This is my entry into Literotica's 2015 Valentine's Day contest. It is a fun short story that I hope you'll enjoy. All sexual activities are performed by consenting adults over the age of 18. There are a few scenes that are a bit rougher than your typical lesbian romance story which include some spanking and bondage. While not completely over the top, if that isn't your thing, please read no further. If you enjoy this story, please take the time to comment and vote. Enjoy!
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Alison struggled to contain herself, feeling hot and anxious in places she knew she shouldn't. She sat on the small bench that faced a full length mirror while Renee, her best friend, stood in front of her between her knees. Renee had talked Alison into coming with her inside the small dressing room at their local Victoria's Secret to get her opinion on which piece of sexy lingerie to buy. The space was tiny, barely big enough for the two of them. Alison felt strangely uncomfortable despite the fact this wasn't the first time they had dressed in front of each other.
"Which one first?" Renee asked, holding up a black corset in her left hand and a red babydoll in her right.
"The corset," Alison pointed.
Renee took off her knitted cap and coat then handed them to Alison. She slipped her white sweatshirt up over her head in one swift motion, her dark raven colored hair cascading to her shoulders. Alison became more uncomfortable by the second, her palms sweating, her heart racing.
"Aren't you going to turn around?" Alison inquired as Renee reached behind her back to unclasp her bra.
"There's nothing you haven't seen before," Renee replied, tossing her bra at Alison.
Even though she requested Renee turn around, Alison found herself unable to look away. Her blue eyes glued themselves to Renee's dark hardened nipples that protruded from her perky flesh. Renee didn't have as much volume as Alison, but her breasts were beautiful, round, and perky.
Renee slipped the straps of the corset over her shoulders. "A little help?" she asked, turning her unzipped back towards Alison.
Alison leaned forward, her eyes mere inches from Renee's bare back. Renee always had a year round tan, even in the dead of winter. Alison envied Renee's flawless skin and wished to run her hands up and down her back. She zipped up the corset, fighting against her own desires.
When Renee turned around, Alison was awestruck. The enchanting black lingerie accented her body with lace at the top and wide bands that crisscrossed down the front. Shiny hardware details made her almost sparkle in the light from certain angles. With the way the tight garment pushed up her breasts she was the 'bad-girl' fantasy that would have any man on their knees begging to worship her.
"So, how does it look?"
"Sexy," Alison whispered.
Renee smiled at Alison then turned around again. "Okay, lets see if the babydoll looks better. Unzip me."
Alison pulled the zipper down slowly, loving the sight of Renee's bare skin being freed to the open air. Renee turned around, her bare chest directly in front of Alison. Alison quickly grabbed the babydoll and held it up to Renee, accidentally grazing the smooth skin of her flat stomach.
"Hold on," Renee said. "I want to see how it looks with just my panties on."
"Are you serious?" Alison protested.
"Yes! Would you wear this for a sexy man with a pair of jeans on? I didn't think so. Now stop being such a prude!"
Renee disposed of her boots and unzipped her jeans with her back facing Alison. Alison's heart felt like it was about to burst out of her chest as Renee shimmied out of her jeans, exposing her black thong panties. Alison was entranced by Renee's unintentional strip show.
"I love your ass," Alison whispered.
"Huh?"
"Nothing!" Alison couldn't believe she'd said that out loud.
Renee turned around, her mostly nude body encroaching into Alison's space. "Look at you! You're blushing!"
"I am not!"
"Yes you are! You're embarrassed that you think my ass is hot!"
"I'm just a little bit jealous of your ass, that's all."
"That's okay. I'm jealous of your boobs. I've seen the way guys look at you. Hell, just today I've seen wandering eyes staring at your chest as we were walking through the mall."
Alison's face was beet red, completely flustered. Her breasts were above average but not too big. Most would consider 'the girls' her body's best trait. Personally, she felt her long brown hair, full lips, and bright blue eyes were better attributes. "Yea, well I've seen guys looking at your ass the same way. I'd gladly trade my boobs for your butt. At least then I wouldn't have to worry about finding a bra that fits."
"No. You would be trying to find a pair of jeans that fit."
Alison laughed. "Let's just agree to disagree."
Renee smirked as she took the babydoll from Alison's hand then slipped it over her head. The red satin fabric glided down her body to her navel, leaving silhouettes of her pert breasts underneath. The burning sensation within Alison returned with a vengeance. She'd never felt this way before -- at least not towards another woman. Her own nipples hardened and she felt a pleasant twinge radiating between her thighs. Alison realized Renee was turning her on in ways she never imagined.
"Well?" Renee said, displaying her body proudly in the lingerie.
"It's... very hot! You look amazing in it. Definitely get this one."
Renee turned to face the mirror and examined herself. Smiling, she pushed her breasts together, making a valley of cleavage visible to Alison in the mirror. When Renee bent over for a better look, Alison had no where to look that wasn't part of Renee's sexy body.
"I think this will do nicely, don't you agree?" Renee asked over her shoulder.
By the time Renee turned around Alison had already opened the dressing room door and bolted outside into the lobby. It was too much. Her pulse raced, her body trembled. What had come over her in there? She felt like a complete idiot. Why couldn't she let these feelings go?
It was all because of that damn promise!
"Hey, are you alright?" Renee asked, putting her hand on Alison's shoulder.
"Yea, I'm fine. I just needed some fresh air."
"Okay," Renee smiled. "Let's get out of here. How about we get some lunch? I'll let you pick where we go."
"I'd like that. How do you feel about Italian food?"