A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/Week2/Sleepover/Games/S&L Unlucky/Vivian/Hidden/Blind

"What if she had to lose her eyesight?" suggested Traci. Chelsea instantly squealed with glee.

"Oh my god! So funny!"

"Wait! Wait!" shouted Elly. "I have the perfect thing!" Their host dashed away, skittering into another room on her tiptoes. Sally's eyes tracked her as she went, automatically fixated on a friend running in nothing but her pink bra and white panties, as if racing for cover. Meanwhile Sylvia and Chelsea swooped in to support Traci's idea and butter up Sally.

"But how will I roll?" asked Sally, hoping a simple flaw might spoil their plan.

"Don't worry! Vivian can roll for you!" assured Sylvia.

"Yeah! You don't have to worry about anything!" added Traci encouragingly.

Vivian laughed and slapped Sally's arm. "I can't roll any worse!"

Sally smiled sheepishly knowing how true it was - although perhaps not why - and dropped her head in a false little pout before Elly came racing back with a bundle of colorful things dangling from her hands.

"My dad's old ties are down here!"

In a rush of excitement the girls all wanted to be the one to pick Sally's blindfold but it was quickly agreed that Sally should be the one to choose. Sally was beckoned up off the couch and coaxed into the center of the room. All the girls gave their opinions on the multiple colors and patterns that were on offer while Sally stood with her hands draped in front of her body.

"The... the red one..." she eventually said, everyone instantly agreeing that was the best one. Traci did the honors, since it was her suggestion, wrapping the silky band over Sally's eyes and tying it off tightly behind her head, everyone telling Sally over and over that she wasn't allowed to peek. Although they did help her back to the couch, Sally felt compelled to reach far out in front of her, swiping at the air trying to find her seat, a sight that sent giggles through the room as a naked blind girl struggled to find her way.

Once seated, legs tightly crossed and hands gripping the tops of her shoulders, Sally at first felt worried that she didn't know where people were or what they were doing, and yet it was also somewhat freeing to just sit and listen to the giggles and the joy without being subjected to the stares and the smirks that had accompanied them before. The girls genuinely seemed to enjoy prancing around the basement in their underwear, something that was as infectious as it was reassuring. They had been getting increasingly goofy as they acted more and more drunk, falling over themselves and being more outlandish, even though Vivian was the only one who could legitimately claim to be, and as the ruckus continued Sally found it entertaining to try to guess what they were all doing from the noises they were making.

"This is, like, the best game we've ever played!" gushed Elly as dice rolled on the table again. There was a shriek and a groan or two as some people weren't happy with their results.

"What was my roll?" asked Sally.

"I can show you!" was Viv's reply.

A hand pried Sally's from her shoulder and pulled her up to her feet again. Even though she should have known what was coming she still felt blindsided by Vivian's kiss, drawing a sharp gasp in through her nose when the teen pressed forcibly against her mouth. Vivian's hands wrapped around Sally, scooping her up, their height difference forcing Sally's head all the way back and pulling her onto her tiptoes and she reached out to hold onto the older girl just to keep from falling over.

There's a case to be made about respecting personal space, even when kissing someone, but Vivian didn't know the meaning of it. She grabbed and squeezed Sally's clothless body to the encouraging hollers of the rest of the room. It was no doubt a scandalous display, Sally naked and wrapped up in another girl's arms, but she couldn't stop herself from picturing Chelsea and Traci doing much the same, even while she was in the middle of the same act. She replayed their own "ladder lover" display in her mind, with the difference being that Sally was picturing both of those girls naked.

As unexpectedly as it had started, Sally yelped with fright when she was pushed backwards. Her calves hit the front of the couch right away and she careened down onto it, extra shouts and laughs from the audience as Sally landed in a very unladylike pose.

"You're gonna be such a pro at kissing!" chuckled Sylvia.

Sally's whole body felt warm, despite not wearing anything that could hold that heat in, and she pulled her feet onto the couch - drawing her legs up to her chest, wrapping her arms around her shins - trying to cover herself and hide not only her embarrassment but her arousal, worried that it was painted all over her face. It was at that, her cheeks a rosy pink, as was her pussy which was peeking out between her upturned thighs from just behind her ankles.

