Some of Jen's lingerie

"Oh here we go!" You grin at Chris. "Back in a bit." You move to where you know Jen's got your target hidden. Bingo! Inside the clothes chest was a white, lacy bit of lingerie. Sheer enough for your nipples and pussy to be exposed while giving the illusion of clothes. It almost looked like a naughty wedding dress. Or wedding skirt more like. You grabbed a little white scarf to give the appearance of a veil, then walked back in.

"Oh sweet mother of God," Chris gasps.

"I agree," Dave said in similar awe.

"Hey..that's mine," Jen said in her pleasure-induced stupor.

"Borrowing it," you explain.

"Okay," she seems to go back to relaxing.

"I am..desperately horny right now," Chris admits.

You tap your finger against your chin, seeming to think.

"You okay for change of plan, Dave?" You ask.

"I'm a totally okay with that," Dave assured.

You look at Chris. "Cum with the bride, Chris."

Before you knew it Chris was off his feet, pulling his lips to yours. The passion took you by surprise, but you loved it, moaning into the kiss. Your tongues dueled with each other, the two of you fighting to stay on your feet. Chris part from your lips and sucked on your right nipple through the lingerie,

Jen made a little sound of protest. It was enough for Chris to be careful not to damage it, but he continued to suckle. He moved down to his knees and gently moved the bottom from your pussy and buried his head in your sex.

"Holy..!" You grabbed his hair, keeping his face there, but your legs were giving out. "Fl-floor. Floor."

Chris stops and manages to ease the two of you to the floor. Chris was about to resume, when you stop him.

"Swing around, Chris," you say with a smile.

He smiles back and turns his body into a 69 position as you see Chris's lovely cock hover above you. You bring your hands to his ass, open your mouth and slowly coax his cock into your mouth.

"Mmmm," you moan, loving his taste, his balls resting against your nose. Chris starts once again on your sex, causing you to moan louder, but to also suck harder, taking in his manly smell as you breathe carefully. You squeeze his ass, then give it a loving smack, giggling into his dick. Chris in turn drives his tongue to where he remember you like it. Honestly you would have been happy with just pleasuring each other, but that wasn't what planned. You give Chris a couple pats on the bum, a single to stop. He gets off you, causing you to take several deep breaths.

"Fucking shit," Dave said, stroking his rehardening dick.

"I think you should be fucking me now," you tell Chris.