A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/ClothingOptional/Devin/Friends/Cajole/Randall/1on1
"Cool." Said Randall. "The game Wes and your brother picked today isn't my favorite, so I thought we could just hang out and do our own thing."
He knew he was walking on thin ice. He'd gotten part of the story out of Devin and was savvy enough to suspect there was more he wasn't saying. But the bottom line was that Devin was fed up with his sister's naked antics and wanted to give her a dose of reality, but at the same time, Randall knew Devin would kill anybody who hurt her. But hey, there had to be some things he could do without going too far, right?
"Well, what do you wanna do?" Sally asked. She was still far from relaxed and didn't have a clue what to suggest.
"Just talking is fine. Mind if I sit on the bed with you?" he said.
Being only 10, Sally didn't even think about the implications of sharing a bed, but letting someone get so close while she was naked was still kind of scary. She didn't want to admit it, though, so she nodded and patted the bed.
Randall took a seat higher on the bed, so his back was propped up against the wall at the head, giving him an excellent vantage point to look down at Sally's body. "You know, this is good practice for me too. It's not like I get to hang out with a naked girl every day.", he said.
"But what is that practice for? I mean, how would that ever happen?" asked Sally.
Randall ignored the unintentional insult. "Well, like if I met another nudist, for instance.", he said, though this wasn't at all what he was thinking.
"Yeah, I guess you're right.", she said. "Anyway, what do you wanna talk about?"
"Well, nudism, I suppose. I'm sure you already know a lot more than I do.", he said.
Sally beamed, both at the compliment and the chance to talk about her current favorite subject. Sally happily prattled on about it, with Randall asking occasional questions for some time. He had to admit she sounded pretty well informed, but one thing, in particular, stuck in his head. "Nudists think genitals are just another body part and nothing to be ashamed of.", she'd said. He was going to have to use that line to his advantage. Not that he didn't enjoy just sitting with her, but I wanted to see if he could push her a bit further.
When Sally finished explaining how most nudists carry a towel, but not to cover up, only to sit on, Randall decided it was about time to make his move. "So now that I know a bit more about nudism, I have an idea for another way I could help you practice.", he said.
"Oh, what's that?" asked Sally.
"Well, you said genitals are just like any other body part, right? But I noticed you've kinda had your legs together this whole time. So I think you probably need some practice showing those to people."
She blushed at this, but she knew he was right. That was the one big "textile" hangup she hadn't been able to get over yet. "I know... but what do you think I should do?" she asked.
"Well, to start with, why not just spread your legs like this?" said Randall, demonstrating by putting his legs to the equivalent of a wide stance.
Reluctantly, sally followed his lead. Nothing happened. Not that she expected anything particular to happen, but she'd been told so many times in her short life to be careful not to show her private parts that it felt kind of anticlimactic.
"See? That wasn't so bad.", said Randall. "Now, just leave your legs like that until you get used to it."
At first, Sally wasn't even sure what she was supposed to be getting used to. But gradually, she started to feel something like an itch in her private place. She wondered if that was the reason for the warnings. It didn't really feel bad though, just kind of distracting.
While Sally was pondering these sensations, Randall was admiring her pussy. He didn't have the best angle, but he liked what he could see. "Good, now let me look a little closer. Remember it's no different from looking at your elbow or something.", he said, as he got up and re-positioned himself half on and half the bed, at her feet.
"It's really pretty, you know.", said Randall. He was close enough that she could feel his breath on her private parts, which made her feel very self-conscious.
"R-really? I always thought it looked kind of weird..." said Sally.
Randall chuckled. "Maybe, but it can be both. Like some kind of exotic flower."
Sally felt herself blushing again, both at the compliment and being so exposed. That weird tingly itch in her private place was getting harder to ignore too.
"Can you spread your legs a little wider?" asked Randall.
She figured it didn't matter at this point and put her legs as wide apart as she could.