The other rolls were quickly sorted and a brand new round of rolls hit the table, which caught Sally's ear.

"Turns out I'm no better than you hun!" shared Viv with a cackle. "But if I have to lose something... doing it! It's a pussy party now!"

Sally perked up at the fresh sounds of giggles and gasps and snickers, outbursts and uproars coming and going, some lingering and others being hushed. Although she didn't know all of what was going on, she was sure that it couldn't be directed at her. But was Vivian joking or had she really just implied that she'd taken off her boyshorts instead of her shirt? It sure sounded that way. Sally wanted to lift her blindfold so badly, just to catch a glimpse of what was going on, but she fought the urge and merely cocked her head to pay better attention to all of what was being said, even if most of it was just laughter and silly noises..

The giddy giggles soon gave way as the room tried to decide on what Sally should lose, the nude girl having long since given up control of that responsibility. Few ideas had any legs until Chelsea lodged a complaint.

"Well she just keeps folding up in a little ball! Can't we make her stop that?"

Sally tried to relax her arms, to deny this reality and not appear so uptight, but this wasn't even noticed by the other girls. It was already decided.

"Oh, Saaaah-leeee!" sang Sylvia. "Now you get to lose your modesty too!"

"Um... what does that mean?"

"Well first it means stop being so tense!" admonished Vivian who then slapped Sally's arm. "Maybe pretend you're having fun even!"

"I am," insisted Sally, shifting in her seat. But her posture still betrayed her.

"It means you can't cover up anymore!" giggled Elly.

"Yeah! No hiding!" agreed Traci through her own chuckles. "Everyone wants to see you, Sally!"

Sally sat up a little then leaned back into the couch, doing her best to look more relaxed. She pulled her arms with her, laying her forearms lazily across her stomach, but she kept her heels planted against her butt. She thought she could still get away with that, but her blindfold kept her from seeing just how much of a wall she was making with her legs, her knees sticking into the air and staying decidedly "in the way".

"You're still hiding!"

"No, I'm just... sitting."

Sally heard some whispering and further giggles before she could sense two people on either side of her. They grabbed onto her knees, Elly shouting "criss-cross-applesauce!" before her legs were pulled to either side. Sally gasped and threw her hands down over her crotch as her thighs parted. Elly and Vivian laughed while they opened Sally's legs for her, fumbling with Sally's feet as they forcibly crossed them behind her splayed open knees. But they hadn't even finished when Traci was the next in line to chastise Sally.

"Nuh-uh! No hiding, miss prissy!"

"Yeah miss prissy!" echoed Chelsea. "We want puss-aay!"

Sally timidly pulled her hands away from her crotch, shuddering slightly as she willfully displayed herself to the room. Even just the light draft reaching between her thighs unabated made her twitch. But whereas a moment ago she knew that everyone's excitement had been elsewhere, now there was no question that they were all staring at her; everyone was openly gawking at her pussy.

"See? That looks much better!" teased Traci.

"More natural, right?" added Elly.

Vivian was more direct. "Fuckin hot!" She dragged her fingernails along the inside of Sally's thigh, tormenting the compliant girl and making her gasp and visibly jerk and shiver. Sally's hands shot down into the cushion under her butt, her spine stiffening and her chest puffing out with how stimulating and stirring and not-quite-ticklish that fleeting contact had been against her sensitive skin. She did manage to keep her pose and regain her composure, but watching all of this made the other girls cackle with nervous laughter.

"Mmmm! Someone's... responsive!" cooed Vivian.

"I j-just... that tickled!" claimed Sally, her head dropping shamefully. Not exactly a lie, but there was a lot more behind the rush that she had just felt.

"Maybe that can be the next thing she does!" mused Chelsea as the girls continued being rowdy.

Vivian was first to grab her shared die, well ahead of everyone else, but she was looking for an excuse more than anything. She quickly tossed the cursed red die onto the table, remarking, "Look at that, another ladder," then moved directly toward her prize.

Sally's heart was still trying to slow down when a hand gently lifted her chin off of her chest. Vivian assaulted her again, but this time she was more passionate than playful. She straddled Sally on the couch and grabbed either side of Sally's head, pushed it back into the top of the rear cushion, and came down on top of her to devour the younger girl's lips.

