A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/Week2/Sleepover/PJs/Thong-Movie/Bargain/Traci/Flash/Drunk/Naked/Horny

No one paid any attention to Silvia's exit. Traci laid on the floor laughing on her side as the other girls cackled along. Chelsea gave a few more humorous tugs of Traci's nightie but soon let go and dropped down overzealously to join her on the floor. Traci's long nightie had been partially pulled over her head but she couldn't fix it. She writhed weakly on the carpet, the entire backside of her sporty girlish figure exposed. Overcome, she hugged her chest, her eyes squinted shut and she chuckled up a storm due to the sound she had made when her body had hit the floor, which the other tipsy girls had found equally hilarious.

Elly and Sally flopped onto the bed and rolled back and forth on top of each other along its edge, their feet still touching the floor. Sally was laughing more nervously than Elly was, still struggling with the fact that her friend was embracing her naked body. Worse than that, their bodies were rubbing together in weird ways as they took turns on top of each other rolling and frolicking next to the scene of Traci's humiliation. Worse yet, Elly noticed Sally's nerves.

"Whuh?"

Sally just shook her head at Elly's exhaled question through waning chuckles. Taking stock of their situation, Elly just having rolled on top of Sally, she secured her footing on the carpet and pushed her arms against her bed. Despite the distance this created, the lower half of their torsos were still in full contact, including their hips, and particularly their pubic mounds. With Sally bent backwards over the bed, hers was pushed out and especially prominent, as if it was begging for attention. The pressure of Elly leaning against her was more than enough to give Sally a number of funny feelings, one of which being that a girl wearing nothing but her underwear was in a very dominant position over her and making her all new kinds of nervous.

"Most likely to hump you! It's Elly! Totally Elly!" shouted Chelsea, teasing her friends. With the two girls coupled, it sure looked as if Elly was forcing herself onto Sally, at least to a dirty mind like Chelsea's.

"You know it!" affirmed Elly, happy to drive the allegation home by rolling her pelvis and softly humping Sally's naked pussy. Seeing Elly work her hips and grind herself against Sally's crotch got Chelsea cackling again. It only lasted for a few seconds, but that was all it took to turn Sally's funny feeling into a not so funny feeling. It was in fact a very... specific feeling. And seeing Sally's expression reflect that gave Elly all the confidence to hump away. Of course Elly was just having fun with her... right? Sally assumed so, but it didn't change the fact that it felt very real.

Traci was just coming out of her cackle coma, pulling herself up the side of the bed, but that timing made her an unintentional target. When Elly saw Traci's ass was still peeking out of her disheveled nightie, she quickly switched from Sally and grabbed Traci from behind, bucking her hips against Traci's cute well toned bum. Traci squealed before she started laughing again, laying face down on the bed and taking Elly's pounding with a fake moan, going along with the joke. Wanting an even bigger laugh, Elly furthered the humiliation by lifting Traci's nightie up her back once more and pinning it behind her neck as if Elly was really taking her. Seeing that happen right next to her made Sally feel even more things, including a little better, in part because it was funny watching stuff happen to other people, but also because it reinforced that this was still just a game.

The moment Elly pulled away Traci called for her to drink. That was followed by another jovial shout, bringing the girls back into the game, passing around a single dented can as Elly and Chelsea flung accusations.

"Most likely to party until morning!" Sally of course, since she was the party animal.

"Most likely to get pregnant by Elly!" Traci, since that was where Elly "finished".

"Most likely to want to lose their virginity!" Chelsea spoke up right away, facing a wall and sticking out her butt before rocking back and forth and muttering, "Mmm, yeah, do me!" It was nothing like a twerk, just pushing back against a dick that wasn't there. But with Chelsea milking it for giggles, Elly had plenty of time to race over to play the part of "boyfriend," pulling down the back of Chelsea's panties before slapping her hips against her friend's backside for a few seconds of extra naughtiness.

"Most likely to 'let something happen'!" Traci again. It was a very targeted follow up that she tried to deny, but the other girls weren't having it after her passive flop onto the bed a minute ago.

Chelsea tried to prove the point by insisting Traci loved getting stripped and then quietly goaded Sally into lifting Traci's nightie. The inebriated Sally wasn't hard to convince, Sally and Traci working up from playfully flashing to outright fighting over the contentious nightgown as if Sally was trying to steal it for herself. It even felt like that for a moment, Sally only getting more self-conscious about her own nudity as she watched herself grapple with and slowly strip another girl.

