Extreme Fashion

by Greg Ossog, https://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/gossog/www/

This story is part of the PSN series.

(Note: the Crysta and Donna characters, as well as the Strapless Panties
and Glove Dress, are creations of and courtesy of Richard Hertz,
https://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/RichardHertz/www/ .)

Tammy Chen sat in the host's chair and checked her appearance one last
time. Taping would start in about 30 seconds. She was a reporter for
PSN, a new cable station whose ratings were still in a steep climb. The
news, sports, and feature segments were all aimed at an audience of men
who appreciated beautiful women. Free from the shackles of broadcast
television and the FCC, Advance News often threw in some skin to keep
the viewers hooked.

The topic of today's segment of "Fashion Buzz" was "Extreme Clothing."
The producers had told Tammy only a little about the guests or clothes
the viewers would see; just enough to conduct an intelligent interview.
Many surprises for the viewers would be surprises for the host as well.

Tammy had little reason to check herself over just before taping:
wardrobe and makeup always made sure the reporters looked their very
best. She wore a dark blue skirt, almost black, down to four inches
above the knee; and an off-white blouse with the top two buttons undone.
She wore no bra, and showed a bit of cleavage, but nothing distasteful.
Her breasts, which she'd had augmented to C size before she first
appeared on-camera, were a significant part of her appeal. Bright face,
crisp features and glossy black hair rounded out her appearance. Tammy
was one of the more popular women at PSN and after two months already
had several fan sites.

The set was spartan: her host chair, a low coffee table, and a long
couch for the guests. Behind them was a video screen that could be used
for clips and so on. The studio audience of about 100 waited
expectantly. The cameraman counted down, and then Tammy was on the air.

"I'm Tammy Chen, and welcome to Fashion Buzz!" she said, and waited for
applause to die down. "Today we'll see some examples of Extreme Clothing
-- attire that covers the bare minimum of a woman's body in exciting and
innovative ways. Our first two guests, who have invented several extreme
outfits, are college roommates at a university we're going to keep
secret. Please welcome: Crysta and Donna!"

The crowd applauded politely at first, and then louder as the two girls
walked out. They were strikingly beautiful.

Crysta, about five feet two, had strawberry blonde hair, green eyes and
a pixie's grin. She wore a cropped tank top that only partially
concealed her large breasts, and a miniskirt that accentuated her
voluptuous hips and legs. She carried a leather handbag that she placed
on the table.

Donna, about six inches taller, had smooth long brown hair, blue eyes,
and a thinner frame than Crysta. Her breasts were smaller, but still
very prominent, and she wore only a yellow T-shirt and green bikini
bottom. Neither girl wore a bra.

"Wow," Tammy gushed as the gorgeous girls took seats on the couch. "I
think we're about to see a surge in college enrollment next semester."
The audience laughed.

"Thanks," Crysta said. "That's very sweet."

"Do you usually wear those clothes to class?"

Crysta laughed. "Sometimes we wear less. A lot less." The audience
whooped and Tammy waved both hands, gesturing "calm down". They filmed
before an audience to add some life to the show, but not overpower it.

"The very first day at school," Donna said, "Crysta took all her bras
and panties and threw them away."

"That's true," Crysta said, smiling.

Tammy laughed. "It's a good thing we're not telling all 28 million
viewers exactly where you live, isn't it?"

"That would be a bit much for us to handle."

"Okay. What can you tell me about your first item?"

"I'll show it to you first," Crysta said, and opened the purse. She
pulled out a small white object that looked like a prop from a science
fiction movie. At one end was a small triangle of cloth, held in shape
by two flexible plastic ribs. The ribs merged at one point of the
triangle and continued in a short curve to end at a 90-degree bend and a
small plastic knob. A large image of this object appeared on the
viewscreen behind them.

"I can't even guess what that might be," Tammy said.

"This," said Crysta, sounding like a showman, "is the Strapless Panty."

"I think you'll have to demonstrate how that works."

"We'll have Donna model it," said Crysta. Tammy noticed Donna looked a
little surprised and hesitant at this, but otherwise seemed game. There
was a feeling that this was going to be another landmark show. As one
columnist said, Who needs pay-per-view softcore when you have PSN and a
Tivo?

"Donna has more of a model's figure," Crysta explained as Donna stood
up. "Many outfits look better on her." She placed her hands on Donna's
hips and asked "Are you ready?"

Donna nodded.

Crysta peeled down Donna's bikini, exposing her bare pussy lips. The
girl was clean-shaven. The audience applauded, and then laughed at
itself for doing this.