Even though she was sitting, Sally felt like she needed something to steady herself, to keep her from feeling so hot and dizzy. She could hardly reach out before she found Vivian's knees directly on either side of her. The teenager had wriggled in close, her legs in a 'W', her feet kicked out to either side, with her thighs beginning to press down on Sally's. Even a small portion of Vivian's weight was enough to pin down Sally's criss-crossed legs and ensure they remained wide open.

Sally's hands slid higher and higher up Vivian's legs, creeping up all on their own as Sally was all but overwhelmed by Vivian's frenetic kissing. But one thought did occur to Sally when she realized her hands were already rounding Vivian's hips; she could check whether Viv had in fact removed her boy shorts, and whether there was anything beneath them.

Sally's thought occurred to her when her hands were already where the boy shorts would have been found. But confused by this unintentional starting point, she was thrown for a loop and the blind little tween lifted her hands even higher. Feeling nothing but skin as she pinched in on Viv's waist, she only stopped searching when her hands found the fabric of Vivian's cropped top well up her torso.

Only then did she realize her mistake, that she had just invited Vivian to touch her. The drunk and horny teenager eagerly reciprocated and ran one of her hands down the front of Sally's body, groping Sally's chest and teasing with her long nails. Sally couldn't voice her innocence with someone else's tongue in her mouth, so she quickly lowered her hands onto Vivian's hips again so she could do what she had intended, stretching her arms and trying to feel around for a pair of boy shorts that she was never going to find, as if the continued act would explain everything.

Although Sally was certain her intentions had to be clear, to everyone in the room without a blindfold on it looked as though Sally wanted to grope Viv's ass. Being the recipient of this groping, Vivian thought this most of all and she pushed her fingers straight down Sally's stomach and pelvis until they found her partner's bare pussy.

Viv had been handsy before but she hadn't gone quite that far. And yet quite suddenly she had jumped to third base and was racing for home. Her fingers rubbed Sally's bald pussy unabashedly, vigorously stroking up and down with brief circular interludes. Sally froze up at this, her legs clenching but with nowhere to move, her hands hanging on to Viv's hips, and pushing her lips harder against Vivian's as her whole body stiffened.

The other girls in the room could feel the mood change, the tension rising, as a funny kissing game turned serious. All of their prior teasing and joking was now being overtly outdone by the raw sexual vivacity eminating from the couch. Even as they giggled at a muffled squeal from Sally that came out as a broken, high pitched moan, the other girls were starting to feel awkward watching the downright pornographic display that showed no signs of stopping.

They silently agreed to ignore it for a bit. All of them completed their turns, which didn't take long, Sylvia merely losing her bottoms, again at Elly's behest. They then tried to give Vivian and Sally some leeway, joking around and making some colorful comments about Viv's butt, trying to get a rise out of her, but eventually someone had to interrupt them.

"Should we just roll for you?" poked Chelsea, which was about as direct and confrontational as any of the younger girls could muster toward their teenage counterpart, a couple of them giggling nervously just from that question being asked.

Vivian's slickened middle finger had sunk between Sally's vulva by that point, her persistent sawing of Sally's slit drawing out the skittish tween's burgeoning dew. She pulled her head back with a smug expression and drank in the sight of Sally's flush cheeks and shaky breath. But when Vivian glanced to the side and caught the rest of the party staring at her uneasily she realized she might have taken things farther than the other partygoers had planned to.

"What? We are ladder lovers!" defended Vivian, though she was already pulling away from Sally, rolling off to one side.

"Maybe we should change that rule!" chuckled Elly.

"Yeah, cause she's soooo shy!" mocked Vivian. She then extended her arm, closing and opening her thumb and middle finger to stretch the slick nectar coating her digit into a long gooey strand, proof of just how 'responsive' Sally had been. A fresh uproar of bemused giggles were shared at this lurid bit of proof, with Sally unaware and trying to straighten up, pretending to act like a perfectly normal naked little plaything. But it wasn't long before the game continued with another predictable roll.

The girls make Sally:

• Lose her secrets
• Lose her dignity Request --Notsooldpervert (talk) 00:30, 14 March 2022 (CET)
• Get lost in the house