Erica – Messaging with Carrie So below is something written alongside the classic Erica stories which I haven't seen archived anywhere. It's a string of messages from the Erica Yahoo group around 2011/2012, in which American Cowboy posted as Carrie chronicling her ongoing teasing of Erica during their college IT classes. Each separate message is numbered. I know this is a long post so, if the Admin would rather not have it, that's no problem. I just thought it was worth preserving. (I'm pretty sure it was American Cowboy writing these but haven't any proof. Maybe someone from the old Yahoo group can verify these existed?) 1. Hey guys, It's Carrie, Erica's friend from high school and college. So like the holidays are over, and I'm signed up for a winter semester class because I need the extra credits. It just runs for the month of January, before the Spring Semester starts in February. I signed up for this Information Technology class, and we totally get web access for the whole period! I was surfing around and found this Group and decided to join. Anyway, guess what! Little Erica is taking this class as well! I didn't even know, since she never mentioned it to me. Naughty little girl... hee hee! Now let me tell you, this classroom is huge! There must be 60 or 70 students taking the class, and the professor is all the way up front. We each have these computer stations with monitor, keyboard, and printers hooked up to these long white counters. I'm sitting in the back, next to Erica. The other row of students starts in front of us. Here is how you guys can help me out... I was thinking about stripping Erica naked in the middle of class! She is totally clueless, but it's adorable. She doesn't even suspect that I am plotting her humiliation right now! Hee hee... Erica is so cute! So what do you think I should take off her first? Hope to hear back from you guys! Love, luck, and lollipops, Carrie 2. Heyas! I'm in class right now, guys. Erica came in late... I wonder what she was doing this morning, hmmm? She is wearing a tight pair of jeans and a nice white sweater with a knitted print of evergreen trees. It looks very pretty. She also had these snug suede ankle boots. So I decided to start off slowly, waiting for her to get settled in, and for the professor to hand out our first assignments. Then I pretended to drop my pen to the floor. When I crouched down to pick it up, instead, I unzipped one of Erica's ankle boots. She looked down at me, but didn't do anything. So I completely removed the boot. "What are you doing?" she gasped. I giggled and told her I wanted her to be more comfortable. She didn't seem to mind, so I went and took off her other ankle boot. Erica is now sitting here with her legs crossed, and wearing comfy socks. I figure, I'll wait to see if you guys have any suggestions what I should remove next. Tomorrow, I'll start by taking off her shoes and then another item. This way, we will build up slowly and gradually. I know Erica likes that. And before she realizes it, by the end of the semester, we will have her stripped completely! Love, luck, and lollipops Carrie 3. Heya! Erica arrived to class on time, dressed in a black turtleneck sweater, a purple plaid skirt, and black tights. She also had on black shiny shoes. I would say she looked cute, the way she cradled her books close to her chest, but Erica also seemed nervous as she took her seat next to me. I think she might be suspecting something. Anyway, in order to get at her tights, I had to unbuckle and take off her shoes this morning. She squirmed a little, and put up a fuss, but eventually I got her to give in. Erica must have thought that was as far as I would go, but then I reached down and squeezed her leg. I could tell she was flustered as I stuck my hands under her skirt, and started to roll down one of the tights. She begged me to stop, but could only manage a whisper. So, happily, I pulled the black nylon material lower and lower. Then I scooted around and did the same to her other leg. Mind you, the professor and other students have no idea what is going on during this whole time. Finally, I got her tights off. I bunched them up and tossed them to the floor. Erica is now sitting bare-legged and barefoot, and it's delicious! I see her skirt is rather short, and the tights had provided her with some modesty. But I have a feeling, when class is over, she is just gonna slip her shoes on and run, without putting her tights back on. I think I'm gonna tickle her, hee hee! Love, luck, and lollipops Carrie 4. Heya, I’m saving Erica's unmentionables for last. I was thinking about going for them early and make her sit through class bottomless, but I will try to control myself! As for the past two days, some guy came and sat in the back row with us! That kind of screwed up my plans. Oh well, I've been giving him the cold shoulder, so hopefully he will move somewhere else for the next class. Erica, of course, is already flustered and uncomfortable enough as it is. Especially around boys. But at least me leaving her alone will give her a chance to let down her guard a little. We don't have classes on Fridays, so I will look to pick up