A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/Week2/Sleepover/Games/S&L Unlucky/Vivian/Hidden/Blind/Secret
"What should we make her do now?!" asked Traci, far more into the game than she had been to start with.
"Maybe something easy?" mused Elly out of consideration for Sally's commitment.
"How about she tells us her secrets?" Sally could hear the smile in Sylvia's expression when she spoke.
"They'd better be fucking scandalous!" said Vivian pointedly.
"Yeah! Tell us all your dirty secrets!" snickered Traci.
The girls pulled Sally to her feet again and guided her out into the middle of the room so that she could be properly interrogated. In spite of how long she'd been naked, Sally couldn't get over the anxious rush that coursed through her whenever someone touched or moved her, however innocent. She'd been on pins and needles forever now.
"No hiding!" reminded Chelsea with a giggle.
"I'm not!" Sally insisted. Sally's arms were down but her hands were clasped in front of her, incidentally covering her crotch. So she pulled her hands apart and threw them out to the sides, proving that she had no way of hiding anything, least of all the glistening cleft of her pussy lips, her face still flush from Vivian's productive make out session.
"I want to go first!" declared Traci with a cheerful bounce. "Sally! Since you've already done it with everyone here, who's the best kisser?!"
Sally swallowed. Although she had merely smooched some of them, she knew exactly how each of the girls had made her feel, and that meant that she didn't want to answer that question truthfully.
"Uh... um... y-you did."
"Liar!" called Chelsea. "You're such a liar!"
"Are you saying Traci's a bad kisser?" asked Elly.
"No, but I think we all know who she enjoyed kissing the most!"
Sally twisted her heel into the carpet, her fingers interlocking behind her back, as the girls all cackled together. She didn't want to say it, but Chelsea wasn't going to let it go. "Okay. Fine. It was... Vivian," she admitted shyly.
Vivian raised her drink, shouting, "Love you too babe!"
"My turn! Do you think about boys? And no lying!" warned Chelsea.
Sally wasn't sure how to answer that. She didn't, if she was being honest - they were nice, but she felt weird "thinking" about them - but it felt like she had to say otherwise. She didn't want them to think she didn't like boys, especially given how much time she'd been spending this evening kissing girls.
"Uhm... yeah, I do."
"Oh yeah? Which boys?" prodded Elly.
Sally shrugged. "Boys at school."
"But who?" pressed Sylvia. "Boys in your class? Boys like... Rick?"
Giggles washed over the room at this suggestion. Sally furrowed her brow and eked out a denial. "No... I don't..."
There were "Ohh"s and "Ooo"s from the room, as if they had stumbled across something big.
"Come on Sally! You can't lie to us!" Elly reminded her. "You like him, don't you?"
"No."
"She does! She does!"
"I bet she's been thinking about him this whole time!"
"Omg! We gave him all her clothes!"
The girls cackled and jeered happily. It didn't seem to matter what Sally said, they already had ideas in their heads about what Sally's answers were supposed to be.
"Okay, okay..." Sally relented, swinging her arms in frustration. "I do like him, okay?"
"That. Is. Amazing!" squealed Chelsea, especially excited. What followed were lots of giggles and hushed whispers that Sally couldn't quite make out and she thought she heard people moving around before more questions were thrown at her. She tried to answer everything in the affirmative just to keep them happy; did she like being naked, did she touch herself while thinking of boys, had she ever sent nudes, but after some renewed hushed chatter the questions circled back to Rick.
"Okay Sally! Now you have to tell us how much you looove your crush!"
"But I don-"
"No, no, you have to tell us and show us! You have to touch yourself just like you said and tell us how you think about Rick all the time! Tell us what you want him to do to you!"
Sally didn't know where all of this was coming from, but there was a lot more energy in the room all of a sudden and all the girls were on board with this. It did seem like a silly, harmless idea. At least they didn't want her to lose any "real" secrets if they were insisting that she talk about Rick. She didn't even like Rick, like not like like him, so pretending that she did in some weird, raunchy, showy, embarrassing sort of way did seem a little funny to her, maybe even the funniest thing they'd made her do so far.
Although being kept in the dark (literally) helped keep her a bit more agreeable and compliant, Sally once again found the other girl's excitement infectious. Although she couldn't help think that she'd already been standing up there for a long time.
"And then I can be done?" That request brought on more lively giggles.
"Sure!"
"Yeah! Just do it!"
