A bodystocking

For the fourth round I was to wear a bodystocking. It was black and the main theme on it was a tiny fishnet, but it served more as a background to the patterns. Starting at my feet it had an intricate floral pattern on the outside of my both legs, it reached mid-thigh where there was a thick belt that resembled stockings tops, from there a faux garter belt run to the top part. The “teddy” piece was visibly distinguished from the rest and made of a mixture of fishnet and lace; two thicker straps going over my shoulder held the entire item in place, but few more were there just for ornamentation. The crucial part about the top was the fact that all the fishnets and patterns did little to conceal my breasts, they were there for all to admire along with my erect nipples that were trying to find a hole thick enough for them to break free through. The bottom part had a feature that was even more important - it was crotchless. Yes, underneath I wore a G-string, but it was so tiny it served more of a symbolic role. Still I was not flashing my pussy, so it was not all that bad. Although I was not sure if I would actually feel bad, if my pussy had been on display; my inner exhibitionist was no longer that minor.

The professional part lasted as long as previously but for me it just flashed in an instant and we were already making the more erotic photos. James managed to make the poses even more spicy and still remained far away from porn-like aesthetics. That was the best imaginable erotic tease and I was teasing not only the camera by myself as well. We also made use of my flexibility, but whenever I bent over or spread my legs (even to full splits) I felt like a classy model or a gymnast, never a pornstar. The size of the G-string was not an issue since despite the poses my crotch was never fully on display. James always knew how to pick the right angle and not make a trashy photo.