The two of them were fully wrestling on the bed in no time, Traci's sleepwear getting displaced high up her body once again as Sally wrapped her legs around her. But bare naked full body contact with another girl brought Sally's funny feelings back quickly, feelings that were unknowingly shared by Traci, and the two of them slowed to a stop as they became unsure of where they were going and how to handle those new feelings.

Both girls blushed and smiled as they sat up, Sally nervously taking a sip from the can before passing the drink to Traci who had already made herself decent just by stepping away from the bed and letting her nightie fall into place. Being the only one in the room without a shred of clothing on made Sally so jealous. It wasn't fair that Traci could cover herself up so easily. She considered asking about putting something on - anything really - and she was nearly drunk enough to not even bother asking, but she was still overthinking enough to hold herself back. If being naked made her a more fun guest, even if it made her feel funny, then she was willing to stay naked to make sure the party stayed fun and her friends liked her.

"Most likely to let everyone kiss them!"

This was as much of a dare as Elly could have made it. She wasn't trying to kiss anyone necessarily, but she sure was interested to know if anyone was as horny as she was. The dare was met with plenty of giggling and finger pointing, banter like "I bet it's you," and "that's a lot of kissing," getting tossed around. Traci almost started arguing for herself, stopping just short of volunteering, but that was because Sally volunteered first. When nobody owned it right away she felt obligated to. She was the party animal after all.

"Okay, fine! You can kiss me!" she said, staring at her feet.

"What? Like, for real?" asked Elly.

"Yeah! C'mon! Just do it! Right here! Kiss me all night! Where do you want to kiss me?"

"On the bed!" shouted Elly.

"Everywhere!" joked Chelsea.

"Oh, I'll kiss you," smirked Traci, tucking her hair behind her ears like she was getting ready. Elly giggled at that, which made Chelsea giggle, both of them huddling up close to Traci in a drunken titter. Traci brought a hand to her face bashfully as they all came to a silent agreement on what they wanted to do before turning to Sally.

"I think you should lay down for this!" said Chelsea.

"Yeah, so we don't sweep you off your feet!" agreed Elly.

Sally could already feel herself blushing and felt all the more embarrassed to shuffle across Elly's queen sized bed in the buff and lay down on her back, hands at her sides, on top of the sheets without a shred of anything to cover her, like she was serving herself up to her friends on a platter. The other girls all crawled up to her, but Elly was the first ready to pounce.

The thong-wearing girl wasn't fussed about making out with her friends - it was great practice - but she also wanted to get her turn over with, so she was happy to go first. She laid down on her stomach beside Sally, reached her arm across Sally's chest, and deeply kissed the girl under her for a good 15 seconds, which was long enough for no one to question her sincerity without taking things too far.

When Elly rolled away, Traci was keen to be next. Elly and Chelsea were crowding either side of Sally, so Traci was forced to get on top. She lifted her nightie and straddled the nude party girl, sitting down on Sally's stomach, but with Traci being bottomless that meant her bare underside was now pressed against the warm body of another girl. Traci told herself that couldn't be helped, that it wasn't her fault the boys had taken her panties. She could have tucked her nightie underneath her if she had felt so inclined, but Traci was too busy ignoring what she was doing. The truth was that straddling another girl skin-to-skin gave an extra little thrill as she curved her back, tucked her hair, and bent down to lock lips with Sally.

The two youngest girls naturally had the least experience making out, and their lack of confidence and practice came through in their somewhat static and restrained show of affection. But their kiss was much longer than Elly's, Traci relishing such an open opportunity to kiss a girl without any strings attached. She enjoyed it so much that she began rocking her body softly on top of Sally, spreading her knees wide and moving her hips steadily until she became the second person to hump Sally that night, Traci driving her slit down against Sally's soft slender stomach as the gallery giggled.

"Quit hogging her!" teased Chelsea, which finally convinced Traci to stop.

"Jeez, greedy!" countered Elly with sass. "You had 7 minutes with her earlier!"

Sally still felt the weight of an invisible lustful heat pinning her to the bed after Traci finally dismounted and she felt oddly excited as Chelsea scooched closer. She let out a heavy sigh and licked her lips in preparation, but Chels had her own ideas. Despite being a veteran kisser, she was going nowhere near Sally's mouth.

Chelsea's first kiss landed in the center of Sally's chest. The next was placed beside Sally's nipple, which suggested that the next one was going right on top of it. But Chelsea veered away at the last moment, kissing below on the edge of where Sally's boob would someday fill in. Then she went lower still, traveling down the front of Sally's skinny frame, something which made even Elly giggle nervously as Chelsea planted a peck below Sally's ribcage and then alongside Sally's bellybutton.

