Message-ID: <40447asstr$1042596603@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: emilyplayer@yahoo.co.nz (Emily) X-Original-Message-ID: <571bb70f.0301141215.25e5f62a@posting.google.com> Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: 14 Jan 2003 20:15:51 GMT X-MailScanner: PASSED (v1.2.7 43581 h0EKFpI1059948 mailbox1.ucsd.edu) X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 14 Jan 2003 12:15:51 -0800 Subject: {ASSM} Life with Vivien - A Piece of Roleplay (MFg, pedo, romance) Date: Tue, 14 Jan 2003 21:10:03 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, hecate Introduction ------------ Hello gentle reader. What follows isn't a usual type of a story. Instead, it's a transcript of a set of roleplay sessions I did with my friend. Many of you aren't familiar with this type of roleplay, so I'll try to explain what it is all about. You can consider our roleplay as cooperative story telling: both of us assume the role of one or more characters, and we take turns typing story narrative or dialogue of the characters. Everything happens in real time: while one of us types, the other one waits. When we did the roleplay, we had no plans of publishing any of it; we were playing purely for our own amusement. Keeping that in mind will allow you to understand why some of the dialogue is awkward, the turns of the plot are silly, or the world in which the roleplay takes place is weird. That said, some effort was made to compile and edit our sessions into something coherent. In fact, we're reasonably satisfied that the result is significantly better than most of the erotic material posted to Usenet these days. (We miss the "good old days" when posters with something resembling linguistic talent wrote stories, or took the time to proof and edit. Alas!) Our roleplay was inspired by 9-year-old actress Vivien Cardone who plays Delia in TV drama Everwood. There is a decent picture of her at URL http://www.thewb.com/Faces/CastBio/0,7930,63680~2,00.html. The roleplay involves mainly three characters. The most important is of course Vivien, who is much the way she appears in Everwood, except with a rather perfect personality for our tastes. Both my friend and I play Vivien's character, taking turns to suit each situation. I play a character named Emily. She is an 18-year-old girl who takes care of Vivien, being her cousin and the only living relative. They live in a house Emily inherited from Vivien's parents. Emily is strikingly beautiful, with looks of a 15- or 16-year-old girl. She has a fit, slender body and long, golden hair. In a word, she's perfect. And why wouldn't she be? If I am to imagine I'm someone else, I am certainly going to pick someone with perfect looks. My friend plays Jesse, a 22-year-old man and a friend of Emily's. He got a job nearby some two weeks ago and rented a room in the house. He looks equally as perfect as Emily, being six feet tall, with short, sandy blond hair, and an athletic physique with hard-earned washboard abs. Below, I'm going to refer to both my friend and his character as Jesse. Our roleplay was inspired by a scene in episode 7 of season one, titled "We Hold These Truths." Vivien goes to wake her uncle (actually a close family friend) who is taking a nap on the couch, and ends up being tickled by him. The laughing squeal that Vivien makes while being tickled is absolutely adorable, and makes us smile every time. Vivien's interesting look when she leans over her uncle while telling him to wake up is what sparked the whole roleplay. My friend and I chatted about what Vivien might be thinking when looking at her sleeping uncle, and that talk evolved into a conversation that established the setting for the roleplay that followed. As that chat is likely less interesting reading than the actual roleplay, I put it into the end of this text under title Prologue. You can go ahead and jump to the end to read it now and then continue with the first roleplay session, or just read the summary of the prologue below. We imagined that instead of Vivien's uncle, it's Jesse napping on the couch. Vivien feels curious about Jesse's body, and watches and touches him a little, feeling aroused, but then gets nervous and stops. Also some other slightly sexual incidents with Vivien were thought up. Vivien doesn't yet realize that she feels sexually about Jesse, but Jesse certainly knows he finds Vivien very sexy. It was also established that Vivien is very fond of Jesse, and wishes to spend more time with him. Emily's relationship with Vivien was found to be a very close one. They sleep in the same bed, and Emily often masturbates next to Vivien, even snuggling her while doing so, and Vivien thinks nothing of that. We then decided to start doing actual roleplay, with the simple plot that Jesse comes read a bedtime story for Vivien. Publishing something like this is new territory for us, so we would be quite receptive to any feedback you might have. If we discover that people other than ourselves actually find this material interesting, we'll continue to compile and post our roleplay sessions. There have been several more since the last one of this set, and we also frequently roleplay in another, considerably more fantastic (and less realistic) world. Please email your feedback to emilyplayer@yahoo.co.nz Roleplay Session 1 ------------------ Emily: It's 10 pm and I'm lying in my large bed with Vivien. She's in her night gown, and I'm in my usual bed attire of a t-shirt and panties. I'm sitting up against the back of the bed, and just reaching for the bedtime story book, and she's snuggled to my side, looking forward to hearing the story. Jesse: First I knock on the door, since it's closed. It's not like you to close your door, but then I've only been living here a couple weeks and don't know you too well. I hear you call to come in, so I do, and see you and Vivien snuggling in bed. I'm naturally instantly jealous. Emily: "Hi Jesse," I greet you, and glance down at Vivien who turns to look at you. "Hi!" she brightens, though I can tell she's a little curious. It's not common to see you in this room, although that's probably been unnecessary of you. You're quite welcome anywhere in the house. "We're just about to start the bedtime story here. Little red riding hood, isn't it Vivien?" I continue. "Mm'hm," she nodnods her head, then looks back at you, more curious about you than about the story. Jesse: "That's one of my favorites," I reply, not even lying. I especially like the part where the wolf tries to eat little red riding hood. I think the wolf has the right idea. Although at this moment, I do confess to prefer Emily read us the story than me read it. But maybe we should ask Vivien what she wants. Emily: I look at you for a moment, smiling. I can imagine why you're here. Your attraction is quite obvious, and sweet in my opinion. It's not often that one sees such genuine fondness and appreciation of young girls, and I can completely understand your feelings. Were I not in a position to snuggle the little darlings at any time, being a female, I'd be just like you are. So knowing why you're here, I don't ask, and instead offer a reason. "Want to read the story this time?" I ask you. My hand is on Vivien's shoulder, a bit around her. Seeing your delighted surprise and hesitation, I urge you on. "Come on. That'd be nice for a change, wouldn't it Vivien?" Vivien nods eagerly. She doesn't get to be with you nearly enough, in her opinion, with you at work all day, and with her only 6 hours every evening. Jesse: I slide under the covers of your bed. Quite literally slide, as they're silk and quite slippery, and I consider that any man sleeping under these sheets naked would constantly be horny. You pass me the book, and to my delight, Vivien shifts her position so that she is leaning into me. Boldly, I put my arm around her and rest the book on her lap so that she can see the pictures while I read to her. Emily: I very glad to see how naturally Vivien snuggles to your side, and it shows. I happily tousle her silky hair, and give you a bright smile too. I was afraid Vivien would feel awkward, but clearly that'll not be the case. And I'm happy for you also. Jesse: I begin reading, and after some time, discover that my hand is idly stroking her shoulder. I turn to look at you, and you're looking at my hand, and I begin to feel nervous by reflex, until I realize that you're only encouraging me, and you smile at that. My impulse is to lean down and kiss Vivien on the top of the head, but now is not the time. Emily: Vivien looks happy like a purring kitten. Obviously she's been really hoping to get to cuddle up really good with you for some time now. I notice you tense for a moment as you see me watching, so I put my hand on yours for a moment, softly, letting you know it's just fine to keep it on her. I'm happy for Vivien. Jesse: I feel the bed shake as you slide gracefully closer to Vivien, closing the gap that she created by moving into my side. Your moving caused one of the silk sheets to pull slightly, causing Vivien's leg to be exposed. Her skin looks so creamy and smooth, and I'm looking at it now while Vivien is busy commenting on one of the pictures. You see me looking at Vivien in "that way" and smile knowingly. Emily: Vivien looks up at you and smiles, then snuggles better into your side, sighing a little. "You read real well," she comments, as you do the wolf sound. "Emily doesn't do nearly as good wolf as you do." She's heard the story many times. Vivien puts her hand in front of her mouth in anticipation as the story nears its climax, but she's smiling brightly all the while. This is great fun to her, anybody can see that. I'm certain that afterwards, even if nothing more happens (which, certainly, is unlikely), this will look like one of the big events of this summer to her, like one of those magical events that one experiences when young. I'm quite happy to watch and be there. I could go away and let you two be together, sure, but Vivien probably feels more secure with me here, like she's used to. I know my presence won't make her shy with you. Regarding your shyness, well... I'm sure you'll overcome that with Vivien all over you like that. Jesse: I think I'm nearly ready to cast away my inhibitions, for sure. Feeling Vivien against me like this, so close and warm, is making me crazy for her. Hearing her giggle and squeal when at my dramatic reading of her story is so wonderful. I'm so quickly falling in love with her. Emily: Vivien drapes a knee over yours, the leg now completely uncovered by the blanket. It's a hot summer night, and the room is warm, and the blanket is just a thin slip of silk anyway. A warm body next to you is perfectly enough to keep one warm. I smile again as I hear Vivien squeal, and I gently run my fingers through her hair. Her nightgown is showing almost all of her legs, and, with her having no panties or anything else underneath, makes me idly wonder how long it is until you get to see all of her waist bare. She's not used to paying attention to things like that. Sometimes we both sleep naked, and she thinks nothing of that either. When the story ends, Vivien quickly asks for another. Jesse: "Another one?" I look at you for approval, and you just smile, and I realize you would let me read to her until morning if Vivien and I had the stamina for that. "Well why don't you pick out another," I tell her. Emily: It amuses me a little to realize that while you've been here, you have glanced at my breasts almost not once, although my nipples have been making pretty nice little bumps on my shirt half the time. It's easy to see I'd lose the competition for you to Vivien. Jesse: Vivien squeals in delight, and leaps off the bed to the bookshelf. She sits on the floor cross-legged, and I suddenly realize she's not wearing any underwear. My eyes go wide as I look, and I hear you beside me unable to stop yourself from giggling at my obvious reaction. Emily: I laugh softly, letting Vivien think it's because of something whatever else; and I don't fail to glance down at your lap to see what Vivien is going to see in a moment, is anything out of ordinary. "You don't know what you've gotten yourself into." I comment to you quietly. "She'll have you read to you until you'll lose your voice." Jesse: "Come help me find one," Vivien says to me. Like a puppy dog, I obey without question. She could totally command me. It scares me a bit to think of what would happen if she knew that. I sit behind her and look through the books. She suggests I can pick one if I see one that catches my eye. She's already got a pile of 10 books that she's trying to short-list. She narrows it down to 5, and she can't choose, so she asks me to pick one. Emily: I pull my legs up and rest my chin on my knee, watching you two, hugging my legs. I feel very comfortable and good. I lean my head back against the wall behind the bed and rub my hair against it, closing my eyes, then stay still and just listen to your sounds and voices. Jesse: "They're all good books," I tell her, "can't you pick one?" She pauses and thinks for a moment, and her face lights up and she says, "Will you read them all to me?" Emily: "I can't believe I've read all those to her several times." I ponder aloud, with my