Jennifer has Samantha pick the costume

Jen looked at all the outfits spread over her bed indecisively. She was already feeling hot just thinking about Sam in them.

“I don’t know…” she mulled, eyes darting from one sexy outfit to another. “I can’t decide. You pick!”

Sam smirked. She figured it was too much for her friend to process, so gathered up the pile and walked out the room. “I’ll be right back…” she teased seductively. “You wait here.”

Jen climbed onto her bed and sat up, crossed legged like an eager student, anxiously anticipating the big reveal. She had a giddy, energetic grin on her face as she waited for her reward to arrive.

Sam took her costumes into the bathroom. She was also feeling the thrill of anticipation. For as long as she’d worked at the comic shop, she had outright refused to cosplay. The very idea of dressing up felt like she was selling out to pop culture by aggrandizing their brands. Plus she didn’t like the idea of the guys at the shop having pictures of her in slutty clothes. However, with {nick things were different}. They got to play in their own secret wrestling world where Sam could be and do things without fear of judgement. This extended to dressing up as characters she would otherwise openly mock.

Sam did have an outfit in mind that she had wanted to try out though. It was themed after her favorite comic book character; Catwoman. She idolized the DC villainess/anti-hero’s seductive yet noncommittal attitude and even wore her hair short as a reflection of her alter ego, Selina Kyle.

Sam dug out the catsuit from the cosplay pile and held it out. Her heart started thumping as she ripped it open. This was for keeps; she wouldn’t be able to refund this outfit. The package included a cat mask with cat goggles, plastic tipped clawed gloves and a full bodysuit with a front zipper. Sam quickly got naked and slipped the catsuit on. It was like putting on pantyhose because the suit included foot covering and it was a stretchy spandex material. As Sam pulled the outfit on, she realized that it was tight and conformed to her body. The waist belt seemed almost unnecessary. Once she had the arms on, she checked herself in the mirror. Under the bathroom light,she could make out her naked body underneath the stretched out fabric. This gave her a moment of dread, then relief that she’d only be showing it off to Jen.

Sam felt the costume hugging her entire body, back, front top and definitely bottom. She had bought a small version, but was starting to think it may be too small. Then again, as she continued to check herself out in the mirror, she had to admit that it was really form fitting her body in a flattering way. She zipped the front of the suit up halfway so that it squeezed her tits together. She primped the collar of the suit and admired her now accentuated figure, wondering if there was a way she could introduce this into her regular attire.

She put on the mask and gloves and marveled at her likeness to the comic character. She even purred to herself, feeling like the real catwoman. Her heart was racing as she felt a surge of wild and dangerous energy. She wished she had a whip to complete the look and maybe proper boots. She made a mental note to shop for some later, then had to remind herself that Jennifer was waiting for her so she wouldn’t spend the rest of the night in front of the mirror. Right now, she wanted to show off her outfit to her friend.

Jennifer sat on her bed impatiently. She knew it would take Sam a while to get changed, but she still couldn’t wait. She was tempted to tip toe over to the bathroom and sneak a peek, but that would ruin the big reveal, so she waited with every ounce of patience she could muster. Finally, after a few agonizing minutes, she heard Sam call out from outside.

“Ready?”

“Uh huh…” she replied with a crack in her voice. For some reason she was nervous. She had fooled around with Sam plenty of times, so this shouldn’t be any different, but she’d never had someone else dress up for her like this and it made her feel special.

Sam started the reveal slowly. She slipped her arm in and clawed at the back of the door.

“Oh!” Jen reacted, already trying to figure out what the cosplay was.

Sam opened the door so that her silhouette filled the doorway. Jen looked on in stunned silence. The cat ears were a big tip off to the cosplay identity. Sam smirked and leaned back against the doorframe seductively. Jen could now make out the outfit and recognized it instantly. Sam lit up internally, seeing the recognition in Jen’s eyes.

“Like what you see?” she murmured with cool confidence.

“Uh… huh…”

Sam stepped inside and closed the door behind her, then sauntered over towards Jen. Each step waved her hips from side to side. Jen felt a lump in her throat when she realized she could partially see through Sam’s catsuit. Sam saw this realization and felt even more turned on. Jen was frozen under Sam’s spell, so the cosplayer climbed onto the bed and moved right up to her friend. Jen stared at Sam’s cleavage as it swung from side to side, then looked up to meet her feline companion face to face.

Sam kissed Jen and leaned her back into her bed. Jen laid down and let Sam undress her. Sam was feeling empowered, directing the scene. She traced her clawed fingers over Jen’s naked body. Jen trembled with excitement, feeling the hard plastic pressing into her skin.

“This kitty wants to lick…” Sam told her.

“Oh.. OK…” Jen responded meekly, automatically parting her legs.

Sam smiled and slunk down to drink her creamy milk.

Jen moaned softly as she felt Sam’s warm tongue over her tender pussy. She looked over to see catwoman going down on her and felt a surrealness to it all. As the moment hit her, so did her arousal. She started grinding her hips into Samantha’s face, feeling her friend’s lips and tongue digging into her folds. Soon she was panting heavily as Sam hungrily ate her out. The cosplay and seductiveness, on top of the mental high from passing her practice exam, sent Jen careening towards the edge. She held Sam’s head and pressed it against her harder, moaning loudly now. Sam started licking harder. Finally, Jen’s eyes opened wide, she gripped Sam tightly and let out a cry of ecstasy! She was thankful her roommates were out tonight.

Sam took a moment to lick and kiss Jen’s lower body before she poked her head up to see the satisfied look on her friend’s face. Jen pulled her up to kiss some more. They happily made out as Jen unzipped Samantha’s body suit. She tugged down while maintaining their liplock, but it wouldn’t go all the way down. She tugged harder, but it clung to Sam’s now sweaty body.

“Gr…” she grumbled cutely, breaking up their kiss so she could get her girlfriend naked.

Samantha giggled and helped peel herself out of the costume. Seeing Jen horny and frustrated was so endearing to her. She wriggled out of the skin tight suit, feeling the relief of cool air brushing against her bare skin. It electrified her. Jen pounced on her and started kissing all over her body. Sam writhed in the bed and started to take off her mask.

“No!” Jen stopped her. “Keep on it!”

“Oooh…” Sam giggled. Jen grinned back and rawred before laying into her prey.

Sam gasped as Jen eagerly gorged on her pussy. She wondered if she had awakened something in her with the cosplay. They went into a sixty-nine position and ate each other out, then pulled out Jen’s toys to use on each other. The rest of the night became a wild sex party of two!