(c) copyright [email protected] orginaly posted to alt.lycra may 1995 this document contains adult sexual concepts and language some may find it offencive

Introduction from the Author

Span-dex - n. an elastic fiber, chiefly a synthetic polymer of polyurethane, used in girdles, swimsuits, etc.

Ly-cra - trademark for a spandex fiber or fabric used in underwear, swimwear, athletic apparel, etc.

I have enjoyed erotic stories but have often noticed they seem to have a lack of atmosphere - or atleast the type I prefer. I do not claim to be a good writter so don't send me too many flames, although constructive comments are always appreciated. I realise my grammer is not the best, but I hope you will enjoy the stories I write. Choosing to use less obscenity and more a suductive approach. I have nothing against obscenities, infact I use them stategicaly - i just think that clinicality can be just as effective. Also, this story is written in third person to allow for more than one character's perception.

Part 1

The fire burned humbly beneath the mantle. Without the gentle glow of the flames the room would be in darkness. Lounge chairs always seem to make the better beds, especialy when they are just feet away from a fire on such a cold winter night. She was a young woman. Her jet black hair rested apon the pillow - she turned in her sleep. The flames had turned to embers - as they settled the girls eyes slowly opened. Her ocean blue eyes glistened in the amber light and she sat up and lent over the coffee table. Her face was perfect, although currently lacking expression. She picked up a cigerette with one hand, a lighter with the other, and light the end. She drew back once and flicked it into the fire. Her body was perfectly proportioned, some concidered her "terminaly cute". She had a quite and innocent manner, yet Nicky had an evil smile which could cause shivers of tension. All alone in her house she was free - free to do what she wanted - wear what she wanted. Her name was Nicky, and what she was wearing was a full body catsuit made from an extra silky, extra shiny spandex lycra. Bright silver, it caught the firey colours from the mantle allowing her body to glisten wetly in the darkness. Of one peice constuction it totaly covered her body from the neck down, including gloved hands and feet.

Nicky slowly stood up and steached her body - the catsuit was very tight on her skin, not a single noticable wrinkle in the lycra - flawless as it hugged her relentlessly. Looking at the grandfather clock hunched in the corner she noticed it was well past one. The perfectly proportioned body of Nicky stood by the frosted window - she stared deep into the darkness. Placing her left hand on her spandex stomach she realised the cause of the engulphing desire she felt. Motioning the other hand down between her legs she rubbed herself through the lycra, arching her head back - her eyes closed, mouth wide, legs wide, taking in the moment. Her other hand slid from her stomach down to her thigh, clutching it hard. Her sounds of frustrated pleasure stood stark against the ticking of the every watching grandfather clock. A few moments passed and she turned her head to stared at the phone. After an unsufferably long time she walked slowly to the large oak table, opened her handbag and retreiving a small card. Scratched onto this card in biro ink was a phone number. She lifted the receiver and dialed. Four rings and Nicky begins to loose her nerve - about to hand up, the phone is answered by a calm voice.

"Hello?" "Um..", she faultered, nerviously rubbing her spandex thighs, "This is Nicky.. I need to talk to you." Still half asleep the voice questions, "Err. Shure Nicky.. Are you OK?" "Sorry about this.", Nicky whispers, "Could you come around?" "That's OK Nicky. I'll be right there.." "Thanks David.", she whispers even lower, "bye.."

Nicky could not beleive what she had done - she had just asked David to come around and now he is doing just that. Placing her hands on her thighs again she rubbed them up and down - the young woman had been wearing this catsuit all night but still, she could not overcome her silky and sentual it felt to her touch. Nicky had many of these lycra garments. She had always had a fascination with them since her early teens. She had acheived her first orgasm whilst wearing this particular one so it was very special to her - and besides, the bigger she grew the tighter it got. Nicky had decided only to wear this suit on special occasions - tonight she needed to feel comfortable. She had been wearing a similar black catsuit when she had experienced her first penitrative sex - cutting and machining a slit in the crutch especialy for the occasion. A full length mirror stood before her - she gazed at her body in it wondering how she was going to handle David when he arrived. She wasnt even sure what she was going to say when she phoned him - although, she knew what she wanted.

