Knicker Chick

"Yes you did" I replied sucking his satin panty covered ball into my mouth before adding. "Well now you can fuck me as you wear them can't you?"

*

I have wanted to get a corset for ages, but haven't got round to it and they are expensive. I have, though, got numerous teddies, waspies, camisoles and a waistier that I bought in Paris.

It's dark blue with black lace and suspenders. It's a littly leary, but then such underwear can be. I usually go for a more classic look with my panties and bras.

The waistier is about ten inches wide with six or so going above my waist and the rest beneath. It has two suspenders at the front and two at the side. My waist is fairly narrow at twenty three inches. The waistier pulls it in to twenty. That makes me more curvy for the narrowness of my 'new' waist emphasises the flare of my thirty five inch hips and thirty three inch B cup breasts.

It has hooks and eyes running from the lacy top to the serrated bottom. The feeling when I have wrapped it round me and struggled the hooks and eyes together is amazing. I feel restricted, almost as if I am tied up. That makes me feel enormously feminine and hugely sexy. In addition to the fabulous look of a corset, it's that sensation, the being restricted feeling that makes me want to get one.

*

We'd met at a pub in the East End for a drink. The bitch was home and my mum was in so we had nowhere to go. Ok we could have gone to a hotel I guess, but it was a spur of a moment date. It was a warm evening and after a couple of glasses of wine we wandered hand in hand down towards the river, near Wapping. We found a small park and we walked into it, the pathway taking us away from the river. It was deserted. We found a little shelter with a bench running along the wall and went in.

Sitting on the bench, we kissed for ages. It was great and I soon I wanted more as I knew DD would.

He started caressing my breasts. Firstly his hand was outside my white tee shirt and light blue, vee necked, cotton sweater and then he slid it inside right onto my already very excited bare breasts. He rolled the tee and sweater up, pushed me back against the wooden back wall and kissed and sucked my nipples. His hand went between my knees and started sliding up my jeans covered thighs. I opened them a little. I slid my hand inside his tee, rolled that up and kissed his chest and bit his nipples; he likes being bitten quite hard. He was pressing me at the top of the jeans and then flipped the brass button undone. He slid the zip down. I didn't stop him slipping his hand inside or pushing the jeans down a little so that he could get at my pussy.

I know it was a little crazy for anyone could have come along, but we could see down the path so the danger was limited to anybody walking across the grass from behind us.

I'd had sex outside twice before. Once with a Spanish waiter when I was on holiday with my parents in Ibiza and the other up against a tree in the back garden at a party. Both times I was fucked with people nearby. Although neither were very good fucks, I found it so exciting doing it in the open with people nearby. I was getting the same feelings as DD fingered me and sucked my tits in that park shed.

"We should stop" I whispered half-heartedly.

"Of course we should" he replied pushing two fingers into me and sucking hard on my nipple.

"But I assume we won't" I smiled.

"No way."

"So are you going to fuck me?" I asked.

"Yes I am right here and right now, stand up."

"Why?"

"So I can bend you over and fuck you from behind."

I stood up, my jeans slipping down to my knees. Looking at him I rolled my thong down so that was mid thigh. I was ready to be fucked.

It was dusk, but there was plenty enough light for us to see each other. He stood up, undid his belt and slid his zip down. I watched almost mesmerised as he slid his jeans down and I saw that he was wearing a pair of my panties.

*

I can, and do, spend ages in the lingerie departments in stores. I walk round trying to appear relaxed and nonchalant about the erotic underwear, but inside I am boiling up. As I look at the rows and rows of panties of all styles, colours and materials, the bras, the basques, even the slips and petticoats I find myself becoming aroused. As I feel the silks and laces and satins and rub the materials in my hands, sometimes in the summer surreptitiously running them up my arms across my chest and on my face, I feel as if I am going to cum. I am sure one of these days if I saw a man there when I am that state that I would invite him into the changing room to fuck me. God that would be the most massive turn on; to be fucked in a lingerie department surrounded by the objects of my fetish. Perhaps I should go back to Harvey Nichs and see Pippa.

*

Purposefully, I had dressed in underwear to be undressed in. I hadn't seen DD for over a month and I was meeting him at a hotel near Stansted airport where were staying the night. I was wearing a black teddy with lacy topped black hold up stockings. The teddy was made from a fine lace, almost a net really. It was see-through with several irregular shaped darker patches two of which were strategically placed over my nipples. Hence, I showed lots of bare flesh, but that was shaded by the black lace that contrasted wonderfully with my skin. It had narrow spaghetti straps, was cut low across my boobs and high up my tummy so most of that was bare. It was trimmed with black lace around the neckline and along the bottom. I wasn't wearing panties for my plan was for DD to undo the Velcro on the gusset and fuck me in the teddy. It made me feel good and I knew it would blow DD's mind when he saw it.

"You look fucking amazing" he said when I opened the bedroom door wearing just the teddy and stockings, oh and a big smile and earrings!

"And you DD" I replied smiling and kissing him before shutting the door. "Always look amazing fucking, so you'd better get ready for that.

He was naked very quickly and hard before he even got his trousers off. I felt rather disappointed that he wasn't wearing ladies panties, but then I had got several pairs in my bag. As he undressed his eyes seemed to be devouring me. They were certainly wandering all over my body taking in the lack of anything under the teddy, the jiggling of my tits as I poured us drinks and the wiggle and wobble of my nearly bare bum, the cheeks of which were dissected by the lacy edges of the teddy.

I went to my bag and bent over pointing my bum at him knowing he'd like that. I knew he would also like what I got out of the bag.

"Close your eyes, I bought you a present" I said when he was naked. "Turn round."

"No dildos up the arse please" he said laughing.