on this scheme next week! Love, luck, and lollipops Carrie 5. Hi guys! I was excited all weekend... and when Erica and I went to class this morning to start the second week of the course, that guy wasn't there today. So it was just the two of us all the way in the back. Oh yeah, so Erica decided to wear some tight jeans and a sweatshirt this morning. It was a little on the chilly side, but it's nice and toasty in the classroom. You see, there is this huge picture window that runs the length of back wall behind us, and the sun is bright and warm. So after the professor began by reviewing the syllabus and what we learned last week, I dropped down to my knees, and started unlacing Erica's sneakers. "Carrie, not this again?" she whispered, shuffling her papers nervously. The professor was walking about the room distributing work sheet hand-outs, so I had to act quickly. I got my little friend's shoes off. Then, after thinking for a moment, I pulled off her socks! So now Erica is sitting there barefoot as the prof walks by and hands us our assignments. He gives us a look, like he knows we are fooling around back here, but he doesn't say anything. After all, this isn't high school, we're in college! For the next part of advancing my plan, I had to get Erica to stand up. So when we were left alone again, I asked her to check the cable behind my computer. I told her I didn't think the printer was working. Ever helpful, sweet Erica got up from her seat, arching up on her bare toes. But because she is short, she had to really reach over to find the cable that ran from the computer to the printer. This couldn't have worked out any better! I swung around behind her, and looped my arms around her waist where I reached under her sweatshirt and undid the button on her jeans. She froze, and gasped, "Carrie!" Taking advantage of her surprise, I tugged and pulled the denim material toward the floor. Like I said, they were tight-fitting, but easily slid down Erica's slender legs. And don't tell me the way she wiggled her butt, she didn't find this exciting! However, when the realization hit her of how exposed she was, Erica quickly sat back down in her chair. But she sat so fast, that her feet lifted off the floor, allowing me to remove her jeans completely! So now Erica is sitting next to me, no shoes or socks or pants. It's funny, watching her tug on her sweatshirt to hide her white lacy panties. She is flustered and blushing, constantly checking to see if anyone is going to walk back here. I don't think she will get any work done for the rest of the period. Love, luck, and lollipops Carrie 6. Hey guys, So let me tell you, Erica got real worked up yesterday during class. By the time the Professor let us go and the other students were getting ready to leave, Erica had to scramble to find her things! By this time of course, her panties were quite wet. I suggested that she leave them off. After we walked out of the classroom, we headed for a bathroom, and there she discarded her undies. I can only imagine what it felt like with her cute denim skirt rubbing against her bare bottom and baby smooth crotch. It probably made things worse, hee hee. We walked around campus for a while afterward with her in that condition. We don't have any other classes over winter break. It was fun just strolling around and teasing Erica. I made her bend down a few times, and even hiked up her skirt here and there. I asked if she wanted to catch a ride home with me, but Alicia was picking her up. It's adorable how Erica still doesn't have a car, and is dependent on us. Good thing we look out for her! In way, I was disappointed that I was not able to continue our fun. I will have to ask Alicia if Erica behaved, and how long she stayed dressed... Well, today we had to work on our class projects, and the Professor was hanging out in the back of the room near us. So no adventurous play. Maybe just as well, to give little Erica time to cool off. But by tomorrow, I think we may see our girl exposed further. It works out nice to do it on a Thursday, since we will have the rest of the weekend to deal with the consequences. Love, luck, and lollipops Carrie 7. Ooooh! This is so exciting! Erica showed up to class today in jeans and a sweater. Typical Erica outfit when she's try hard not to looks so adorable. Well, that did not discourage me! Once class was in full swing, I returned to my routine over the past couple of weeks. Crouching behind the desk, I unlaced Erica's sneakers and removed them to find her wearing pretty ankle socks that were the color teal. I think she is getting use to this by now. But as I proceeded, I wonder if she will ever truly get used it. I think she will forever be uncomfortable about stripping, or getting stripped in public, but loving it all the while. Anyway, as I climbed back into my seat, I leaned over and unbuttoned her jeans. I could feel her stomach clench, her sweet intake of breath. After a few minutes lingered, I was back on the floor, tugging away at her pants. This time, Erica offered a bit of resistance. "Carrie, we can't keep doing this," she whispered. "We're going to get caught..." I just giggled, and