Tammy smirked at them for disrupting things, then took another look at
Donna. The slender girl wore only the yellow T-shirt now, and her
nipples were more prominent than before under the thin cotton. Tammy
found this very erotic and for a moment imagined how it would feel to
reach up under Donna's T-shirt.

"Turn around, Donna," Crysta said, and Donna's bare bottom now faced the
camera. Donna spread her feet and Crysta reached for the strapless
device.

Crysta explained the reasoning behind the strapless panties. "One
problem with conventional panties is that for some clothing, straps will
always show underneath. Even for thongs. But without straps, there's
nothing to hold the panties up."

"But the strapless panties," she continued, "use another way of staying
up. This soft knob here," she pointed out, "is gently inserted into the
woman's anus." The camera zoomed in as Crysta did this for Donna. "It
sounds nicer than saying 'asshole'." The audience chuckled.

She turned Donna around to face the cameras. "And presto: Donna's pussy
is now covered. Without straps." The audience applauded and Donna
blushed a little at the attention.

"That's amazing," Tammy said. "From behind, and from the side, it looks
like she's wearing nothing at all!"

"That's right," Crysta said. "The only giveaway is the small plastic
part that goes underneath. And you shouldn't be looking there anyway."
The audience chuckled.

"One thing you need to do when wearing these," Crysta said, "is shave.
The triangle part is too small to cover the entire pubic area. As you
can see, it only covers the pussy lips."

"Is it dirty?" Tammy said. "Does it feel funny?"

"You get used to it," Donna said. "And of course, you'll want to keep it
clean."

"There is another thing to be aware of," said Crysta. "And it's probably
best to demonstrate that as well."

Donna said, "Are you sure? In front of all these people?"

"What are you going to show?" Tammy asked.

"Just watch," Crysta said. "You'll love it." She whispered something in
Donna's ear, and her friend nodded. Then she pulled off Donna's T-shirt
over her head.

The crowd gasped and sighed. Donna, still not even 20, had a willowy
smooth body and luscious bouyant breasts, which her hair might have been
long enough to partially cover. With her hair in back, though, almost
all her body was exposed, except for the few square inches covered by
the white strapless panties. The nearly nude girl stood, arms at her
sides, while Crysta started massaging her neck and shoulders.

Tammy and the audience watched silently as Crysta whispered something
that made Donna smile, and then caressed her bare breasts while kissing
her neck and back. Donna was obviously getting more and more excited,
breathing more heavily and getting flushed in the face and chest.

Donna swayed back and forth, moaning as Crysta continued winding her up,
and closed her eyes. Crysta fondled her breasts and pinched her
engorged nipples. Tammy watched, captivated. Even though Donna had
probably had a lot of sexual experience, her clean, innocent manner made
it look like Crysta was exploring her body for the very first time.

Donna came with short gasps, and Tammy didn't notice what happened next
until she heard a clatter on the floor: the strapless panties had fallen
out, landing at Donna's feet. This didn't seem to surprise Crysta, who
hugged Donna from behind for a few moments before stooping down to pick
them up.

"What just happened?" Tammy said. "It just fell out?"

"When a girl wearing the strapless panties has an orgasm," Crysta said,
"certain muscles relax apparently just enough that the panties fall out.
When that happens, it usually gets dirty, so you can't put it back in."

"Are you working on fixing that problem?"

"I was, for a while," Crysta said. "But I really think it's not a
problem. It's a feature."

"That's very inventive," said Tammy. Watching Donna be brought to climax
and standing there fully naked was stirring some pleasant feelings
inside. "Tell me, do you have another set with you?"

"Would you like to try it on?" said Crysta.

"I'd love to."

Crysta reached into the handbag. "I'm glad you asked. I brought more,
just in case." She pulled out a black model. "I think this would
contrast nicely with your blouse."

Tammy stood up. "You don't mind helping me put it on? I'm not used to
sticking things back there."

Crysta laughed. "Of course, no problem. Just take off the skirt and I'll
do the rest."

Tammy unzipped the skirt and placed it on top of Donna's clothes. She
wore no underwear. Regular viewers had already seen her naked bottom a
few times by now, but the sight of her lithe body with flawless skin was
always a treat.

"You're gorgeous," Crysta said. "This will look great on you."

The camera zoomed in again, this time on Tammy's slender ass, as Crysta
guided her legs apart and prepared to insert the plug. "Stay relaxed,"
she said. "I'm putting it in."

