A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/Week4/Cracks/Movie
"Okay, a movie then. And whatever I want, right?!"
"Anything for my girl." Ryan cemented his promise with a tight hug, but followed it up with, "What was that new cartoon that came out recently?"
"I don't want to watch a cartoon, dad," she scoffed, rolling her eyes, despite watching several already that morning. "I want to watch a real movie."
"Oh, pardon me madam! I'll leave it up to the lady to decide."
Sally was already scheming. She bounded to the couch ahead of her father to start sifting her way through different streaming options, opting for one her parents frequented in the hopes it might have the sort of thing she was looking for. She knew mom would come home after dropping off Devin so if they could all watch a movie together - the right kind of movie - maybe Sally could get a spark going while she was in the room.
The excited girl nearly typed in "sex" in the search bar as Ryan sat down next to her. Despite daddy's promise, she wasn't sure she could get away with that. It would be a little on the nose. Besides, what movies had the word "sex" in the title? She was pretty sure it wasn't a category either.
Instead she searched for "romance". That brought Ryan to nod and roll his eyes and promptly pull out his phone, and Sally could see why. None of what came up fit what she was looking for. She needed a better search word. And she found it with "passion".
It was surprising how many movies had the word "passion" in the title. But as Sally flicked through the results they quickly became less mainstream and more questionable. One in particular caught her eye, something called "Wanton Passion". It was unrated, but with an explicit content warning. That was intriguing and she hoped it was what she was looking for.
"We're going to watch this one!" Sally excitedly proclaimed, snuggling closer to Ryan.
"Good choice, sweetie," he affirmed, briefly glancing up from his phone as he extended his arm behind his little girl's shoulders before letting his forearm drape down the front of her bare torso.
Sally wanted to chastise dad for being on his phone, but the opening of the movie distracted her. There was a silhouette of a woman undressing. That cut away to a man in the woods taking off his shirt before swinging an ax at a log. The woman spoke of her one true passion, her hands starting to roam her silhouette. The shot repeatedly jumped from her hands to close ups of the man grunting and sweating while swinging his arms. The tension built until the screen went black and she said, "He was my passion."
"You're sure this is the movie?" asked Ryan after listening to the opening. Sally giggled quietly to herself.
"Uh-huh! I really want to see this!"
The movie progressed somewhat normally from there. So normally that, for a little while, Sally forgot why she had picked this film in the first place. But when a scene suddenly changed from a coffee shop to a side shot of a pair of bare hips grinding against each other her jaw dropped open. The tight shot panned upward to reveal two very naked people ravaging each other while standing in front of a window.
Even though no privates were shown, Sally felt instantly uncomfortable. Her hair stood up and she rubbed her thighs together instinctively, her whole body becoming tingly watching this embracing couple kiss as light cascaded past their unclothed bodies. This was pretty inappropriate, something that even Devin might get in trouble for watching. What would mommy think?
"I'm home!"
Already on edge, a nervous Sally frantically mashed the buttons on the remote until the scene went away, breathing a sigh of relief once she knew she wasn't going to get in trouble.
"Why'd you restart the movie, pumpkin?"
Sally hit pause before the silhouette could undress herself. "Umm... I did want mom to watch it with us." That had been her plan, but now she was scared to go through with it.
"What are we watching?" asked Ava as she popped around the corner.
"'A Woman's Passion', or something like that. It wasn't my choice."
"Daddy said we could watch whatever I wanted," Sally was quick to point out, defensively in fact.
"Ooo, sounds like something Abby and I would watch! Let me get some popcorn!"
Sally hadn't been ready for that jarring scene but she knew that this was what she had wanted. What she was questioning now was whether this was really a scheme to get her parents horny or did she just want an excuse to watch a sexy movie? It felt like the latter given how she reacted when mom had come home, but it would be even more awkward for Sally to ask her parents to leave the room so she could watch it alone.
What Sally did determine is that she might be better off giving the couch to her parents so that she could hide under a blanket on the floor and enjoy herself a little while they all watched. That would give them more room for their spark too. So once Ava returned with popcorn and Sally unpaused the movie, the nudist tried to do just that, giving up her spot to her mom. But as soon as Ava sat down, Ryan grabbed hold of his daughter's hips before she could walk away and pulled her onto his lap.
"My favorite daughter isn't going to sit on the floor!" he announced, wrapping his arms around her. Sally giggled and fought against his strong hands while mom got comfy beside them.
