The Black Lingerie, Part Seven

“Jeez, what time is it?”

Erin yawned and glanced at the alarm clock. Her eyes widened in surprise and she said, “Judging by the sun being up, I say it was two in the afternoon.”

“Holy cow,” Ashley said, sitting up in bed. She was dressed in her sleep clothes, having finally gotten dressed around three this morning.

“Yeah,” Erin agreed, throwing the covers back and hopping out of bed. She, too, was dressed again. Stretching, she said, “I can’t believe Mom didn’t come to check on us.”

“She might have.” Ashley said, getting out of bed, “I don’t know about you but when I finally fell asleep, I was out.”

“That was about four this morning.”

“That late?”

“Yeah,” Erin said.

“Crazy.”

“No, last night was crazy.” Erin said, grinning, “I had so much fun.”

“Me, too.”

“Did you visit Natty?”

“No. Too tired, I guess,” She said, “You?”

“The same.”

“Hope she didn’t miss us.”

Remembering the email she had sent, Erin turned her computer on. When it booted up, she opened her email account. She had a message from Melanie and one from an address she didn’t recognize.

Ashley came over to read over her shoulder as she clicked on the message from Melanie:

Thank you so much for your email! I tried what you said and it worked!! I couldn’t believe it! Felt really stupid for never trying it myself. The look on Becky’s face when the door opened… I can never thank you enough. You have given us hope. She cried when she saw the stars but they were tears of joy. I cried, too. We just held each other, wept like little girls.

“They went outside,” Ashley said, looking at Erin. She looked as excited as Erin felt. She couldn’t wait to tell Natty the news.

Would you like to get in touch? I have so many questions. Maybe we can help each other. Moral support, if nothing else. I tried talking about it with my parents but they thought I was crazy. Made me see a shrink, put me on medication. I don’t think adults can see the place of locked doors.

My phone number is at the bottom of this email. Please contact me if you want.

Oh, I forwarded your email to another girl who contacted me through the website. I should have asked your permission but I was too excited. I sent the email before I thought about it. Sorry.

Erin found a sticky note and jotted down Melanie’s number, then closed the email. The other message must be from the girl Melanie had forwarded her message to. Curious to know who the girl was, Erin opened the message.

My name is Carmen Meta and you are my new favorite person. Melanie forwarded me an email from you. I couldn’t believe it was that simple but I tried it. When the doors opened, I cried like a baby. For five years now, I’ve watched my best friend slowly go crazy in a room that used to be her bedroom. I saw the real girl who I loved like a sister for the first time in a long time last night. She has this infectious smile you are helpless to not return. I saw it last night and it was beautiful.

You are forever in my heart Ebrolin2002. I’ve put my contact information below. I’d love to thank you properly.

Erin couldn’t swallow around the knot in her throat, tears slipping down her cheeks. She glanced at Ashley and saw her wiping her own eyes. Offering her hand, she was glad when her friend took it. She added Carmen’s name and number to the sticky note, then closed her email account.

“Should we call them?” Erin asked.

“Can we get some breakfast first? I’m starving.”

“Good idea,”

They went downstairs and put together a breakfast of cereal and banana, adding orange juice as an after thought. Erin’s mother was in the kitchen and made a point of looking at the clock on the wall.

“Late night?” She asked.

“A little bit,” Erin said, expecting a lecture. Her mother loved to lecture. She should have been a public speaker.

“Heard you giggling through the wall,” her mother said, sipping her coffee.

“Sorry.”

“Finish your breakfast,” her mother said, going back to her newspaper.

Ashley glanced at Erin, raised her eyebrows questioningly. Erin was as lost as she was, couldn’t figure the lack of lecture from her mother. She shrugged, finished her banana.

The hunger sated, the girls retired upstairs. Erin pulled the phone in front of her, placed a call to Melanie. Ashley put her ear to the ear piece so she could hear, too.

“Hello?”

“Hi is this Melanie?”

“Um, yeah.” the voice on the other end of the line said, “Who is this?”

“My name is Erin,” Erin said, “You might know me as Ebrolin2002.”