Tammy was feeling a bit lightheaded, which she had come to expect. Not
only was she partially naked for the camera, but the beautiful blonde
girl was gently touching sensitive areas between her legs and buttocks.
Then, quickly, the panties were in, and Crysta stood up.

"This feels very strange," Tammy said, staying in place for a moment so
the viewers could see how the panties looked from the back.

"They've put it up on the video screen," said Crysta. Tammy looked up to
the rare sight (for her, at least) of her own naked bottom shown in
close-up. Only if someone was looking for it could he see the plastic
spine of the panties heading between the legs. Otherwise, from the back
Tammy looked like she had nothing below the waist at all.

"Let's turn around," Crysta said, and Tammy faced the camera. "It's a
good thing you shave, too," she said, admiring the host's smooth pubic
mound, only partially covered by the black cloth.

"It's... a different sensation," Tammy said. "Not uncomfortable; but
it's always reminding you it's there. A little distracting. All my
attention right now is between my legs."

"Would you like to keep it on?" said Crysta.

"Let's see how long I can take it," Tammy said.

She faced the camera. "There you have it, Strapless Panties. Where you
can climax in public with embarrassing results. We'll be back with
Crysta and Donna after this."

They took a break and sat down. Tammy chatted with the two girls.
"You're doing great! This is going to be an awesome show, thanks to you
two."

"Thank you," they said.

"At the start of the next segment, we'll have one of you wearing the
glove dress?"

"That's me," Crysta said. "Should I put it on now?"

"Yes, we'll have you walk back onstage with it."

"Donna, if you'd like, you can get dressed before we're back on the
air." The show was being taped, so there was some leeway here.

Donna reached for the clothes, but Crysta dissuaded her. "With my dress,
I'll be practically naked anyway. I could use some moral support."

Tammy thought it a little unfair that Donna had been naked for much of
the show already, while Crysta had not taken anything off. But she was
intrigued by the glove dress. All she knew was that if it was featured
on this show, it would reveal a lot of skin.

While Crysta dressed backstage, Tammy asked Donna to sit closer on the
couch, nearest to the host chair. Crysta would return to the second
spot. Donna struck Tammy as a real ingenue. There was plenty erotic
about the girl's naked body, stirring hunger in both men and women; but
nothing dirty, nothing salacious.

There was another quality about Donna that stood out as they conversed.
Her lean frame, well-proportioned breasts, and healthy, long straight
hair: though Donna was white, not Asian, she reminded Tammy very much of
herself. They would probably look pretty in the same clothes.

They were back on air. "Welcome back," Tammy said. "Today's show is
'Extreme Clothing', and we're speaking with Crysta and Donna, inventors
of the Strapless Panties. Donna is with me now, and Crysta is about to
model another invention, called the Glove Dress. Come on out, Crysta!"

Crysta walked out wearing what looked like an elegant sheath dress, in a
silky red. Her shoulders were bare. Starting straight across the
breasts, well above the nipples but offering some decolletage, the dress
extended down almost to miniskirt length. In that way, it was pretty
daring. Crysta showed a lot of leg.

Crysta also kept her hands at her sides, almost as if trying to keep
warm. Her arms were not bare, however; instead, she wore very long
gloves, almost to the shoulder, of the same fabric as the dress. She
walked a little stiffly to the front of the set, facing the camera and
audience head-on.

What the audience had seen so far was not extreme at all. From the back,
however, Tammy saw why the dress was appropriate for her show. She knew
better than to reveal the secret before the viewers had a chance to see.
She stood up and walked over to Crysta's side.

"So this is the Glove Dress," Tammy said. "I think the color alone would
make you the center of attention at an evening party." She asked the
audience: "Right?"

They cheered, and Tammy waited a few moments before continuing.

"Crysta, why don't you show us the back side of this dress."

Crysta slowly turned around, and the stunned audience saw the result.

From the back, it looked like Crysta was wearing nothing at all. Her
shoulders and back tapered down to a narrow waist; and then flared out
again to shapely buttocks and curvy legs. Some red was visible from the
gloves at her sides; but otherwise from this vantage point Crysta was
naked.

"Naturally," said Tammy, "you're all wondering where the magic wand is,
how she made this dress disappear. Crysta, why don't you turn around
again."

Crysta turned back to face the audience, and was once again apparently
fully dressed. The audience applauded.

Tammy said, "Okay, we're dying to know: how does it work?"