"You should be so lucky" I retorted moving closely behind him, putting my hand round him and running it across his balls and up his cock. "How's that?" I asked.

"Fucking brilliant."

"Stay right there" I said moving round to the front of him and, resisting the temptation to take his cock that was only a few inches from my face into my, mouth I said. "Lift your left leg" he did. "Now your right" he did that too. I turned him round so he was facing the floor length mirror. "You can open your eyes now."

"Oh Jesus Sammi" he groaned as he saw that he was wearing that pair of white silk, French knickers he'd fucked me in when we first started our panty games.

"Do they feel good?" I asked running my hand up the length of his silk covered erection.

"Oh yes, oh yes" he groaned also running his hands over the silk knickers.

I kissed the outline of his cock inside my knickers and stood up. He took me in his arms and thrusting his cock against me kissed me, hard and passionately. His hands slid down my back and cupped the cheeks of my bum. Pulling them apart he pushed his finger between them and inside the gusset of the teddy, right onto my bumhole.

"Mmmm" I murmured wiggling my bum for him, I knew he liked that.

Suddenly, he turned me round so I was facing the mirror. I thought that he was probably going to make me bend forward so that he could fuck me from behind, either vaginally or, more likely up my arse, while I was still wearing the teddy and stockings. I was wrong. Instead he pulled me to the floor and pushed me so I was sitting facing the mirror between his open legs. I could feel the coolness of the silk French knickers and his cock pressing on my back, I pressed myself back against it. He reached round me and cupped and squeezed my breasts, pinching and pulling my nipples so they made dents in the lacy teddy with one of them almost poking through the mesh.

I squirmed my lower back against his cock, which seemed to be huge, presumably because I couldn't see it. His hands were running up and down my chest squeezing and caressing my boobs both inside and outside the thin material. He pushed the thin straps down and pulled both of my tits out, but then put them back.

"They look fantastic in the black lace" he croaked as he slid his cock up and down my back several times.

I caught his eye in the mirror as we both looked at what he was doing to my body. I always find posing in front of a mirror, very exciting and that can be when I am modelling my gear, masturbating or, particularly when having sex. This was no exception.

His hands were on my stomach.

"Get hold of your tits" he said.

I willingly obliged loving the feeling of my own fingers, pinching, squeezing and caressing that so sensitive flesh.

In the mirror I watched his hands slide further down my body. They went further and further until they were on my mound. They pressed and stroked me through the thin, black lace as he parted my pink folds searching for my clit. He found it and rubbed me there as, at the same time he pressed his erection in the white silk, French knickers against my back.

"Oh yes David, yes" I groaned as he started sliding up and down my back in similar movement to when he fucks me. I pulled my tits from the teddy and roughly pinched and pulled my nipples; I so wanted to cum.

He fumbled his fingers inside the gusset of the teddy and pulled that tight so that pressed on my clit and went inside my lips. He pulled on that so that too was sort of fucking me. I was being stimulated everywhere: my breasts and nipples, my back, my clit and now my pussy. Naturally he made me cum, quick and fast.

"Jesus, that was fantastic" I said looking into his eyes in the mirror.

"Just a start Sam, more to come you know."

"Mmmm wonderful" I muttered starting to get and turn round for I had thought I would now suck his cock.

"No stay there" he said pushing me back between his legs so that his cock again pressed into my back. We shared the lead in our sex and now it was his turn.

I looked at him in the mirror and saw that the black lace trimmed top of the teddy was still under my tits. My nipples were horrendously swollen and they ached so much I had to pinch them in an effort to relieve that want.

"That looks good Sam"

"It feels good too."

"Pull your knees up."

"Huh?" I asked slightly diverted by the lovely feelings I was giving myself by squeezing and pinching my nipples.

"Pull your feet up, raise you knees."

"Like this?" I asked bringing my knees up so they nearly touched my chest.

"Nearly" DD replied putting his hands on my knees. "But like this is better" he went on pulling them apart as far as they would go.

I saw that where he had been pulling it, the teddy had slid between the lips of my pussy; they were glistening brightly against the black lace.

"Undo the teddy" he croaked.

"Where?"

"Between your legs."

"Ok" I undid the fixing.

"Pull it up a bit."

I did.

"More, show me everything, show me your lips and pussy" he groaned.

I pulled the black material up so it was bunched on my tummy and I was bare between my legs.

"Your cunt looks lovely" he whispered grabbing one of my tits and finding my clit.

I stared at myself. I looked wonderfully wanton and stunningly sordid. The black, lacy topped stockings, my opened legs, my bare tits with his hand on one and mine on the other. Your finger had opened my pink folds and I watched you slowly moving it against my clit that was clearly visible.

"Finger fuck yourself Sam" he grunted pressing himself harder against my back.

I ran my fingers along my lips. I was so wet, they were so warm and my cunt looked so big. I pushed two fingers inside me.

"Oh yes, go on Sam, get them up your cunt, fuck yourself."

I loved hearing his filthy words and I redoubled my efforts on my breasts with one hand and up my cunt with the other.

Like that watching in the mirror, with me still in the black teddy he and I fingered my cunt and squeezed my tits until I had a gorgeous, long and very heavy orgasm.

*

My hands were trembling. I was shaking with nerves. I was full of concern and trepidation. I half wanted to know, but half was scared to find out. I held it in my fingers, I ran it between them, I brushed it across my face and downward to my excruciatingly hard nipples. I slid my finger in and pulled. It fell out and I picked it up. It was on white parchment paper, the typing was perfect and I sobbed with pleasure and excitement when I read.

Dear Ms Cannock,

I am delighted to inform you that following your recent series of interviews you have been successful with your application and I have been authorised to offer you the position of Sales Assistant in the Lingerie Department.

For and on behalf of Harvey Nicholls

Pippa Collinson

Senior Sales Partner