eyes open again. Jesse: "All of them? That will take hours, hon." I called her "hon" before I even realized it; the word just came out so naturally. I wondered if she'd notice. "It's okay, I'm not tired," she manipulates. "Maybe you're not, but I'm not the reading machine you think I am." I look at the books and pretend to think, and I say "let's pick this one" and take the middle book. It's a Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen book. It's 250 pages. I laugh inwardly. Emily: "Hey, it's Saturday tomorrow," I laugh, "you have three days to finish that thing." Jesse: Vivien leaps up onto the bed and sits on top all the sheets and pats the spot where I was sitting. "Come on, we'd better get started, it's a big book!" she smiles. I tell her "Maybe we'll just read a few chapters." I suspect she's maybe more tired than she lets on. Emily: I lie down on my side on the bed, behind Vivien and put an arm around her as I wait for you to join us. "Come on, I haven't heard that book for... several days." I grin, snuggling Vivien closer. Vivien pays no heed to my snuggling. Jesse: I try to read as entertainingly as I can to Vivien. She's obviously enjoying the story, for the Nth time, and after 3 chapters and 45 minutes she is showing no signs of tiring. This girl is amazing, I think to myself, she really _would_ go all night. My voice is getting raspy and hoarse from reading, and I hear you giggle to yourself every few minutes, and I wonder what you're thinking about. Your eyes are unfixed, and I consider that you might not even be listening to the story, but rather thinking about something else entirely. "Unggh, Vivien," my voice crackles and pops, "I don't think I can read anymore." Vivien hops up sits on her knees, and puts her face close to mine, and looks inquisitively. She's so close I could kiss her. "I know!" she exclaims, "I'll get you a glass of water!" And with that, she leaps off the bed and runs to the washroom. Emily: I look up at you. "It's your presence she's really enjoying, you know, not the story." I'm lying on my back now. Jesse: "Well I'm enjoying hers too. I could do this forever. Or at least until I can't talk anymore. Which will be soon." I reply. She returns with two cups of water, one in each hand. "Are you planning a marathon?" I smile at her. I drink both glasses of water at once, and continue to read to her while she boldly twirls the hair on my legs. Emily: Vivien tugs on a hair on your leg, and it stings, and makes you jerk. She pulls her hand back. My eyes are closed and my nose against her neck and an arm around her tummy. Jesse: "Umm," I rub the spot where she pulled, "that stuff is attached you know." I laugh, even though it stings. I read to her one more chapter and finally Vivien yawns. "What's this? Are you tired at last?" I ask. "A little," she rubs her eyes. "Tired of stories, anyway." Emily: I clear my throat, since I've been silent for a good while now, and suggest. "Anything interesting happen today, honey?" I ask Vivien softly, then look up at you, explaining. "We often talk of our day before going to sleep." Vivien thinks to herself for a moment. It happens that this was the day when she watched and touched you when you were pretending to sleep. Vivien turns around and whispers to me, and I whisper back, and she whispers to me, and I whisper back. And then she turns to you again. "Nothing much," she denies. "Can I sit on your lap while you read? Emily lets me sit on hers all the time." she asks, looking cutely a little worried about your reply. I stroke her hair reassuringly. Jesse: I eye Vivien suspiciously. "Nothing much, eh?" I squint my eyes at her, wondering if she just confessed to you about her little exploits this morning. She's surely be embarrassed if she knew I knew... Emily: I give you a little nod as you give that wondering look. Vivien just fidgets a little as you eye her that way, not willing to answer. Jesse: I pat my lap and invite her to sit with me. I'm wearing the same thing as I was this morning -- my usual sleeping attire -- simple draw string cotton lounge pants and a tank top. "But just one more chapter, okay?" Emily: Vivien smiles brightly, and climbs into your lap. She'll promise anything she needs to to have you continue. As she leans her back to your chest, her bottom, very bare, settles very comfortably on your lap, and she pulls your arm around herself, probably the way she'd pull mine. She gives me a smile, and I reach out to pet her hair a little. I sit against the back of the bed too, almost touching you, in order to see the book at least some. Emily: Vivien's dress is around her waist, just barely hiding her pubic mound from the view from above. The odds are the whole thing hasn't occurred to her. I'm not certain what she'd think of that if the thought occurred to her. Jesse: I feel butterflies in my stomach as Vivien pulls my arm tightly around her. I suddenly remember that she's not wearing any underwear, and that her bare bottom is sitting almost directly overtop my crotch, separated by only a single, thin layer of my cotton pants. I try desperately not to fixate on that thought, because I fear if there's any unknown activity down there she might move off my lap and I don't want that. Vivien lets go of my arm, and gravity carries my hand down to her bare thigh. I know that my fingers are just 2 small inches away from her vulva. I hear you laugh at me as I start stumbling and messing up the words and sentences, whereas just a few minutes before I was reading flawlessly. Emily: I lean closer to you, seeing your troubled look, and whisper very quietly to your ear. "It's okay, I think... she's curious, she loves you. Let it happen." I touch your arm warmly before pulling back. Jesse: I can no longer contain myself, and I begin to stroke her thigh with my finger tips. I won't touch her between her legs unless she tells me to, but I must touch her somehow, so I caress her thigh and knee, and I lean in and kiss her head, my words now muffled by her hair. I wonder to myself if Vivien has any idea how much she completely owns me at that moment. Emily: Vivien clearly doesn't mind your affections. She nuzzles her head under your chin and squirms a bit on your lap to get more comfortable. She moves her leg apart some more, your hand now stroking more on her sensitive inner thigh. She's facing me, and as I watch her content face, it occurs to me how different her outlook on this matter is now, compared to the clarity of her knowledge of it being naughty to touch you down there in her story of the earlier events today. Likely she's not connecting this cuddling to the naughty things. As you put the book down, she pulls the arm that is now free around herself again, as the other arm is busy stroking her leg. You likely don't notice me rubbing my nipple a little though my shirt as I watch you two. Not that I'd mind if you do see - I'd actually like it, to tell the whole truth, but obviously getting sexy is not the thing for me to do at this moment. Jesse: I squeeze her tightly to me and smell her hair, closing my eyes to savour the moment. Could anything possibly be more perfect and wonderful than this? With the book put away, I realize there is no longer any excuse for me to be here, except to cuddle and touch and caress Vivien. That may be reason enough, but I still feel a bit awkward about that, so I suggest that if no one is tired we watch some tv. Emily: Vivien doesn't seem to care about your comment. Perhaps you meant it to me anyway? I turn off the reading lamp, crawl to the end of the bed and fetch the the remote and turn on the TV, the volume very low, and sit there with my back towards you two. It's darkish in the room, most of the light coming from the TV, and you can mostly see my silhouette as I sit there my legs crossed. Vivien is petting your bare side. She's used to petting me in bed - and she likes doing that a lot - but the way you feel is strangely, and wonderfully different. She strokes your side slowly. So... much harder, yet soft and nice, just like Emily is. But... so powerful, and... male... She bites her lower lip as the earlier events of the day come back to her, and suddenly she realizes she feels something poking against her leg. Her eyes go wide, though you can't see it. Instinctively, I turn my head, and find her looking at me. I give Vivien a reassuring smile - which is all she wants, just my presence and approval - and turn back to the TV, giving you a little better sense of privacy. Her thoughts now on a fairly different track, she's unable to stop thinking of the fact that indeed, this is not Emily whose lap she is on, but the, let's face it, soo handsome Jesse that all her friends in school talk about and envy her for. For a moment she wonders if she's doing something bad. However, Emily would have told her if that were the case. Hence, she slowly moves her legs together, trapping some of your erection between them. Her heart is pounding so. This so so wild! She is unable to stop grinning, and must look down to hide it from you. Jesse: I feel her legs close around me, my hand also caught between them. I'm totally busted. I can't hide my intentions from her now, but I wonder what exactly she knows or at least suspects my intentions are. My cotton-covered erection is now snuggly pressing against her pussy, and I can feel her warmth, as she must also feel mine. I'm stunned and dazed. I can't move, except to feel my own heart pounding against Vivien's back. Up until now, this moment was just a fantasy. I never considered what I'd do if it happened, and it's happening, and I've no idea how to react. I look over to you and see you staring dazily at us, in the dim light, with one hand on your breast and the other nowhere in sight. Is this turning you on that much, I wonder? Emily: I keep slowly rubbing my nipple through my shirt, that sending shivers down my stomach right between my legs as I watch Vivien find herself in such a sexy situation. Vivien puts her hand on your arm around herself and holds it there. She squeezes your erection carefully with her legs, wanting to more fully feel it. She knows that I am watching, so nothing scary or bad can happen. And she's certain she's liking this. I see you looking at me for a moment, and form with my lips the words, asking "Is it okay?" glancing down at my hand on my breast. Jesse: I smile and nod, thinking to myself "it's perfectly okay if you don't mind the mess I'm about to leave in your bed." I can feel the sexual tension all around. It's a little more raw and unformed in Vivien's case, but I think there's no doubt she's about as horny as possible. And with you touching yourself god- knows-where and god-knows-how beside me, there's just no way I've any self control left in me. I gently pull my trapped hand from between Vivien's legs and softly, determinedly slide my hand up her silk nightie and begin to stroke her tummy. I squeeze her body with the arm that's wrapped around her, and lower my head to nuzzle her neck. I kiss her below her ear ever so softly, and she tilts her neck, exposing even more of her delicious skin to me. I gently blow warm air onto her neck and blanket her skin with it. I hear her sigh, and melt into me even more. My erection grows even firmer between her legs, if possible. My hand slides down toward her pubic bone, and I carefully stroke her there, methodically avoiding the upper part of her vulva. Not yet, not unless I can be sure she wants that. Emily: Vivien sighs as you move your hand onto her tummy. Every new event is a surprise, new territory to her. Just having your hand in there in her gown is mind blowing, and by the time you blow on her neck, she's oblivious to anything except your touch and presence. Her every move tells you she wants more... of all this whatever this is. I move closer, wanting to see it all. I sit a foot away from your legs, my legs folded under myself, a little apart, and start slowly rubbing myself between my legs. Jesse: The white-blue glow from the tv makes Vivien's hair shimmer and dance. I'm as oblivious to everything else as Vivien right now, perhaps even more so. I move my hand from her pubic mound back to her tummy, and up further, caressing the edges of her rib cage. I can feel the goosebumps on her skin, and it gives me goosebumps on my own. I move my hand up higher, and as a result pull more of her gown up with it. I can now for the first time see between her legs, although rather dimly lit, and that part of me wedged between them. I move my hand up higher and feel the gentle bump from her nipple, which hardens almost immediately under my fingertips. Emily: Vivien's own voice wakes up her up from her trance as she hears herself go "Aahh" as you touch her nipple, and makes her jolt a little. Her mouth is open, and she sees me sitting on my knees in front of her. I move onto all fours and come close and touch my nose to hers with my hand on her legs and whispers "It's alright honey. It's alright." I put a little kiss on her mouth before pulling back. She moans again as you softly rub your finger across her nipple, and starts moving her hips, rubbing against your erection between her legs. She rests the back of her head on your shoulder, her eyes closed, quickly slipping back into the