“Oh my God!” Melanie said, excitedly, “It’s you!”

“Um, yeah.” Erin said, with a nervous little laugh.

“Sorry,” Melanie said, “I got a little excited there.”

“It’s okay. Not the usual greeting I get. I kind of like it.”

Melanie gave a self conscious laugh, “Anyway, I’m so glad you called. I wanted to thank you so much for your email. It meant so much to me and to Becky.”

“I’m glad I could help.”

“You did. Immensely.”

“Good,” Erin said, then, “You helped me, too. My friend Natty was afraid of leaving the house, said she didn’t want to push her luck with the warden. You and Becky really went outside?”

“Yeah, we did.” Melanie said, emotion creeping into her voice. It sounded like she was trying not to cry when she went on, “To see her light up like that… I saw my friend, again. Standing in the cool night air brought her back, put the shine back in her eyes.”

Erin swallowed hard, tears of her own welling in her eyes.

“God, I wish I could give you a hug, shake your hand. Something. You just don’t know… I don’t even know you but… God, I can’t find the words to say what I feel!”

“It’s okay.” Erin said, “I think I understand.”

“I love you for what you’ve given back to Becky and me. I don’t even know a thing about you but its true. You will always have a place in my heart.”

The tears came and Erin felt embarrassed by the girl’s words, “I’m flattered, but I haven’t done that much.”

“You have, you have.” Melanie insisted, then took a deep breath, “Becky was more than a friend. Oh, God, I can’t believe I’m telling you this. We were lovers.”

“Oh,” Erin said, shocked.

“No one knew,” She sobbed, then gave a sad little laugh, “You are the first to know about us.”

“I- I don’t know what to say,”

“It’s okay. I just wanted you to know. Now you know why you email meant so much to me. Becky is not just a friend, or even my best friend. Well, she was those things, but she was also my soulmate.”

“I’m so sorry,”

“You see,” Melanie said, “You don’t need to be. Something magical happened under the stars. I haven’t lost my lover.”

Erin blinked, realizing what she was saying.

“We have a strange long distance relationship,” Melanie laughed, “but I think it will work if we try.”

“I wish you two the best of luck,” Erin said, wiping a tear from her cheek.

“Thank you. For everything.” She said, then, “Can we keep in touch? Share information? I’m sure we can learn a lot from each other.”

“I’d like that.”

“Good! Listen, I have to go, but call me anytime.”

“Bye, Melanie.”

“Bye, Erin.”

——————————————————–

“I missed you last night.”

Natty was sitting on the couch, a bottle of Coke in one hand. She wore a short nightie and panties, her long legs bare and tucked beneath her. She smiled at Erin when she sat down beside of her.

“Ashley and I had a late night,” Erin said, then before she got the wrong idea, “We raided your secret closet, took all of the lingerie. Spent hours trying to stuff it all in the hiding spot in my closet.”

“I see.” Natty laughed.

“We tried a bunch of the outfits on.” Erin said, then told her about the impromptu photo shoot.

“I wish I could have seen them,” Natty said, then smiled, “Oh, your friend Ashley is a peach. She came to visit me. Did she tell you that?”

“It came up.” Erin grinned at her and winked. Natty got the message and laughed.

“She is a very pretty girl.” Natty said, sipping her Coke.

“She is.”

“You two haven’t fooled around?”

“Um, no.”

“Hmmm… “

“What?”

“Why not?”

“I-” Erin said, then, “I don’t know. This is all still new to me.”

“But you do find her attractive,”

It wasn’t a question so she didn’t need to answer it. Natty was right of course. She did find Ashley attractive but probably wouldn’t act on it. Hell, she couldn’t even say for sure if she’d actually fool around with a girl in real life. These are things she was still working to figure out.

Natty changed the subject, said, “Did you ever get rid of the pictures?”

“Of Ashley and me,” Erin said, “Um, no. We kept the SD card in the hiding place.”

Frowning, Natty asked, “What is an SD card?”

