Lingerie Shopping

Rated: M for sexual themes.

Summary: This is a sequel to "A Summer to Remember". It takes place 1 year after "A Summer To Remember's" epilogue takes place. Elsa and Anna are sisters, married, and decide to go lingerie shopping.

"Okay, Olaf, go with grandma to the toy store!" Anna was bending over patting her and Elsa's adopted son on the back.

The boy's eyes lit up. "Okay! Bye mommy, bye mommy!" He gave them each a hug.

"Bye sweetie, we'll see you soon," Elsa added. Anna nodded and smiled in agreement. She turned to her mother. "Thank you for coming."

"Of course, dear! After all, you two need some alone time."

Elsa's cheeks went red as roses. Comments like that from her own parents still made her uncomfortable. She hid her racing heart. "Y-yes well, um, we'll see you tonight."

The older woman nodded.

"Bye mom, bye sweetheart!" Anna waved at her son, Elsa watched with pride as he bounced happily alongside his grandma. Then, the auburn haired woman's smile turned lopsided. It made Elsa's body feel hot. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

The platinum blonde raised an eyebrow. "I certainly hope I am." Anna bit her lip. "That still drives me crazy," Elsa thought out-loud.

With as innocent of a smile as she could conjure (which given the context, was about as innocent as the Devil pleading guilty) the strawberry blonde quipped "that's why I do it!"

"Oh, you're a little full of yourself, huh?"

"What's there not to be full about?"

Both women giggled and took each other's hand. "So, what were you thinking?"

Anna nodded to a location somewhere behind her wife. Elsa twirled around, scanning the mall for the object in question. Her eyes bulged slightly. "That's not exactly what I was thinking, but it's close enough."

With a triumphant march forward, Anna chirped "Good." Elsa followed her, right in to a lingerie shop.

There were so many interesting choices all around the store! A section for each of: sheer, lacy, wedding night, bridal, and right were they were, corsets.

"Oh, Elsa, look at this one." Anna wore a smirk and held up an intense green corset set. She draped it over the front of her body to see how it'd fit. Elsa bit her lip and felt coarse pressure rocket to her core. The corset had ample space for her sister's petite breasts and laces to tie it on. It came with a black thong, which, Elsa thought, would not cover anything. It was literally just a string, and she liked it. Scrunched up lace stockings were packaged with everything else. Elsa could just imagine the translucent fabric traveling up Anna to the middle her shapely thigh, providing a guide for the platinum blonde's eyes to the real prize.

Smiling coyly, Elsa said "looks nice, but how about this?" She pulled another piece off the rack. A white corset with a black trim and black lace to hold the breasts. It was one piece, and provided a little more cover down south, but not much. Around the hips sprung a short, see-through skirt in lieu of stockings, a touch Elsa rather enjoyed. The sparse, vertical lines of midnight's color worked to make the bodice appear longer and thinner, while the heavy set color of the bra and skirt made the size of said areas really pop. A pleasing optical illusion.

Anna's breath hitched and her already heated center erupted farther, sending hot, damp magma to coat her skin. She liked imagining her sister in that. She bit her lip in hunger. Then, a light went on her head. "How about we split up?"

Elsa, after taking stock of her wife's reaction, raised an eyebrow and agreed. "Good idea."

The older made for the lace section, while her lover wandered towards the sheer.

Elsa picked out a particularly revealing selection that she liked and retreated into the dressing rooms, taking care to make sure that Anna didn't see her.

After she was done examining herself in the mirror, the platinum blonde knew she had to make a choice. She very much enjoyed how she looked in this particular lacing, unable to help but leer at her own reflection for a few extra seconds. This was sexy beyond belief, Elsa could almost see the sex oozing from her very being, permeating the air around her like a gas. The corset, on the other hand, was stylish and arousing, although more conservative (which wasn't really saying anything). She had a difficult choice ahead of herself. She selflessly began her decision with the thought which would Anna like more?

Nope, that didn't help. Elsa frowned in concentration and was about to try on the corset to compare when her phone buzzed. Startled, she picked up the device.

A picture from Anna.

Elsa's heart thumped like a drum as she opened the message, mouth already watering with ideas of what she could be opening.