magical, good place which she is just discovering. I stand up on my knees and slip out of my panties, causing as little distraction as possible, then sit back down on my knees. My hand goes back between my legs, the middle finger moving around somewhat quicker now, though it's all so hidden in shadows there's nothing much to see. It's not an issue that Vivien sees me like this. I masturbate next to her all the time, and she's learnt to accept it as ordinary occurrence years ago, something that occasionally wakes her up at night. She doesn't give it any thought. Jesse: I move my arm from around her body and with my newly freed hand begin to stroke her hair. The feeling I feel right now is so intense, I want to cry. Feelings of desire, warmth, compassion, lust, and, somehow, even love. I tilt her head to the side more, and I begin to kiss her neck again, while my other hand softly glides over to her other nipple. Soon my soft kisses turn wet, and I subtly begin to lick the skin on her shoulder and neck, moving up ward to her ear, where I take her lobe into my mouth. I can feel and hear Vivien's breathing getting shallow. Some part of me is still lucid, and I open my eyes and see you in front of us. It's obvious to me what you're doing, and seeing the look in your eyes makes me feel almost animalistic. Raw. And at the same time, I realize there's a special girl under my arms at this moment, and I must be gentle and soft. Any inhibitions I had before were cast aside when I saw the lust in your eyes. I muttered Vivien's name in her ear, and closed my eyes again. I clenched my groin muscles and made myself wiggle between her legs, hoping that it would cause her some pleasure. Then I moved my hand from her chest, tracing a line with my fingertips across her bellybutton to her pubic mound again, going as low as I could go with her legs closed against me like that. Still, low enough to feel the protrusion of her clitoris, which I just barely touched. Emily: Watching Vivien is such an aroused state is a turn on greater than I imagined. She won't be the same girl after this day, I'm certain. She was always sensual one, liking touching, but the sexual intent and purpose wasn't there. It will be after this, I know. Will I look forward to the past innocence? Perhaps, on an occasion, but this is all part of her growing up, and I'm happy to see her grow. And right now, it's hard not to think of how the nature of us sleeping together is going to change. As you touch her pussy, Vivien's hand shoots onto yours. She wiggles a little to make space, and pushes your hand between her legs, your fingers meeting the hot, surprisingly wet softness in there. She lets out a long sigh as she feels your hand there. She starts making quiet moaning sounds in that raspy, yet high voice of a young girl she has. She puts her other hand on top of yours and rubs her crotch against your hand in there, panting with some urgency. She's starting to slip off your lap, not quite in full control of her body obviously. I'm watching with my lips apart and my brow a little wrinkled, and - if you can see my face - with that special look on my face as I rub myself faster, leaning closer, watching Vivien's beautiful, aroused face. I touch corner of her mouth softly with my lips, one hand supporting me as I'm on all fours, the other hand between my legs. Jesse: My immediate instinct is to free myself through the fly of my pants and feel her slippery warmth, but I still have enough sense about me to be afraid to do that, even though in all likelihood Vivien would enjoy another new sensation. But she has given me all the invitation she needs to with my hand, and I work her damp pussy with my hand, touching her silky smooth vulva in every possible way. I hear your panting over Vivien's, and I stare into your eyes while I masturbate her, giving her pleasure that she's never felt before. Emily: Vivien holds on to your arm that is rubbing her pussy, not realizing it's making your task harder. Her other arm reaches behind you as she tries to stay still enough that you can keep doing what you're doing. She never knew of pleasure like this, not of anything nearly like this, and she's going to do everything to keep it happening. Her moaning is perfectly audible now, and she can't seem to decide which way to be to make it feel the best. I look back at you, remaining in that position with my head close to Vivien. I take your free hand and guide it to cup my breast through my t-shirt, then resume masturbating myself, watching between your face and Vivien's. Jesse: Your urgency is a different kind than Vivien's. I have to be so careful and gentle with Vivien, but I can sense the sexual energy in you, and I know I don't have to be so careful with you. I pinch your nipple softly but firmly between my fingers, and roll it slightly, and, to my surprise, it is Vivien's gasp that I hear, and not yours. I realize that my right hand is doing what my left one is, and I had unknowingly pinched Vivien's clitoris as well. I mistake her gasp for pain and apologize, but she replies "don't stop that" and I know at this point she would let me do anything I desire with her. So I pinch it softly again, and circle around it, and marvel at how wet she is becoming, to my own delight. I want at that point nothing more than to taste her, and drive her wild with my tongue, but I am so paralyzed from this experience I can't do anything else but keep masturbating her. Vivien's hips are gyrating and pushing back against my hand in a way that is purely and intensely sexual. Emily: I quickly put my hand on yours on my breast, and squeeze the breast with your hand, to show you how to, massaging it with that firmness and strength that is just beyond the pain. At this point we decided to wrap up the roleplay for the night. We both are of the opinion that all the things that precede sex -- getting to know someone, the flirting, the foreplay -- are the nicest things, but the sex itself is not so interesting to play. It was decided that Vivien has an orgasm or two (and Emily and possibly Jesse too), but then Vivien has had enough, perhaps because she's getting too sensitive down there. She also feels a little unsettled by all this new, strange stuff, and snuggles into Emily for comfort, and is asleep before she knows it. Basically, we didn't want much more to happen than what we roleplayed. That way when we later do roleplay the sex things, they are still something the characters haven't experienced before. The next day we continued the roleplay from the following morning. Roleplay Session 2 ------------------ Emily: I never needed much sleep. It's nice waking up early, listening to the birds chirp outside in the silence before rest of the household wakes up, and think of idle thoughts, or maybe read. So this morning too I wake up before Vivien. I go push the curtains open and open the window. There are no roads nearby, and just the sounds of the nature and the wind can be heard. The sunlight that streams in makes Vivien turn over away from the window. I return to the bed and start reading a book. We're both still naked from the last night, and I soon get a little chilly and put on a shirt. After an hour Vivien starts waking up. I've learnt the signs. I put the book down, and start slowly stroking her hair, watching her. Were I to count hours, it'd be a lot of time I've spent just watching the girl sleep. It's no small joy. Of course, sometimes I start rubbing myself, watching her, and more than once she's woken up to me snuggling into her, maybe kissing her neck or such, and about to come. But I digress. This morning I'm feeling peaceful enough. As Vivien parts an eye, and quickly closes it because of all the light, I gently greet her: "Morning doll." She murrs sleepily and puts her head on my leg, a blanket over her head to hide from the light. She stays still under the blanket for a good while, and I wonder if she went back to sleep, when she asks, her voice muffled by the blanket "So... did we have sex last night?" I squeeze her shoulder softly through the blanket, and nod, although she cannot see that. "We sure did, cub." She stays quiet for a moment again, then pulls aside the blanket to look up at me. I smile at her impishly and tousles her hair, and she grins at me, sitting up next to me. I put an arm around her shoulders, and she leans to my side, pulling the blanket upper, around her waist. She's in her thoughts. Eventually she continues. "It felt... really good." she says quietly, keeping her eyes down. "Yep, sex feels really good. That's pretty much why people do it. That, and it's fun to do it with certain people you like that way." I answer. She raises her eyes to look at me. As she says nothing, I prompt her on. "What's in your mind sweetie?" I ask, slowly rubbing her arm on the other side of her. Vivien shrugs. "I dunno, it was so weird... where is Jesse?" "I think he's sleeping in his room." I say, and keep petting her. It seems clear she has a lot on her mind. I want to help her put it all into words. Might take some time though. She goes quiet again, and after a while moves into my lap sideways, resting her side to me, with her head under my chin. I put my arms around her, and she hugs one of them. I pull the edge of the blanket up over her shoulder. Slowly she starts "Was I... silly last night?" she asks, to my slight surprise. "No... you were just like people usually are." I squeeze her softly, rocking her softly in my lap. She looks up at me, sounding relieved. "Really?" she at the same time smiles cautiously and frowns her brow. I laugh a little. "Yeah. Hey, think of me when I rub my pussy. Am I not kinda silly too?" I grin at her. She can't deny, and giggles at me. "Very silly." She looks looking really content after having heard this. I add, "Everybody look silly when having sex. Jesse too. That's how it goes." She tilts her head at the idea, looking amused, then another thought occurs to her. "Can we... I mean, is it okay if... we do it again?" she looks a little embarrassed about asking that. I answer my putting a kiss on her nose. "Sweetling, dear, if you enjoy it, there's nothing wrong with having sex. And Jesse liked it too, a _lot_. Take my word for that. I had fun too. Okay?" Vivien nods. "Okay..." she smiles. "Alright. Goodie," I reply. She gives me a tight hug, and I hug her back. I can almost hear ideas forming in her head. She releases the hug and hops off the bed. "Let's go have some breakfast!" She slips into her fuzzy white morning robe in which she often leaves on well into the afternoon, and leaves the room. Vivien walks downstairs into the kitchen. Damn, no Jesse around. She grabs a banana, and peels it while heading towards your room. The door is ajar, so she slowly pushes it open a little more, and peeks in. Jesse: She sees me asleep. I'm a light sleeper, but I don't hear the squeak of the door as it opens. I seem pretty peaceful to her. I'm not snoring, since I don't normally snore, so I seem fairly approachable. Emily: Upstairs, the sound of running water starts. Emily is taking a morning shower. Jesse: She calls my name from the door. "Jesse ..." I don't wake up, because her voice is so soft and beautiful, it soothes me into an even deeper sleep. She comes closer and stands beside my bed. When she sees me, she feels a little tingly in her stomach. She's a bit nervous, not knowing how I'll react after last night. "Jesse ..." she calls again. I'm still asleep. She leans over my body and looks at me. I'm breathing deeply, still oblivious to reality. She again has the thought that she could touch me anywhere, but after last night she realizes she could do that when I'm conscious, and it would be more interesting. As she leans over, her hair falls toward my face, and some of it brushes along my cheek and nose. I wrinkle my nose because she's tickled me, but this doesn't wake me. Still, it amuses her how I wrinkle my nose in my sleep like that. So she rocks her head back and forth, sweeping her soft hair along my nose and lips, and I again, by reflex, wiggle my nose. She starts to giggle. This is greatly entertaining her. She keeps doing it, and I keep wriggling. But suddenly unconsciousness is pulled violently away from me and I wake up with one terrible, loud sneeze. This completely startles Vivien and she squeals from surprise and jumps back, staring at me. I look back at her, smiling at such a lovely sight. She smiles back and says, "Hi, good morning. I wanted to know if you want breakfast." She neglects to mention her hair teasing, but as my nose is still itchy and she's wearing a mischievous smile, I can easily imagine what happened. Emily: You notice Vivien, well, checking you out while asking the question. Your blanket is covering your hips and your legs only, and it's easy to wonder if you're wearing anything. You notice the half a banana she's holding in her hand. "You want me finish your banana?" you joke, and Vivien realizes she's still holding it. "No silly... but you can have it if you want?" Jesse: "I'll have a bite," I answer, and pat the bed between my legs, inviting her up. She smiles and crawls onto the bed, kneeling in front of me. I reach for the banana, but she pulls it away and says, "No, here" and she holds it to my mouth. I