Maybe it was an excuse to do something other than panic, she took a bottle of Shiraz red from the wine rack and placed it on the dining table with two crystal glasses. No sooner had the second glass been placed, Nicky heard a polite knock on the door. Her blood ran cold, but she forced herself to open it. Before doing this she run into the bedroom and grabbed a small spandex skirt that was resting on the bed. This skirt was essentialy a peice of black lycra that wrapped tighly around her hips and thighs. She slid into this in the hallway, the smooth black material sliding slinkily up her legs. She walked to the door and slowly opened it. Standing in the doorway was David, his coat speckled with the late night rain. He was taken back by what Nicky was wearing but tried not to let it show. The portch light illuminating her lycra encapsulated body - shadows falling around the curves of her limbs and torso. The spandex perfectly conforming to her perky nipples atop her wholesome breasts. Nicky looked almost embarrased at what she was wearing - she had become so comfortable wearing her second skin around the house she forgot what reaction visitors may have to it. Both stared at each other for a moment in a state of almost shock. Nicky realising her rudeness smiled and quickly ashured David in and lead him to the table. David stood for a moment in the centre of the room admiring Nickies shiny silver and black body in the subdued colours of the room.

"Would you?", asked Nicky. David nodded, walked over to join her, opened the bottle of wine and poured two drinks.

"Come. Please. Sit here on the couch with me.", she said. They both sat, each of them sipped slowly from their glasses. He and Nicky had been friends for quite a few months now but he had always been too shy to tell her how he realy fealt. Their eyes met - David's gaze wandered the length of Nicky's body finaly fixed to the uncomprehendable depth of her eyes.

David had become exceedingly hard at what he was seeing. He wondered if Nicky had noticed. Nicky was lost for words. She tried to speak but could not. Without averting her gaze she placed her glass on the coffee table, reached over and held David by the hips.

"Nicky...", David said calmly

"shhhh...", she whispered, her eyes half closed as she pulled open her friend's belt. Yanking David's pants to his knees she reached into his underwear and tamed out his penis with a smooth silver hand. Holding it in two hands for no more than a second before her eyes fell closed and her head dove down engulphing his errection in the warm, wet cavern of her mouth. Her tounge darting around the head of his penis, licking at the fluids that had begun to flow from him. David placed his hands apon Nickies head as it slid up and down apon him. A shudder or excitement ran through Nickies spandex body as she felt David's large penis filling her mouth. It throbbed against her tounge as she lapped at his juices. David had always wanted this to happen - and now this fantasy had become reality.

Momentarily rising from her work, Nicky whispered once more.

"I'm sorry David. I need this! If nothing, else I need this!"

David was in no position to complain.

He moaned loudly, "We both need this Nicky. I need you!"

These words caused Nicky great releif - always having suspected David had felt the same way she but being so uncertain. She stood up and ripped the remaining cloths from his thin but muscular body. Loosing her breath momentarily at the sight of his body Nicky ran her spandex hands up and down his legs a moment as he stood before her compleatly naked. Nicky had a vision of what she needed to do. Running to the table she removed the wine bottle, grabbing by the handm David who followed close beind, directing him up onto the hard platform, making him lie down. Her silver catsuit had warmed to her body yet the skirt would not been given that change as she ripped it down with a hiss of rubbing lycra and on the tips of her spandex toes, stepped out of it. Nicky scrambled onto the table, jumping on David holding down his arms with her silky silver hands and rubbing her crutch against his moist genitals. Her eyes closed, her head arched back once more, she moaned, panting heavilty.

David could simply not believe the sensation he was feeling - that of Nicky bound tighly in lycra rubbing against his skin. His arms still pinned by her tight grip he moved his hands around to feel Nickies two perfect silver breasts. He played with her lycra nipples as she rubbed her groin into him. Fluid now flowing freely from his penis he turned Nicky over onto the table as she whimpered. Now standing back on the carpet he looked between her legs to see the lycra soaked dark with wetness. He placed one hand on the soft, wet lycra tighly covering Nickies vagina and rubbed into her.

"Get the scissors from the top draw!", she yelps.

David quicky retreived them and settled himself between her creamy thighs, parting them wide and cafefully and pulling the saturated spandex away from her body as she rests her heals on the back of his sholder-blades. It was so tight on her skin, David had difficulty cutting a neat slit into her sexy catsuit. Bairly having a chance to discard the scissors, Nicky cried out.

"Now! I need you now!" and pulled David up, grabbing him by the hips and pulling him back onto the table and down between her long shiny legs. Her right hand reached down grabbing hid penis, placed the head against her labia and slicked it down to guide him into her dripping vagina. He had the incredible sensation of a silky hand grasping his penis, it being slid for the first time into Nickies very warm, very wet, very tight vagina. It must have taken at least five seconds for it to intrude fully into her, her eyes widening, a smile momentarily breaking through her desperate face. Unsurmountable pleasure passed through nickies thighs as she felt David's shaft entering her by her own hand. Once fully inside she pushes him back just as slowly, then pulls him back in, just before his penis is about to leave her. She begins to pump him harder into her and her silver spandex hips soon become a rything animal on the table, her spandex heals in his back and her spandex fingers in his buttocks. David was completly exposed mounting the most incredible shiny silver girl. David soon feels his pressure building as the head of his penis slides agains the wall of Nickies vagina. Juices drip from Nicky and run down soaking more of her spandex.

