1. Fun Times, Prologue, Part 1


    Date: 9/7/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: Hogwash, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    a moron without a future. His greatest goal in life is to play 'college ball', as he puts it. He will never leave this town. I am 'with' Tommy because he is almost as horny and kinky as I am. I would absolutely LOVE it if you would let me set you up with Tommy." "Really?" Carrie looked surprised, and then doubtful. "But I'm not ... beautiful. Like you." Kim put her hands on Carrie's shoulders and pulled back so she could examine Carrie's expression to see if she was serious. "What?" Carrie objected. "Why are you looking at me like that?" "And here I thought Tommy was the dummy," Kim muttered under her breath. "Nothing, nothing," Kim said quickly as Carrie started to inquire as to what Kim had said. Kim stood up and taking Carrie's hands in her own, drew her friend to her feet. "OK." She stood next to Carrie in front of the full length mirror and whipped her own tank top off. "Get out of those clothes. Now!" Kim commanded. Carrie blinked in surprise, but soon she and Kim were both standing in front of the mirror in their bras and panties. Kim was elegant and sexy in a black lingerie set with thong panties and a small bra that accentuated her breasts and barely covered her nipples. In her heels she was just about Carrie’s height. She looked like a million bucks. Carrie was in yellow cotton panties with little hearts around the elastic band and a light blue sports bra. She wore white athletic sox and a pair of off white running shoes. "Thank God we are the same size, just ...
    about, because that is the god awfullest underwear I have EVER seen!" Kim exclaimed. Seeing Carrie's face crumple, Kim started again. "What I mean is, even in that awful, awful underwear, you are still prettier than me." After much protestation, many objections, most of an hour and no small amount of tears the girls were back again in front of the mirror. Kim was dressed the same as she had been although she had changed into her second best pair of heels. Carrie, on the other hand, was transformed. Her blonde hair was pulled to one side and held back with a bobby pin, her underwear had been replaced with lavender silk panties and matching bra, both trimmed in black. The bra was a size too small, and Carrie’s breasts bulged fetchingly over the top. She was wearing a pair of elegant black kitten heels (Kim's best pair of shoes) and sexy thigh high silk stockings. Kim had done her makeup expertly, and Carrie was simply radiant. Carrie stared at herself in the mirror. "Oh. My. God." Kim giggled. "I told you, girl. You are one sexy beast." Carrie's face fell again. "But I don't have any of these … type of ... clothes. I can look like this now, but if cannot match this, I cannot afford ..." She was silenced by an elegant finger across her lips. "Oh be quiet. You think I'm going to release you to Tommy in those old things? Not a chance. When he sees you he is going to be begging for the opportunity to be your first." Carrie stared at her friend. "Are you serious?" "Yes. About what? The ...