lean in and take a bite, and look closely at the beautiful girl before me, with whom I shared quite an intense experience just hours ago. "Thanks," I say. "So ..." I brush her hair from her face and tuck it behind her ear. "How are you this morning ... you know, after last night." Emily: The way she reacts when your fingers brush her cheek gives you a sudden, very vivid flashback from the last night. For a moment, you recall just the hotly sensual and pleasured look on her face. But then the serious, intense look melts away and is replaced by a bright smile and a touch of impishness. "It was fun," she whispers, looking quite excited, watching your face. She offers you another bite of the banana. Her look is the way a girl could have when she's planning a raid into a candy store - mischievous, a little wild, expecting some great fun in near future. In contrast to the slight awkwardness half a minute ago, she seems now completely at east with you. Jesse: I recognize the look in her eyes, and it's clear to me that if I started touching her at this moment, she would submit herself to me. Still, there's no reason to rush things, and considering how intense things were for her last night, it makes sense to take things slowly. "I'm glad. I had fun too," I confess with a bit of a smile. She's just so beautiful; her skin glows and she looks impossibly cuddlable with that fuzzy robe. I cup her cheeks with my hands and gaze into her eyes, letting the love I feel for her at this moment pour out of me. "Can I have a hug?" I smile. She smiles brightly in reply, and wraps her arms around me, one hand on my back and the other still holding her banana. I stroke her back and squeeze her tightly to me, and sigh through my nose into her neck. After a long moment or two, I relax my grip from her, but she still holds me tightly, telling me she wants this hug to last longer. We melt into each other, and after several moments more, she releases me. "So let's go make that breakfast," I smile. Emily: Vivien backs off to let you get up. She remains sitting, cross legged, at the foot of the bed, and curiously watches you - you could still be naked after all. She takes the last bite of the banana, not taking her eyes off of you. Her robe has fell open some and you can see most of her chest. From the door comes a female voice. "Knock knock," I say, standing at the door and smiling. My long hair, now moist after the shower, is open and falling over my shoulders. I'm wearing a robe similar to Vivien's, one hand on the door knob. "It's lovely outside. Shall we eat in the garden?" Jesse: "The garden sounds like fun, if Vivien wants to." With 4 female eyes on me now, I suddenly, amusingly, become conscientious about my nakedness, which has until now been concealed underneath the sheets of my bed. After our mutually shared experiences last night, I figure it is silly for me to be shy, and get out of bed, stark naked with my semi-erection in plain sight, and walk to my closet to put some sweat pants on. Emily: I lean to the wall with my arms folded, and very much watch, smiling kind of teasingly. Most likely, though, I enjoy watching. Few hetero women wouldn't. Vivien watches too, her head tilted a little. She hasn't watched a male quite this way ever before. All of sudden, the differences between men and women seem so significant. She meets eyes of Emily, who raises her eyebrows in a naughty manner. It makes Vivien giggle. But oh, how grown up she feels now. It's like she's a member of some great secret club now, and before now she never knew it even existed. Jesse: I know I'm being watched, but instead of being embarrassed I'm a bit turned on. It's not very often I strut around naked in front of people, or at least girls, especially two young girls as hot as you and Vivien. Still, I try to be casual, and before long I am wearing a pair of sweat pants. I decide not to wear a shirt, though, since it seems warm outside, and hell, with abs like mine, why not make the neighbors jealous while we go outside to eat. I see Vivien kneeling on my bed, still watching me playfully. Everyone is in such a good mood, and it relieves me. I smile coyly, and charge at Vivien with a growl. She shrieks and laughs, and I grab her by her waist and sling her over my shoulders, tickling her sides as I bring her out to the kitchen. Emily: It makes also me laugh, hearing Vivien squeal and giggle so. I follows you two. It's so nice seeing Vivien so happy with you, and discovering all these new things - although at the moment, I would love to be the one holding her myself. Roleplay Session 3 ------------------ The third session was again started by a little story by me. It had been several days since the previous session, and I had had too much time to think of Vivien. Emily: This incident, as many with Vivien, started when we were going to sleep. Not that surprising, I suppose, given the way I and her do our going to sleep, with cuddling, much intimate chatting, and, as was the case this night, me playing with myself. Now certainly, I could easily go and have sex with other people, but I can do that some other times. Right now, Vivien has my heart, and it's nice enough lying next to her and rubbing myself until I purr. So I was reading a book, one that had some soft erotic scenes in it, and idly playing with my pussy, naked. I thought Vivien was tight asleep by then, then then I realize someone was watching me, and looked down at her. She looked back straight in my eyes. I kept steadily nudging my clit, and looked back into her eyes. I don't think she had looked at me in quite that way before. I'm certain she knew what I was doing. I had been wondering when she figures out masturbation herself, and I thought this might well be the time, so I was surprised to see her then close her eyes again, an go to sleep. That incident made me pretty turned on, so I kept masturbating for real. And then I realized she's doing the same. Her eyes closed, but clearly her hand was rubbing herself down there. I felt all wonderful in my tummy, and started watching her. I got still, and could feel the bed moving a little as she moved her hand quickly. It was terribly erotic, seeing the pretty child masturbate just inches away from me. She rolled on her back, and I resumed my own rubbing. Had she been shy about it, she'd have tried to hide it. But she didn't, and I was feeling really horny, so I asked her if I can pull aside the blanket and watch her. She nodded, so I took the blanket away, and moved a little to see her nakedness better. It was terribly erotic. I think it was her first time doing that to herself, and her technique seemed to be lacking. By the time a few minutes had passed, she started looking frustrated. I assumed she was about to come, but couldn't bring her over the edge. While I was feeling very excited, I also felt very loving and compassionate for her. I urged her to roll over to her side away from me, and snuggled against her back, and put both arms around her. I held her close safely, like a cuddledoll, one arm under her head, and while she kept rubbing herself, squirming and tensing on and off against me, I started lapping at her neck, warmly, wetly. I wanted to eat her completely. You know how tender and delicious she is. I just kept lapping on her neck, holding her close, and clearly she liked it, her squirming and quiet moaning increasing. After about a minute of that, she came, getting all stiff and jerky. I wonder if you heard that. You probably did if you weren't in sleep. Jesse: Regrettably I have no recollection of that. I was probably sound asleep, dreaming of Vivien. :) Emily: She hugged my arms better around herself, and I pulled the blanket back over us, and held her. She went to sleep quickly. I held her for a few minutes - but I was hornier than I'd been for a long while, so I let off, and rolled on my back, and resumed my masturbation. After a short while happened the second surprise of the night: her sweet voice asked me "Want me to lick your neck too?" I looked at her, and she was half sitting there, and smiling. I guess she figured I'd like the favor paid back. Or perhaps, I hope so, she had more selfish reasons. Had I been less horny, I'd have hesitated more, but as it were, I smiled back and gladly invited her to do that. She moved over me on all fours, and looked down at me. She seemed pretty happy. It's hard to explain, that look of mixed happiness and horniness, I think, of some kind. I watched her face, our noses almost touching, and deliberately rubbed my clit while doing that. She stayed there for some time. My hand moved against her leg and arm as I rubbed myself - very sexy, having her naked body almost all over me like that while I rubbed myself. Then she lowered herself on me and started lapping my neck just like I had lapped hers. I had to move my arm go the other way, around her. It felt so great having her lick my neck. I closed my eyes and laid my head back and caressed her over myself, rubbing myself all the while. I didn't want to come quickly, I wanted it to last as long as possible. Every time her licking made me sigh or moan or jerk or gasp, she got more enthusiastic. She loved pleasing me. I guess it must have been a sexy thing for her, too. I was tempted to put my spare hand between her legs. Her ass was perfectly accessible there, with her legs spread on both sides of me and her butt sticking up a little. I held her buttock, but resisted my urge to touch further. After some five minutes, I couldn't hold myself back anymore, and came. At that moment, my hand, I believe, was all over her - I don't remember exactly. And that was that for that night. We exchanged a few fond words and much hugging, and she was asleep quite soon, and so was I, soon after. We sleep soundly through the night, and as the sun climbs up to the sky and lits up the room, I wake up next to her. Things feel different now. She's one step less innocent, and one step sexier. I leave the bed, and start my morning chores. In the shower I put my fingers into my pussy, and come fantasizing it's she doing it. With a towel wrapped around my wet hair, I return to the bed room. I carefully place a kiss on her cheek. I have some butterflies in my tummy. I have a crush on that girl, there's no doubt about that. Jesse: Me, I'm still fast asleep. The noises of the shower and such are too distant to wake up. Emily: She wakes up to the noise I make changing my clothes. Clad in simple, white panties and a silky shirt, I sit down next to her and lean over her, with my hand on the other side of her, I pet her hair and say my good mornings. She smiles sleepily at me, and rubs her head on my hand. Emily: "Slept well, sweetie?" Jesse: Vivien looks drowsily at you between two, barely opened eyes, and stretches her arms above her. You notice her toes curl, and her body shivers from the cold of consciousness. She smiles and says, "Mmmhmmpphh," yawns, and then says, "I could sleep until Christmas." Emily: I smile and rub her sides softly. "You're such a cutie, yes you are." I swoon at her. I bet I sound sillier and mushier than usually, as I feel fonder than ever before, and smile brightly at her. She's soo pretty stretching and yawning like that, like a kitten. Jesse: Yawning again, Vivien's eyes clench shut, and she inhales deeply. "You smell nice," she comments, and opens her eyes a bit wider now, more awake. "I can't believe how good I slept. I don't think I woke up once since ... since last night. And I have to pee so bad," she grabs between her legs on top of the blankets and squeezes herself. "I'm starving too." Emily: I lean down and brush her face with my hair. Her saying that compliment to me was nicer than I ever though it would be. "You smell good too, blossom." I coo back at her. Her squeezing her pussy is very erotic. I can't help myself, and place a kiss on her cheek, almost on her mouth, and make no attempt to hide the fact I'm completely turned on. Having her moving arm bump against my nipple though my shirt makes me jerk a little. "Should I let you into bathroom?" I whisper, almost cheek to cheek. Jesse: "Bathroom, yeah," Vivien stretches once more. "Except I bet Jesse is still sleeping, and it's no fair he'd get to sleep later than me. I bet he'd wake up pretty fast if I peed on him!" Vivien giggles and finally snorts, impishly. "Ow, ow," she squeezes her legs together, trapping her hand. "If I laugh again I'm going to pee the bed." Emily: I giggle together with Vivien. I consider suggesting that I hold her pussy instead, but obviously discard that idea quickly. I sit up to let her go to bathroom. "Okay, I'll go and make some breakfast. And wake up our sleepyhead Jesse too." I add, and watch Vivien as she gets up and scurries out and into bathroom. The bathroom door remains half open and I can see her knees as she sits down on the toilet, and I hear the sound. Soon she's going to take a shower, and I'll probably see all too much if I keep sitting here. So I head for downstairs. On my way, I ponder if I should tell you about the events of the last night. I have an urge to tell someone, and you're by far the best candidate. And I'm sure you'd appreciate hearing... I wonder if you have an hard on already. Men often do in the morning. I'd like to