"The big secret," Crysta said, "is there is no dress. Instead, there's
sort of a web of fabric connecting the two gloves. If I hold my arms in
the right place, the fabric stretches across my body and covers it. If I
don't... then it doesn't."

"But you're always naked in back. Even so, how could you keep your front
covered at, say, a party?"

"It's very difficult," said Crysta. "For example, if I have a drink, I
have to lift my hands up." She lifted her hands to about chest level.
"Now my pussy is exposed, and there's nothing I can do about it."

Tammy glanced down at the blonde girl's shaved pussy. It seemed there
was a little wetness there, and the lips were spread just a bit. "It
must be exciting wearing that dress," she said.

"You can tell?" Crysta laughed.

"Now if you lift your arms even higher, won't you expose everything?"

"You can," Crysta said, lifting her hands above her head. "But then part
of the dress is in your face." Not that anyone watching was thinking
about her face. Crysta's large bare breasts were getting the attention.
No doubt after seeing Donna naked, many were anticipating the more
voluptuous Crysta to do the same. Some people in the seats sighed as she
brought her arms back down, covering them again.

"Well, that is a very naughty dress," said Tammy. "And I mean that as a
good thing. Even if you never move your hands, your entire backside is
just an invitation for anyone around."

"I could never get tired of this view," Donna piped up from behind them.
"For both of you."

"That's right," Crysta said, remembering Tammy's strapless panties.
"Tammy, you've been wearing the panties for a while; how do they feel?"

"It's good. All the sensations are making me kind of excited. There's
the pressure of the plug, which is just a little but it's always there.
And everywhere else, it's just open air. Even the fan part in front
doesn't rest right on the skin, but a little in front. It feels like
there's nothing at all."

Crysta smiled. "So you're going to keep it?"

"I'd love to! But what I would also love to do," she said, with a look
of mischief, "is see how it feels when it pops out."

Crysta's eyes widened. "Really?"

"Yes. Could you do that for me?"

"Of course! I'll need to free my hands, so unfortunately I'll have to
take off the dress. I hope everybody doesn't mind."

Of course, no one objected. Crysta laboriously peeled off the gloves and
stood naked in front of Tammy. "Now I can't touch you down there,
because I might knock the panties free by myself."

"Yes, that would be cheating." The anticipation was causing Tammy's
heartbeat to speed up already.

"I'll take this off," Crysta said, and unbuttoned Tammy's blouse. "Ah,
you feel the same way I do about wearing a bra."

"I wear one only when I have to," Tammy said. She shrugged out of her
blouse, and except for the strapless panties, she was naked too.

"You have very nice breasts."

"They're implants," Tammy said. "Almost a requirement for show business,
unless someone is as well endowed as you."

"They feel absolutely real," said Crysta as she caressed them,
exploring.

Tammy sighed in pleasure. "And because of the augmentation, they're
verrrry sensitive," she said. "I don't think you'll need much time at
all."

Crysta bent over slightly and ran her fingers up and down Tammy's back,
while nuzzling and licking her breasts. Each touch of her finger, lips
and tongue drove Tammy closer and closer to the precipice. Tammy ran her
fingers through Crysta's hair and along her shoulders.

"You," Crysta said between kisses and nibbles, "are the most beautiful
woman I've ever seen on TV. I feel so lucky to be here, tasting your
body."

"Oh god, you're going to make me come," Tammy said.

"That's exactly what, I, want," Crysta said, briefly biting her engorged
nipple, not enough to hurt for more than a moment, but the sensation was
enough to send Tammy over the edge. She shuddered and came, propping
herself on Crysta's shoulders for support. She felt something give, and
before her spasms finished, her strapless panty had already fallen to
the floor.

"That felt sooooo good," Tammy said. She noticed the cameraman signaling
the end of segment coming up. "Should we pick up what I dropped?"

"In a minute." Crysta looked at the host's swollen pussy and decided it
would be a shame to leave it alone. She inserted a finger, which glided
easily inside, and Tammy tensed up again.

"Oh, god," Tammy said. "Crysta, I have to say we're going to
commercial." But with the blonde girl touching her this way, it was
impossible to resist.

"Donna can say it," Crysta said. "She's not busy right now."

The camera moved to Donna, who still sat naked on the couch watching the
other two women, and was idly fingering the moist slit between her own
spread legs. She froze for a moment, not having expected any attention,
and decided she had better stop playing with herself. But when she moved
her hand aside, she realized that now her bare wet pussy was open for
all to see. She hesitated, trying to decide whether to move her hand
back, but then reasoned that doing so would just call more attention to
it.

