Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: Sunshine Lover (FF, lesbian)
Date: 25 Sep 1995 00:18:56 GMT

			    Sunshine Lover

	First let me describe myself. I'm an attractive brunette with
36-23-36 measurements. I've always been turned on by the thought of
someone watching me in an intimate situation, but have never really
had the nerve to act on those feelings. I share an apartment with an
old friend named Stacy. She has a nice figure, and keeps herself in
excellent shape.

	When Stacy and I go out together though, she always has men
lining up to meet her. She loves to show off her body, and generates
such a sexual aura most men are instantly attracted to her. I think
this is why the idea of exhibiting myself has become such a turn-on
for me. I wish I could be as free as my friend.

	One night we were sitting in our apartment watching TV and
having a drink. After a while we started talking more and more about
men and sex. I told Stacy how I wished I could be as seductive as she
is. She laughed "What do you mean? I'd kill to look like you!"

	"That's not what I mean. I've always wanted to show myself off
the way you do, but can never get up the nerve."

	"That's silly! You've got a beautiful body, what's there to be
afraid of?"

	I shrugged and began to feel a little embarrassed talking
about it, so I changed the subject to something else.

	Over the course of the next few weeks I thought I noticed that
Stacy was dressing racier then ever, but figured that I was imagining
it all. One Saturday Stacy and I were planning to go out to the clubs
dancing. She suggested that we skip our usual places, and try a new
club she'd heard about. I didn't think anything of it until we were
getting ready to go.

	"You can't wear that tonight, don't you have anything sexier?"
She asked while I was putting on a bra.

	"What do you mean, this is fine," I protested.

	"Not tonight," Stacy proclaimed. "Tonight your going to be a
little more daring. Here, you can borrow some of my things." Stacy
started to take out a beautiful black bustier with matching panties
and garter.

	I started to object, but Stacy countered with "Why not, who'll
know what your wearing anyway. Beside, you'll feel much sexier with
this on."

	I thought about it for a moment and began to feel a little
excited at wearing something like that out in public. And after all,
she was right, nobody else would know what I was wearing. I quickly
got dressed, and admired myself in the mirror before covering up my
racy outfit. Over it I wore a black mini-skirt with a low cut top, and
black heels. I was happy to see that the mirror didn't betray my
secret even though I looked carefully.

	When we got to the club it was pretty crowded, but we managed
to get a seat near the stage eventually. We had agreed that the
prospects were pretty thin, and decided to just have a good time out
together. Stacy asked if I was still nervous about my outfit, and
laughed when I admitted I had forgotten it until she mentioned it.

	"See, I told you it was no big deal! Don't you feel a little
more seductive with that on?"

	"Well, I guess so, but I'm not sure I'm ready to start a
wardrobe like yours." We both laughed at that, and Stacy ordered
another round of drinks.

	I was beginning to get a little tipsy from a combination of
the drinks and no dinner, but figured another drink would be ok.

	As we both got a little more intoxicated the topic of sex came
up over and over. Stacy had her eye on a guy who looked like a hunk,
but already had a companion.

	"Just my luck, all the cute ones are taken."

	I giggled and pointed out a guy I had noticed earlier. He was
about 6 feet tall with short hair and a well built body. He was
wearing a pair of pants that were skin-tight, and really showed off
his legs and ass.

	"Wow," Stacy exclaimed when she got a look at him. "I bet he'd
like to see your little outfit."

	"Maybe, but he's not alone either," I said looking at his
date. She was a tall woman with striking features, and long elegant
legs. The two of them looked like a matched set.

	A few minutes later a man got on stage and announced that it
was "Show time!"

	The spotlights lit up the stage, and a woman came out in a
very sketchy outfit.

	"I guess you two have the same designer," Stacy quipped at me.

	I told her to be quiet as she began to dance. At first she
danced very quickly, but then slowed the tempo and moved more
smoothly. Her moves began to become more and more erotic as she ran
her hands over her body. She slowly removed her top, and I was
surprised to realize she was gong to do a strip tease.

	I must have gotten a funny look on my face because Stacy
started to laugh and asked me what was wrong.

	"Nothing," I stammered. "I just didn't know we were in a strip
joint."

	"It isn't a `strip joint', they just have shows on Saturdays
for amateurs. Anyone's allowed to join the contest. First prize is
$1000."