see it... I feel flirty. As I knock on your door, I suddenly realize I'm still wearing just the panties and the shirt, which I know is sexy, and makes my hard nipples very evident. Oh well. Jesse: Your knock pushes the door open. I hadn't closed it shut during the night in the hopes that my fantasy of Vivien coming to visit me in the middle of the night would come true. Alas, it hadn't, and I lie in bed completely unconscious, probably dreaming of recent events with Vivien. Emily: I peek in, and seeing you're still asleep and properly covered, I walk in and sit down on the edge of your bed. "Jeesssee," I call, watching more your muscles than your face. "Time to waaake uuuup." Jesse: Your voice pulls me from my dream. Damnit, and it was a good dream too. The thought occurs to me that you might see exactly how good of a dream it was, even though I'm covered up. Conscious now, but curious as to what you'd do, I feign sleeping. Emily: I put my hand against your chest, on top of the blanket, and shakeshake you softly. "Wakey wakey." I try again, now a little louder, but softly still. I feel happy and fond towards everything just now. I am a little bit in love, clearly. Your erection didn't seem visible when I came in, so I'm not checking again. Jesse: I feel you push on my chest to wake me, and after a moment, in one sudden, instantaneous burst I pull the blankets off of me, and swing them over your head, wrapping you up in them. I push you onto the bed, straddle your blanket-bound self (you can't see anything since you're completely wrapped up), tickle your sides over the sheets. You squeal and giggle and kick and fight, and after a moment, you feel my weight disappear. When you pull the blanket away from your face, I'm nowhere to be found. Emily: I sit there grinning widely both in amusement and slight annoyance. That went totally unlike I had planned. I was actually looking forward to telling you all the sexy things, and also to having you ogle at my body. Damn it. I get up, guessing you've gone to shower or something. But then it occurs to me to first check if you're hiding somewhere in the room... butt naked and quite possibly with a hard on. Jesse: I realize I had an extremely good opportunity just now with you, but as you've been flirting with me incessantly over the past week, I decide to return the favor, so I leave you half naked on my bed to contemplate my clothing (or lack of it) and possibly aroused state as I go upstairs to take a shower. The door is open half way, so I assume the bathroom is available, and I push the door fully open to reveal Vivien sitting on the toilet, underwear around her ankles, and nightie covering the more interesting parts. "Ooops, sorry," I tell her, unable to move. Emily: You can hear Vivien is peeing as you step in. She turns her head and looks at you, first with a face of blank surprise, then some smile. "Sorry... taken already," she says, obviously assuming you need the toilet too. She doesn't seem concerned having you see her peeing. Come to think of it, you haven't seen her embarrassed often, if ever. Meanwhile, I have figured out you've gone upstairs, so I go to kitchen and start making some easy breakfast. I'm not feeling like doing any cooking, and just make a few sandwiches, mostly for Vivien. We can have the real breakfast at the mall today, I hope. I'm still feeling giddy and happy about the last night with my young love, and hum to myself and dance around as I move in the kitchen. Jesse: I had at least a bit of foresight before leaving my room to grab a pair of boxers, but I'm a bit conscientious about whether or not Vivien notices the larger-than-usual bulge in the front. Of course, it's mostly through no particular fault of my own; I don't expect Vivien knows much about "morning wood." Nevertheless, seeing her in such a revealing situation and obviously not the slightest bit embarrassed about it doesn't help that situation. "Can I take a shower when you're done?" I ask her, eyes wide, staring elsewhere than her eyes. "You can take one now, if you want," she answers. Emily: Naturally, Vivien watches you as you try to decide what to do - just dropping your pants a revealing your hand on might be a bit too much - and if you notice, she's watching the only clad part of you more than other parts. She finishes peeing, and dries her pussy with a piece of toilet paper, still watching you. I'm not yet hungry - I usually don't eat until an hour after I get up. As it's likely for you two to get a while to come downstairs, I flop down on my back on your bed and close my eyes, feeling a tad sleepy still. The mail arrives. I go to fetch it, and come back on the bed, now flopping down on my tummy and browsing through the ads. Jesse: Vivien's non-chalantness has put her in complete control. I'd wondered if her offer for me to use the shower now was a bluff, just to see if I'd strip in front of her. Watching her wipe herself, and seeing glimpses of her delicious pussy that I'd touched just days before was beginning to give me a full erection. I'd either strip now and go into the shower, or not at all, because if I waited, she'd surely have questions -- not that that's such a terrible thing. "Okay, thanks," I tell her, let my boxers fall to the floor, and quickly enter the shower, closing the shower door behind me. I didn't have time to adjust and let the water run, so I'll have to deal with a short moment of cold water at first. I see the fuzzy blob that is Vivien through the shower doors still sitting on the toilet, but I can't tell if she is looking at me, as I am looking at her. Emily: One of the girls in clothing ads looks much like Vivien, and I stop to watch it. I lay my head down on the bed and close my eyes, and imagine Vivien washing herself upstairs. Vivien grins. Jesse is shy. "I'll go eat downstairs," she calls over the sound of the water, and watches the blob of you on the other side of the glass, and thinks of the erection she just briefly saw. Looked pretty weird. She'll have to see it again. Downstairs I am fantasizing, when it occurs to me to start wondering if Vivien was in the bathroom when you went there, and what happened. I shrug my shoulders, and return to thinking of Vivien soaping her bottom. Jesse: I peer my head over the shower door, standing on my tippy-toes. "All right, I won't be long," I reply, and catch one more look at her breathlessly beautiful body as she walks out of the room. And what a thoughtful sweetheart; she didn't flush the toilet. I soap myself, with that sight in my mind's eye, and think I'd better relieve myself if I want to keep some semblance of control for the rest of the day. Vivien skips downstairs, now mostly awake, and no more annoying bladder pressure, and looks to find you. Emily: I hear someone quick and light charge into the room, and the bed bounces, and them someone slapslapslaps my ass cheeks. "Wake up Emily, I'm hungry!" she exclaims. "Don't!" I laugh, and squeal and roll on my side and try to cover against her attack. "There are sandwiches ready for you in the kitchen, you little monster." I laugh as she tries to tickle me. Vivien tortures me with her tickling fingers for a moment more, then says "Ok" and hops down and goes look for the food. I rearrange my skimpy clothes, and follow her, wanting to watch her. She's sitting on edge of the bed and swinging her legs as she eats. "I thought we'll go and eat the real breakfast at the mall. How's that?" I ask, and come stand in front of her, moving her knees apart enough that I can stand against the edge of the table. I play with her hair and look down at her. "Sounds fun," she answers, bits of bread flying out of her mouth as it's full of food. Jesse: "If we're going out," she chomps another bite of her sandwich, "Can we maybe go swimming too at the pool hall that's near the mall?" She pleads with her eyes, and has a feeling you'll not be able to say no. Meanwhile, I come down the stairs in my boxers, a bit wet and towel drying my hair. You're both staring at me, and I stop, look back, and say, "What?" You both shrug; I contemplate going to my room to put something more on, but since no one else is really dressed, I go to the kitchen and grab one of the sandwiches on the plate, plonking myself down beside Vivien. Emily: I have my hands on Vivien's shoulders and I'm standing pretty close to her, and it likely looks every bit the way I'd behave were Vivien a guy I'm trying to get into bed. I don't care. I look at you, my head somewhat higher than yours. "Wanna go to pool hall after shopping?" I ask you. The idea of taking a shower with Vivien feels extremely attractive at the moment, which results in me giving a pretty intensely hot look at you as I ask that, my hand slowly stroking Vivien's bare arm. Vivien looks at you too, trying to puppy-dog-eye you into saying yes. I start smiling as I look at you. The towel around your head is cute. Especially as it's such a cutesy little girl towel. I idly wonder if it was an accident or purposeful deed that you took Vivien's towel. The latter, I suspect. Jesse: "I didn't even know I was going shopping," I say. "But sure, swimming sounds like fun, and I get to spend a couple hours around two beautiful girls in bathing suits," I flirt shamelessly. "When will we be leaving then?" I ask. "I was going to do some work first, but if you'd wanted to leave early, I'll just put it off until tomorrow." Emily: I grin at you as you make the flirty remark, and then look at Vivien to see how she takes it. She seems pleased. "I thought we'd be leaving right away. Did I forget to tell you about all this? We kind of planned this ahead days ago," I say. Vivien has backed off to the middle of the table and is sitting there legs crossed. No wonder, I almost had my tits against her face. Jesse: "Maybe you did tell me, but you didn't remind me every 15 minutes, and since my memory is so bad, I'd forgotten. Well it's not such a problem. We might want to get dressed first, though," I looked down at my own half nakedness. "And, somebody needs a good combing," I raked my fingers down the back of Vivien's hair and tugged on a few tangles. At that moment, I wanted Vivien to crawl into my lap so that I could hug and cuddle her, and, I must admit, she also looked quite gropable. 'All in due time,' I calmed myself. Emily: "True," Vivien quickly pipes up and slides down from the table, fetches a brush, brings it to you and stands in front of you, her bottom against the edge of the table, and holding the remainings of the bread still in her hand. She likes having her hair brushed. I smile and fetch another brush for myself, and sit on the arm of a chair opposite to you two to watch Vivien's hair getting brushed. I'm unaware how reaching my arms above my head brings my silk top up and comes awfully close to showing the bottoms of my breasts. Jesse: I take the brush from Vivien with a smile and look at her affectionately for a moment. "Okay, spin around," and hold her by her waist, spinning her so that her back -- and her bottom -- is toward me. I brush her hair, slowly working the tangles away, and with my free hand, I stroke her hair, pulling it back from over her ears and neck. I touch Vivien's skin perhaps a bit more than I need to for this job, and I'm quite enjoying the sensations. Vivien steps back slightly, and her I feel her butt push against my crotch. With only two thin layers of clothing separating our skin there, there's no way she's not going to feel my reaction to her inadvertent touch. Emily: It's lovely watching Vivien enjoy your attentions. It's easy to see there is plenty more touching than is necessary. Almost as much as I would perform were I to brush Vivien's hair. It takes Vivien a moment to figure out what she's feeling against her butt, all of which is above the table edge level now. As she realizes it, it causes her to feel funny and nice in her stomach. She closes her eyes and focuses on the feeling, and after a moment pushes a little more against it. Sleepiness came over us again, so we had to quit. Roleplay Session 4 ------------------ This session takes place an hour after end of the events of the previous session. The three are just arriving to the mall. Emily is feeling sexy and is wearing thin and very form fitting shorts and a simple low cut top that leaves little to the imagination. Emily: The car stops in the parking space beneath the mall, and the engine goes off. I look at you by means of the rear view mirror. "We're there." I wonder just how reluctant you might be to get out of the car, where Vivien seems to be so nicely snuggled to your side, and who knows what else is going on. Jesse: My heart sinks slightly as I realize we've reached our destination. I wanted this moment with Vivien to last forever. It has so far been very rare where I get to be so close with Vivien -- hopefully that will change in the future, though. I'd decided to be a bit more bold with Vivien. Not sexually, but just in my physical contact with her. I have my arm around her, while she is snuggled into my side, stroking her shoulder, and my other hand is on her thigh, also stroking her bare leg, below her blue shorts. "Okay, Viv, let's go buy out the mall then," I say and pat her leg. We all pull ourselves out of the cool, air- conditioned