“Oh, sorry.” Erin laughed at her oversight, “Cameras these days can store an image on a…”

She realized the fifty year technology gap between them would make it really difficult to explain. It would be easier if she could just show her, but, unfortunately, that wasn’t possible. Then she blinked, remembering the angel costume she had thought into reality. She was pretty sure such an outfit hadn’t existed in the Sixties.

Could I imagine my camera here, she wondered, or, better yet, my laptop?

It was worth a shot.

Closing her eyes, she pictured her laptop and camera sitting on the coffee table. There was a weird disturbance in the air, like air rushing out of a sealed container. Her ears popped. She heard Natty gasp in surprise and she opened her eyes. Her eyes widened when she saw the computer and camera on the coffee table, just like she had imagine it in her mind.

“Holy shit,” Erin said, laughing, “It worked!”

“What are those things?” Natty asked, looking from Erin to the electronics that had appeared out of thin air. Her beautiful eyes were wide in shock, fear pinching her face.

“Sorry, I should have warned you I was going to try that,” Erin said, giving her a sheepish grin,”I imagined my computer and camera here and it worked.”

“Camera? Computer?” Natty said, skeptically, “I saw a computer once in a book. It took up a whole room.”

“You can set one on your lap these days.” Erin said, doing just that. She pushed the power button, not sure what to expect. This place had rules and she wasn’t privy to most of them. Bringing the laptop and camera here might be possible but that didn’t mean they would work, or work properly. She doubted she’d be able to check her email or surf the web, but she hoped to access her memory card.

A grin popped up on her face as it turned on and started booting up. Natty looked at the screen with wide eyed wonder. Her child like amazement was endearing and Erin gave her hand a reassuring squeeze.

“This is incredible,” Natty said, laughing in delight.

“It gets better.”

Erin closed her eyes and imagined the SD card from the closet hiding place. It appeared in her hand and she showed it to Natty, “This little thing can hold a thousand pictures on it.”

“Really?” Natty said, “That can’t be true! It is so small.”

Grinning, Erin plugged the memory card into laptop and opened her photos. She had about three hundred saved on it and Natty gasped when she saw all of them. Selecting the ones from last night, Erin started a slide show of the lingerie fashion show. Setting the computer on Natty’s lap, she went to the kitchen and got a Coke from the fridge. She opened it and leaned against the archway between the kitchen and the living room to watch Natty’s expression each time a new photo popped up.

“Look at you two,” Natty said, glancing at her, “So cute.”

“Your lingerie fits like a dream.”

“It is your lingerie now.” She said, patting her thigh,”It does seem to fit you both very nicely. Very flattering, if you know what I mean.”

“Yeah, I got you.”

“Oh, there goes the clothes!” She said, laughing at Erin and Ashley posing naked, “Now, that is the picture. Look at you two, hugging.”

“That should be the last of them.” Erin said, joining her on the couch. She took the computer from Natty, closed the image folder.

“This is truly a magical machine,” Natty said, grinning, “Thank you for sharing the pictures with me. You two looked beautiful.”

Erin smile, pulled the memory card from the computer and grabbed the Cyber Shot camera. It was about the size of a pack of cigarettes, way smaller than any camera Natty had ever seen. She powered it on and let it warm up. Like the computer, it started with no problems. Putting the memory card into the camera, she turned to Natty and took her picture. The girl gasped at the flash of light and the sound of the shutter working. She turned the camera around so Natty could see the view finder.

“That is neat,” she said, laughing.

Taking the SD card out, she plugged it into the computer and opened the image she had just taken. A startled Natty appeared on the screen. No distortions or ghost images like pictures of ghosts should have. Just a scantily clad young girl, sexy and surprised.

“I’m on the screen!” Natty laughed, “I love it!”

“I’m glad.” Erin said, smiling at her enthusiasm. The technology was common place for her but must seem mind blowing to Natty.

“How did you know you could do that?” Natty asked, looking at the computer, “Wish for you computer?”

“Remember my angel costume?”

“It was hard to forget.” Natty grinned, then it dawned on her, “Oh. Brilliant!”

“Brilliant, nah. Clever, at best,” Erin said, “Besides, I wasn’t completely sure it would work. Like you said, this place has rules, most of which we still don’t know.”

