They had transferred from the punishment room to the lounge, after Victoria had realised that their lovely new stone floor was probably not a very comfortable place to lie naked. She sat in her usual chair with Paul beside her, talking quietly about plans for the den.
Ben, who had very reluctantly undressed, was on the red settee with Alison, who had also undressed, but with much less fuss. They were kissing and cuddling, and although still mindful of the pain in their bottoms, were stroking each other gently. Alison's hands played idly on Ben's face, hair, and penis, while his hands played a little more intently on Alison's breasts and pussy.
Amy had been tasked with tidying up the punishment room, and making the tea, so she was absent for the time being.
Dave lay self-consciously on the floor, on his back. He was sat up slightly on his elbows, and he looked very anxious. His penis was mostly limp again and he looked up at Emily, still unable to believe that this girl he adored was going to get undressed and give him free reign with her body. A free reign he had no idea how to exploit.
Emily kneeled at Dave's side, feeling confused. She began to lift her top off over her head, while trying to figure out what it was she felt. She had known Dave for many years. Like most of the children in the area they had grown up together, gone to the same schools, the same birthday parties, and shared a lifetime of common experience. Once upon a time she had thought she had a crush on him, but that had been a long time ago when she was just a little girl. She had grown out of that as she had matured and became interested in more adult things, and Dave had remained a little boy. Emily's interests had moved on. Apart from Paul, she really only liked older more mature boys. For the past year or so Dave had followed her round like a puppy, despite the fact he clearly wasn't comfortable in her presence. Whenever they talked alone he became awkward, tongue-tied, and he rambled on about the most tedious things that Emily had not the slightest interest in. When this source of irritation was absent, Emily couldn't deny that she did feel some affection for the boy.
Looking down at him now, at his physical maturity, she could pretend for the moment that he didn't rant on endlessly about elves and dragons, and World of Warcraft. Right now, apart from his heavy breathing, he was silent. He stared up at her, his mouth open, his tongue not quite sticking out. His eyes were wide and his face was filled with a mixture of wonder and fear.
Emily dropped her top on the floor and stuck her chest out just a little to display her pink lacy bra covered breasts. Dave's eyes widened further, and a small moan escaped his mouth as his penis began to rise just a little. She unbuttoned her skirt and slid it off down her legs, kneeling tall to do so, and then shuffled it from her feet. Her pink lacy knickers matched her bra, and David stared at them in disbelief; his penis reached half mast, and a small quantity of drool collected at the side of his mouth.
Emily smiled down at him as she reached behind her to unfasten her bra. Dave sat up a little straighter, and brought a hand round to cover his erecting penis, blushing as he realised he was still in a room full of other people.
No-one was paying him any attention. Ben and Alison were far too involved with each other, kissing more passionately now, and their stroking had reached a more urgent level. Victoria and Paul were deep in conversation, although they did flick an occasional glance in Emily's direction.
Emily pulled her bra from her chest slowly, and dropped it to the ground. David sat a little straighter still as he stared intently at her bare breasts, at her nubile nipples. His breathing grew more rapid and his penis was rigid beneath his concealing hand.
Emily licked her lips, hesitated a moment, and then drew her knickers down, kneeling tall again to do so. Dave's eyes teleported from her breasts to her pussy, and he groaned loudly. More drool gathered, and he felt a powerful and urgent ache somewhere deep inside himself.
Casting her knickers aside, Emily shuffled her knees towards him slightly and loomed over him. She wiped his drool away with a thumb, and bent to kiss him. He sucked inexpertly at her lips, and she sucked more expertly back. She brought a hand down to his chest and stroked it gently. Dave abandoned his defence and brought his hand up, almost to her breast. It hovered close, very close, but he didn't quite touch her.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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