A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/Week2/Sleepover/Games
"What games did everyone bring?" asked Elly. "Maybe we can all pick something to play?"
Traci was excited at this suggestion and instantly dove for her backpack. She pulled out a large bag of skittles and a package of straws which confused the rest of the room.
"What are we supposed to do with that?" said Chelsea with a grin.
"Yeah, how hard do you think I can suck?" asked Elly.
Sylvia was quick to reply, "I bet your brother could tell us!"
"Ew! You're so gross!" noted Elly, although she was giggling as she scowled at her friend.
"No, no, it's like a race!" explained Traci sheepishly. "You have to use a straw to move all of your color of candy out of a bowl before everyone else. The winner could get a prize or something, or maybe a punishment for the loser? I dunno. I just thought it'd be fun. But..." she paused, grinning, "yeah, you have to suck on it, obviously."
The girls shared some more giggles and Sally was about to move to pull her pack of cards from her bag when everyone rushed out of the room all at once. Sylvia and Chelsea had left their games in the downstairs den which was where Elly's choices were also laid out and they were all now eager to grab them, so Sally hurried to follow them. The birthday girl had a small selection of games stacked on the bottom of a bookshelf, mostly party games like pictionary and twister and charades, while the other invitees placed what they brought onto a coffee table.
"Everyone has Monopoly, Chelsea," Sylvia shared, "So what's so special about yours?"
Chelsea smirked, lifting the lid. "It's not Monopoly!" Instead of the normal game board and bundles of fake money one would expect to find, there were a bunch of black and white cards strewn about the inside which took up most of the long shallow box.
"What is it?" asked Sally, pulling out a few of the white cards for a closer look.
"You've never heard of it?" replied Chelsea, before explaining, "You have to use the white cards to come up with funny answers for the black cards!"
Sally's eyes opened wide. Her relative innocence compared to the other girls (she was also technically the youngest) made it difficult for her to see how cards reading "incest", "beating your wives", "fingering", and "sharing needles" could be made funny. Glancing over at Sylvia, she noticed a different game she was far more familiar with and thought it was best that she quickly place her support somewhere else.
"I think I'd rather play Sylvia's game," Sally said coolly, placing the cards back into the Monopoly box.
"Good choice, Sally!" approved Sylvia, adding with a wink, "I wanted you to pick my game!"
"Snakes and Ladders?" asked Traci, her brow furrowing with skepticism.
"You mean Sexy Snakes and Ladders!" giggled Sylvia. "But I like to call it "Sex and Lovers"! It's the same, but every time you go up a ladder you have to kiss someone and every time you go down a snake you lose... something!"
"Weren't we going to play that... later?" Chelsea raised her eyebrows suggestively.
"Doesn't matter. We won't get in trouble if that's what you're wondering," said Elly confidently, before gesturing around the room. "We can even play it out here! Unless you're too scared of getting caught," mocked Elly, opening her mouth, raising her shoulders, and crossing her arms over her chest to mime being caught naked, shielding from view the hint of cleavage that her low necked top exposed of her extra perky tweenage tits. The girls all giggled and goaded each other nervously as Sylvia laid out the game board.
"Sex and Lovers!"
Although the words on those other cards had made Sally blush, the premise of Sex and Lovers wasn't much better, belied by the cartoonish snakes covering the 10-by-10 board. Sally could hardly even say the word "sex" with a straight face. The game seemed simple though, and innocent enough given that they were all friends. Except for the kissing part. She'd never really kissed anyone before, not for real. But the way the other girls were now teasing and carrying on was more than a little infectious so Sally sat down quietly on the floor in front of the rectangular coffee table with an uncomfortable smile and tried not to take away from the energy of the room.
As Sylvia passed out dice, apparently so everyone could have one of their own, Sally took the blue player token from the open box, much to Sylvia's dismay.
"You have to take the red piece, Sally."
"I like blue though."
"Yeah, but I'm giving you the red dice. Elly gets to be blue. So you have to be red."
"Oh. Okay," Sally acquiesced with a shrug, not wanting to be difficult.
Thinking nothing of it, Sally accepted the otherwise ordinary looking red die from Sylvia and the girls all took their turns rolling their colored dice to kick off the game. It turned out that in Sex and Lovers you were supposed to all roll at the same time to make the game go faster, which could explain why Sally's die matched her player token, but the fact that most of the other dice weren't even colored never occurred to Sally.
Sally rolled a 3 to start. Then another 3. And then, curiously, a third 3, which placed her on a ladder connecting space number 9 to number 34. There was a brief moment of joy that she voiced happily as she jumped ahead of everyone else, which was quickly replaced by dread by what it ultimately meant.