"Wow, you're really flexible too.", said Randall. He had moved in even closer. He could see something happening to her pussy. It looked like it was blushing, and it also seemed to open up a little more on its own. He was no expert, but he was pretty sure that meant she was getting turned on. And so was he.
But on the other hand, he was aware of how quickly this could get out of hand. He had closed the door to Devin's room, so they weren't in the immediate sight of her brother, but Sally apparently kept her door wide open these days, and he left it that way. He thought getting up to close it now would make her nervous, so he had to accept that anything he did could be seen from the hallway.
"My girl parts feel funny.", announced Sally.
Randall had to stifle a laugh. "I kind of thought it might from looking at it, it like got pinker."
"What does that mean?" asked Sally, sounding a bit worried now.
"It means it's time to pet your pussy.", he said.
This joke was lost on Sally, unfortunately. She might have heard the slang pussy once, but no one actually calls cats that anymore so she didn't make the connection. "What?" she asked.
"Do you know about touching yourself?" he asked, a little disappointed to have his pun fall completely flat.
"Uhh, not really, I thought that was something boys did.", she said.
"No... I mean, yes, but girls can too!" said Randall. "And when it feels like that, it means it wants to be touched."
"Really? How?" she asked.
"I'm not totally sure, because boys are different, but I think you touch this part here," he said, as he reached out and gently touched the little bump at the top of her pink slit.
Sally gasped and jumped back as if burned.
"Sorry! That didn't hurt, did it?" asked Randall.
Sally actually had to think a second before she answered. "No, I guess it didn't. But it sure felt weird!"
"Then I'm pretty sure that's the right spot!" he said with a grin. "So what you do is keep rubbing that, and after a while, it feels really good."
"Okay, I'll try.", she said, a little uncertainly. It didn't even occur to her that what she was about to do in front of her brother's friend was another level more personal than just being naked and certainly not a practice endorsed by most nudists. But when she first touched her clit she reacted almost as strongly as when Randall did it. It was just too sensitive. After a little more experimental prodding, however, she found it more enjoyable to rub the skin around it without making direct contact.
"I think I got it now.", said Sally, smiling. "So, how long do I keep doing this?"
"Oh, you'll definitely know when you get there.", Randall said as he watched her go. It was just about the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. He actually backed up a little; having his face practically in her crotch while she masturbated felt almost too intense. Not to mention it was still in the back of his mind that someone could walk in and see them at any moment.
As Sally's efforts began to pay off, her face became even more flushed than it had been at her most embarrassed.
"Think about something sexy.", Randall advised.
Sally barely knew what "sexy" meant, even if she'd heard the term often enough. But the image that came to mind was sitting in her brother's lap naked. That moment had felt very special, and on some deep subconscious level, she knew it was connected to what she was doing now.
It didn't take much longer. Sally started breathing heavily, and after another minute or so, she suddenly tensed up and gasped as she came, for the first time. She fell back in her bed and simply said, "Wow."
Only then did it occur to Randall how lucky he was that she hadn't made a lot of noise. But he was genuinely excited to share the joy of masturbation with someone who hadn't experienced it before. "Wow, is right. That was amazing to watch!" he said. "Did it feel as good as it looked?"
"I don't know how it looked, but it felt awesome!" she said, still breathing hard.
"Well," said Randall, "I think I'll get back to the guys and let you rest. Maybe they're ready to play a game I like better." In reality, he wasn't particularly concerned about the game and had a very important stop to make in the bathroom first; he had his own parts that "wanted to be touched", but he decided he better handle that alone and not press his luck any further. He knew what he'd be thinking about, though!
"Okay.", said Sally. She was indeed feeling tired all of a sudden, not to mention kind of warm and happy. It wasn't long before she drifted off to sleep, missing any further interaction with the boys. Later, when she grudgingly dressed and went to dinner, she thought Devin was acting a little strange. Was he cross with her? Or Embarrassed? She wasn't sure. It bothered her, but the day already felt like a blur; she thought it best to give him space for now.
But what would be her goal for the following day?