	"Not bad, why don't you go up and try," I joked.

	"I might, I came in third last time I did it."

	"I was joking! You really did that?"

	"Sure, it was fun. Besides the prize money is pretty good."

	I began to watch the girl again, and her act had already left
her topless. As I watched I began to fantasize about being up there
with her. I was getting very turned on when Stacy said "Come on. I'm
going to give it a try tonight and see if I can win."

	I followed Stacy to a door near the stage and went through.
There was a guy inside with two other girls.

	Stacy walked up to the guy and asked a few questions. She came
back and told me they were just closing the competition, but we made
it back in time. As we waited for her turn to come I began to think
more and more about Stacy dancing in front of everyone.

	When her turn came I positioned myself on the edge of the
stage where I could get a good view of her act. She winked at me as
she started to slowly dance around the stage, running her hands
lightly over her thighs and ass. I was really getting more and more
into her dance as I again thought about being on stage with her. As I
thought about it I was getting so aroused I was surprised.

	I must have been more than a little drunk, because I started
to rub my breasts to ease my desire. I knew no one could see me so I
continued to caress myself

	as I watched Stacy dance. She was slowly peeling off her
skirt, and the crowd was cheering her on. At this point I began to
feel my pussy tingle with excitement. I was so caught up in her
performance I was getting wetter with each movement. I glanced around
to ensure my seclusion and slowly traced my finger tips to my aching
slit. I slowly slipped my hand into the edge of my panties and teased
my lips open. My breathing was getting deeper as I thrust my finger
into my hot cunt.

	Slowly I moved my finger back and forth over my swollen lips
and clit. I stroked myself deeper as I felt my pussy gripping my
finger. Stacy was down to her panties, and bowing to the crowd. I knew
she'd be coming back soon, but was beyond caring at this point. I
closed my eyes and started pinching my nipples as I increased the
tempo of my fingers. I could feel the power of my orgasm building as I
rubbed my clit harder. My muscles were tense from the immediacy of my
climax. I rocked my hips and plunged my finger into my slit as my
orgasm swept over me. I cried out as my cunt squeezed my fingers
tightly, waves of sheer pleasure enveloping my body.

	When I was finished I opened my eyes to find Stacy standing
near me astonished.

	"I thought I was the exhibitionist around here!" she said.

	I was feeling to spent to think of something to say and
mumbled something as an excuse. Stacy laughed and said to hurry up and
get outside they were announcing the winner, and she thought she had a
good chance this time.

	We went out and sure enough Stacy took first place. She jumped
up and down and screamed as she ran up to collect her prize.

	"Let's go!" She yelled to me as she started to dash out of the
club.

	"I grabbed my purse and followed her out the door curious
where she was heading.

	"It's still early, and I know a great little shop where we can
blow this."

	"OK, I'll help pick things out."

	Stacy smiled and said she'd do the picking.

	I was only mildly surprised to find the shop she intended on
"blowing," her prize money was in a lingerie shop.

	"I guess it's only fair to spend the money there. That's how
you won it!" I joked.

	"Yep, only we're not buying anything for me."

	"What do you mean?"

	"We're taking half of the money and improving your wardrobe."

	"You can't do that! That's your money, I don't want you to
spend it on lingerie for me."

	"I'm not arguing about it. Anyone who enjoyed my dance as much
as you apparently did deserves a share of the pot!"

	I started blushing at her reference and tried to think of
something to say.

	Stacy was amused at my embarrassment and took advantage of the
situation to hustle me into the shop. We spent the next hour picking
out all kinds of outfits. I started feeling aroused again as I tried
on a satin teddy. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought about
Stacy on stage with the crowd cheering. My nipples were getting erect
from the thought. Without thinking I rubbed my left breast, just to
ease my desire a little. I was startled as Stacy popped into the
dressing room with a matching bra and panty set. My back was to her,
and I quickly moved my hand before she saw me.

	"That's nice," she said. "I think you should get it. Try these
too."

	As I reached to get the clothes from her I realized she was
looking at my breasts.

	"You look like your enjoying yourself tonight," she quipped.
"Didn't realize how much fun this was did you?"

	I blushed again as Stacy disappeared out the door.

	After paying for my new outfits we were both pretty tired and
decided to head home and have a nightcap. Stacy made the drinks as I
was unpacking the bags.