“I- we know a lot more now than I ever figured out on my own thanks to you.” Natty said, smiling at her, “So can the modesty.”

Erin laughed, “Fine, I’m a genius.”

“Now don’t get carried away,” Natty teased, grinning.

“I did learn a few things about this place.” Erin said.

“Oh? Like what?”

“I learned you aren’t the only one stuck in a sort of limbo.”

“Not the only one? What do you mean?”

“I met a girl on the internet who has a friend in a similar situation as you. She was locked in the basement where she overdosed. She couldn’t open the door or the window to her confinement.”

“Sounds familiar,” Natty said, then, “What is the internet?”

“Umm, that is a hard one to explain. It is like phone lines and switch boards but for computers. It allows people to connect at great distances, share pictures and video. You can look up information on just about everything under the sun.”

“Oh,” Natty laughed, “I guess it isn’t important. Tell me more about this girl in the basement.”

Erin told her about the video and about sending her an email. It was comical trying to explain email to her but Erin thought she understood enough to understand the story. She went on to tell her about the phone call to Melanie.

Natty looked close to tears, just as Ashley and Erin had been.

“I’ve saved the best for last,” Erin said, taking her hand, “but I want to show you rather than tell you.”

“Okay.”

“Close your eyes and follow me.”

Erin waited until she had her eyes closed, then led her around the living room and kitchen, meandering so Natty would lose track of her location in the house. After a few minutes, when Natty was beginning to ask what they were doing, she led her to the back door. Natty frowned when the night air hit her face and bare skin but she let Erin lead her three more steps. She gasped when her feet hit wood and she knew she was outside.

Her eyes sprung open in the gloom and she looked over shoulder at the open door, then down at the deck.

Finally, she looked at Erin, who was grinning at her.

“I’m outside,” she said, wonder in her voice.

“Melanie had said she and Becky went outside. I knew you would be safe.” Erin said, putting a hand on her friend’s shoulder. Not satisfied, Natty hugged her, squeezed the breath out of her in excitement.

“I’m outside!” she said, spinning them so she could look around, “the backyard! It looks just like I remembered.”

Her elation rubbed off on Erin, lifted her spirits. Tears slipped down her cheeks at the joy in Natty’s eyes.

“The breeze,” she said, laughing, “the breeze feels incredible on my skin. Can you feel it?”

“I can,” Erin laughed.

Natty pulled back far enough to kiss her, a deep and lingering kiss, “Thank you for this. Thank you.”

“Thank Melanie,” Erin said, “She is the one who told me it could be done.”

“Well, thank her for me.”

“I will,” she said, making a mental note to send the girl an email tomorrow.

“This is amazing.” She said, then looked down at herself and giggling, “I can’t believe I am outside in this outfit. In life, I’d never of dreamed it. Nosy neighbors that couldn’t mind their own business.”

“That much hasn’t changed,” Erin said, thinking of her other neighbor- not Ashley. She couldn’t go into the backyard without the old bat looking out her window.

She looked at the old bitty’s house, dark now. Frowning, she wondered how far this place stretched. Were there boundaries, limits or was this a replica of the real world. If she started walking, could she make it to the ocean? The edge of town? The block?

“We could fool around right here on the deck and no one would know,” Natty said, laughing in delight.

Erin had to smile, thinking about Melanie and Becky. It would seem they had come to the same conclusion. Looking up at the half moon and the twinkling stars, Erin saw the appeal of being outside. It was romantic, primitive.

Natty was looking at her, a slow smile spreading on her face. She pressed against Erin, her lean body warm and soft against hers. Her arms went around Erin’s neck and her lips met hers. Kissing her back, Erin held her close. That had to break the kiss to come up for air, the night suddenly much warmer than before.

“Wow,” Erin husked.

Laughing, Natty led her to a padded deck lounger. Erin stretched out beside her and their lips met again. Unlike the other times they fooled around, Erin was the bold on, her hands slipping down Natty’s flat belly and between her thighs. The girl opened her legs to let her rub her soft sex, moaning into her kiss. She rolled onto her back and Erin moved between her thighs. With brief but passionate kiss, she pulled the nightie up so she could kiss Natty’s breasts and tease the nipples until they darkened with blood and stood rigid.