"Someone's excited to make out with her friends!" teased the birthday girl. "Who are you picking?"
Sally pursed her lips and darted her eyes between the other girls. She wasn't especially interested in kissing any of them, but she felt like Traci would be the most understanding about it since she knew her best. Once she announced her pick, the two friends stood and approached each other awkwardly. After a few nervous giggles which interrupted them as their lips grew closer, the two eventually managed a short peck and returned to their spots.
"Okay, everyone ready for the next roll?" Sylvia asked with a mischievous smile. "One, two, three!"
A 3 is indeed what Sally again happened to roll, but she paid more attention to the snake that roll placed her on, her token sliding down from 37 to 6, abruptly putting her in last place. Her shoulders fell and she sighed, but was then reminded how much her brother complained the last time they played Candy Land and how these games were all about luck. Sally pushed that aside however when she realized everyone was staring at her again.
"What? Do I... have to kiss someone again?"
"Weren't you listening before?" scolded Sylvia. "Ugh, whatever. Just, like, take your socks off."
Was that what snakes did? Sally obediently removed her socks and set them aside, wanting to get back to the game. Sally coincidentally landed on the number 9 ladder again, shooting her right back up, but Elly also found a ladder with her roll.
"Ladder lovers!" sang Sylvia.
"Well you two obviously have to kiss now!" mocked Chelsea with a laugh.
Sally felt butterflies in her stomach. This game was progressing so quickly! She'd assumed it would take several turns for her to hit the next snake or ladder, but here she was having to kiss a second girl in nearly as many throws of the dice. Elly was less bothered by the prospect, although still a little hesitant. The party princess leaned forward, stretching herself over the table, inviting Sally to do the same. The two of them shared a delicate, lingering kiss above the game board, punctuated only by nervous stifled chuckles from the other girls.
"Okay, no more kissing now!" Sally playfully instructed her red die, her cheeks blushing. The tiny cube complied and promptly sent her sliding back down to space number 6. Sally's mouth fell open in shock. How could she be so bad at rolling dice?
"Well... you got your wish!" joked Traci.
"So... do I have to take something off again?" asked Sally, dread washing over her as she realized this. Sylvia smiled and nodded.
"Sure! You can lose whatever you want to! Whatever you feel like showing off!"
Sally didn't feel like showing anything, but she was nothing if not a good sport. Her hands bounced back and forth between her pants and her shirt, unsure of which was worse, but she ended up settling on her pants. She was sitting at a table after all, albeit a short one, and figured that if the piece of furniture could offer her some free modesty that she may as well take advantage of that. She stood, swiftly dropped her pants, nearly taking her panties with them, then dropped back onto the floor before fixing her underwear and setting her bottoms aside to keep her socks company.
"I wonder who's next?" Sylvia aimed the question at Chelsea, who merely giggled. Sally figured they were pondering who might next have to lose something when she found herself climbing a ladder again.
"Really! Rats!" huffed Sally. "I keep landing on that!"
"Well then you should stop being so unlucky!" was the snide remark that Sylvia offered, before adding, "Besides, Chelsea just landed on a snake, so there."
Although it was true, Chelsea was already tugging her socks off, Sally still bit her tongue to keep from being rude. Then she bit her lip when she remembered what she had to do next. She quickly pointed at Traci and the two of them reluctantly stood up and moved to the center of the room as the others offered some hushed commentary.
"...yes! Totally lesbos!"
"Chelsea! Shh!" whispered Elly. "Go ahead Sally! You're allowed to pick whoever you want to!"
Sally questioned herself then. She wanted to pick Traci because it felt less weird to kiss her. She knew her better than the other girls and they were closest in age. But did that then look like she wanted to kiss Traci? Maybe that's even what it meant; that it only felt less weird to Sally because she wanted to kiss her. But Sally couldn't quite make sense of it all at that moment, not least of all due to the rush of heat she felt standing across from Traci.
With a small gallery chiding them forward, she leaned into her friend and shared an unintentionally more intimate kiss than the first time, Sally accidentally inspired by Elly's more confident and practiced lip locking technique. She knew it was wrong to kiss another girl, but it didn't feel that wrong while she was doing it.
"Mmm! Tasty!" teased Chelsea, smacking her own lips as the youngest girls stepped back bashfully.
"You'll get your turn you horny bitch!" Elly shot back. The unexpected and crass turn of phrase made all of the girls laugh through their respective nerves, some of them doing a better job of hiding it than others. It was hardest for Sally though. She knew her mom wouldn't approve of any of this, kissing girls and taking off her clothes, but it wasn't exactly Sally's fault. If anything could be blamed it had to be her faulty red dice...