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Nicky's Lingerie (FF)
I went into the shop on my way home from work on a whim. I was going
to suprise my husband with some new lingerie. My husband usually
bought my lingerie, I don't see the point to it, no sooner have I put
in on when he immediately begins to remove it again. It was a small
shop, narrow but it stretched back along way from the doorway. I was
the only customer in the place, it was getting close to closing time.
I was only still in the downtown area as I had been kept late at work
because of a meeting. I don't even know why I had been told to attend
the meeting it had nothing to do with my department. Most of the stuff
I found very boring. My mind was constantly wandering. Maybe that was
why I had decided to buy some lingerie on the way home. I had been
doing a lot of thinking about my husband. I loved the feel of his
hands on my body, caressing my breasts, sliding down between my legs.
I loved the feel as his tongue gently flicked across my clit. I didn't
like him sticking his tongue inside me. So when he went down on me he
would usually trace his tongue lightly around my labia occasionally
brushing my clit. Then he would begin to focus more on my clit,
flitting his tongue across it. Teasing me. As I begin to moan in
pleasure he increases the pressure. I need more, I press his head down
into my crotch. He spreads my legs with his powerful hands, holding me
open to his tongue. As he increases the pressure on my clit I feel the
wave of my orgasm building. Sliding his hands under my buttocks he
pulls me up against his tongue. The extra pressure sends me over the
edge, I moan loudly. I feel the pressure of my husband's tongue let
up, but he licks faster prolonging my orgasm.
With thoughts like these it you can see why it had been hard to
concentrate during the meeting. At one point in the meeting I pulled
my chair in closer to the table. This was so I could slip my hand down
to my crotch without anybody noticing. My skirt, cut just a little
above the knee, had a slit at the front which made my job easier. I
traced my finger lightly over my silk underwear up and down my pussy
lips. My panties are wet. I push the silk material down into my cleft
as I increase the pressure on my clit. I want to get off, but I don't
think I could do it quietly. I will myself to stop. It's difficult. I
find my mind and hands keep drifting back to my crotch throughout the
meeting. The sales assistant appears from behind a curtain at the back
of the shop and walks up to the small display counter with the cash
register on top. "Hi, I'm Nicky, is there anything I can help you
with?". She's cute, mid-twenties, with short bobbed blonde hair. I
walk up to the counter. It has a glass see through top, the lower
shelves are mirrors with silk panties displayed on them. "I just came
in to browse" I say. I look down into the display case, there is a
bright red pair of panties, my husband likes me to wear red. I notice
that I can look up under Nicky's short cotton dress because of the
mirrored shelf. She is wearing a red pair of panties, only they look
skimpier that the ones in the display case. There is a small triangle
of red silk fabric stretched tightly over her pussy. I bend over to
get a closer look, "I like the red ones, are they pure silk?".
"One hundred percent. Don't you love the feel of pure silk against
your skin? Would you like to try them on?".
"I'll just browse for a few minutes" I say. I'm still bent over
looking up Nicky's dress. She can't be sure where I'm looking, but she
knows that what she is showing. I pretend to look at the other things
in the display case by moving my head, but my eyes remain fixed on the
tight triangle of red. Nicky shifts around behind the counter. She
turns and I can see a thin red thong running up between her rounded
buttocks. Her skin is wonderfully smooth, her ass looks firm. She
bends down slightly, pushing her buttocks towards me. Nicky's putting
on a show.
"I have to go and rearrange some of the displays. When you would like
to try something, let me know." With that Nicky walks from behind the
counter into the main body of the store. The show's over. On the left
wall there are a series of shelves with half mannequins on the very
top. These are the ones Nicky decides to rearrange. Using a small
ladder she climbs up to redress one of the mannequins. As she climbs I
get and even better view of her firm ass. I walk over to where she is
working. Nicky's putting on a display I don't want to miss. I want to
get a closer look at her gorgeous ass, I try not to be too obvious but
she knows what I came over to look at. I'm standing at the foot of the
ladder pretending to look at items on the shelf. Nicky's buttocks are
about eighteen inches diagonally up to my left. Her legs are just as
firm as her buttocks, both of which are lightly tanned, no lines.