She scooted lower, kissed Natty’s girlhood through the sheer panties she wore. Hooking her fingers in the waistband, she tugged at them until Natty lifted her butt off the chair. The thin underwear slid down her long legs and off. Natty left her legs in the air, grinning between them at Erin. She cupped her small breasts and wriggled her hips invitingly.

Lowering her mouth to the folds of her sex, she let her tongue flick back and forth against the tender clit. Natty moaned, her hips beginning to sway. Erin put a finger in her mouth, then glanced at the girl. Nodding, Natty bit her lip. Gently, she eased the finger into the hot, slick core of the girl, felt the strong muscles grip her. Natty moaned again, her fingers grasping the edge of the cushion.

Erin watched her facial expression in the moonlight as she thrust the finger in and out of her dripping wet pussy. Her eyes were closed and her mouth slack, a look of pure enjoyment pulling at her features.

Her breathing became fast and shallow, her hips gyrating faster and faster against Erin’s hand. Moans became sharp cries of ecstasy as Erin increased her pace. Her back arched repeatedly and she had a death grip on the chair cushion.

Watching her, Erin realized she wanted to feel pleasure like that, wanted to know what it felt like to feel fingers thrusting in and out of her. Did she want it enough to suffer through the pain of losing her virginity?

“Oh, oh. OHH!” Natty said, her body trying to escape the building tension. Not letting up, Erin pushed her over the edge into the sweet oblivion of her orgasm. The girl cried out, her body spasming out of control.

Erin grinned at her, crawled up to give her a welcomed kiss. Natty put an arm around her neck, held the kiss until they were both out of breath. Holding her tighter, the girl rolled them until Natty was on top of Erin. She grinned down at her.

“You are getting more comfortable with this,” she said, giving her a sweet, slow kiss. Her body weight was pleasant as she lay atop Erin.

“I guess I am,” Erin admitted, still a little surprised at how easily she has taken to fooling around with girls.

“Good,” Natty said, kissing her, “I want you to keep coming around.”

Her weight lifted off Erin and she pulled her into a sitting position. The t-shirt she had worn to bed was pulled over her head and tossed aside. The cool night air caressed her bare breasts and she shivered deliciously. She shivered again when she remembered she was outside, naked save for a pair of cotton panties. Her eyes went to her nosy neighbor’s window but, of course, she wasn’t watching. This place was devoid of an audience and the chance of being caught.

It was still exciting.

Leaving little damp lip prints on her skin, Natty kissed her all over. She was very aroused by the time she hooked her fingers in the waistband of her panties and tugged them off her hips and down her legs.

“Did it hurt?” She asked, without knowing she had intended to, “Your first time?”

“A little.” Natty said, the frown on her face just visible in the moonlight, “Why do you ask? Oh.”

She must have picked up on Erin’s thoughts because she gently spread her labia and caressed the thin membrane of her hymen. Her eyes found Erin’s in the dark and she said, “Are you sure you want to do this? There is no going back.”

Erin hesitated, then said, “I think so.”

“I want you to be sure,” Natty said.

“I am. I’m just a little scared,” Erin said, laughing nervously.

“If you are sure, I’ll go upstairs and get my toy.” Natty said, standing up. Erin nodded, giving her a smile.

Left alone, Erin began to have second thoughts. What was she doing? She was about to lose her virginity to another girl. More startling was she was going to lose it at twelve. So young.

“What am I thinking?” She said, out loud.

Then again, she had already gone so far. The things she had done with Natty… At this point, her hymen was just some skin, had lost some of its meaning. Was she really still a virgin, anyway? Then there was the look on Natty’s face when she thrust her fingers inside of her. She wanted to know that pleasure.

When Natty appeared with a bottle of oil and her glass dildo, Erin took a deep breath and pushed her doubts aside. She wanted this.

Besides, this was just a dream, she thought, I’ll still be a virgin in the real world. Right? Technically?