placed a hand under Erica's bottom to give her a lift. It was not long before I heard the delightful rustle of fabric sliding down her slender legs. She tried to cross her ankles, but a quick run of my finger along the bottom of her sock, and I was able to pull the jeans of completely! So there's Erica sitting in her underwear and socks, typing away at the computer, trying to act as if nothing was unusual. You should have seen her blush when I leaned close and whispered in her ear, that I was about to lift her sweater over her head. "No, you can't!" Erica squeaked. But I was determined, and stood up, walking around behind my friend's chair. Good thing the Professor was writing something on the board up front. Probably nothing important. I told Erica it would be like she was just removing her sweater because she was too warm. No one could see she was sitting in her panties here behind the counter. "But..." she started in a small voice. In reply, I lowered my arms and grabbed the bottom hem of her sweater, then yanked it up with such force, her arms shot to the air. This allowed me to pull it up even further, smothering her face for a moment before it was turned inside out and over her head. Erica shook out her shoulder-length brown hair, and I saw that she was only wearing a bra under the sweater. Well, she has such perky but small titties, there was no need for that article of clothing, hee hee. I unclasped the back of the bra, then returned to my seat with her sweater. Immediately, Erica cupped her hands to her bra to keep it from falling off. Now she had her legs crossed again, and was bobbing one sock-covered foot up and down anxiously. I effortlessly used a finger to slip a strap off one shoulder. "It's coming off," I said sweetly. Erica shook her head, but I only smiled. Lowering my hand, I touched the front of her panties. That got her to drop her own hands defensively. At that point, I snatched the front of her bra and whipped it off! So now Erica is sitting here topless, turning her head left and right. And let me tell you, she was looking quite erect. Fortunately, the big monitors we have at our stations hide her state of undress. This would be rather tricky to pull off in a normal classroom. But in a computer lab... Now here's the really juicy part! The Professor suddenly announces we are having a quiz about the concepts and information we have learned so far, in the first two weeks. As he starts to walk through the room, Erica begs me to let her get dressed. But I'm not going to. She's practically naked, in just undies and socks, and our Instructor is getting closer. Thinking fast, first I gather up Erica's things, so she doesn't try to ruin the fun. Then I get up and walk across the classroom, putting her jeans, sneakers, and bra all the way on the other side. Now, while I am up, I walk over to the Professor and offer to take the rest of the quiz papers and distribute them to the other students. I bat my eyes flirting, teasing my long curly blonde hair. Needless to say, he agrees and returns to the front of the room. After I hand out the papers (I wish I could get Erica to do this in her current state!) then I get back to my seat to start on the quiz. Erica has to fill out the paper completely topless! I don't know how she can concentrate, but it is so fun to watch. She can't cover up at all, and her nipples are long and wiggling. When we are done, I'm gonna play with them until the end of the class. Love, luck, and lollipops Carrie 8. Heyas, Well, I talked to Erica this morning, and decided to leave her alone for today. It seems she had an interesting weekend. She will probably have her story shared in her own words soon enough, but I will tell you what I heard. Apparently, on Saturday night, Erica had to watch Alicia's cousin. I forget his name. Anyway, she told me that she got stripped and had an orgasm right in front of him! I'm trying to pry more details out of her. I wish I could have been there to see that, hee hee. Anyway, she is really embarrassed about the whole thing. So I will put off humiliating her in class, maybe until the end of the week. Love, luck, and lollipops, Carrie 9. Hi guys, I'm not in class right now, of course, since it is Friday. In fact I am writing this from my laptop in my own bedroom. I'm lying down on my stomach on my bed, with legs raised and ankles crossed. You'll forgive me if it's a little breezy... 