"Ryan, cut that out. Let go of her... besides, she's my favorite daughter, and she's going to sit with me!"
Her mom hooked Sally's waist and dragged her from Ryan's lap onto Ava's. That turned things into a game of tug of war, Sally laughing as Ryan and Ava jerked their naked daughter from side to side, attacking each other with pokes and tickles while their hands went all over their little girl's body. After a few minutes, a red faced Sally was the one to call for a truce agreeing to sit between them. But in reality she was straddled atop their laps, Ryan having pulled Ava close and forcing each side of Sally's narrow bum to rest on a different parent's thigh. Sally didn't mind one bit and leaned more toward her father so she could rest her head on his chest
Her parent's playfulness ensured that they all missed the opening scene. Sally wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing, since they would be less prepared, but she waited on pins and needles for the coffee shop to show up. She could feel her face become flush knowing what was right around the corner, mom innocently munching on popcorn and dad scrolling on his phone.
"Oh... oh my... Ryan?!"
"Hmm? Oh! Wow, how about that."
"...Sally?"
"Uh-huh?"
"You wanted to watch this?"
Sally stared right alongside her parents as the couple on screen became more lustful, framed by the rays of light streaming through their window. The woman threw a leg behind the man as she pulled his head down toward her chest, throwing her hair back as he sucked on her nipples. It was shot as tastefully as possible, her arm obscuring an open view of her chest, but what they were doing was far beyond suggestive. The camera cut between several carefully chosen angles, but there wasn't the slightest doubt about the "authenticity" of this scene.
"Daddy promised I could."
"I did, didn't I?" Ryan couldn't help but chuckle to himself, then patted Sally's thigh reassuringly. "It's okay, pumpkin. I know I promised. It's, um... well, it's new."
Ava set her popcorn bowl aside with half a mind to cover Sally's eyes. Instead she rested a hand on Sally's side while leaning closer to her husband, whispering, "This isn't exactly... appropriate, Ryan."
"How was I supposed to know that?"
"But they're not even showing anything!" insisted Sally, shifting her bum anxiously, part of her hoping the movie would become less sexy so her parents wouldn't turn it off and another part of her frustrated that they weren't showing even more.
Sally's statement was accurate - just barely - but thankfully the scene ended as abruptly as it began, jumping to the aftermath. The man lay naked in bed with his arms above his head, a thin sheet draped over one of his splayed legs and half of his pelvis which worked to barely conceal his cock, the outline of which was quite apparent. Meanwhile his partner could be seen in the next room taking a shower, her body obscured only by steam.
"They're not, that's true..." agreed Ava, fixated on the screen, still touching her daughter.
"Yeah, this isn't so bad," noted Ryan, finally setting his phone down.
The movie kept rolling and the three of them settled in, curious to see where the roller coaster was going to take them next. They were only left wondering for a few minutes before it was clear they were in for another ride.
The woman is with a new man, the two of them pacing around a studio apartment as if sizing each other up for a fight. The narrator goes on to talk about the best lover she ever had, but it isn't clear if she is explaining this to the man or to the audience as he seems to react based on her words.
In short order the two of them are embracing. He gropes her over her shirt, then slips his hands under it, while she unbuttons his. With his shirt removed, he swiftly lowers her pants. The woman becomes more coy at this point, unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans, but refusing to take them off. Teasing each other verbally, he slowly gets her more worked up until she backs him against a wall and slips her hand inside his boxers.
By this point the scene had already lasted longer than the first one, and Sally was struggling to watch. It's a little out of her comfort zone, but she was convinced that her parents were going to turn it off at any moment. She keeps glancing left and right over her shoulder, worried to get in trouble, certain that this can't go on any further.
Sally's shifting and fidgeting brings Ryan to grip his daughter's leg, his fingers dipping down the inside of her thigh. He gives her leg a squeeze, silently telling her that it's okay. She does stop fidgeting, because she freezes. Does her dad realize where his fingers landed? They're awfully high up her leg.
Sally slowly closes her thighs around Ryan's hand to give it a brief squeeze and lets out a measured sigh. Both of her parents' hands were now on her, with Ava's hand having drifted onto Sally's stomach. Sally pulled on her mom's wrist and then hugged Ava's arm tightly. Accepting her affection, Ava reacted by placing a peck on her daughter's head. Ryan playfully puckered his lips asking where his was, and the two of them shared a peck before returning their attention to the movie.