	"Don't put anything away yet, I still want to see it." She
called to me from the kitchen.

	"OK, be right out."

	We both sprawled out on the carpet near the coffee table and
started sipping our drinks. The were a little stronger than I normally
make, but we were home, so I didn't mind. We started talking about the
guys we saw at the bar, and general chit-chat. I was beginning to feel
a little warm from the drinks, and I guess Stacy was getting slightly
lit herself.

	She suddenly asked what I thought about her performance
tonight.

	"It was great," I said. "After all, you won first prize didn't
you?"

	"I know, but what did you think," she probed.

	I began to get a little uncomfortable, so I volunteered to
make the next round. When I got back Stacy reminded me that I was
evading her question.

	"I really enjoyed it," I stammered. I was turning beet red as
Stacy looked at me.

	"It was a real turn-on to see you up there, OK?"

	"I could see it was," she laughed. "Don't be embarrassed. I
thought it was great that you felt so involved. Now, let's see what
you got tonight."

	I felt relieved that she was changing the subject and jumped
at the chance.

	"Come on," I said. "I left everything out on my bed."

	"No way!" Stacy protested. "I saw everything on racks at the
store. I want to see what you look like in it."

	I thought what the hell. It wasn't like Stacy never saw me in
my underwear. So I came out in the bra and panties she had picked out
with a black garter and stockings.

	"Nice," Stacy said. "That really accents your legs."

	I went back and forth changing and having Stacy comment on
each outfit. I was really feeling good about my body, and was slightly
aroused at the thought of modeling the lingerie. I was down to the
last outfit, a teal bustier with black lace and flimsy jacket. I was
also wearing black string panties and stockings with a matching
teal/lace garter belt.

	"That's the best one yet!" Stacy proclaimed.

	While I was changing she had unbuttoned the top three buttons
of her blouse. "It's warm in here," she explained.

	I agreed and went over to have a sip of my drink. I could feel
Stacy's eyes sweep over my body as I stood there sipping my cocktail.
I looked back at her and could feel my body start to react to my
feeling.

	"Would you like to see me dance again?" Stacy asked.

	"Sure," I said. "Next week?"

	"I meant now," she said as she stood up and started to put a
record on.

	"After all it'll be more private this way."

	I felt strangely excited at the idea of watching her again and
sank down onto the couch in anticipation.

	Stacy had chosen a slow rhythmic song, and was swaying her
body to the beat. I finished my drink and lay back eager to see her
show. I watched as she moved to the music, her body glistening in the
dim light. As she danced in front of me I again became aroused. This
time I was more aware of the source. Stacy was the cause.

	As she ran her hands over her body I started thinking about
her, and how beautiful she looked. She slowly removed her top.
revealing her firm breasts supported by her bra. I felt myself getting
more aroused as she slid her skirt down her legs and tossed it to the
side.

	I started feeling the need to touch myself again, and
resisted, not knowing how Stacy would react. My nipples ached as she
removed her garter and came over to me. Slowly she extended her leg
until it rested on the couch next to me. She rolled her stocking down
her leg, tantalizing me with her closeness. She did the same with her
other leg. I knew Stacy was trying to tease me into a repeat
performance, and no longer cared.

	As she unhooked her bra and held her tits my hands slowly
reached for my own. My tits tingled as I played with my nipples, and
my pussy was beginning to get wetter by the second. Stacy reached to
me and made me stand up.

	"I'm tired of doing all of the work," she said. "Let's see you
do some dancing."

	At this point I was too horny to argue. I really wanted to
strip for Stacy, and I eagerly started to undulate to the music. Stacy
sat down on the couch with her legs spread open, stretching the filmy
fabric of her panties across her crouch. I could see the outline of
her swollen lips pushing against the cloth. I tried to imitate her
previous show and seductively remove my garter and stockings. Stacy's
hands were quite busy easing the tension in her breasts as my hands
were stroking my own. I slowly unbuttoned my bustier, starting at the
bottom to keep her waiting for my tits. My hands were busy playing
with my nipples as I moved closer to her. I tenderly slid my fingers
down to my cunt, which was burning with need at this point.

	Stacy watched mesmerized as my fingers disappeared under my
panties. I moaned as I probed my snatch finally getting the relief I
needed. Stacy reached up and pulled the strings of my panties allowing
them to drop to the floor. I continued fingering myself as I watched
Stacy's hand reach for her own pussy.