"Cum in me! Cum in me now!", she yells loudly.

"I'm going to cum!", cries David, "I'm going to cum!"

His penis burried deep inside Nickies silver body, a warm inviting tunnel of her hormonal fluids, his penis tip just touching her cervix. She rided his penis as though nothing else mattered - and at that moment nothing else did. David reached around grabbing Nickies smooth back, placing one hand on the back of her head as they both began to shudder. Nickies tiny vagina gripped his penis hard as they both rammed his seman deep into her tight silver body. Both reaching a totaly overwelming climax, they spassamed on the table, Nickies arms and legs clamped down on David's back as his penis contined to pulsate within her until the last drop of his hot fluid filled her.

"Yes!... Yes!...", she cried.

Soon things calmed down and they looked at each other. David still stunned but smiling slowly withdrew himself, dripping with Nickies juices. Nicky grinned at him slyly. They kissed for the first time, a long passionate kiss. Over the last few weeks they had occasionaly held hands, yet she had always worn a pair of black lycra gloves whenever they had been together. David realises now that he has only ever touched the skin of Nickies face and vagina - nowhere else. Nicky realises this too.

"You'll just have to wait and see if you in get under this.", said Nicky wickedly, rubbing the lycra clinging to side of her breast. "And you've got a long night ahead boy. It's only early as far as I'm concerned."

David slid his arm under the beatyful silver body of Nicky and lifted her off the table and carried her to the lounge chair, placing her gently down. He retreived the wine bottle and placed it on the coffee table. Their glasses were still full so he lifted them and handed one too Nicky. Concidering the noises she was making a few moments earlier she had become rather quiet. She spoke.

"Shit you're sexy you know."

David simply smiled and returned the compliment.

"I'm not the one bound in spandex, young lady."

She smiled back at him and they drank more wine. The last drop had fallen from the neck of the bottle as had the last drop slid from the glass into Nickes mouth. Nicky stood up suddenly and grabbed David by the wrist.

"Come on.", she abrupty ordered, "You've got work to do."

Trailing behind the spandex legs he was marched into the bedroom. She let go of his wrist as they entered the door. Nicki jumped onto the bed landing on her knees with a small bounce. Lowing her head to the bed, poking her butt into the air and spreading wide her legs.

"Come over here and fuck me hard.", she said in determined voice.

David rushed over onto the bed behind her parting her labia with his fingers and stabbing his throbbing penis hard into the hot inviting vagina anged up to him. He grabbed her spandex hips and thrust harder and harder as they both screamed with pleasure. David leaned forward over her back, reached around strolking under her stomach and slid his hand back to her vagina placing one finger either side of his penis as it motioned in and out of her creamy cavern. He fealt her labia between his fingers and her juices beginning to run down his hand. David rammed his fingers onto her clitoris and started to fondle it. The second he did this Nicky let out an even louder scream and rushed her hand back to help push David's fingers perform on her clitoris. Their thrusting bodies rocked the bed, it creaked and moaned along with them. His legs slid against the insides of her's, the smooth silky sensation inexplainable. Finaly David could no longer withstand his erges, his body rubbing against Nickies smooth spandex skin and his penis rubbing within her moist body. He rammed himself as hard as he could up her, as he ejaculated deep within her. Her vagina tighened and spasmed as Nicky also reached her climax, screaming her lovers name into the night.

The next morning David awoke alone. The last thing he remebered was lying in Nikies silver arms as he drifted off to sleep. He looked around wondering if this had all been a dream. No, he was lying in Nickies bed but she was nowere to be seen. He staggered out to the kitchen. Under the wine bottle on the coffee table was a note. He immidiatly read it..

My dearest David,

My appologies I have to leave so early to go to work. Please make yourself at home and enjoy some breakfast. You must be famished after last nights activities. (she draws a small smiley face) Perhaps we could go and see a film tonight. If you like you can pick me up at around six o'clock. See you then.

Love Nicky. (she draws another smiley face)

David carefully folded the note and smiled. He had a feeling that tonight was going to be as unforgetable as the one before.

To be contined...