A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/Week2/Sleepover/Games/S&L Unlucky/Vivian/Hidden/Blind/Secret/Snacks/Vivian/Garage/Peep
"Um, actually..." started Sally, "I... want to watch." As soon as the words left Sally's mouth they made her feel even dirtier than she already was laying naked on the couch with Vivian. So she awkwardly tried to backpedal. "Er, well, I don't mean it like that exactly, but I'm okay if you both want to do things. Like, I'll wait for you to finish doing stuff and then maybe after we ca- OH!"
Sally doesn't get to continue. The drunk teen pushes Sally off of her and, for a moment, Sally is fearful that she made her friend mad by trying to step aside, but the smirk on Viv's face tells the story before she speaks.
"Oh, I get it! You've never done this sorta stuff before, have you? Well pay close attention my floozy friend, I'll show you how it's done! You'll know exactly what to do in no time!"
Viv took charge then, ordering Mr Potts to sit and for Sally to stay close. Viv insisted that Darryl do nothing at all - pro stripper rules - so that she could show Sally every little thing. Viv even undid her uncle's pants and pulled his cock out for him, parking herself on the floor between his legs to begin her lesson.
"Guys love it when you start with a blowjob, but basically as long as you're touching their junk you can do anything you want, even if you suck at it! You just gotta smile and look up at them like you're the dirtiest slut in town and they'll forgive you for anything you don't do right. Or you can pretend it's your first time every time. Saying 'it's my first time' gets guys so hard! Oh, and don't be afraid to spit on it! Keep it wet! Let your drool run right off your tongue and onto their cock head and then just watch it all run down to their balls! That's so hot! But yeah, you gotta suck!"
Viv goes on and on, sharing all kinds of naughty tips and thoughts while doing virtually none of them. She inactively holds onto her uncle's cock the whole time, forced to stroke him every now and then to keep him stiff as she drunkenly wanes on about what guys like, how hard it is to throat (and other techniques she has never done herself), how to sound, on and on. She teases her uncle every now and then with a lick or a few fast pumps to watch him squirm or prove to Sally how good she is, but in her inebriated state seems particularly interested in sharing her wealth of knowledge.
Sally for her part listens as politely as she can but finds it's all a bit much for her to take in, especially once she remembers to keep flicking her bean mid lesson. Even with Viv not doing anything, Sally keeps imagining herself in her friend's position, and the combination of graphic descriptions while she's touching herself makes the butterflies in Sally's stomach flutter and the tingling in her pussy turn into a raw heat. But despite many minutes ticking by, Darryl doesn't seem bothered. If anything he's amused to be the anatomical doll for a very inappropriate grade school sex ed class. Watching innocent little Sally calmly masturbating right in front of him holds his interest between Viv's rationed stimulation.
Eventually even Viv admits that she can't tease her uncle forever and graciously offers up a proper blowjob. Sally takes a step to one side to make sure she can see everything, although she still tells herself she's only being polite as she rubs her clit more intently. Viv bobs her mouth over the tip of her uncle's cock while stroking his meat below her lips. If she could stay focused on her task she could make her uncle pop without too much work, but the teen keeps stopping to add extra commentary, licking and drooling and demonstrating some of what she had shared before.
"But I don't really like the taste of cum," shares Viv before she can get too far along, wiping the back of her hand across her mouth. "The real reason to give a blowjob is to make this part easier!"
Viv stood up then. After a long winded and drawn out introduction to fucking, she turned herself around and dropped her butt onto her uncle's lap. Reaching under herself, she guided the patient cock to her pussy, groaning loudly as she sunk herself onto it. Only then did Viv put less attention on her lesson and more towards the doing. But there was one more thing she wanted Sally to see.
"C'mon! Look under and watch it go in!"
Sally couldn't say no, although she felt she should. Crouching down in front of her friend, she waited for Viv to part her legs to reveal Darryl's cock already inside Vivian's pussy. Viv lifted herself off then, giving an overacting shout of pleasure when he slipped free of her lips, but hardly waited a moment before grabbing her uncle and lining him up to go back in. Sally almost couldn't watch Viv's vulva be split by the head of Mr Potts's slippery cock. Almost. She swore she tried to look away, but her eyes remained fixated as the flared glans forced apart and then popped past Viv's lips and the shaft behind it began to disappear inch by inch, the spicy niece consuming her uncle's veiny sausage.
Convincing herself that she'd seen enough to satisfy Viv, Sally stood up. The young girl took a step back - to offer some space, not for a better angle - as Vivian began to work her hips and ass, dipping smoothly up and down Darryl's cock.
"Finally..." Darryl mumbles, gritting his teeth as his luscious little niece drops her pussy down his shaft. He tries to push up into her as she descends, wanting more of her, but Viv is plenty happy with the top half of his cock.