car into the extremely muggy parking garage. The three of us walk through the mall entrance on the third floor (where we had parked), feeling the once again cool air on our bodies, and look around at the plethora of stores and beautifully colored neon lights. Vivien's eyes light up in excitement. Emily: I hold my hand on Vivien's shoulder as we walk, and I smile as I see her smile so. Were that girl to ever become a teenager, she'd spend all her days shopping. I raise my eyes from Vivien to you. As far as I know, this is one of the first times you've been outside the house with her, and you seem to be thoroughly enjoying it. I'm happy for you. I smile at you, gently playing with Vivien's hair, almost by force of habit. It pleases me to have you watch me and my body. Sure, everybody does that, but it means more when you do. I haven't had sex with men for a long time, but I am starting to get the feeling that, just maybe, that could change some day now. Jesse: "Look!" Vivien stops dead in her tracks, her jaw dropped. "Where?" we both answer in unison, looking around the general area where Vivien's eyes are pointing. "Over there, sillies!" she points to the pet store -- well, either the pet store, or the Radio Shack on the left, or the Barnes & Noble on the right. "Well, come on!" she bounces, grabs both our hands, and pulls us along behind her. Emily: I glance at you and give you a grin as I get pulled along with you. This mall trip seems to be quite fun so far. Vivien stops in front of the store window, rests her hands on her knees, her butt sticking out, and watches a kitten in her cage together with her mother kitty. "Isn't that cute!" she exclaims. I squat down next to her. "Totally," I agree, my hand now released. As Vivien watches the kitten, I ask her, "You're not hungry anymore?" When we left, Vivien had informed us she's _starving_. I was getting hungry myself. Jesse: "I'm hungry," Vivien answers, "but ... but, cute kitties!" she points with wide eyes. We spend another 10 minutes in the pet store, while Vivien seems to be fascinated with even the more boring pets, like hamsters, birds, and fish. The wonderment of her youth is contagious, and I find myself having almost as much fun as her. While she ogles the puppies, I play with hair, bunching it up into a pony tail and sliding my hand along its silky smoothness. Finally her stomach rumbles, and she decides to leave for some food. Emily: I find myself watching you two interact. It's so cute: Jesse, who could get any grown up woman he wants, is so smitten by this little girl, and looks like a school boy in love. And Vivien is having so much fun. She hasn't been at a mall with a man before, and I'm really glad she's found someone nice to do that with now. Not that she doesn't like to do it with me, but I certainly don't provide the excitement of a handsome new guy that you do. "Shall it be McDonald's again?" I ask as Vivien gets up to leave the store. "Or something finer this time? Jesse?" I look at you to hear what you'd prefer. I'm sitting on back of a chair and playing with hair, which I'm wearing open, twirling it around my finger. Jesse: "Whatever Vivien wants," I smile at her. "Yeah, McDonald's!" she exclaims. Of course, what kid wouldn't choose McDonald's. "McDonald's it is, then," you say, and we all march in a line to the escalator to take us down to the ground floor where the food court is. On the way down, Vivien reaches up and grabs my hand. It seemed like such a natural thing for her to do, I wondered if she realized how uncomfortable it made me feel. Of course, I really _wanted_ to hold her hand, but I'd wondered if everyone in the mall would be able to see right through me, and know just with that simple touch and the look in my eyes that my interest in Vivien wasn't strictly as it "should" be. But the logical side of me takes over, and I realize no one would think twice about it. I give Vivien's hand a little squeeze, and reach over to pet her hair with my other hand. You smile knowingly at me, and I give you a little wink; I wonder if you'll think I'm flirting with you too. In fact, I'm not even sure I'm not, myself. Emily: Somehow, seeing you so fond of Vivien makes me feel all affectionate towards you. I'll analyze that feeling later, I tell myself, as I move a little closer, glance around to check that nobody is at a listening distance, and take your hand into mine. "No one will think badly of you when I'm around. Clearly we're her siblings, aren't we?" I smile, and hope that my smile shows the affection I'm feeling. Jesse: "Yes, one happy family," I say, and put my arms around both of you, hugging you both to either side of me. Whereas a moment ago I felt awkward about what people would think of my intentions, now I welcomed their assumptions. 'Go ahead, think I'm going to go home and have sex with these two goddesses. Eat your hearts out.' We reach the ground floor and trot over to the food court. There are no lines, as the breakfast rush is long over, and Vivien stands in front of the McDonald's counter staring at the menu while the poor guy dressed in the silly McDonald's costume looks on impatiently. Emily: As you hug me with your arm on my waist, I happily press against you. "The happiest family of all," I agree, with one hand on your waist and one on Vivien. 'This feels comfortable,' I think, 'I like this. I want to keep it easy and casual and affectionate like this.' So I keep my hand on your waist until we walk out of the elevator and it gets clumsy to walk that way. So I slip my hand into yours. At the counter, I watch the McDonald's guy in his eyes and smile, just to see if I can confuse him enough that he messes up Vivien's order. Jesse: Each of us rhyme our orders off to the clerk -- some pimply faced teenager, probably around your age -- as he tries to keep up with our orders. I find it amusing how his throat cracks and he stammers while he speaks to you. It's plainly obvious to me that you completely know that he wants in your pants, and I chuckle inwardly, while again mussing with Vivien's hair and stroking her neck. We fetch our order, and sit down at one of the back corner tables to eat. Emily: We're sitting on three sides of the table, and halfway through the meal I notice that a guy who is sitting by himself some five meters to my right, opposing Vivien, seems to be watching Vivien. Makes me smile. I see that happen all the time, though not many are quite as focused as this guy. I lower my voice a little. "Guys, don't look, but that guy behind Jesse is totally checking out Vivien." I smile at Vivien, to show that this is an amusing matter more than anything else. Jesse: "Oh, really," I muse. "Be right back," I say, and get up and go to the front counter to fetch some napkins. As I walk back, I look at the man watching Vivien quiet intently. He's a few years older than me, and clean shaven; not at all unattractive. Clearly he's quite attracted to Vivien. I feel a bit of sympathy toward him. When I return, I drop the napkins on the table, move behind Vivien, crouching, and wrap my arms around her in a hug, rocking her back and forth slightly. She smiles at this quite unexpected move by me, and when I let go of her, I kiss the top of her head, and sit back down in my chair, with my back to the man watching Vivien. "Oh," Vivien smiles, "What was that for?" I look at you looking at the man and answer, "I just had to hug you, Viv, and ... and I also wanted to make that guy checking you out a bit jealous. Sorry, couldn't help it." I wink. Emily: As I see you hug Vivien like that, I start laughing, and lean back in my chair. This is too amusing! As the show is over, I look at the man, still grinning broadly. Of course, he sees me looking at him. I look at him for a moment, glance at Vivien, back at him and wink my eye. The guy gets pretty nervous, and after a few seconds, gets up and leaves fairly quickly. I start laughing again, watching between you, and Vivien, who still looks a little confused, but is smiling since everybody else are laughing too. Jesse: Vivien uses her fork and cuts up her hash brown, daintily taking small bites from it. This is quite a contrast from the food-flying-out-of-mouth Vivien from earlier. It's nice to see her using her "in public" manners. I slurp the last of my coffee and say, "So, what next?" looking at Vivien. "The Dollar Store," she answers. "And then Toys R Us. Can I buy something?" she pleads in her eyes. Of course, by that she meant "will you buy me something?" to which I answer, "Of course." Emily: I nod in agreement about the stores, and the buying. I watch her eat, my cheek propped to my hand, and then ask her. "Wondering why the man was watching you?" She nodnods at me, her brow wrinkling a little. "Well, ever notice how men are always watching me, and my boobs and bottom in particular?" I ask Vivien. She grins and nods again. "Well, that's the way he watched you too." I explain. "You're a very beautiful girl." Jesse: Vivien smiles and blushes a little. She wrinkles her nose and looks at me as if she were playfully growling at me, and says, "And I see Jesse staring at your boobs all the time too," she giggles, trying to get me into trouble. "Well, it looks like I'm busted," I lean back in my chair and stare back. "I can't help looking at beautiful things. Why do you think I look at you so much?" I smile as her eyes go wide. Emily: I laugh as Vivien says you stare at my boobs. It's sexy hearing her say that, too. I feel my nipples tightening. I look at you as you speak, and then at Vivien, and her wonderfully surprised expression. "Better believe it," I tell her as she looks at me for confirmation. She raises her eyebrows, totally taken by surprise, and seemingly trying to figure out if we're shitting her. "Also," I add softly, "that's why I'm always touching you." Jesse: I decide to leave the topic at that and let Vivien contemplate what we said. She will later no doubt either have questions, or will start receiving my flirting in a different way. "So, off to the dollar store then?" I look at both of you, and you nod. I see, as do you, the clerk ogling your ass as we walk out of the restaurant. Impulsively, my hand nearly goes to squeeze your left butt cheek to send him into a jealous fit, but some filter between my brain and hand intercedes -- that's a little _too_ bold at this point. Also, it's so cruel of me to want to make everyone jealous. "We could also go to the fun center later," I say. "You know, I play a pretty mean game of air hockey." At this point, we decided to make a transition to the swimming hall. Roleplay Session 4 ------------------ Emily: As we enter the swimming hall, I get a flashback from my elementary school times. All the girls sitting in the sauna, most of them shy, and some... not so. "I haven't been here before," I speak up. "Show us the way Jesse?" I'm carrying our bag of swimming suits and towels, and watch around the place. For some reason, Vivien and I have always used the other swimming hall of the town. Jesse: "Well I haven't been here since I was a kid. I don't swim often," I say. "But, my psychic powers tell me that there is the girls' change room." I point to a door with a sign on it that reads 'GIRLS CHANGE ROOM.' "And I guess I'm over here," I look to a door opposite the hall where the boys change room is. Emily: I purse my lips. "Mm, your psychic powers are strong. Very impressive." I say, as I dig out from my bag the plastic bag which your stuff is in. "So, see you in the water in a little while?" Emily: As we talk, Vivien glances behind herself at us. Makes me wonder if she's thinking of whether we're watching her 'that way' right now. How could she know, poor confused girl. Jesse: "Yes, and I bet I'll beat you to the pool first," I challenge. Emily: I smile. "You may well win my dear, you boys are always so quick to take your clothes off," I tease you. "Come on Vivien, let's go change." I call her, and go through the door with her. Jesse: Vivien enters the change room and immediately sees a dozen females, of various ages and various stages of undress. She notices now, whereas she hadn't paid a good deal of attention before, that some of the bodies have hair between their legs, or they have extremely large boobs, or maybe none at all. She compares them to herself, and also to Emily. She wonders if Jesse would ogle them too. She doesn't have boobs like the others, so why did he also say he liked to watch her? It's all very confusing to her. She wants to ask you but feels it isn't the right time to say. Instead, she pulls her swim suit out of the bag and stays mostly silent. Meanwhile, I'm changing in the other change room. The other guys are jealously staring at my rock abs in the corners of their eyes. I'm quite used to that by now. Emily: It's easy to notice Vivien is being quite thoughtful. Well, plenty of time to answer her questions later on. I find the idea attractive. It'll be great telling her all about how beautiful and sexy she is, and... somehow, it seems like a nice idea to give her the sex education talks too. I pick us a locker, and take our swimming suits out of the bag, and start taking off my clothes, and keep watching Vivien. Fondly, I stroke her hair a little when she stands there and looks