	Again I felt my orgasm building and I started moaning as it
engulfed me. My cunt was grasping my fingers over and over as each
wave of pleasure stuck me. My knees felt weak, and Stacy reached to
hold me up as my ecstasy ended. We were by no means finished though.

	Stacy was still working on herself and i reached down and
practically tore her panties off. I was eager to see her fingers
probing her sex the way mine had moments earlier. As Stacy's
excitement grew I gingerly reached to her breasts and playfully
pinched her nipples. She went over the edge with that and started
bucking and moaning with pleasure. The expression of joy on her face
made me want her even more as I stroked her tits.

	As her orgasm subsided she sat up and pulled me close to her
kissing me deeply. Our tongues playfully flicked at each other and I
felt an electric feeling as her hands reached for my breasts. I was
hornier than before as we played with each others tits, and Stacy
gasped when I dipped my finger into her honey pot.

	I was incredibly aroused by the feeling of her pussy
surrounding my fingers. I slowly stroked her crotch as my tongue
teased her nipples. Stacy was moaning and urging me on as I playfully
nibbled my way down to her crotch. I couldn't believe how much I
wanted to taste her juices, and how excited I became when my tongue
flicked across her clitoris. Stacy arched her back, inviting me to
continue and I proceeded to tantalize her by bringing her close to
orgasm and then stopping until she was ready to explode. She grabbed
my head pleading with me not to stop as she ground her cunt into my
eager lips. I happily drove my tongue into her hot pussy as she
started moaning and begging me to fuck her with my tongue. Stacy's
orgasm was incredible, her entire body went rigid as she started
groaning with pleasure.

	Afterward we both lay there. breathless, until Stacy started
teasing my neck with her tongue.

	"I bet your still horny, aren't you?" she laughed.

	"I've never been this horny before," I told her. It was odd to
me how easily I told her that. I had fantasized about other women
before, but never really felt this excited at the prospect.

	Stacy lay on top of me, and kissed me deeply arousing me
further.

	"I'm going to make you explode," she whispered to me as her
hands roamed over my breasts. My nipples stiffened as she teased them
with her fingers. She played with my tits for what seemed like hours
making me hornier, but not relieving the tingling in my pussy. I tried
urging her to my crotch, and she finally traced her fingertips down my
stomach to my waiting pussy. I moaned as she lightly teased my cunt,
rubbing her fingers into my slit. My juices were dripping onto her
hand making it slide easily over my throbbing lips.

	Stacy then slowly inserted her finger into my pussy as I
squirmed trying to force her into me faster. I felt like I was on the
verge of coming, but Stacy stopped moving her hand and started licking
my nipples again. When she felt me relax a little she started
fingering me again, but so slowly that I couldn't come, just get more
and more horny.

	"Would you like me to eat you?" she whispered into my ear.

	"Yes, please eat me," I begged.

	Stacy then slowly flicked her tongue over my earlobe as she
whispered this was what she would do to my pussy. She continued this
until I tried to reach down and play with myself.

	"I said I was going to eat you, but you we bad when you made
me wait for my orgasm, and you will wait until I think your sorry
about it," she told me.

	"I'm sorry I teased you, please eat me Stacy," I pleaded.

	Stacy pushed my lips open with her fingers and continued my
"punishment," by stroking my wet pussy and probing me deeply.

	"I don't think your sorry yet," she laughed.

	"Oh please Stacy I am. Please eat me!" I begged.

	She finally gave in and I thought I was going to explode when
her tongue slid over my aching slit. I was already at the brink of my
orgasm, and Stacy was trying to keep me there by licking me very
lightly. I felt like I was about to come, but my orgasm wouldn't
release. I just keep feeling it build and build as Stacy continued
teasing my pussy with her talented tongue. I was moaning and screaming
as I tried to force Stacy into stimulating me harder, but she resisted
my efforts, and continued to slowly lick my pussy. I begged her to
make me come, and was suddenly hit with a wave of pleasure. My orgasm
was like a dam breaking and I screamed "Eat me! Eat my pussy," as my
cunt gushed my juices onto her willing tongue. I came over and over
again until I lay there weak from the intense pleasure. We lay there
hugging each other until we drifted off to sleep.