"You can - uhn - use your butt too if you want. Guys like anal too, a-and - ahn! - you're definitely a virgin, so... you do you!"
Viv gets more vocal as she continues and cries out more and more as Darryl sneakily gets deeper. He still keeps his hands clear, but pulling his hips into the couch makes Viv drop lower, and carefully timed thrusts has him tapping his niece's womb in no time. Viv's instructions give way to shouts and screams, playing it up for Sally's benefit, but after a couple minutes of her slit being stretched Viv is the one pushing herself all the way down Darryl's shaft, rubbing her clit for good measure.
"Sally?"
Vivian slaps her hands down onto Darryl's knees and pushes herself off of her uncle as Aunt Julia rounds the corner of the living room. It is of course a wasted effort. Although a continually masturbating Sally was the first thing to catch Julia's eye, there wasn't much left to her imagination spotting her husband's stiff wet cock standing proud from the couch and her mostly naked niece stumbling away from him on shaky legs.
The matron of the house had stepped out into the unexpected scene wearing a towel and looking confused, but she didn't appear wet. Her gaze bounced between her red faced niece, her guilty looking husband (who didn't bother trying to hide himself, covering his face if anything) and her masturbating guest. A hand on her hip, with another holding her wine glass, Julia stared down the living room tryst, trying to keep a calm tone. "What's going on out here, Darryl?"
"It's a game! Sally's game!" Viv nervously shouts. Sally scowled at that. She couldn't blame Vivian for not wanting to get in trouble, but getting thrown under the bus didn't seem fair either. But Darryl replied before Sally could.
"I haven't done a single thing!" insists Darryl. "I was told to sit here and not touch, and that's exactly what I've been doing!"
Julia appeared skeptical to say the least, but she'd had more than enough wine to be swayed by flimsy explanations. "Is that so?
"Yeah! It just sorta happened! We found Sally walking around all naked and I'm all "are you looking to..." and she's like "show me first" and, well, I think Darryl got me pretty drunk y'know, but I mean we're ALL horny, so I said "hey uncle, why don't y-"
Julia waved her hand to stop her niece. "No, no, that's fine. I believe you. So this is all another one of your sleepover games, eh? Is that right, Sally?"
"Um, yeah, that's it," nodded the nervous masturbator, rubbing her pussy on autopilot. She had to agree. The alternative to the almost-true story that had been proposed, that Viv and Darryl just started fucking in the living room, would undoubtedly get those two in a lot more trouble, so Sally was willing to help them out even if it made her look bad. Julia just shook her head with disappointment, taking another sip from her glass, her previous encounter with Sally making this all that much more believable.
"God, between the drinking and the stripping and the, erm... You girls are just... I know, I know, you're all just having fun at your sleepover, but... I haven't even made it into the bath! I was so close to... but I couldn't finish with all the yelling... and dragging your uncle into this!" Julia trails in and out while ranting to herself, demonstrating how much wine she already has in her. But instead of finishing her disjointed thoughts and coming to some sort of conclusion or punishment, she sits down next to her husband and gestures at the girls. "Alright then, finish up your game."
Vivian and Sally glance at each other. "Um... what?"
"Go on! You keep on doing whatever it is you were doing."
"I was only rubbing on it," muttered Vivian. Julia rolled her eyes and continued. "I said I was going to stay out of your sleepover, but the least I can do is make sure Darryl follows the rules."
"Julia, I swear, I didn't-"
"Oh, shut up," she interrupts Darryl, but the slap that follows is playful rather than angry. "As if you aren't loving the attention of a bunch of horny girls! I thought the boys would get dragged in before you did, but... I mean even Sally and I almost..." Julia then waves her hand to interrupt herself, not wanting to admit to anything, and turns back to the girls. "Well? What's wrong Vivian? It's just a game, isn't it? What are we waiting for? Chop chop!"
"Uh... actually, it's Sally's turn now."
Sally's eyes go wide hearing this. Her turn? Since when? She assumes that Vivian must not want to show her aunt what she'd been doing with her uncle, but that left Sally in a tricky position. Sally couldn't not do something, or for that matter start fighting with Vivian about who's turn it is, or she might risk spoiling Julia's leniency. Worse than that, she could make Vivian mad. Pissing off the teenager might bring the whole wrath of the sleepover on her later, or get her kicked out of it altogether.
But what should she do? Any one thing would probably be good enough to end the game. But... could she do anything? There were a few obvious possibilities to be sure. Thanks to Vivian, Sally had all sorts of ideas in her head now. And staring down at Mr Potts's slick dick as she touched herself helped those ideas float to the forefront of her mind, even though some of those ideas felt scary.