"UMM!" Kristen shouted, now in pleasure, still sucking my dick.
I continued lapping her clit with my tongue, while two fingers from my right hand started pushing into Kristen’s cont. Soon, I added the ring finger.
Kristen’s thighs clamped down on my head, and she was still moaning into my dick. The orgasm lasted a couple of minutes, and as she finally started to relax, renewed attention on her clit started her up again.
All in all, the double orgasm lasted about five minutes, the second not quite as intense as the first.
Finally, Kristen collapsed onto my body, my dick out of her mouth, but her tongue still licking it lazily. I think Kristen’s tongue was the only part of her body that moved.
The licking stopped as Kristen pulled herself off my body. I looked up at her, and she had a wild look in her eyes.
From a full standing position, Kristen repositioned herself and jumped down onto my body, almost knocking the breath out of me. She plastered my face with kisses, moaning.
After a few minutes of Kristen kissing me, I realized that she wasn’t just moaning, she was actually chanting, "I love you! I love you! I love you!" over and over.
I hugged her back, her body now completely on top of mine, and my dick feeling the warmth and wetness of Kristen’s crotch.
I knew that this was a dangerous position. I wasn’t sure how easy it would be to enter her at this position, being very unexperienced in that department, but I sure wanted to prevent it. Kristen solved the problem by moving her body down slightly so that my cock was horizontal between her legs, the shaft brushing against her cunt lips and asshole. Apparently, from that position, accidental penetration would be quite difficult, although probably not impossible.
Kristen continued licking and kissing my face, and her body started humping against my dick.
I was kissing Kristen back, murmuring my love for her as I did so.
We must have kissed for twenty minutes. Kristen had another orgasm during that time.
Afterward, Kristen had me dress up in my new slacks and shirt. She had gone into her brother’s room and found me a pair of boxers, still in a package, that would fit, as well as a pair of socks. My sneakers had survived their journey into the pool and through whatever Kristen had done with them afterward. They almost looked like new.
I shook my head. "You girls always like to play dress-up. What do you think? I’m your little Ken doll?"
Kristen giggled. "You never played with Barbie when you were little?"
"Nope."
"How about G.I. Joe?"
"Nope. Major Matt Mason, but he didn’t have a wardrobe. Just some wicked cool vehicles." I felt a bit weird making that confession, but I didn’t think I had anything to hide from my beloved Kristen.
"You haven’t lived," Kristen said, getting up from the bed, and opening up one of the drawers on her dresser. She picked up about a dozen packages. Some had already been opened, some were sealed. She selected two of the packages and handed them to me.
"What are these?" I asked, noticing that the packages were too big to be Barbie clothes.
"Let’s see…" Kristen said. "Oh yeah… do the top one first. Open the top one."
I opened the top package, and found very delicate material inside. "What is it?"
"Take it out and see!"
I pulled out something that looked might be a handkerchief, but it was too small to be effective. It was made of lace. As I unfolded it, I saw it was a pair of panties. The material, however, was unlike anything I ever imagined a panty would be. For one thing, it was virtually transparent. There was a tiny strip of satiny material in the crotch area, but it was only about two inches long and about half an inch wide. The waist band didn’t have any elastic, either.
"Where’d you get something like this?" I didn’t recall seeing anything even remotely like this in the lingerie shop where I had met the three girls that fateful day.
"Catalog. Fredericks of Hollywood. Now what do you think?"
I doubted that any female with a working brain would ever consider wearing them, actually. "About what?" I asked, not wanting to voice that opinion.
"About Barbie?" Kristen said.
"Huh?" The panties may have been small, but wasn’t Barbie much too small to wear these!
Kristen sighed. "Sometimes, boys are just too slow. You’re supposed to put the panties on me."
Kristen wanted me to put this little nothing on her? I’d probably tear the material trying!
The blonde Goddess stood in front of me, looking at me expectedly. "Come on!"
Well, she asked for it. I opened the panty and found the leg holes. Looking up at Kristen and her look of determination, I decided to go for it. I picked up her leg on my right, and started to move the panty past her toes and over her calf.
"Wrong side," Kristen said, smirking.
How could she tell it was the wrong side?
I pulled off the panty and looked inside. I noticed that the satiny strip, which I had thought was straight, was actually wider on one side, almost like an arrow pointing toward the front. I started again, with the orientation of the panty corrected.
"Very good. Now the other," Kristen said.
I lifted her other leg, and now had the panty at the bottom of her legs. "Pull it up," Kristen instructed, as if she were teaching a little kid.
Slowly, I pulled the panty up, moving it as a single thin unit so as not to damage it. After a few seconds, I got it past her knees, and then up to her thighs.
When I reached Kristen’s crotch, I had to unroll the panty a bit to find the top. I pulled the top up, and then it finally reached loosely around her waist, the front and the back pulling back an inch or so like the peels of a banana.
"There’s no elastic," I pointed out.
"Look in the package. There should be two bows."
I had thought the package was empty. Upon inspection, I found that it wasn’t. There were two tiny little clasps that each looked like a cross between a butterfly and a bow.
"What do I do with them?" I asked Kristen.
The blonde just smirked. "Do you see any assembly directions in the package? No. So, I guess you’re going to have to figure it out, Einstein!"
I inspected the bows, but there was no clasp. They looked identical from the front and the back.
It took me a good five minutes of having to deal with Kristen’s giggles and smirks until I finally figured it out. I went back to the panty top, and noticed a tiny loop of thread on one side, just small enough that the bow could fit into it, but when the loop was pulled by the panty, the bow would be caught. I found another loop on the back of the panty, and soon had the one side fastened. Now that I figured out the mechanics, the left side was a cinch.
"What do you think?"
I moved back in order to take in the sight of my lovely blonde Goddess, standing in front of me wearing a pair of panties that were so transparent, I could even see her fine blonde curls through them.
"Wow!" I said, voicing the only thought that came to my mind.
Kristen actually glowed with delight. "Is that all you think?"
"I want to rip them off with my teeth!"
Kristen giggled. "Well, if you do, you’ll either owe me about fifty dollars to replace them, or you’ll have to give me another one of those mind-blowing orgasms like the first one before."
"Fifty dollars?" I had no idea that a woman would pay that much for so little.
"Don’t you think they’re worth fifty dollars?"
Seeing them on Kristen, I realized I’d pay five hundred dollars for this very effect. I had managed to control my astonishment over how Kristen looked wearing nothing but those panties. I mean, it seemed even more sexy than seeing her naked! I just shrugged. "I… um… I guess so."