A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/Week2/Sleepover/Games/S&L Unlucky/Vivian
Chelsea leaned into Sally, pulling her in close and pressing their hips together, their bare stomachs coming into contact as Chelsea laid a heavy handed kiss on Sally. It was instantly a full fledged makeout session, Chelsea's head cocked to one side as she ravaged Sally's gobsmacked open mouth.
The youngest of the partygoers was taken aback not only by how open Chelsea was to doing this sort of thing, but also by how strangely thrilling it was to have someone assault her senses like this; to partake in something so naughty that she knew she shouldn't do, and yet do it anyway. It was almost as thrilling as undressing herself, although she couldn't admit that. With Sally's eyes closed, and Chelsea's minor height advantage, Sally decided to tilt her head back and welcome Chelsea in, imagining that a boy from school - any of them really - was the one doing this to her, an attempt to convince herself that a girl could never make her feel this way. But the unmistakable scent of coconut shampoo as Chelsea's long, straight hair hung down around Sally's face made it somewhat challenging for her to lie to herself.
"Oh my god! It's Vivian!" Traci suddenly alerted, Elly's older cousin already in plain sight.
Chelsea and Sally abruptly stepped away from each other, but whereas Sally quickly wiped at her mouth and crossed her arms over her chest, Chelsea wasn't nearly as shy. She withdrew for only a moment then became bubbly and sassy at Vivian's unexpected appearance, with only a pinch of bashfulness.
"Oh my gawd Viv!" Chelsea cried with overzealous frustration. "You scared me! Why'd you come down here all sneaky?"
Wanting to distance herself from any concept of "us", Sally tried to go back to her seat on the floor but Vivian was moving to sit on one of the couches facing the coffee table, having managed to sneak well into the room before being noticed. The problem was that Vivian plopped down right where Sally was headed and the already embarrassed girl couldn't bring herself to sit as she was, nearly naked, at someone's feet. So instead she froze, staring almost creepily at the latest guest to join the party.
Viv was certainly older than the other girls, although by how much Sally couldn't tell. She was almost certain she was still a minor. Viv acted like one anyway. Regardless, being the oldest girl in the room gave her an easy confidence, a casual indifference. Merely acting the part of cool older teen was enough, as that's exactly how the other girls viewed her. She certainly had a confident style to her too, wearing an open zip up hoodie that partially concealed a tight cropped cami and a high waisted jean skirt that just barely showed off her belly button ring. Sally had also admired the girls nails earlier, one hand painted a loud yellow and the other a softer pastel pink. Decidedly intimated by her, Sally watched her take a sip from the can of hard lemonade in her hand before Vivian threw her arms up, exuberantly replying, "I should've come down sooner! I didn't know this was that kinda party!"
Elly laughed as her relative got comfy. "Yeah, you should have! Where have you been?"
"Upstairs getting hit on by your brother and his friend."
"Whaaat!? No way! Really?! Why would they do that?"
"Well, I maaay have been flirting..." The girls tried to choke back their laughter, unsure if Viv was even serious. That response made her try to defend herself. "But it's not MY fault! I get horny when I drink." Vivian straightened her skirt and grinned, as if that explained everything, while Elly laughed some more. Sally was still standing far from the table but Chelsea had already returned to her spot. Not wanting to draw extra attention to herself standing topless in her panties in the middle of the room, Sally reluctantly took a seat on the couch as close to Vivian, and her original spot, as she dared.
"You were flirting with your, uh, cousin?" Traci asked with an amused smirk.
Elly waved her hand, like none of that mattered. "She'll flirt with anyone! She's so bad!"
"Only when I'm bored. But I'm literally always bored, so..." Vivian leaned forward, inspecting the children's game setup in front of her "What are you doing here anyway? I assume you're not playing snakes and ladders."
Everyone giggled nervously before Sylvia let the 'secret' out of the bag. "No, it's Sex and Lovers!"
"Ha! Love it! Get sexed! I bet the boys wish they were here!" she joked, resulting in more nervous giggles. Vivian gave a sidelong glance at Sally who was trying to make herself small, unsuccessfully. "And it looks like you're winning!" The other girls laughed as the tension broke a little further, although Sally joined their laughter hesitantly. Vivian then added, "Are you trying to win the game?"
"So much!" nodded Sally behind an embarrassed smile. Some part of her pondered whether stripping naked and kissing people could be considered winning in a game called Sex and Lovers, but didn't really entertain that idea. What Sally wanted most was to finish the game so she could put her clothes back on, though her eagerness to keep going made the girls giggle again. A few had realized by now that there was something wrong with Sally's dice, but she was too flustered to take notice.