'cause I'm not wearing anything right now ;) Let me tell you all what happened yesterday! As I mentioned, I decided to go easy on Erica this week after everything she has been through. But when she came to class on Thursday in a playful skirt and jacket combination and sneakers, she looked so adorable! I can't believe how it has warmed up for this time of year, which makes things easier for me. This time, I started by removing her jacket. It wasn't a heavey outdoor one, but something more stylish, which complimented her outfit. So I waited for her to be seated, then moved around behind her. The light material slipped effortlessly off her slender shoulders. All she had on was this tiny white shirt with thin spaghetti straps. I didn't think she was wearing a bra. Well, we would soon find out, hee hee! I slid down to a crouch by the side of her chair, and began unlacing her shoes. They fell off to the floor, making a wonderful sound as they bounced. Erica was wearing white socks, which I left her in, for now. "How about that's as far as we go today?" my friend suggested with nervous hope in her voice. "How about not," I giggled as I ran my hand up her leg! I think at that moment, she knew where this would end. Figuring her top was her only covering, I decided to continue by going after her skirt. It wasn't denim with a zipper, but instead a nice pink little number. I had to work to find the buttons and Erica squirmed in her seat. She even put up some mild resistance, although I knew she did not want to make a scene. So eventually, I was able to get the skirt unfastened, and whip it right off her lap. Now she was sitting at the computer station in her matching pink undies, a light shirt and her white socks. "What will it be next?" I teased Erica. "No more," she squeaked breathlessly. All around, the other students proceeded with their assignments as we had done for the past three weeks. The Professor remained up front, lecturing about whatever technical subject we were covering. I could not believe I had been able to go so far in this class! I think I earned an "A" for my work on Erica so far. The time had come for me to take another stroll around her chair. I stretched languidly, and I think Erica enjoyed the view. This would help get her in the mood. Then, moving behind her, I bent over and lightly touched my fingers to her shirt. I had to tease her for a bit, until I could feel her heart beating faster, and hear her whimper softly. From that point, It was easy for me to take the light shirt and lift it up her body. As I expected, she was not wearing a bra today, as her tiny titties popped into view. Immediately, her pink nipples were growing long and hard. She gasped, and then I pulled the shirt over her head. I think this is how I left her last Thursday. That was fun, but I wanted to go further yesterday. So I crouched down again, my face level with her crotch. This was so risky, now that I think back on it! I had become completely oblivious to the rest of the class. The professor so could have caught me at any moment. "Please, don't take them," Erica whispered. But I believe that meant she only wanted me to proceed. I had my hand on her bare thigh and gently squeezed. She started to purr like a kitten when I touched the front of her panties. That was all I needed for my cue. Hooking my thumbs in the elastic bands, I started to tug them lower. At this point, Erica stands completely out of her chair. Mind you, she is topless, and those nips of hers are just sticking out, wiggling for anyone to see. I'm not sure what she was thinking, but it made things much easier for me. I slowly drew her underwear down, gliding over her smooth bare legs. When they reach the floor of the classroom, Erica stepped out of them. Delighted, I tossed them aside with the rest of her clothes. Our little girl then immediately sat her ass down, cupping her breasts with her hands. Her knees were locked together for a moment only, before she swung them open and I had a good look in between. Smooth and hairless as always, her lower lips had already parted. I watched as Erica's clitoris emerged out of its hood... it was poking out quite a bit! Um, wow, just remembering about yesterday... is getting me... well, hee hee! I'll just tell you all that I let Erica keep her socks on for the rest of the class. I think that may have only enhanced her nudity. But next week, for my final attempt, I am going to get her totally naked! Love, luck, and lollipops! Carrie 10. Heyas! I'm pretty excited today because this is the last week of the Winter semester. Of course, that means the Spring semester is only right around the corner. But I'm also a little nervous moving forward with my plan. Don't get me wrong, last Thursday was a lot of fun... I had Erica stripped bare, except for her little socks! Thinking back, now that I've had several days and nights to reflect, I really can't believe how far I pushed this. And now, I would have to do it once more all over again, but this time take her socks as well! She will be totally naked from head to toe, sitting in the middle of class! (Well, actually in the back of the room, but you get the point...) What do you think guys, should I keep going? Love, luck, and lollipops Carrie 11. Heyas, I suppose you all are wondering how it went today! Well, I had to wait until this afternoon, because I couldn't write during class. On account of things going dark, and me having my hands full, hee hee. Let me explain: Today was the second to last day of the course. In fact, I'm not even sure how long the Professor will keep us on Thursday, so it probably worked out great that I did this now. The lesson for Wednesday morning was about hooking up computers to alternative display devices, or something. Specifically, about connecting a laptop to a projector screen. This meant that for much of the long demonstration part of the class, the lights were turned out. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Oh, this is so exciting! So Erica arrived to class today in her jeans and a pink T-shirt. It was really bright and sunny outside. This also gave me some light to work with, when the rest of the classroom up front went dark. While the professor was explaining what he had in store for us, I promptly went to work on Erica's shoes. I dropped to the floor and started unlacing her sneakers. "Not again, Carrie," she quietly whispered. "I really want to pay attention today. And… and, you already stripped me naked last week!" I looked up, giggled, and reminded her. "Actually, you still had your socks on." "What, what are you going to do, then?" Erica gasped, as her first sneaker bounced on the floor. It was loud enough for the closest people in the rows in front of us to hear, but no one paid any attention. So I proceeded to slip off her other shoe. She had her turquoise socks on this morning. I then told my friend that I was going to take her pants. "No," she squeaked again, even gripping the front of her jeans. Taking matters into my own hands, I spun her chair around so that her back was to the computer consol, and she was facing the back of the room. It was about this time, the professor announced he would be turning off the lights. Perfect. First, I ran my hands up and down Erica's thighs, just to get her ready. Then, after another minute, I reached up and toyed with the button on her jeans. It was easy for me to pry off her cute little fingers. She doesn't paint her nails, by the way. Erica always looks so natural, and acts younger than she is. When I popped open the button, I told her again that I was taking off her pants. All she could too is take a deep breath, as I felt her legs go stiff. I then hooked my own fingers around the waist of her jeans and started to tug them off her hips. A couple of good strong yanks, and I forced her up off her butt for a second, so I could pull the denim lower. When her creamy thighs came into view, I paused, and ran a finger along her bare skin. Looking up, Erica had closed her eyes and was clutching her T-shirt in front of her breasts. I shrugged my shoulders and pulled her jeans all the way down the rest of her legs. They came off her feet with a soft rustle and I tossed them aside. Now I popped back into my own seat, spinning around to review what was going on in the classroom. The professor had his laptop all hooked up, and he was going on about cables and configurations and such. Leaving Erica in her underpants, I watched as he then walked over to the classroom light switches. When the rest of the room went dark, I squatted back down in front of my friend's crotch. This time I decided to do something different. I went for her panties while she was still sitting there, quivering in her seat. It wasn't a complete lack of light due to the projection screen and the picture window behind us, but maybe the lower light made it easier for Erica to give in. Very business-like, I selected the front of her white cotton panties and pulled them down so I could inspect her pussy. Erica lowered her eyes, watching me just looking at her. I know she enjoyed that. So when I took the elastic band of her panties in each hand, she offered almost no resistance. It was so simple to roll them from beneath her bottom, then down her thighs and past her knees. Just like her pants, I whisked them off her feet and threw them away. Immediately, she clasped her hands over her crotch. "Um, OK, bottomless…" she said, squirming in the chair. I grinned, and told her to stand up. The middle of the room was where it was darkest, and we still had the shield of monitors before us. Slowly, reluctantly, Erica got to her sock-covered feet. She looked around nervously, obviously aware of how exposed she was below her shirt. While she was still flustered, I asked her to lean her hands on the computer station counter. This she did, even arching up on her toes. I watched her silhouette for a moment, and it was almost as if she was trying so hard to concentrate on the lesson being demonstrated on the projector screen. This allowed me to slip behind her, resting my hands on her hips. "Ooooh," she moaned as I lowered my fingers to touch her bottom. A few lingering caresses of her bare ass, and Erica eagerly separated her legs. I'm so bad, I just had to use this opportunity to reach between her legs, hee hee. "Aaah!" she gasped, and she had to bring a fist to her mouth to muffle her cry of pleasure. Suddenly, I stood straight up, grasping the bottom hem of her T-shirt. I lifted this up as I stood, and being taller than Erica, I was able to raise the pink material all the way up to her chin. Her arms tried to flail, but there was little chance of escape. Moving closer behind her, I pulled the shirt higher and higher until it was over her head, then off her arms completely. In satisfaction, I dropped the T-shirt to the floor. Erica shook out her shoulder-length hair, standing there in just a bra and her turquoise socks. But not for long! I reached out my hand quickly, snatching at the clasp of her bra. She looked over her shoulder, even in the darkened room, I