thoughtful. "Wanna talk about something?" I ask, wearing only the pants now. Jesse: Vivien looks around to make sure she is out of hearing range from others, and comments, "Well, guys -- and Jesse -- look at your boobs and I guess that's a normal thing for guys to do. But I don't have any. So why did that guy look at me that way? And why does Jesse look at me that way sometimes, if I don't have boobs like you? What makes me beautiful? I mean, why haven't my friends told me about guys looking at them, too?" Emily: I sit down next to the bag and take her hand to guide her to sit down next to me. "Well..." I start slowly, in a quiet voice, not wanting everybody to hear this. "Boobs are just one thing that guys like about women. You have a really... nice butt, for one." I pause for a moment, letting that sink in. I feel all turned on again, saying that to her, in a public place too. "And your face is very beautiful. But let's talk more about it when we get home, okay?" I keep touching her hair. Jesse: "Okay," she says quietly, eyes staring into nowhere. "But does all that mean Jesse likes you more than me? I mean, I don't know why it matters, but it does." Vivien looks down at her nearly naked body and feels woefully inadequate next to your curved beauty. Emily: I feel incredibly compassionate for her as she says such a thing in such a sad voice. I sit closer so our legs are touching, and put an arm around her waist. I don't much care who is watching is listening anymore. "Sweetie," I whisper to her. "I think Jesse likes you more than she likes me. He thinks you're really beautiful even though you don't have curves yet. I think so too. Some guys like young girls like you better than grown ups like me. Do you believe me?" I lean my head down to see her face. Jesse: "I believe you, I guess," Vivien answers, not entirely convinced, but looking forward to seeing me, and also suddenly feeling a bit nervous about it. She stands up and lets her shorts and underwear fall to the floor, her naked bottom just two short feet away from your face. She pulls on her white one-piece suit, and slips the straps over her shoulders. Pulling a wedgie from between her cheeks, she says, "Aren't you going to get yours on?" You were sitting there watching her undress and redress that you forgot about your own bathing suit. Emily: I blink out of my trance. "Oh, yeah," I chuckle, and proceed to put on my two piece swimming suit. Although Vivien has seen my pussy many times, I for some reason make sure to show it to her also now, of course without being obvious about it. I don't have nearly any pubic hair, just a few blonde wisps on the top. I put our stuff into the locker and lock it. "Okay, let's go," I say, nod towards the door that apparently leads to the showers, and then follow her there. It turns out the shower room is just on the other side of the change room door, so putting on the swimming suits was quite unnecessary. So I proceed to take off my swimming suit again, in order to shower before the sauna. Jesse: Vivien rubs her body, with the luke warm water flowing around her hands. She feels a little tingle as her hand casually passes between her legs, but feels a little embarrassed about that in such a public place, even if no one is around at the moment. She puts her head under the water, eyes closed, and wets her hair, and then lets the water run over her face. She parts her lips and collects a mouthful of water, and then turns to you with a smile, and playfully sends a stream of water from her mouth onto your chin and down your chest. Finally she can't hold it in anymore, and she bursts out with a snort, spraying the remaining water all over your face. Emily: Her squirting water on me is strangely nice. I love it, in fact, and as she bursts into laughter, I do the same. As soon as I'm controlling my breathing again, I gather my own mouthful of water, and squat some to try and squirt it all over her face, though it's difficult as my mouth is trying hard to get a huge smile on it. Jesse: Vivien giggles and splashes some water from the shower spray into your face in defense. Suddenly the water feels cold, and she shivers. Her small nipples become rigid at the temperature change. "Brrr," she hugs herself, "let's warm up in the sauna," she says. Emily: I close my eyes and enjoy having her splash the water on my face. There's something erotic about these water games with her. I nodnod as she suggests the sauna, and put a hand lightly behind her back. I grab two paper things to place under our butts in the sauna as I guide her into the sauna. There are not many people in the swimming hall, and there's nobody in the sauna at the moment. I climb to the highest "ladder," and sit down. Vivien sits down right next to me. Silence ensues for a while, as I toss water onto the rocks. Jesse: Vivien breathes deeply in reflex, her body fighting with the thick air for oxygen. The heat makes her shiver, and her body becomes slippery as she begins to sweat. She leans into your side, her head resting on your shoulder and her hair, black from moisture, flows over your breasts. She sighs in contentment. Emily: I feel really content and happy. I close my eyes, and slowly caress her with my hand. Her warm, slippery body feels wonderful. A minute passes. I extend my stroking up to her neck. I don't know what my goal is, but it'd please me if I were able to arouse her. But foremostly, I want to be nice and gentle with her. I rest my cheek against her hair, aware of what it'd look like were someone to enter the sauna, and whisper to her. "Jesse would die to get to do this with you." Jesse: Vivien sighs and melts into you even more. Her nipples become erect again, this time from your touch. She itches inside, and wants them to be touched. She closes her eyes, and lets her body slide down even further, so that she is lying across your lap. She looks up at you, expressionless except for the want in her eyes. Then she looks at your breasts, modest and firm, and she wonders at that moment if you want to be touched the same way she does. Emily: I give my lips a lick and bite my lower lip a little as I look down at her. I stroke her hair, watching down at her face. I notice her nipples are hard, like mine. And as I see her watching my breasts, and I imagine her touching them, a little moan escapes my lips. Small enough to maybe not be noticed by her. I switch to caressing her face. I realize I'm leaning forward some, bringing my breasts closer to her face, and I stop, wondering to myself what the hell I'm doing in a public sauna. But I keep caressing her face, unable to resist. Jesse: Vivien feels a strong warmth inside her, not just from the heat of the sauna. Her body itches and burns, the way it did the other night. She closes her eyes, and imagines the sensations from the other night, when she was rubbing herself between her legs while you licked her neck. Before long, she realized she had begin to touch her pussy, and snapped her eyes open, seeing you staring at where her hand was. Vivien looked around, and smiled coyly. "Ooops," she muttered, realizing what she was doing was not appropriate for a public place. Emily: It turns me on like nothing else to see her get turned on by my caresses and presence. 'I'm turning her on...' I think to myself. The thought is driving me wild, and I'd be so all over her were it a private place where we are. "That's alright," I whisper, then smile a little, "I want to touch myself too, badly. And to touch you, too. Maybe we should get out and into the pool to cool off, hm?" I smile at her weakly, hating to have to suggest that. Jesse: "Mmmm, okay," Vivien's voice cracks. She doesn't have the experience to gauge how she is feeling, but if she had, she'd know she was feeling extremely horny. It takes all of her effort to sit up, peeling her skin off yours like scotch tape. She sighs, feeling bitter sweet, as she'd have to ignore the burning between her legs, but at least she'd be able to play with me in the pool, which she had been looking forward to for hours. She wipes the sweat from her forehead and cheeks, and steps off the bench. Emily: Back in the showers I feel painfully aroused, watching Vivien wash the sweat off her glistening body. I look around, making sure nobody is watching, and rub my pussy for a few seconds. A few more seconds, and I'd come for sure. God. No can do. I put on my bikini instead, and when she's ready, we step out to the pool area. Jesse: I am already in the pool -- of course since I had no Vivien to fondle while I was in the sauna -- when I see you two come into the pool area. Both of you have such intent expressions. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were both extremely aroused. (Of course, I don't know any better, but it's not unreasonable to assume you're probably not aroused considering this is a public pool.) Seeing your bodies in swimming suits makes me involuntarily stare. And when I see that Vivien's swim suit is showing the outline of her pussy, I start to get hard. I smile and wave, and dive underneath the water, badly wishing I had gills so that I could swim to the bottom corner of the pool and masturbate. Emily: I and Vivien both walk, then wade and then swim over to you. Vivien for her own reasons, and me just dying for an opportunity to express my unbearable arousal. As you surface, Vivien splashes water on you right away, giggling. It doesn't look like I'm going to get an opportunity to talk or do anything else in private with you for now, so I smirk, feeling kind of annoyed at the circumstances, and join the splashing. Jesse: "You want to start a war, eh?" I laugh, and splash back. Except my hands are bigger and stronger, and I cause large wave of water to cover Vivien and collapse on her. I dive underneath the water, and swim underneath her. I grab her waist and surface, throwing her part way into the air, and when she lands she sinks underwater with a squeal. I turn my attention to you, ready to splash and fight, but I see the expression on your face, so steady and unamused, and I decide not to. "Are you all right?" I ask. Emily: I glide closer to you, and speak quickly, knowing I have but a bit of time before Vivien is upon us again. "Vivien was _so_ sexy in the sauna," I say, with the seriousness of my expression making my words convincing. I want badly to grab your hand and yank it between my legs. "_SO_ sexy," I almost growl at you, my face inches from yours. As I notice Vivien again approaching, I turn away from her for a moment to wipe my crazy expression. Jesse: I'm a bit taken aback by what you said. What exactly happened in the sauna? My mind races with possibilities, and those thoughts make me all the more aroused. Vivien looks so unbelievably beautiful and sexy in her white swimsuit, splashing about in the water, that I feel like bursting into tears that I can't hold her at that moment. I look at you again, and with my eyes tell you "I want more, later." I paste a smile on my face, and swim back to Vivien. I tread close to her, our bodies nearly touching, faces inches apart. I want to kiss her. I want to hold her. I want to touch her in all the places she shouldn't be openly touched. Instead, I stupidly suggest we swim some laps around the pool, if she thinks she can keep up. Suddenly she leaps on me, wrapping her legs around my waist, arms around my neck, and she shouts, "Oh I can keep up all right! But I get a head start!" Then she kicks off my chest, pushing me back while she goes away from me, swimming franticly. Some day soon she will realize the effect she has on me. Emily: I'm calming down. Swimming pool with all the noise and the cool water is not the most romantic place, and against my will, watching Vivien makes me smile. In contrast to her erotic presence just a few moments ago, she now is completely an innocent child again, and I find myself smiling softly. I swim after you two, but don't try to win the race. I know how Vivien has looked forward to playing with you here, and I don't want to be an unnecessary, horny third wheel in that game. After a moment, I turn around to float on my back. Jesse: We spend over an hour swimming around, playing games, splashing and laughing. Vivien is obviously having a real blast, and in spite of my being a little worked up over her unbelievable sexiness, so am I. You're holding Vivien under her arms, playfully swinging her in circles around the water, while she giggles and screams in delight. I swim over to "rescue" her, and suddenly she hooks around my back with her foot, pulling me in and wrapping her legs around me. Now you're pulling on her, and she is trying to pull the opposite way with her legs, using me as a post. I wrap my hands around Vivien's waist and pull back. Suddenly things have turned into a tug-of-war, using Vivien as a rope. We thrash this way and that, while Vivien squeals, clearly loving being the center of attention. Unfortunately, it seems that having our crotches meshed together while squirming about has given me an involuntary reaction, and my erection begins to push into her. She looks at me wide-eyed for a moment, squeezes me tighter around my waist, and continues to giggle and scream from the game, as if nothing is different. Her reaction only heightens mine, and soon