After a bit more coaxing, Sally started moving her hands up and down her sides and across her stomach. "Oh Rick, he's, um... hunky!" The girls all laughed, encouraging Sally. "And he's so tough! He's... dreamy! He-"
"Tell him!" Chelsea cried. "I mean, act like he's here!"
"Oh Rick! You're so handsome and, um... just gorgeous! I wish you would kiss me! I'd let you kiss me!" Sally half meant that, as she would much rather kiss a boy than keep getting all worked up and tingly from kissing all of her friends, but it sent the girls into a titter.
"What else would you do!"
"I'd let him... touch me."
Fierce, nervous giggles rang throughout the room. "Wh-where?!"
"My... body. My hot body," she emphasized, bending her knees and swinging her butt a little as she rubbed her hip, getting herself riled up while trying to sell her performance.
"What else?!"
"He could touch... my privates. And my butt!" she emphasized, giggling at herself.
"I bet you'd touch his privates too!"
"Yeah, I want to!"
"Would you blow him?" Vivian called out to an instant uproar of shocked giggles and muffled cries. Sally wasn't even sure if she knew what that meant, but she went along with it.
"Oh, uh, yeah! You bet I would!"
"Dude! A BJ? Nice!"
Sally froze. That was a boy. Her heart skipped.
"Whu...? Wh-who...?"
"Seriously sis, why couldn't we come down sooner?!"
All her confidence drained away and a knot welled up in her stomach as Sally peeked from under her blindfold. Billy and Rick were standing behind Elly near the stairs. How long had they been there?
Elly spotted Sally peeking and quickly shot up from her seat on the floor. She had lost her bra since Sally had last seen her and the party host kept one arm draped across her perky B cups that filled her small frame as she ran up to her brother and shoved at hime with her free hand.
"Boooys! You're not allowed down here! Go back upstairs right now!"
Despite Elly's orders, the other girls shared more stifled laughs and insincere gasps while the boys took their time gawking at Sally, along with everyone else. Sally had closed up her body and hunched herself forward trying to hide herself, ignoring her blindfold which settled mostly over her eyes again once she let go. However she could just spy Vivian out of the bottom edge. The inebriated teen had sunk down into the couch and spread her legs wide, chuckling to herself while pawing her spread pussy, gratuitously taunting the boys that she had been flirting with earlier.
"Go! Shoo!" Elly repeated, smacking her brother until the boys hurried back up the stairs.
"A-are they g-gone?" stammered Sally, a shuddering, shaky, hunched over ball.
"Uh huh! You bet!" Sylvia assured cheerfully, which was in no way reassuring.
"Oh my god! You told Rick that you'd suck his dink!" Traci reminded the room with an elated burst of laughter. That got the other girls going too as the tension began to break.
"But she'd totes let him touch her first!" cackled Chelsea. A hand came down on Sally's shoulder, the frightened girl yelping in surprise.
"I'm so sorry Sally! That was, um... sorry." Elly's guilt-ridden apology included pulling the tie off of Sally's head, restoring her sight. When Sally looked up, hunched over as she was, she got an immediate eyeful of Elly's young round tits. Both shocked and worried that the boys might see them, Sally threw out her hands to try to cover them up for Elly, as if they were more important to hide than her own. But Sally's grabby hands shocked her a second time once she found herself cupping her friend's boobs.
"Ahh!"
"Eep!"
Both girls pulled away from each other, then, seeing the mutual surprise between them, burst into laughter. The giddy girls all joined in, carrying on, falling over sideways, and clutching their stomachs, until their fit of laughter finally subsided.
"Should we stop?" Chelsea asked, wiping away a tear. "I think we should stop."
"You just want to quit before you get naked!" teased Traci, playfully lifting her top a little. Chelsea responded by giving duck lips and faked pulling down the front of her bra, though she didn't share Traci's temerity.
"But we need to finish the game for Sally! If we don't finish she can't get her clothes back!" stressed Elly, as much goading Sally into agreeing with her as she was strictly adhering to the rules that they made up. "Although," she added, "I do think we could use some snacks!"
"And maybe some more drinks...?" shared Vivian with a wry smile.
"Or maybe we could just get in our PJs now and, I dunno... watch a movie?" floated Sylvia, sharing Chelsea's trepidation to a much higher degree.
The party appeared split on what they should do. Sally definitely wanted her clothes back, although giving up and settling for her PJs would be a welcome relief. She didn't know if she'd be able to sway anyone either way but with indecision in the air perhaps her input would help.