Natty joined her on the lounger, gave her a quick but heated kiss. As she became aroused again, Erin’s doubts faded away. She watched as Natty moved between her spread legs. The girl squeezed some oil into her palm, rubbed it to warm it. Gently, she caressed her girlhood, then oiled the narrow shaft of the toy. It gleamed in the moonlight, looked like some magical object.

She met Erin eyes, looked for permission. Taking a deep breath, Erin nodded.

The dildo was smooth and cool when it pressed against her skin. There was pressure against the fragile skin and she bit her lip when it hurt a little. The toy met resistance and she pressed harder.

“Oww,” Erin said, her fingers digging into the lounger cushion. She was beginning to think it wouldn’t work when a sharp pain hit her. Her hymen gave and the dildo slipped an inch inside of her. She gasped in pain and surprise, raising up on her elbows to see. Even in the gloom, she could see it disappear between the folds of her sex.

“That was the hard part,” Natty said, soothingly. She caressed Erin’s thighs, not moving the dildo, “It is in.”

Natty gently pushed the toy deeper into her. Her pussy flooded with her juices, easing the way. She moaned, shivered at the feel of it moving inside of her. It felt incredible, drew a moan from her.

“Is this okay?” Natty asked, moving the toy in and out slowly.

“Yeah,” Erin moaned, watching her thrust the dildo into her. Her torn skin stung a little but it felt too good to stop.

Leaning forward, Natty gave her a tender kiss, the toy never stopping. The slow pace was delicious, awoke the desire deep inside of her. Her hips writhed, pulling the fake penis deeper with each counter thrust.

“God, that feels so good,” Erin moaned, “Faster.”

Natty grinned and the thrusting gained speed. The glass winked in the moonlight, only to disappear again. Each time it disappeared, it sent a wave of pleasure crashing through Erin. Her little sounds of enjoyment grew louder. The slight pinch of her ruptured hymen was the last thing on her mind.

Lowering her mouth to Erin’s tender bud, Natty teased it with her tongue. The one-two punch of the thrusting dildo and her able tongue was mind-blowing. Erin lost control of her body as it writhed in ecstasy.

Her cries filled the quiet night.

“Don’t stop,” she breathed, feeling the tension creep into her body. Her fingers dug into the cushion, her body trying to back away from the intense pleasure working its way through her. She had never felt anything like this. Playing with herself in the shower was a pale comparison to the sensations her body was awash in now.

“I’m coming! Oh shit! Ugh!” she cried, her body exploding with an orgasm to end all orgasms. She collapsed to her back, a jittery, breathless mess. Her heart knocked around her chest like a caged animal. Then came the happy juices and she felt like she was floating on a cloud.

Natty stretched out beside her and Erin pulled her close, gave her a passionate kiss.

“Wow,” Erin said, laughing.

“Intense, isn’t it?”

“I had no idea,” Erin said, grinning at her. Her body was still tingling all over and she stretched like a cat in a sunny spot. She rolled so her stomach was pressed against Natty’s side and put her head on her shoulder. Her warmth was nice in the cool night air, the smell of her comforting. After a moment, she said, “I’m glad it was you.”

Natty kissed the top of her head and gave her a squeeze, “Thanks for letting me be a part of it.”

Continue to Part Eight

5 Responses to The Black Lingerie, Part Seven

  1. Fur says:

    Remember the plot point here about the pics being on the memory card. You say latter on that the next set of stories the message left in the journal didn’t show up.

    In the next story the card is in the computer. Just some things to think on for your plot line connectors and I do want to hear more about these other people that are trapped please don’t forget them.

  2. ebo says:

    No spoilers, but you should check out Black Lingerie Chronicles, Part Four coming June 30th to this site.

  3. Fur says:

    Look forward to it very much!!!!!!!!

  4. Minnona Derice says:

    I remember that moment well @ 14 her fingers no toys and the pain was not that bad. The joy and surrender was amazing. I think you did a nice touch with this and it seriously had to be the next step for Erin.

  5. Lex says:

    Have you thought about telling Melanie and Becky’s story? I would read that.

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