caught the glimpse of fear and excitement in her wide eyes. Erica's hands desperately clutched the front of her bra, as I slid the straps down to her elbows. This, I could tell, she was not going to give up willingly. With a sigh, I spun her around so that she was facing me. Good thing her computer monitor blocked her bare bottom from the rest of the class. I smiled, and made a circle around her bellybutton with my finger. A quick stroke of her pussy lips below, and she closed her eyes, whimpering. That was when I reached up and took the bra right off her. Now, completely undressed except for her socks, I had my friend sit down in her chair again. She was trembling, but in a good way. I think last week, she did not know what to expect. But today, Erica knew that I was going further. And the anticipation was driving her closer to the edge. I crouched down and took her foot in my hand. Slowly, very slowly, I peeled the sock off her foot. "Wait, Carrie, no…" she whispered. "I'll be totally, stark NAKED!" "Hmmm," I said, as I pretended to stroke my chin in serious consideration. I then put down her bare foot, and took up the other. Again, I slowly rolled down the fabric, inch by inch, down her ankle and over her heel. Very deliberately I plucked at the sock, pulling it just far enough so that it dangled from her toes. "There," I said. "I'll leave you like that, sweetie. So if you do lose your very last piece of clothing… it will be up to you!" I straightened myself to stand up again, taking a moment to look around the classroom. The professor was continuing his demonstration, without any knowledge of the fun we were having back here! Now that I think about it, this would never have been possible with the lights on, and with the Prof walking around the room. But since it was dark, I could move more freely. So with Erica sitting in her chair, I once more strolled behind her. I brushed down the sides of her soft hair, and then touched her shoulders. So silky smooth and bare! Just like other parts of her, hee hee. And then I leaned over, my face close to hers, and started whispering sexy things in her ear. Hesitant at first, Erica shyly lifted her hands to touch her naked titties. Soon she was running her fingers across her elongated nipples. She gasped, and I held her shoulders. I know her heart was beating so fast. Mine was, too! I moved my hand to take her arm and encourage her to go lower. In this way, she began rubbing herself, her legs and tummy. I could tell Erica was trying not to go any further. But it wasn't long before she started masturbating in class. While she let her fingers wander down between her legs, I reached around and continued to tease her nipples. "Carrie!" she gasped. Her leg arched out, and I imagine her pussy lips parted nicely. Erica was rubbing her clit, I could tell because her little toes curled. She was very close to having an orgasm in class. I felt her body tremble, her long pink nipples quivered beneath my touch. Spreading herself wide open, her other leg swung to the side. As she curled the toes of that foot, it caused the dangling sock to fall to the floor. "Carrie!" she moaned. "Oh, Carrie, now I'm naked!" "And you are going to cum for me," I whispered in her ear. Erica continued to wiggle around in her seat, fully nude from head to toe. She was just begging to be finished off. But I did no more than rub her shoulders and back, occasionally reaching around to squeeze her breast. Finally she cried in desperation, "I can't do this… not here!" To my surprise, Erica hopped from the chair at the computer station! Without any clothes on at all, she started to work her way through the classroom! Now the lights were still out of course, and the other students were more focused on the projection screen, I think. I watched amazed as my friend slipped along the side of the tables, hugging the wall. The only problem was, the door to the classroom was on the other side, up front! Erica had not considered that as she made her mad dash to escape and find relief. She had no choice but to jog across the front of the room, passing in front of the projector screen! Her slender form was outlined and magnified like a sleek shadow rushing toward the exit. A collective gasp went up from the other students, even the Professor seemed startled. I don't know if anyone actually saw anything. But I thought at this point, I should try to cover for her. Gathering up her things, I carefully hid them under our computer station. I then hurriedly ran to the front of the classroom. "I don't think my friend was feeling well," I said in way of explanation. Not waiting, or really caring, if the Professor excused the both of us, I slipped out into the hallway. I had to run the distance to catch up with Erica jogging bare-assed through the building! This was the first time that I was aware of her streaking college while classes were in session! I was so proud of her. Of course, it was only the winter semester, so there were not as many students around. I will have to continue later to tell what happened next. But Erica was nude for quite a bit longer before having her orgasm ;) Love, luck and lollipops Carrie