The scene only got raunchier. The camera moved behind the woman as the man pushed her away. He stripped off her top and took off her panties then dropped to his knees. Pulling out to a wide shot, the woman turned her head to the side for the sake of the audience, sharing the profile of her ecstasy. They showed her entirely naked backside with her lover at her feet, his hands wrapping around to squeeze her ass while his chin was just visible between her thighs. Once again, nothing in particular was shown - her full buttocks being the most of any private part yet shown - but there was no mistaking what was happening. It was a static shot too, the still camera watching her legs vibrate as the man worked his maw at her mound, as if trying to make the viewer equal parts uncomfortable and horny.
"That's it! I can't take it!"
"You and me both, lady," quipped Ryan with a chuckle, successfully cutting some of the tension in the room. Ava was about to speak up herself and instead playfully shushed her husband. She followed that up with a few whispers and finally a kiss that lingered longer than she had intended. What the two of them couldn't see was how wide-eyed Sally was, drinking in such an indecent sight. She subtly slouched in her seat hoping Ryan's hand would travel further up her thighs as she clenched her bum.
The woman did appear to cum, her scream of pleasure silenced by the narrator's voice cutting in, muting the couple in the room as Sally watched the woman fall backwards onto a bed, which brought another scene change. Once nothing lewd was happening in front of her, Sally picked up on what her parents were sharing behind her, a few hushed dirty words and the odd smacking of lips.
A few minutes later the protagonist was in front of an easel. The camera slowly swung around the room to reveal an incomplete painting of a nude man leaning against a counter with his foot on a stool. Though incomplete, Sally cocked her head slightly when she saw that the man's penis had been very accurately captured by the artist. And then she saw the man come into frame from behind the easel, out of focus but distinctly nude.
"Maybe you could be our model for our next paint night," teased Ava, giving her husband another kiss.
"I'd much rather paint you."
"Mmm. Yeah?"
"Yeah, Jack Pollock style..."
As Ryan said this, his hand idly rubbed his daughter's thigh, the feeling of soft supple flesh beneath his fingers too familiar to ignore. She opened her legs slightly, assuming her dad wanted to pull his hand away, but he stayed put. Sally watched with awe as her father's hand squeezed and groped her inner thigh, barely but repeatedly grazing against one of her pussy lips. He thought nothing of whose leg he was rubbing, focused instead on his wife's tongue as she pushed past his lips.
Sally wasn't sure whether to watch the screen or her parents, but she wasn't about to move while her dad's hand was so close to her crotch. So she did her best to keep her eyes forward while letting her mother's hand slip lower and lower down Sally's torso as her parents continued to kiss and talk dirty.
Two minutes later the model is asked if he would be okay with being erect for a pose. He says that if she wants to put him into a pose she should do it herself so she knows it's right. After approaching him, Sally watches the bold woman grab onto the model's manhood just below the frame, looking straight into his eyes while she pumps her arm. Once she stops, he asks if that's all she wants from him. She grins, then grabs his cock again, all but ordering the model to undress her.
It pulls back to a wide shot just as her bottoms fall off of her. Her hand is still stroking the underside of his cock, this time fully in frame. There's nothing in the way, just a naked lady tugging on a naked guy's erect cock. A moment later it zooms in and they kiss wildly, soon fucking standing up, one of her legs lifted into frame as her boobs bounce from his powerful hip thrusts. There are careful angles and less careful angles, flashing glimpses of sex then close-ups of kissing with jump cuts of patches of skin and roaming hands. But it's very raw and almost in real time, no music, just their hot and heavy love making.
Sally was beside herself. Mouth agape, staring unflinchingly at an extremely inappropriate movie, she remains deathly still and silent trying to not draw her parents' attention while also trying to not react to what they are doing to her. Ava's lazy hand keeps dropping to Sally's pelvis, flirting with the top of Sally's mound before returning to her chest only for a slow gravity fed descent to resume moments later. But her father was directly rubbing her pussy. His grip on her slim thigh had gotten firmer as he excitedly massaged her leg but not before he had pushed the rest of the way up it.
For several minutes Ryan's index finger had been pressed into the crook of Sally's pelvis and against one of her vulva. It couldn't be on purpose, but it was true; her own father was rubbing her pussy. And between the wandering hand of her mother and the direct stimulation from her father, Sally didn't think she could watch this movie for much longer.