"While you're there do you mind passing me those white lace panties
from the shelf right in front of you?" She's looking down at me, she
can see where I've been looking. A little flustered I reach for the
panties. They're very soft, flimsy. As I pass them up to her. my eyes
follow her legs up under her dress. Nicky's turned slightly towards
me, I catch a glimpse of the small red triangle covering her pussy. As
I look up Nicky is smiling down at me. "Nice aren't they? The red
ones, I mean" "Very attractive" I say. My pussy is getting wet again.
I want to reach down and rub it as I did in the meeting. Nicky turns
back to finish her work on the mannequin. With one last glance up her
skirt I wander off to look for a pair of panties like the ones Nicky
has on. If they have this effect on me they will work wonders for my
husband. As I walk to the wall opposite Nicky I slip my hand in
through the slit in my skirt and give my pussy a rub. I'm dying to get
off. The wet silk clings to my slit. I give my clit a few gentle
strokes. I glance over my shoulder, Nicky is still working up on the
ladder. Although now I'm too far away to get a good look up her skirt.
I turn back to the display case in front of me My clit wants to be
stroked again. I can't do it here. My hand goes down, I press my skirt
up against my crotch. The pressure feels good against my pussy.
"Would you like to try these on" says Nicky. I hadn't noticed her come
over. As I turn to her I see she is holding out a pair of red thong
panties like the ones she is wearing. Automatically I reach for them.
I hadn't told her I wanted to try them on. My hand feels the soft silk
of the panties, they're warm, there's no tag on them. I hold the silk
up my cheek it's soft, smooth. The panties still smell warm, they
smell of Nicky.
"Shall we see if they fit?" I nod. Nicky takes the panties from my
hand, kneels in front of me. Her hands reach up under my skirt and
begin to pull my panties down.
"No, what if someone comes in."
"The doors locked and I've closed the shutters" Nicky says as she
smiles up at me. "I thought you might need a little more personal
attention in picking something out. I thought it best if we weren't
interrupted. Its pretty much closing time anyway."
Nicky pulls my panties down. As I step out of them Nicky lifts them up
to her face. She rubs them against her face. "These are good quality"
she says. "They smell good too." I'm sure she noticed the wet patch,
but she made no comment.
"Why don't we take your skirt off, that way we'll be able to see how
these panties really fit you." With that Nicky unfastens my business
skirt and lets it fall to the floor. Except for my shoes I'm naked
from the waist down, with a cute blond kneeling at my feet, my wet
panties in her hand. I'm glad I decided to buy something for my
husband.
Nicky holds out the red panties for me to step into. She slides them
slowly up my legs. She's caressing my legs. Although they aren't as
firm as hers I'm in pretty good shape. She pulls the waist band up
over my hips. The thong settles in the cleft between my buttocks. A
few of my pubic hairs are sticking out even though I keep my bush
neatly trimmed. Nicky's fingers reach behind the silk touching my bush
as she spreads the fabric. My hairs disappear. Then she pushes the
fabric against me smoothing it out. She slides her hands between my
legs pulling the thong up between my buttocks. Her hands sliding over
the silk feels wonderful. "How do those feel?" she says as she gets to
her feet.
"Sexy" I say.
Nicky reaches down with her hand smoothing out the panties. She uses
slightly more pressure this time. One of her fingers pushes the
material into my cleft, brushing my clit. I'm wetting these panties
too.
"That does feel sexy doesn't it." She says. "Go see how they look in
that mirror while I go and get a few more things for you to try on."
I turn to the mirror. The panties look pretty good on me. As I said
before I'm in good shape. I look a little silly though, standing in my
shoes, red thong panties and my business shirt. I slip my shoes off
and begin to undo my shirt. By the time Nicky gets back I only have a
bra and panties on. I look pretty good in the mirror. My breasts are
firm and don't need a lot of support. The lacy bra I'm wearing is all
I need. Lace makes me feel sexy. Occasionally I'll undo an extra
button while I'm at work. I like to tease some of the men who come to
my office with an eyeful of my firm breasts nestled in flimsy lace.
It's fun to see them maneuver around as they try to get a second look.
Nicky is standing behind me looking in the mirror. "You look great.
