A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/Week2/Sleepover/PJs/Thong-Movie/Bargain/Traci/Flash
It would be easy to argue that the girls were going too far. Despite her need for attention, Elly had not planned on showing anyone anything, but she got caught up in the moment. She was merely trying to be silly by flashing a boy, she told herself, ignoring how drunk and horny she was. She also wouldn't mind teasing Billy about it later, having shared something with Rick she would never give her brother. But to Sally, Elly's flashing signified something else entirely.
Sally felt these other girls were so much cooler and more mature than her. They were willing to flaunt their sexuality, something she had never once considered. To use your body to tease a boy? And so openly. It was a wild notion. One that made her feel insecure, even jealous... but she didn't have to be.
If that was what the other girls wanted to do then who was she to argue? If they were more mature than her, she wasn't going to let them know that. For the sake of her friends, even if she still felt embarrassed, she knew that she needed to do her best to play along and slowly lowered her hands down her girlish frame to let everyone see every part of her.
Elly meanwhile was just drunk enough to have some fun with her self exposure. She quickly went from flashing using her bralette, to leaving her minimalist top flipped up and grabbing her boobs with each hand. She flashed her tiny new tits one at a time, then both together, then left just one covered while she lowered a hand to play with the edge of her panties, pulling one side of her thong up and down her hip, as if that item was going to go next.
Unsure of what to do with herself, Sally haltingly followed Elly's lead with a big smile, teasing Rick by covering and uncovering her flat chest before letting her hands drift across her body. She looked as awkward as she felt, but when Chelsea gave a nod to Elly, both girls giggled at the sight of their naked friend, formerly aloof, suddenly openly posing for Rick. No one would blame them for thinking that Sally had been pretending to be clueless the whole time now that she was showing herself off so shamelessly.
Rick meanwhile couldn't believe his eyes. While Traci was still forced to go uncovered by Silvia, he was amazed to see Sally freely let her hands fall to reveal herself to him. Sally's slimmer, softer figure was a beautiful contrast to Traci's slightly more toned soccer physique, with both of them equally undeveloped, their boobs as flat as their pussies were bald. But while Traci played the damsel in distress, putting up little resistance as she was put on display for all to see, Sally played the harlot, her hand reaching down her skinny thigh in an inexperienced show of seduction, apparently beaming with pride at her own naughtiness. Pair those two naked girls with a pair of petite perky tits being flashed by a third tween, and yet another girl's warm hand impishly stroking his rock hard shaft, and Rick just about slipped into a pleasure coma.
His toes already curling, his butt raised off the couch, the girls all watched Rick's eyes roll back into his head the moment before his cock started spasming, catching them all by surprise.
"EEEE!"
Every girl squealed in unison as the first spurts of cum shot into the air, and continued squealing as they scattered to different corners of the room. Sally ran for the hallway, smartly thinking that Elly's room would be the safest place to hide, without realizing that Billy was jerking off in the hallway.
She got a fright when she nearly ran into him, squealing right in his face as he shouted back at her, before she turned around to find Rick, still cumming, stumbling toward them. She threw her hands over her head and screamed, as if she was about to be doused in semen from both sides, and watched as Rick ran past in his socks strangling his cock. Billy ran after his friend after snagging Rick's clothes off the floor, both of them headed for Billy's room. When his door slammed shut she snapped out of her fright and hurried back into the living room to seek safety with her friends.
"Chelsea! What's wrong with you?!"
"Ohmygod, so gross!"
"I didn't know that would happen! Not exactly...!"
"Did you see his face?!"
"Hahaha! Gross!"
The girls had gone from screaming to laughing themselves silly with just a few seconds of chaos in between. Elly took Sally up in a giddy hug, embracing the naked runaway and gushing praise, telling her how great she was as they both caught the giggles. Sally wasn't even sure what she had done, but she nodded and shrugged, replying with, "I know!" and "It was easy!" until the girls started grilling each other about penises.
As they all went back to normal - besides being full of adrenaline and alcohol - and the gossip came to center around Rick and Chelsea, it took little time for Sally to forget her latest plight, that her night shirt, her only bit of clothing, was on top of a bookshelf.
The shock and amazement was slow to wear off, but the party had been energized. Traci had long since recovered her own nightie and slipped it on but spent some time searching for her panties before remembering that the boys now owned them. Chelsea wiped off the jizz Rick left on her finger but soon tried to get the other girls to smell her defiled digit. Silvia promptly stepped in a wet spot of Rick's on the carpet as she moved toward the couch trying to evade Chelsea and dramatically removed her sock after it had turned to toxic waste which got outright cackles from the other girls.
Part of what kept the girls' energy so high, despite everything else returning to normal, was Sally's apparent refusal to get dressed. Chelsea eventually pulled Sally's shirt down from the bookshelf, but Sally was so busy chatting with Elly on the couch that she didn't notice Chelsea had placed it beside her. When Sally didn't seem to want it, Silvia snatched it and played a game of keep away with Traci, except Sally didn't realize she was supposed to be playing. The nudie merely glanced at them with a clueless laugh and waved them off after they seemed to be teasing her for no reason.
Their movie not quite over, they all wordlessly agreed that they weren't going to finish it. Traci and Silvia scampered off in one direction while Chelsea and Elly brought Sally in another, Chelsea gawking at and pirouetting Sally several times on their walk across the living room. All that did was put Sally in the mood to dance, and she convinced Elly and Chelsea to join her as they entered Elly's room, all of them bouncing on their toes. Traci and Silvia rejoined the group a minute later with fresh drinks and, with the addition of some music, things had suddenly turned into a real party.
Sally took center stage as everyone whooped and hollered for her to show her stuff, a cold can finding its way into her hand. The girls all encouraged Sally to chug from her new drink, chanting her name as if she was some party animal. She didn't understand why, but it was fun to fill the role all the same and she did so with a power stance, thrusting her beverage high above her head as she hiccupped after a few hard gulps, doing her best not to spill.
Sally's forgetfulness was not made better by her intoxication. She had felt a bit warm ever since the frantic scene had played out a few minutes ago, so much so that she even playfully contemplated taking off her shirt and really letting loose now that they were in the safety of Elly's room, but there was no way she was going to make herself naked again after such a crazy thing just happened! So she continued dancing unaware that she was already in her birthday suit, telling herself that maybe she would strip down when they went to bed, whenever that was going to be.
The energy in the room was growing, an oblivious Sally being the epicenter. It brought Chelsea to showily strip out of her satin shorts and crop set to go undies-only with Elly, a move that was equally scandalous to the room despite her bra and panties being far more modest. A bit of revenge was had by Traci after she sweet talked a much drunker Silvia out of her top, if only for a few minutes. Silvia's face already flush from the alcohol, the closest visible sign of her shame was her puffy nipples becoming pointer, besides her awkward hunch from trying to hide them.
With a sudden rush of attention on her for joining the party animal, she was pushed into dancing with Sally, something neither of them wanted, Sally as embarrassed for Silvia as Silvia was of Sally, but they shook their hips and rubbed their butts long enough to sate the crowd's rising desire to turn things sexual.
Silvia had just slipped her top back on, her vexingly stiff nipples telegraphing through the stretchy fabric, when...