Iris Comes Around To The Idea of Going

Iris couldn’t wait for the show to end. Between Christina usurping her at the booth with her new confidence and the unusually revealing dress for her, and the phantom alluring touches across her body distracting her she felt unusually awkward. And aroused.

The crowd was thinning fast, the show was supposed to end in 10 minutes. Looking around seeing no one watching Iris ran a finger along the seams of her cleavage. It felt great, as Iris slumped her shoulders and relaxed enjoying the feel of her fingers running along her breasts. And the cool air penetrating beneath the skin tight fabric.

Recomposing herself she gazed around wondering why she hadn’t felt cold all night as typically happened in these skimpy dresses in large convention centres. If anything she had been feeling hot, and increasingly flush. A thought about masturbating crossed her mind.

She needed to get out of this dress and get a drink. Then figure out how she would take Christina down a notch. Make her pay for tonight.

As the final minutes of the show dragged on Iris became increasingly aware of her checking Christina out. Every time she looked away she consciously fought the urge to take one more look, see if her ass was as spectacularly round and perfect as she glimpsed. Or see if her breasts sat firm and full with the perfect touch of sag.

At one point Iris got frustrated as she felt herself blushing after Christina looked back at her as she watched Christina bend over, her dress riding up just enough to give a glimpse of the two crescents of her ass cheeks meeting below its hem line.

Everything was going quiet. “Christina, Iris..” Tula was calling them both over, envelopes in hand.

Iris couldn’t understand why but once again she found her eyes drawn to Christina as they both approached Tula. Iris could swear she felt her breasts being groped as she did so.

“Thank you ladies for another fine show. Here are your cheques, and maybe I’ll see you both later.” Tula hurriedly addressed the girls looking around as a couple of guys began disassembling the booth. He knew he didn’t have to tell them why he quickly disappeared, this was all the regular motions of a show.

Grabbing their things from where they were stashed they both began the quiet walk to the washroom to join the other assorted girls changing out of their dresses and washing off their make up hastily before bailing to a more relaxed wardrobe function.

“Hey Iris.” Christy called calmly, usually by this point of a show Iris would be casually strolling smiling at how quickly Christina had taken off to try avoiding her. Oddly this time she walked in stride just a few feet over. “Iris…”

“What.” Iris was in a mood, she couldn’t figure it out but all her thoughts were in a torrent she couldn’t make any sense of.

“Sorry about what I said earlier. It was uncalled for, I do hope you join us at the bar later.” Christy held out a card towards Iris, seemingly sincerely inviting the former bane of her existence to join her.

Iris reached out and took the card. “I’ll think about…” Before Iris could finish replying Christy had wrapped herself around Iris in a warm hug. Iris felt her heart skip a beat, she felt even flusher and her arousal skyrocketed. She was torn between just hugging back, attempting to make out and feel Christina up, or… Iris struggled out of the hug, and needed to bolt.

“I’m sorry. I gotta get going.” Iris awkwardly stated picking up her pace rushing off to the washroom.

Christy smiled. She could sense the confusion and arousal she was causing Iris. She couldn’t wait to see her show up later, Iris would be understanding her growing sexual desires soon enough. Christy licked her lips as she watched Iris hustle to the washroom. She had no doubt Iris would be visiting her.

As Christy entered the washroom the manufacturing line of women had resumed once more before the mirrors, each one in a state of show model deconstruction. Looking down the line of women Christy smiled as Iris retreated into a stall to change.

Not too far from there Sue struggled to reach her dress zipper, not an uncommon problem.

“Here Sue, let me help you get that off.” Christy offered guiding the auburn haired girl into the stall next to Iris.

Standing behind Sue Christy licked her lips, she could see goosebumps prickling up along her neck as Christy delicately grabbed the collar and pulled it tight, as the zipper trickled down to its end Christy unclipped the collar, sliding her hands under the form fitting dress and peeling it down across Sue's front. Groping Sue's breasts in the process.

Sue leaned back into Christy, exhaling in relief as she felt Christy fondle her C cup breasts gently. “Mmm…”

“They look wonderful.” Christy complemented rolling Sue's hardened nipples between her fingers, landing a few kisses across her neck and bare shoulder.

“They're not as nice as yours.” Sue almost moaned in response as she felt Christy turn her around.

With a gentle kiss Christy pulled her breasts into the exposed V neck and guided Sue to them.