Sally made it to the next raunchy scene, but barely, and only because the last scene ended before anyone finished. But the next one did her in. The gorgeously toned model, chatting with the painter the next day over breakfast, suddenly walked around the table and bent the woman over to feel up her ass through spandex shorts. The camera offered a close up too, cutting between their faces and his hand dipping between her ass cheeks as he explained how powerful a woman's walk can be. He rounded each of her cheeks and squeezed her ass before taking off her shorts altogether.
Sally gulped hard and slouched a little more, trying to press more of her sex against her daddy's hand. The painter wore little more than a gstring beneath her shorts, a paltry bit of fabric hugging her pussy, but the camera kept a tight shot of her ass in one corner of the frame as it looked up at the model who continued to rub her. In short order his hand dipped between her legs and plainly rubbed her pussy over her gstring, the fabric shifting and teasing the edges of the woman's vagina, her lips well defined - even out of focus - as the model sawed his way through the center of them.
That was when Sally lost it. She wasn't aware of how close she was. She tried to hold back, finally closing her legs around daddy's hand in a bid to contain him and closing her eyes to avoid the screen. But the closeup image of that manly hand lovingly exploring that woman's underside was on repeat behind her eyelids, and closing her legs only made things worse for her pussy. Instead of being stuck in the crook of her leg, bringing her thighs together brought her father's finger square between each of her vulva, and an instant later he was massaging through her cleft, the side of his hand grinding her clit.
She had no hope of stopping anything then. Already edging, Sally clamped her thighs even harder and bit her tongue as her mom's fingers brushed over one of her nipples. She came a moment later, squirming in her parents' laps, holding back her desire to cry out, trying as hard as she could to not let on what was happening. Her parents were unaware as they "innocently" cuddled her on the couch, kissing and carrying on with their daughter focused on the film.
When the intensity of the orgasm she fought hopelessly against began to drop, Sally parted her legs. For a moment her father continued to press his hand into her, up and down as he massaged her, but when her crotch opened wide his hand was centered squarely on her mound. She tried to stay quiet, but a few squeaks and jerks she couldn't contain finally grabbed her dad's attention.
Between Sally's gasps and twitching and the moistness Ryan was now spreading both across his fingers and between her legs, her father finally realized what he had been rubbing and calmly pulled his hand up onto Sally's pelvis. Though surprised by where his hand was, he didn't let it distract him from making out with his wife. Once daddy's hand was gone, Sally let out a huge sigh and sank into her parents with relief, her head listing to one side as her sigh ended with a soft moan.
Her reprieve was brief. Once Sally stretched open her legs, hooking one of her feet behind her mom's calves to air out her slick young slit, Ava was reminded her daughter was still on top of them. Reflexively, Ava moved her hand off of Sally's stomach, passed Ryan parked on Sally's pelvis, and reached down, fingers spread, to touch the top of Sally's young skinny thigh. She did this to acknowledge her daughter's presence but also to try to keep her still so that Ava and Ryan wouldn't have to stop.
But with Ava's mind having a penchant for wandering, and that mind being filled with sex, her hand couldn't remain still. In no time she was stroking the length of her young daughter's slim limb, her beautiful girl's warm flawless skin a true joy to touch. Rounding her baby's knee, she skirted back up the inside of her thigh just as Ryan reached across their daughter to openly grope Ava's tits. This instantly put Sally on edge again. As dad's arm held her back, mom's active fingers clumsily skirted over Sally's pussy and cupped the tween's pelvis in place of Ryan.
Her parents didn't care much about the movie anymore (though it was amazing that it still wasn't over) despite it getting them started. Sally would have openly admitted that it wasn't appropriate for her after finding so many gratuitous parts difficult to get through. But even though her parents were no longer watching the skin flick before them, it didn't seem like they were about to go anywhere. Sally didn't want them to either, excited to have them caressing her skin now that it felt so electric, though she was still trying to process whether her father had really just given her an orgasm.
As Sally's hormones and thoughts swirled and mingled, she wondered where she could take this. She could try to bring their attention back to the movie. She might be able to show them how mature she was if she could quip or critique those sexy scenes well enough. But it was hard to know what to say with mom's fingers draped across her pubic mound and lightly cupping her crotch. If only they were lined up a little better... Although, maybe she could get them to put more intention behind their roaming hands if she were to ask.