the bulge in my bathing suit pushes and rubs quite obscenely against her pussy. And yet Vivien barely skipped a beat. I wonder if you notice anything at all. Emily: At first I notice nothing, and keep tugging and laughing. Like you, I'm highly enjoying this, and the slight arousal that keeps lingering in my body is only pleasant, since I'm confident that if not tonight, then in near future I'm going to get to do everything I've ever wanted with Vivien. Eventually I notice you're moving in a slightly strange way, and start wondering, but since I can't see anything... I can only make guesses. The idea is sexy though, and I make sure to keep up the game as it is, especially since Vivien seems to really like it. I look at you in the eyes, raising my eyebrows, wanting to find out if something is indeed going on. Jesse: I see your questioning eyes, and in answer, I point with mine to the intersection of mine and Vivien's genitals, and widen my eyes, smiling a bit. Vivien's lock around my waist have changed from playful hold to total death grip. Is she getting off on this, I wonder? Surely she must be, else why would she so boldly and with control push herself into me that way. Either way, I'm not complaining, except that I'm disappointed in advance knowing that nothing will be able to come of this beyond this game. At least, not at this moment. Emily: In a reply, I look at the same spot where you looked, and raise my eyebrows again, now expressing surprise, and smile. I watch Vivien and you more carefully, and can see how tight her grip is. I imagine how she's feeling, with your cock pressed right against her pussy. I feel excited, and also jealous. As Vivien's moving starts looking less and less like a game and more and more like humping, I start to worry about people noticing this "game" of ours. Jesse: It occurs to me that Vivien is completely aware of what she's doing. She feels my erection, and she's purposefully getting off on it. It may be under water and out of sight, but I fear a casual observer might be able to sense something else is going on. I also realize there's no point in holding any false pretenses with Vivien about what's happening. I slide my hands along her legs and across her spine to her upper back, getting a fairly good handful of her ass along the way, and I scoop her up from your grip, so that our chests are together, faces close. She pushes herself into my groin yet again even harder, and the smile has all but vanished from her face. I'm going to die. I lean my head in and whisper in her ear, looking around to see if anyone is watching -- no one seems to be -- and I whisper in her ear, "Look, you have to let go of me. I don't want you do -- God, do I not want you to -- but you have to. Okay?" Vivien sighs, and then smiles slightly and nods, releasing her lock from my waist. I see a blurry hand underneath the water rub her crotch hard a few times, and then she swims over to you. Emily: I've been intently watching, and see her rub her pussy quickly. I remember myself in the shower an hour ago, and feels sympathy. I turn up my nose playfully at her. "Sucks having to stop, doesn't it?" I say to her quietly, and continue immediately. "I know it does." I watch her face and want to say a great many other things to her at that moment. I'm starting to get a feeling this is going to get out of hand soon, with all of us way too horny, and Vivien beginning to get so bold. Jesse: "It looks like all of us are turning into walking prunes," I say. "Maybe it's time we thought about getting out, hmmm?" I look at Vivien and smile slightly. I begin contemplating jerking off in the washroom or something, or else I'll not be able to keep my cool for much longer. I feel the tangles and knots in my stomach of extreme arousal and an extreme crush, and those things spell danger to me. But I've now completely fallen for Vivien, and there's no turning back. There's only hoping things end up okay. Emily: I nod at you, and suddenly an urge to laugh sweeps over me, and I laugh. You look at me strangely, and I shrug helplessly. It feels like it's already been a long day, and obviously my capacity to take sexual teasing is filling up. As Vivien nods and goes "I guess," I put an arm around her shoulders and guide her towards the shower room before further incidents get to happen. "Take your time, Jesse. It may take us a little while too." I say to you, and give you a weak smile. If Vivien comes on to me again, I don't know what I'll do. Jesse: I take a deep breath and clear my mind, letting my erection subside before I get out of the water. When I do get out, I head directly to the washroom to take care of business, and it's not difficult to imagine what will be racing through my mind. Vivien walks along side you to the shower, staying snugly against your side. "I feel funny," she confesses. Emily: "So do I, baby," I sigh out, arm around around her shoulders. "Look, let's just shower quickly and go dress up then, m'kay? We can do all the fun stuff when we get home." A girl walks by us and gives us a curious look - and she's not the first one today I'm sure - but I'm not too concerned about that. Prologue -------- The chat below is in reference to a moment from Everwood's episode "We Hold These Truths." As you can see, it quickly progressed into a bit of fantasy, and formed the basis for a world of roleplay. Emily: I think at 21:08 when Vivien stands there looking at him she's thinking of something interesting. Jesse: I think if it were me lying down, she'd be having pretty naughty thoughts. Emily: She'd be wondering if it's possible to get you hard while you're asleep. Jesse: Or maybe more simply, she'll wonder if she can touch or look at my thing without me waking up. Emily: That too. And you'd guess that, and remain tightly sleeping-looking. Jesse: Yep, and I'd respond in all the interesting ways to keep her playing with me. Emily: And she'd first be pretty loud trying to wake up you to make sure that won't happen. Jesse: Then she'll try pushing against my chest and patting my hand to make me wake up. Emily: And softly blowing on your face. Her breath smells sweet, and her hair tickles you. Jesse: Her hair smells perfumy, and pretty and feels soft. Emily: And you'd just make a sleeping sound and move a little in your "sleep," to convince her you're really tightly asleep. First she'd pull up your shirt a little, cautiously, and feel all funny in her stomach when your six pack is revealed, and the hair extending from your crotch to your lower tummy. In fact you look just like a guy in Calvin Klein ad. I saw many amazing stomachs :) Jesse: CK really wanted me to model for them but I told them no, since they wouldn't let me pose with all the LGs I'd wanted. [LG, a short for Little Girl, is a term we use to refer to preteen girls.] Emily: Whereas the tender and soft litheness of a LG is attractive to us, the strong slimness of a guy's waist is very fascinating to Vivien, especially so since she's so new to such things. Because not only is this new to her, you're a real guy, and a hot one at that. And she likes you a lot, you're always so much fun. Jesse: I'm wearing draw string pants, cotton stuffs you sleep in, since I am sleeping after all. Emily: So she's standing next to you, and not sure what to do next. Your hand is hanging a bit outside of the couch, and touching her leg a little. She's wearing soft pants, and you feel the warmth of her leg through them. And if you moved your hand just a few inches, you could touch her pussy, but you can't quite do that, since you're sleeping. So she watches you all over, and, not much unlike us focusing on certain bits of LGs, she watches your crotch and imagines what it really looks like in real life, that thing that is causing the bump in your pants. It's a tad too wild idea to even think about for her to actually go and see. Regardless, after she's been standing there for a while and getting more and more tingly in her panties, she slips a few fingers under the stretchy waist of your pants. "Whoa!" she goes in her mind, feeling the warm, live human against top of a few of her small fingers. Jesse: It's so easy for me to hear that "Whoa" from Vivien. Emily: She moves her hand towards the middle of your lower stomach, across the line of hair below your belly button, her heart quite beating. She quickly glances at your face to make sure you're still asleep, and then digs her fingers a little deeper into your pants. But she can only push it like for an inch. She squeezes her legs together and rubs them a little. If she had the words for it, she'd know she's feeling all horny and turned on. Jesse: Do I realize this? Or am I still too oblivious with my eyes being closed? Emily: Then she pulls back, a bit frightened of what she did - what if you had waken up! - and goes away. I think you quite realize everything. You're left wondering what would have happened had you reacted somehow. Jesse: Damnit. I didn't react and now she's gone. I'm an idiot. Emily: Would it have scared her, or encouraged her? Likely there will be other occasions to see. Since you'll be staying around for a while, and she's very taken by you, and always wants to be with you everybody go somewhere together... She doesn't realize it, but your youthful manliness really attracts her, and it's not perfectly innocent feeling she gets when you two wrestle, and she pins you under herself and sits on your stomach. And she's fascinated by the feel of your body, and doesn't hide it. Once it was a hot day, and you were without a shirt, and you wrestled, and when she had you pinned again, she ran her hand softly across your chest muscles and your strong elbows, and her mouth was a little apart and she had this funny feeling on her face, and she said something like "You feel so neat..." in that husky voice of hers. Jesse: Wow. :) What did I do? Emily: Of course she didn't realize it's sexual. I'm not sure what you did, I wasn't seeing. This is only what she told me, her trusted female friend Emily, and the narrator of this story :) Jesse: Oh, I see. I hope she didn't leave out any details. :) Emily: I've not been prying details from her. She'll come around to figuring things out on her own in time. I'm just giving her the little nudges into the right direction. But I'd love to hear what you did. Emily: She often tells things quite randomly, so they don't necessarily make much sense, or hold exactly to the truth. Jesse: Well, it's nice to hear she got a little aroused, even if she didn't quite understand why, but I have to admit that wasn't a complete accident ... Sometimes when we wrestle, or when I tickle her, I might quickly and lightly touch her between her legs, or on her bottom. Usually she's wildly thrashing about and I can touch her that way and it seems like it's all part of the game ... Emily: Yeah, she's never mentioned you touching her in a funny way. She's surprisingly innocent that way. Jesse: And this one time, when she had pinned me down and straddled me hips, I was pretty hard, and my larger-than-normal bulge in my pants was pressed pretty tightly against her crotch. If I didn't know better that it was just my imagination, I'd swear that she was pressing against me there just a little harder than gravity would have allowed. Emily: We sleep in the same bed, me and her, as you recall, and when we're going to sleep, she usually tells me everything about her day. It's lovely chatting with her that way, and a really good time to tell someone all your secrets and feelings. Jesse: What else has she confessed to you? Emily: Well once when you were in shower, she walked into the room and saw your backside, did you know that? Jesse: Was that last Tuesday? I thought I heard something at the door but when I turned around, I couldn't see anything. Then again, it was awfully steamy in the room, she could have hid and I'd not have seen her. Emily: Yeah, it was probably that time. She left the room quite quickly, but not without getting a good eyeful of you first. So she told me about that that night. She remarked that your legs were hairy, and that mine aren't, and we got into talking about differences between men and women... She knows men have a penis, but I don't think she's ever even seen a picture of one. She commented that she would have wanted to stay and watch you more, but she knew she shouldn't. Jesse: Maybe you can hint to her that that'd not be such a bad thing. Emily: I think she's uppity enough to do that anyway some time soon. She's talked about you almost every day since you moved in. Jesse: Aw, that's so sweet to hear. I'm quite taken by her too. And I'm a bit jealous of _you_ getting to sleep with her and be her confident. Emily: Oh, well, I can't say I mind doing that. She sleeps in a silk night gown with nothing under it. It's very nice. She likes me petting her hair a long time when she's going to sleep. Often I even masturbate next to her, and she's all used to it and thinks nothing of it, even if I want to snuggle into her while doing that. I'm not sure if she connects that to the naughty things. Jesse: Some day I'll get to do that too. Emily: Why don't you come over some time, read her the bed time story for a change? She loves them. 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