Try this bra on, I think it's the right size." The bra she's holding
is white lace, underwired, there's also less fabric than the one I'm
already wearing. "This will make you even more eye catching" she says.
She places the clothes she's brought on the chair next to the mirror.
Sliding her arms around me from behind she releases my breasts from
the "front loader" as my husband likes bras with a clasp at the front.
"You're firm" Nicky says as she cradles by breasts. My nipples begin
to harden. I can feel Nicky's breasts pressing against my back. Her
soft hands feel totally different than my husbands rough hands. Warm,
caressing my breasts, brushing my nipples lightly. Different is good.
"Why don't I try that bra on a little later. I'd like to feel
something a little softer." I like my breasts being free. Nicky slides
her hands down over my stomach, pressing her breasts harder against my
back. She's looking into my eyes in the mirror as her hands smooth out
my panties again. First she spreads the fabric out the fabric over my
pussy. Then she reaches her right hand down between my legs, slowly
bringing it back up, one finger applying more pressure between my
lips, tracing upwards over my clit. I close my eyes and let out a
slight moan. Nicky presses down between my legs again, harder this
time, than lightly brings her finger back up. Her left hand reaches up
to cradle my right breast, pulling my body back against her breasts. I
reach back, slide my hands up her legs, going up under her dress until
I have her firm round buttocks in my hands. I pull her crotch tight up
against my bare buttocks. I open my eyes, Nicky is smiling at me in
the mirror.
Nicky releases me and takes a soft cotton night shirt she had brought
over off the chair. She spreads it on the ground at her feet. Next she
pulls her cotton dress off over her head and spreads this on the
floor. She has no bra on. She doesn't need one. Her breasts are
smaller than mine and firmer, pert. On top of the clothes on the
floor, Nicky spreads a couple of silk camisoles. Taking my hand she
draws me down to the floor. I lie back on the silk. Nicky leans over
me lowering her mouth to my right nipple, the more sensitive one. She
flicks it lightly with her tongue. Her left hand traces it way down my
abdomen. She slides it under the panties. I'm very wet. Her finger
slides easily into my slit. Down it slides between my legs. I spread
my legs and push up against her hand. Her finger slick from my juices
comes to rest against my puckered asshole. My husband's never done
this. It feels good, Nicky just applies gentle pressure, then her hand
moves back up between my lips. As it grazes my clit I let out another
moan of pleasure, louder this time.
Nicky's head moves from my breast. I can feel her warm breath moving
down my belly. Pulling the panty fabric to one side her hands are
caressing my pussy. Pushing her fingers down into my cleft. Teasing my
clit. She doesn't try to penetrate me, I'm glad, that would be a
distraction. She spreads my legs further, her tongue brushes my clit.
A jolt passes through me. Again her tongue passes over my clit, down
between my legs. As she brings her head back up she covers my clit
with her mouth, lightly sucking on it. After only a few seconds I
come. I've needed that all afternoon. Nicky lies down next to me her
head resting on my leg. She smiles up at me then begins to lightly run
her fingers over my pussy lips, occasionally brushing my clit. I'm
very sensitive down there, even the lightest touch sends shivers
through me. Turning on my side towards her I rest my head on
her leg. I can see moisture on her blond pussy hairs. Her clit is
moist and protruding. I spread her pussy lips revealing her
tantalizing moist coral colored inner flesh. I lick my finger and run
it up her slit, teasing. She spreads her legs wider. I move my head
towards her pussy. My tongue flits rapidly, yet lightly across her
clit. Nicky moans loudly. Her fingers press between my legs. She's
close to coming. I lighten the pressure on her clit, teasing her. Her
hand moves to the back of my head, she wants more pressure. I resist,
teasing her lightly. Her moaning gets louder. She is about to go over
the edge. I can feel her tongue on my clit again, pressing, insistent.
My mouth engulfs her clit. I increase the pressure. Her hand presses
me on. Her pussy presses against my face. I feel her body shudder as
she comes. As I feel the pressure on the back of my head lessen, Nicky
moves her hands to my bottom pulling my pussy tightly against her
mouth. I come again.
Needless to say I bought the red panties. My husband was very pleased
with them. He was surprised that I had bought them. "Not like you" he
said. I told him not to be surprised if I bought some more.
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