Sally figured Chelsea had to stop there. She wasn't going to go any lower than that. But then there was another kiss. And another. Chelsea's well glossed lips were on her pelvis in no time, with one kiss placed above her slit followed by another and following up to one side in the crook of her thigh. What Sally would have given for the paltriest pair of panties for any amount of protection. She would have felt so much safer having someone dance around down there if they couldn't see every inch of her. But Chelsea continued to descend, crawling along the bed. She kissed her leg, her knee, the front of her shin, the top of her foot, all the way down Sally's body. Chels indeed kissed Sally "everywhere" it seemed, just as she had joked.

Surely that was where she would stop. The other girls were already chattering, expecting that to be the end of the performance. But Chelsea's show kept going. She kissed the bottom of Sally's feet, then rolled her leg to one side and kissed the back of her heel, her calf, then the inside of her thigh, ascending between Sally's legs. With a devilish smirk, Chelsea brought herself face to face with bare vagina again, Sally's thighs splitting open invitingly to make room for her friend.

"Do you want me to?"

"No..." squeaked Sally, gazing down the length of her scrawny naked figure with a hopeful apprehension.

"But what if I want to?"

"Um... I dunno..."

Chelsea looked to Traci and Elly who were both silently daring her to go through with it. With the theatrical pause of a vaudevillian, Chelsea finally darted in and planted a firm kiss squarely on Sally's pussy. She let it happen, Sally barely flinching when Chelsea's lovely lips pressed against the center of her slit.

"Oh my god!" cried Chelsea after pulling away. "You're so wet!"

"What?! N-no I'm not!"

"You sure are!" insisted Chelsea, wiping at her mouth.

"Can't blame her! I'm wet just from watching!" Elly jeered.

"Are you horny? I'm SO horny!" admitted Chelsea.

"I'm not though!" repeated Sally, in no way certain of herself, but certain she had to deny it.

"Okay... most likely to prove she's not horny!" That sent the girls cackling, eyeing up the naked spread eagle girl that just let someone kiss her crotch.

"How's that fair? How dya even prove that?!" asked Sally, honestly unsure.

"You just gotta spread yourself. With your fingers," sniggered Chelsea.

Sally wasn't sure what that would prove, but she obediently did as she was told. She splayed her legs wide, brought both hands down, and sinfully stretched her squishy vulva apart lewdly. Her drunken attempt to prove her sincerity only resulted in her shamefully clawing back the hood of her clit above her bright pink glistening little holes with her tiny tender labia pulled flat as she pried her young sex apart, the excitement in her tingling privates driving her to spread herself as wide as she could.

"So? Amma good now?"

The girls all giggled while Sally held herself open for their inspection, Chels and Traci playing along by leaning closer.

"I dunno. Did you want another kiss? Cuz now you're making me extra horny!" joked Chelsea.

"You're fine!" laughed Elly, slapping Sally's arm. Sally let go of herself and instantly felt silly, staring up at the ceiling before covering her smile. What was curious was finding that her fingertips were slick when they rested against her face. She felt so warm, but she had felt like that for a while now. What was happening to her?

"Most likely to flash her clit!"

This came from Traci, who took it upon herself to prove the accusation as she was saying it. Already leaning close, she reached forward and spread Sally's lips for her, flashing more of the flawless pink girlhood everyone had just been staring at. Sally squealed and threw her hands down to protect herself but soon found herself laughing with the others. These drinking games were so weird!

A few more normal turns were shared, momentarily turning away from truly lascivious ideas. Most likely to be a tease went to Elly who started playing with her hair and twisting her panties, insisting, "I don't know what you're talking about!" But when it got around to "Most likely to do whatever they're told"...

"But not errything..." argued Sally.

"But you're our party animal!"

"Yeah! What won't you do for us?"

Sally tried to think that over, but her brain failed to work. She had already done a lot that seemed to prove their point. "Well... I dunno what I won't do!"

Chelsea shrugged and nonchalantly responded, "Wanna find out?" which made grins creep up around the room. That was the biggest dare yet. Sally sat on the bed, dumbfounded, trying to wrap her head around it. This wasn't just a question of what Sally wanted, it was her curiosity of what these girls would want to do to her...

• Sally's curiosity wins Request --Notsooldpervert (talk) 13:34, 26 November 2023 (UTC)
• Sally sheepishly declines
• The girls get interrupted