"Sally totally is the best at this!" praised Sylvia, as if actually proud of her fellow party guest. Then she snatched Sally's bundle of discarded items from the floor, holding them up for all to see. "Look how much she's taken off already!"
As the room giggled again, Sally smiled and nervously tugged at the elastic around her waist, now trying to cover her panties with her hands, as if hiding them would keep hidden the fact that was all she had on. "Yeah, I just, um... w-we're going to keep playing, right?"
"You should!" Viv insisted, raising her drink to her mouth. "I want to watch!"
Everyone picked up their dice, with Sally forced to lift her bum from the couch just to reach the table to throw her cursed cube. No one was surprised when Sally slid back down her own private snake. Even Sally seemed resigned to it.
"You!" announced Elly, smiling at Chelsea. "You looked like you're good at this!"
Chelsea playfully licked her lips, coyly rising to her feet, ready to reap the incoming reward of Elly's ladder.
"Who are you going to pick, Sally?" asked Viv, reaching over to squeeze Sally's thigh. "I bet you want to wait for Chelsea again, don't you?"
"Nuh-uh!" Sylvia was quick to interject. "A snake means you have to lose something!"
Elly and Chelsea were already closing their gap on the opposite side of the table, but they and all the other girls stopped and turned to Sally after Sylvia's remark. There was more pressure than ever all of a sudden. Not wanting so many eyes on her, Sally stood sharply to get it over with. She couldn't help but pause however, anxiously running her thumb back and forth inside the edge of her panties, contemplating whether she was actually about to take off her very last piece of clothing in front of an entire birthday party.
In a final push of resolve, Sally dipped her whole hand inside the front of her panties. While cupping her warm crotch, she moved from left to right, shimmying her striped undergarment one-handed off of each of her hips and down her thighs until they fell down her legs, tickling her calves on their way to the floor.
"Wooo! Take it off girl!" shouted Vivian, which brought some of the other girls to holler as well. Sally tried to hide the heat she felt on her face and quickly sat back down on the couch with her hand firmly placed between her thighs. With the strip show over, Elly and Chelsea promptly tongued each other's faces in a tight embrace, Viv cheering them on as well. But as Sally did her best to not peek at the flamboyant "lovers" from between her fingers, wondering if that's what her most recent make out session had looked like, she felt her panties get pulled out from under her feet.
"Gotcha!"
A shiver went up the back of her neck as she looked over at Vivian who was shaking Sally's panties in the air.
"Throw it on the pile!" Viv cried as she tossed Sally's underwear at Sylvia, who was happy to oblige. This sent the girls giggling again, including Elly and Chelsea. They awkwardly pecked at each other's lips between their laughter, unsure if they could or should keep going, before finally breaking it off.
Far more visible up on the couch than the floor, Sally bent at the waist to make herself smaller, her elbows perched on her upper thighs and hands tucked under her chin, her shoulders rounded forward and her knees close together. She was a little ball of nerves. Completely naked and totally vulnerable, all she wanted to do was pickup her dice again so that someone - probably not herself - could get to the top of the board.
Vivian's repeated outbursts however had managed to get the group riled up. Chelsea started boasting about how she had a spring break boyfriend and how they had spent the whole week kissing, which led to Vivian sharing a story about a fling she had in an airport one time during a layover. Elly got up to put on some music. Traci asked to try Vivian's drink, which led to everyone, including Sally, taking a sip. Vivian ran out all of a sudden, returning a minute later without her hoodie but holding two more cans, and the act of passing those around only made everyone more hyper. The girls started chatting about all sorts of things, all the while taking amused glances at and making light of their nude companion on the couch.
Sally wasn't wearing a watch, let alone anything else, but once she was sure she'd spent 10 minutes there (which had been more like 20) shifting her bare bum against the cushions, tapping her feet on the floor, and her arms getting tired just from being so tense, she couldn't take it anymore. It didn't seem like they were going to keep playing. So she rose from her seat and picked up her shirt from her now scattered pile on the floor.
Sylvia had no qualms delivering a pissy scowl. "What are you doing?"
"I was... just gonna put my shirt back on," Sally tried to explain, stepping back to her seat holding her top.
"You can't do that. You can't take back anything you lose unless everyone agrees or until the game is over," informed Sylvia rather tersely.
"Well, I mean, if she wants to," Traci kindly offered, but Viv was quick to jump in.
"No way! That's no fun! She'll ruin the game!"