Sue didn’t know what was going on, She had always enjoyed the female form and found herself unwilling to resist Christy’s advances. As she was pulled into the breast she couldn’t help but gaze up at Christy in delight as Christy expressed how sensitive her breasts were as she bit her lip in response to the slightest touch by Sue. Sue kissed her way around them in unbelievable enjoyment, deciding to suck on a nipple at first she didn’t think anything as she thought she felt liquid come out, but quickly got excited as she tasted the sweet seductive breast milk that was lactating into her mouth.

As Sue moaned in delight Christy separated her from her breasts. “That's enough for now. A taste of what's to come later.” Christy promised as Sue once again began to wonder just what she was doing, feeling highly aroused from the small taste of Christy's breast milk she had. She already felt a thirst for more.

Christy gentle tucked her breasts away as she slipped out of the stall. Sue repressed the urge to finger herself, instead hurrying to finish getting changed, excited to go drinking with Christina for an entirely new reason.

Iris was biting into the shirt she had worn here. She had heard everything in the next stall, and was tweaking at her nipples as they popped proudly through her dress. She didn’t wonder what happened to the usually padded uplifting bra that normally prevented her showing hard nipples. She had failed to notice long ago when her dress consumed it removing the obstacle to its corrupting contact with her skin.

All Iris had managed to do since stepping in the stall was remove her thong, when she realized just how wet she was. She was repressing the urge to finger herself as she heard Christy walk another girl into the stall on the other side of Iris.

Iris couldn’t help but squeeze her breasts as she heard the slight moan from the stall next to her. She pressed her head against the stall divider, her mind thinking of why she shouldn’t ask for help with her dress.

She listened closely as Christina made some anecdote about sucking cocks. Iris licked her lips the sudden idea of how nice it’d be to have a cock here as she felt her finger slip up under her dress and between her legs. She heard a gentle moan and wondered just what Christina and whoever it was were doing.

As she gasped at the finger teasing her clit she suddenly began to wonder just what it was she was doing.

Iris looked at the finger wet from her snatch, she couldn't believe she had just slipped her hand up her short dress and touched herself, she wondered why she was finding herself drawn to Christina's body. She licked her juices from the finger starting to contemplate things. As she wondered what the fuck she was doing she felt her breasts being massaged seductively and lost track of her sobering thoughts to the unexpected sensation.

Sue meanwhile was busy adjusting how her bra looked under her top. She half regretted stripping out of the dress but she didn't want to look too dressed up where they were going. As she checked her make up in the mirror she paused for a moment to enjoy the pleasure of Christina's hands fondling her and she kissed her way along Sue's neck. "Not here." Sue giggled in response.

"Sorry?" Latoya asked looking to Sue who wondered where Christy was, she had been in the mirror behind her fooling around just a second ago.

The hustle of girls getting ready to leave quieted as everyone seemed to stop and watch something. In the middle of the room. Sue had to wonder how Christina was so far across the room.

Christy decided not to sideline herself alongside the other women in the stalls, or in front of the mirror. She had helped unzip five of the other models here, each one was eager to come back to her hotel. She could also sense Iris's growing arousal, and smell the increasingly wet pussies around her.

Slowly, and alluringly Christy reached over behind herself. With flexibility the other girls aspired for she unhooked the back of her dress and began slowly and elegantly peeling it down her body. As the room quieted she smiled, it was time to show the room some tits, now that everyone was likely watching.

Christy could swear she heard the room gasp in excitement as she exposed her firm voluptuous E cups, as she rolled her dress down over her hips and ass she bent over to present her perfect ass and show how wonderfully her tits hung beneath her.

Standing upright she gazed around the room smiling at all the attention focused on her. Stepping over to the stall where Iris was hiding she smiled, enjoying how all the eyes were locked on her naked body, her pheromones circulating to all of them.

"Hey Iris!" Christy called knocking on the door a couple times. "Do you need a hand? If you hurry up you can hitch a ride with us to the bar. We'll leave our things in my room."

The shout and knock caused Iris to jump, startling her fearfully back from her euphoric pleasure. Part of her wanted to, pleaded with the rest of her to ask for help with the dress. The rest of her was paranoid that someone would find out what she was doing... Or what she might do if Christina were to help her undress.

"Uh... No... I'm good." Iris couldn't believe she fumbled a simple clear response. She couldn't believe she had declined to have Christina closer.

Turning back to the room Christy smiled as she grabbed her clothes. "So who wants to join us for a night of driving guys crazy?" Christy asked the room to some shouts and laughs. Quickly throwing her shirt on and pulling her jeans up she set to putting the dress away.

Walking up to Sue and Latoya as they finished packing their things she put an arm around each of them. "Ready to head back to the hotel? The other girls are already waiting outside."