Her dreams came true, it was a selfie her younger sister took in the changing room, fully utilizing the mirror. Anna wore a gentle red sheer dress. It matched her hair and enriched her eyes, the glow of the fabric on her bare skin giving the girl an artificial blush across her entire sternum and face. The clothing hung loosely around her shoulders, the cut dipping dangerously low down, revealing ample, freckled skin between her bust; which, speaking of, was completely visible through the very thin fabric. Elsa could see Anna's nipples clear as day. Anna was clearly excited to be sending this picture. Or cold. Or both. In any case, they stood quite clearly hardened on the girl's chest. The dress descended only until it almost, but not quite, covered the red head's bottom. Underneath the translucent fabric were red panties, covering the younger girl's privates just barely.

The room was intensely hot, as was Elsa's throbbing core. Her knees became weak and her breath caught somewhere outside of her body. She suffocated in delight at the sight of her wife in such naughty clothes, knowing she was the only one that look would ever be meant for. Elsa had to fan herself to cool down and not faint, the blood rushing through her body acting like a heater on full blast in the middle of Summer.

Then, she had an idea. With a sly grin, the platinum blonde took a photo of herself in the mirror, making sure to turn just enough to display the luscious curve of her buttocks. With the same evil grin, she hit send.

Anna's reaction was similar to her sister's when she excitedly opened the picture message. Her mouth hung agape and drool pooled within as she beheld the glorious sight. She couldn't help but liken Elsa to Aphrodite again, including the whole Goddess of Sexuality thing. Because in that outfit, Elsa was just about the physical embodiment of sexuality. Like, if sexuality was a tangible object, it'd be Elsa in that lace. The red head hungrily devoured the sight.

Elsa wore only sparse laces of dark blue around her sides. The strings connected near the middle of her body, creating a "V" shape that ran the length from just below her breasts to right above her pubis. It was held together by crisscrossing light blue laces. For the body, that was all, just the laces, no pesky fabric covering anything on her older sister. It was all silky smooth, inviting alabaster skin contrasting the dark blue and complimenting the cyan. Anna followed the outfit up from Elsa's exposed belly button to a more... exciting area. Her breasts hung out, held by nothing, allowing their natural, perky shape to showcase them. Not a single shard of fabric covered the glorious mounds of pleasure, except, to Anna's dismay, small nipple-pasties. They, too, were light blue. Towards Elsa's hips, the "V" joined together to create a tiny patch covering her core. Anna could clearly see the muscles and tendons connecting there. The pressure between her knees built into a boiling need to remove said fabric with her mouth.

Lastly were dark blue, translucent stockings riding up to Elsa's upper thighs.

So much skin was exposed, so much for starving teal eyes to feast upon yet never get their fill. Anna could tell her panties were damp now and allowed herself to ever so briefly brush her hand against her core. It sent a jolt up her spine, arousal almost completely taking over her mind like a disease.

Luckily for her, she was in the process of putting her own clothes back on, so she didn't soil the lingerie she tried on. Now, it was time to make a choice.

Elsa changed as she envisioned her sister's reaction to her revealing photo. She knew a jaw hanging open and drool would be involved, that was just Anna. She looked at the tried on lace and pondered what to do. Well, now Anna's seen me in the lace, so she'll be expecting that, right? She smirked and doubled back into the store, locating the corset piece she held up earlier. Time to check out. She did so discretely and met her wife out front of the store.

Immediately, they both slammed their lips against each other, both incredibly aroused by their expedition. Anna whimpered into the kiss and Elsa silently gasped as her sister lightly nibbled at her lip. They pulled apart, knowing that once they got home they'd have all the time in the world. After all, Olaf was with his grandmother for the rest of the afternoon.

Anna smirked and dangled an opaque bag from her fingertips. "I've got a surprise for you." The bag slipped off her fingers and plummeted to the ground with a soft thud. She squeaked and dove after it, ensuring that the precious contents weren't revealed just yet. "Don't look!"

Elsa giggled at her sweetheart's persistent clumsiness. She held a wry grin upon her face and rebutted "and I've got quite a treat for you, too," as she displayed a similar bag.

"Ooh, I can't wait, we should, um, go surprise each other."

Elsa raised an eyebrow. "Is that so?"

"Mhm," came the needy response.

"I agree," Elsa confirmed huskily. They walked out, hand in hand, hearts racing way ahead of them and excitement riding their bodies like a wave. Elsa just couldn't wait to see what Anna picked out.