The camera still gazed at her naked body. She remembered she had to say
something, that Crysta had said she could announce the commercial. She
licked her lips. "Ummm... we'll be back after this?"

"Great," said the cameraman and stopped filming. Shortly afterward,
Tammy climaxed again by Crysta's hand, and they both walked back to
their seats. "Well, that went a little off-script," she said.

"It's OK," said the cameraman. "More spontaneous, actually looks better.
Sy's real happy with it." Sy Brown was the producer.

"Good." Then Tammy spoke to the girls. "We've got one more segment left,
a girl showing off a sort of Post-it Dress. Now you know as much about
it as I do. How are we feeling?"

"We're good," Crysta said. "I guessing you're feeling great." They all
laughed. "And Donna, you were awesome!"

Donna said, "It's ironic that in a show about fashion and clothing now
we're all naked."

"Do you end up this way in school often?" Tammy said.

"Quite a lot," Crysta said.

The cameraman signaled. "Oh. We're almost ready," Tammy told the girls.
"Sit close to me, and our next guest will sit at the end." He counted
down, and they were back on air.

"Welcome back," Tammy said. "Our next guest is Melissa Long, an office
professional who will demonstrate her Disposable Paper Dress. She says
not to call it the Post-it Dress, even though that's the name people
have been using. She'd prefer not to get sued." The crowd chuckled.
"Let's welcome... Melissa Long!"

An dazzling, elegant woman with wavy dark brown hair walked onstage. You
could tell from her poise and posture that she was well-educated and
self-assured in the office and on the town; for her attire gave no such
clues at all. In fact, the "dress" she wore wasn't much of anything.

It was made of just three miniature sticky notes, of the canary yellow
made famous by the Post-it brand. They were stuck to her bare skin in
strategic places: one covering each nipple on her B-cup breasts, and one
set vertically, covering her vagina. Like the other three women, she was
shaved; otherwise, her pubic hair would have been almost completely
uncovered. She made a full turn to show that she wore nothing in back.

Tammy stood up and joined her guest. "Melissa, thank you for being here
with us and showing your dress. I must confess that though you look
quite beautiful in it, I have never, ever seen anyone wear anything
remotely like it."

Melissa smiled. "I was watching in the green room, and there are a few
things it has in common with the clothes Crysta and Donna have shown."

"Here, come up," Tammy said, and the nude coeds joined them at the front
of the set.

"Now, just like the Glove Dress, I'm wearing nothing in back," said
Melissa. Crysta nodded, admiring her invention.

"And like the Strapless Panties, it covers only the vagina, and not the
pubic hair," Melissa said. "And, it stays up by itself without straps."

Donna said, "That is like the skimpiest thing I have ever seen."

"17 square inches," Melissa said. "There's a 2 by 3 inch at each nipple,
and a custom piece below."

"Amazing," Tammy said. "How did you come up with this idea?"

"There's an annual costume contest at our office Christmas party,"
Melissa said. "One day I was just looking around my cubicle and wondered
what sort of outfit I could make out of office supplies. The Post-its
were just an inspiration."

"Did you start out with the design you have now?"

"Oh, no. The dress I wore to the party was really clumsy and
inefficient. I had the two Post-its, I'm sorry, 'notes' covering my
nipples, but then a whole bunch going around my hips and between my
legs, making a virtual thong bikini bottom. I must have used about 50
down there."

"Now you've done away with the thong."

"That's right. In fact, during the party, my boyfriend -- well, he
wasn't yet back then -- peeled off the parts I didn't need. And as time
passed, almost everything else eventually fell off. So by the time I won
the contest, they had to show pictures  taken of me earlier, because
everything was gone."

"You ended up naked at the party?"

"It was a lot of fun," Melissa said.

"Now you say the dress is 'disposable'... what does it cost?"

"We sell the dress in five- and ten-packs for about five dollars per
dress. But no matter what the price, once you peel the notes off, they
don't stick very well again, so it's a one-time use."

"Five dollars seems like a large mark-up, doesn't it?"

"Think of it this way. You pay twice as much to see a movie, and you
don't come away with anything physical, either. You pay for the
experience, the entertainment. And if you walk into a party wearing this
dress, I guarantee it'll be more entertaining than a movie."

"I can see your point," said Tammy. "Actually, I love the dress. It
seems you've found a way to cover up the bare minimum of a woman's
body."