"Yeah!" echoed Elly. "Do you really want to ruin the game, Sally?"
With everyone's eyes on her again, Sally holding the shirt to her chest, she briefly mulled over her options before relenting with a nervous "Just kidding!" and setting her top beside her on the couch. She was still completely naked so pushing any piece of clothing away from her made her heart race, but having the shirt now within arms reach did make her feel a little better.
With their focus brought back to the game, everyone rolled again. Sally of course climbed up her ladder as expected, while Traci was the one to befall a snake this turn, but Sylvia also happened across a ladder.
"Ladder lovers!" Elly and Chelsea were quick to call out, enacting the same rule that had been pushed on others earlier.
Sally wanted to kiss Sylvia least of all, and the feeling appeared mutual, but the two girls still stood in the middle of the room at the behest of the birthday girl. Sally did what she could to protect her modesty while leaning forward as if to kiss her grandma.
"Booo!" cried Vivian. "Lamest lovers of the century!"
Sylvia hadn't been trying any harder, but she crossed her arms, her bottom lip protruding, and tried to put her attitude to good use. "What? We kissed!"
"Kiss her like you mean it!" jeered Chelsea.
All the girls started giving suggestions and directions which the reluctant couple tried to follow. Sally gingerly placed her hands around Sylvia's waist, and Sylvia on Sally's bare hips. Elly ran up to help pose them, pushing them closer together, moving Sally's hands higher and Sylvia's lower, which made the room giggle, including the new couple. When the make out session was eventually restarted it was still far more delicate and reserved than any display Chelsea had been a part of, but there was just a hint of passion once the girls closed their eyes and committed themselves to the experience. Sally remained tense with Sylvia's hands on her butt, but when a weak moan managed to escape her throat it ended their little show, Sylvia pulling away sharply and looking even more embarrassed than Sally.
"Sorry," said Sally, apologizing for her accidental release of honesty. A fresh wave of giggles hit the room as Sylvia went straight back to the game board, shielding her face and hiding her rosy cheeks, as she worked to redirect all the unwanted attention.
Sally sat closer to Viv so that she didn't have to hover completely naked just to throw her dice. But the giggly girls got all twisted when three snakes were hit on the same turn, Elly, Traci and Sally all sliding down. Sally was glad that she wasn't the only one hitting snakes, even if she thought it didn't matter much now that she was already naked. However, as Traci slipped off her shorts and Elly began monologuing about what she would want to lose the least, Sylvia turned to Sally with a wry smile.
"So what are you going to lose?"
Sally blinked. "Nothing? I have nothing left." Keeping her arms pressed against her chest, she lifted a foot into the air as proof, wiggling her toes, doing her best to keep her legs together.
"That's not how the game works," announced Sylvia. "The rules are you have to lose something, not that you have to take something off. So you still have to lose something, even if you are... naked!"
More laughter hit the hyper girls. Chelsea was quick to take Traci's shorts away from her, shouting "too late" with a maniacal cackle, lest she try to change her mind. Most of the girls were amused by the reveal of this sly word choice but Sally couldn't help but feel cheated.
"Then why'd you tell me to take my socks off?" asked Sally.
"That was just a suggestion," Sylvia replied flatly. "You're the one who stripped down to your birthday suit!"
"Well... maybe I would've picked other things to lose," she said, reaching for her shirt.
"As if!" Vivian laughed, swiping the top away. "You've been sitting here naked for, what, like, 30 minutes?! Don't pretend you don't like it! I bet you're only making a fuss for more attention!"
The girls kept giggling as Sally pursed her lips and scrunched up her nose, a new rush of worry hitting her. Did all the girls really think that she had wanted to take her clothes off? To show off her naked body? That she was rolling this bad on purpose? She wasn't trying to cause a scene and she didn't want to ruin the game, but she also didn't know what else she could possibly lose. The poor girl wasn't sure what to do with herself.
"You guys should totally go hide her clothes so they aren't so tempting to put back on!" continued Vivian, adding with a saucy grin, "I bet she'd just haaaate that, huh?"
"What?! N... no! I mean, I would! Of course I w-"
"That would work!" agreed Sylvia.
"Yeah! She should really lose them!" laughed Elly.
All of the excited girls appeared to delight in Sally's distress. Whether they thought her clear show of angst was sincere, or something she was merely putting on, Sally couldn't tell, but she stood up in a panic when Vivian tossed her shirt to Chelsea. Then Elly motioned for Sylvia and Traci to grab the rest. If she didn't think of something quickly, Sally might not have clothes to put back on once the game was over!