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Life with Vivien (Mf Ped)
Introductio
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
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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
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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
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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
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