"Almost," said Melissa. "I think certainly the vagina should be
concealed in public, because it's a sexual organ. But the butt doesn't
need covering; I mean, from the back, there's little difference between
a thong and no panties at all. So why wear the thong if it doesn't do
anything for you."

"Just like the Strapless Panties," said Crysta. "Same idea."

"Exactly right. And I don't believe the breasts should be mandatorily
covered, either. Europe certainly doesn't have the same hang-ups we do
about breasts. Women go topless and it's no big thing. Fortunately, it's
easy to customize our dress to leave your breasts bare."

"I can't imagine that being a 16-step procedure," Tammy joked. "So in
your view, all a woman needs to cover is her vaginal lips?"

"Right. If you're more modest, or if it's simply cold outside, go ahead,
put on more clothes. But I'd like to see the day where it's OK to be in
public with only the bottom half of the Disposable Dress."

"I wouldn't mind that at all," said Tammy. "You look beautiful in that
dress. Anything else you'd like to say about it?"

"There's one more thing it has in common with the strapless panties,"
Melissa said. "We designed the adhesive to stick well only on flat, dry
skin. So if the wearer gets excited, surprising things can happen."

"I have GOT to see this," Crysta said.

"You've proven you're pretty good at what I'll need you to do," Melissa
told Crysta. "Remember, you shouldn't touch the dress at any time. But
there's plenty of me to touch, and I love being kissed between my
shoulder blades."

"I'm there," Crysta said, and stepped behind Melissa. She pressed her
breasts against her back, and fondled her bare bottom. "Do you like the
feeling of another woman's naked body against yours?"

"Mmm-hmm," Melissa said.

"Good. I'll work some of that in." She started caressing the other
woman, and kissing her as she desired; and it wasn't long before the
Post-it covering her right nipple suddenly detached and floated to the
ground.

"As soon -- mmmmmm -- as soon as the nipples become hard, that part of
the dress loses its grip and falls off," Melissa explained as Crysta
continued to caress her. "And... there goes the other one."

With Melissa's breasts freed, Crysta could now fondle her there as well,
teasing and pinching her erect nipples and quickly intensifying her
excitement.

"As you will soon see," Melissa said, now finding it harder to breathe,
"I'm starting to get wet down below, which means -- oh, Crysta, when
we're done here, I'm taking you home."

"I wish I could," Crysta said. "You're so lovely I could just eat you
up."

The camera zoomed a picture-in-picture to Melissa's pubic area, where
the note had already loosened and was hanging at an angle. It took about
15 seconds to loosen completely and fall away. Just like that, the dress
was gone. Crysta wasted no time plunging a finger in the woman's
saturated pussy.

As the blonde girl brought Melissa closer and closer to climax, Tammy
and Donna stood watching. Tammy idly reached around Donna's back,
brought her closer, and caressed her bare breast, fingering the nipple
until it was hard.

Melissa came with a moan, collected herself, and turned toward Crysta.
"I loved that," she said, embracing the girl and kissing her wetly.
"Thank you." Keeping an arm around Crysta, she turned to face Tammy.
"Now isn't something like that worth five dollars?"

"I thought so, and I didn't even have the dress!" said Tammy. She let go
of Donna and faced the camera. "The bad news is, that's about all for
our show. I'd like to thank Crysta, Donna and Melissa for showing and
sharing their wonderful clothes. And more." The audience cheered.

"We actually have a minute or so left," she said. "And over this half
hour, Crysta has given Donna, Melissa and myself great orgasms." She
smiled. "But something is missing. Crysta has not come herself. And I
think that, as we close the show, we should all return the favor."

As the credits rolled, Crysta lay back on the couch as six hands and
three mouths explored her naked body. Donna and Melissa each enjoyed an
ample breast, while Tammy, her gorgeous ass facing the audience, licked
between Crysta's widespread legs. Multiple cameras switched between
several views of the naked foursome. Time had gone over when Crysta came
convulsively, nearly screaming, eyes clenched shut and mouth open; but
the video was later edited so the middle of her orgasm was the show's
final frame.

After the show aired, Advance News switchboards were deluged with calls
demanding to know when it would be aired again, and when Crysta and
Donna would come back. A recorded message was put together to list the
rerun times (Fridays at 11, not that long to wait!) and say that yes,
they didn't know exactly when, but they would love to have Crysta and
Donna again.

(Author's note: This is just a little fanservice involving two of my
characters (Tammy and Melissa) and two guest stars from writer Richard
Hertz. It was pretty fun and easy to write. Hopefully fun for you to
read too!)

  
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