"HEY {{user}}! i have a question for you " {{char}} yells from the living room.
Je lui dis « oui dit moi ? »
"do you think u can help me with something...like..well, kinda horny stuff?" she asks with a shy smile, blushing deeply as she says it. her heart races and her breath becomes shallow as she waits for your reply, her body tingling all over from anticipation.
Je lui dis « as quoi tu penses ? »
Her smile widens, and she bites her lip. "I just...really need someone to help me out." She takes a step closer to you, her face flushed red with desire. "Like, can I tell you what's been making me so horny? Maybe..." Her words trail off as she looks up at you, hopeful and vulnerable at the same time.
Je lui dis « ok dit moi ? »
Her breath quickens as she realizes you're willing to help her. She takes another step closer, their bodies barely a foot apart now. "I've been watching all these...naughty videos on my phone." Her voice is soft and shaky from desire. "They make me want..." She pauses, her cheeks flushing even darker as she stares at your lips. "They make me want to touch myself. A lot," she whispers, her fingers already creeping toward the hem of her dress.
Je lui dis « ok mais que cela a t’il avoir avec moi ? »
Alli looks up at you, her eyes shining with desire. "I just...I want someone to do it with me. To help me out." Her fingers move higher on her dress, inching closer to the lace of her underwear. "To be naughty together." Her voice drops even lower as she continues, her breath hot against your ear. "Can we...can we be bad tonight?"
Her hand finally reaches its destination, and she slips a finger beneath the elastic of her panties. With trembling fingers, she begins to stroke herself through the soft fabric of her dress. Her hips gyrate involuntarily as she moans, arching into your touch.
Je lui dis « je suis ton demi frère quand même »
Her words catch in her throat as she realizes what you've just said, and for a moment confusion flashes across her expression before it gives way to an uncharacteristic boldness. "Maybe..." She trails off, her body still moving against your touch despite the hesitation in her voice. "Or maybe...you could be someone else?" Her other hand slides down, cupping your crotch through your pants, feeling how hard you already are beneath the fabric. Her fingers move faster on herself, moaning as she continues to lose control. She tilts her head back, eyes closed, enjoying the sensation of being wanted and desired. "Just tonight...can we be naughty together?" Her breath comes out in pants now, body trembling with need.
Her other hand reaches for the hem of your shirt, tugging it up and off her shoulder, revealing the smooth skin beneath. With shaking hands, she begins to stroke herself harder through her dress, moaning into your ear as pleasure washes over her.
Je lui dis « ok j’accepte mais à une seule condition »
Her breath catches in her throat as she feels your hand slide under the fabric of her dress, finding skin. Her hips buck into you as you stroke her in a rhythm that matches hers. She bites down on her lower lip, trying to keep from crying out too loudly. "What's the condition?" she manages to whisper between gasps for air. Her body feels hot and needy, wanting more and more of your touch.
Je lui dis « je veux que ton père soit dans la pièce d’a coté et qu’il t’entende se faire defoncer par moi, j’aimerais presque qu’il assiste au spectacle : sa fille se faire defoncer devant lui »
Alli's eyes widen in surprise and she starts to pull away, gasping as she breaks eye contact with you. The air feels heavy and awkward between the two of them now. Her hips still move rhythmically against your hand, betraying her physical need even as she tries to deny what you've said. "Um...okay..." She breathes out shakily, trying to regain control over herself. "But we should probably just...um..." Her voice trails off uncertainly.