her teasing, seductive giggles, telling me that she wants me to take her IF I can catch her, are just as POWERFUL a turn-on as watching her teddy move in seductive pirouettes.
As she spins around and walks away from me, my eyes rivet on where her teddy does not quite cover her entire ass. As she walks away from me, the luscious crease at the base of her left buttock becomes well defined, then it disappears to reveal her equally-lovely right crease. As the creases at the base of her curvaceous ass cheeks alternately appear and disappear with each step, first the left and then the right crease, my attention and my desire are now firmly focused on her beautiful-- make that SPECTACULAR -- ass. And my gaze isn't the ONLY part of me that is becoming firm.
Fastened to the base of her lovely, sheer white teddy, at the tops of her dark, creamy thighs, two all-white lace garters stretch invitingly down her legs, joining her all-white teddy to an elegant but VERY sexy pair of all-white stockings. I long to touch, to kiss, her exposed dark thighs just above her stocking-tops.
Through the feet of her sheer-white stockings, I can see the bright red of her polish carefully applied to each pedicured toenail. The sexiness of her nail polish, and the realization that she took great care to make EVERY detail sexy and seductive, knowing that she did all of this just for ME, makes me want her even more urgently. She impishly peers backward over her right shoulder and smiles knowingly, seductively at me, her lascivious wink telling me that she senses the effect she's already having on me, the very effect that she WANTED to produce with her exquisitely-planned and artfully-executed sexiness. The man who loves her with all of his heart and soul every day, now also lusts for her with a powerful, all-consuming desire, and she KNOWS it!
She spins seductively around again, and placing one foot before the other, she slowly slinks cat-like back toward our bed. She rests first one knee, and then both knees, on our mattress, and she walks across the mattress toward me on her knees. She does not come directly toward me, but detours around me, to lie face-up beside me on our bed. Her arms, encased in the white-lace long sleeves of her sheer baby-doll wrap, stretch high above her head, as if stretching in a slow, leisurely yawn which exposes maximum breasts surface under her low-cut teddy. Her wispy baby-doll lays wide open on both sides, showing-off her entire teddy, which hugs every delicious curve of her slowly-twisting hips and seductively-undulating torso.
But she is too close to me for me to see, appreciate, and fully enjoy her all in one glance. I can focus on only one aspect at a time of her sexy presentation, and I want, I NEED, to see it all at once. I want to step back and gaze at her whole pretty package in one view. So I stand up beside our bed, and I gaze down at every sexy curve, every sweet and tempting undulation, as she writhes beneath my adoring gaze.
As I stand beside our queen-size bed, I lean over her, and I softly kiss her upper lip. Her red, red lipstick, expertly and tastefully applied, looks VERY hot, not at all trashy as some makeup can look, and her lipstick vaguely tastes and smells of sweet strawberries. She returns my kiss, more passionately than I gave it, and she smiles and titters as she slowly, seductively slithers her tongue into my mouth. She is enjoying every moment of her seductive conquest of me, which is revving-up her lust just as much as it is my own. She reaches up from our bed to where I stand beside her, and with a lustful smile, she very slowly unbuckles my belt. She accidentally-on-purpose rests her flat, open palm along the entire zippered front of my beige slacks. Her facial expression silently inquires whether her fingers should deftly open that zipper, and I softly nod my silent assent. Her tiny fingers eagerly dance all over my growing, pulsating bulge as she slowly, teasingly slides my zipper downward. She reaches inside my slacks, and her entire face lights-up in delight as she realizes that on this warm day, I had deliberately neglected to wear anything UNDER my trousers. Her happy fingers freely, joyfully, instinctively wrap themselves around my thick, hardening cock, as she seductively licks her lips in anticipation of pleasures soon to be.
But after a few minutes of her joyful playfulness, she slowly withdraws her hand from under my zipper, from around my quivering cock. Grabbing both sides of my waistband, she eagerly, almost impatiently, tugs my slacks all the way down to my ankles, exclaiming, "I want to SEE every luscious inch of your beautiful, hard COCK!"
Never one who could deny her any wish, I helpfully step out of my slacks and kick them away, across our carpeted floor. I now stand over her, naked from my waist down to my socks. She is still lying face-up on the bed, and I am still standing over her. Her white-lace encased arms reach up again, and she slowly unbuttons my shirt. The lacy, flared cuffs of her long baby-doll sleeves delicately and sensuously brush my exposed skin, her palm massages lower and lower down my hairy chest, as her delicate fingers slowly, seductively open each button of my shirt. She slides my shirt off of my shoulders, and as calmly as I can under the circumstances of my growing enthusiasm, I slip my arms out of my sleeves. My shirt falls softly onto our carpeted floor, and I kick it away in the general direction of my previously-removed trousers. I stand before her, presenting myself to her in all my nakedness, wearing only a pair of dark, calf-high socks now, silently asking her only to love me, to gently love my body while she tenderly loves my soul.
Standing on one foot, I cross my left ankle across my left knee, and as slowly and seductively as I can in my eager and highly-aroused state, I tug my left sock off. In this position, my throbbing cock is pointing nearly straight-out toward her. She sits up, plants a very sweet but too-fleeting kiss right on the very tip of my exposed cock, and she collapses back down onto our bed, smiling up at me.