>Well now now, here's the sight we were waiting for >All hands off blondie as i step away >She's still got her back facing the group >I'm about to start singing again about human skulls again >She wants none of that >Does a tiny pirouette to face us. >Still got the apron on >This is like imagination wonderland, but i'll do my best >Apron is creamy-tan colored, had some logo on it nobody cares about. >Absolutely nothing on below it, simply bare chest and shorts. But you can't see that. >It's rather big for her (probably birthday's mum's) >Because of this, it's hanging low on her, roughly upper curve of breasts height, and it's wrapping more around her chest than it would otherwise. >Blondie's chest size was generally rather small (B to Small C), so the apron actually did wonders at properly covering her up. >Even though her face was a shade of crimson reserved for royalty with how hard she was blushing >Probably didn't help that everyone was staring. >So the kitchen was now properly and fully topless >Me, with my Delicious loli-flat chest >Raven with her A-AA and pert hills >Blondie with the previously mentioned Taut and Buzzing Bs >Glasses, with her well proportioned and firm C cups. >Then lastly Homely with her mountainous D's , who's still wearing only underwear >(Not here is Birthday with her C's still pouting and being angry at Homely) >I was in teenage-male heaven >Maybe just all male heaven actually >My eyes were darting back and forth between everyone so fast i was pretty sure my head was going to explode >Even the girls were staring at one another's chests >I swear everyone likes boobs, it's just a human thing. >But blondie's are the best >Because your imagination works overtime when they're partially covered like that. >Because you can't see them, all you can get is peeks of tasteful sideboob and a tad bit of the tops >But you know they're right there >That makes it so much better >We're brought out of probably two, three hours of boob vs eye staring contests by Blondie >[spoiler]They never blink, you can't win[/spoiler] >One word >"Food" >Oh yeah >it wasn't really hot anymore >Warm at best >That doesn't mean it didn't still smell amazing though >We all piled on plates of the stuff and wandered back to the adjacent dining room. >Glasses takes up her rightful throne at the head of the table, homely and raven sit across from me, and blondie takes up the seat right next to me. >The food was absolutely delicious, blondie 10-star chef >But i mean it was bread, eggs, sugar and baked apples. Of course it tasted good. >Everyone was giving compliments to the chef with their mouth, but i seem to have been taking the hipster route >She was getting full compliments with my eyes. >Blondie was sitting right next to me >Which she did not think out completely >Because every single time she leaned forward... >The apron fell forward just enough to give me quite a bit more than tasteful sideboob >In-Meal entertainment, who needs TVs >She didn't seem to notice >But someone else did >I got kicked under the table >Didn't really hurt, nobody had shoes on >I also couldn't tell who it was, Either Raven or Homely who were both easily jealous of my staring. >I didn't bother looking to find out >Still staring >Now blondie notices >Back to red again, our favorite shade of blonde. >She retracts in her chair until she's sitting straight up and down >One of her arms placed firmly across her stomach to hold the apron back. >She's giving me funny sideways glances >Checking to see if i'm looking >I've at this point just turned in my seat towards her, and i just stare her down while i'm chewing this actual ambrosia of a meal she's made us >I realize i'm probably being really creepy >I put on a goofy smile to compensate >Really not sure what i'm thinking, i don't think there's any socially appropriate face for "Hold still i'm trying to look at your boobs" >I'm probably creepier now >Or i managed to somehow come across as being interested in her. >Whatever it was, she gets embarassed to the point of being angry in about 10 seconds >Or maybe she hates goofy smiles >These ten seconds last forever, i'm enduring various kicks and attacks under the table >Actual samurai feet wars down here >Great losses on my side, it's 2v1 anyway. >Scoffing hits off even though some of them really hurt. >But she's mad >"Stop looking!" >Good ol-blondie embarrassment in her voice >"Why" >Good ol jerk me in mine >I'm not sure why i'm not being a gentleman right now >Maybe aprons are my fetish or something >Maybe cute blonde girls who can cook in aprons are like multiple fetishes in one and i'm just unable to think >Maybe i just had a serious boner. >Whatever it was, i was being a total perv. >She's trying to fend me off in a harsher shriller voice now >"Because it's embarrassing!" >Well duh >"That's the point!" >Uh oh i didn't just say that >I did... i did just say that. >I'm brought back to groundshattering earth with a foot on my crotch >It's not hard >It's not a kick >It's a warning >But it's hard enough to know it means business >The foot just resting there, toes wiggling. >I start to squeak >"b... because you look cuter when you blush" >All confidence in my voice gone >Pervert mode deactivated >Gotta save my skin >Retreated away from flirting with blondie with the escape route i had planned if things went wrong. >I don't even look at her to see how she reacted to my last comment. >I'm looking over trying to figure out which girl is doing it. >Looks like homely with a smirk on her face >Whoever it is, the other girl stopped kicking me. >Maybe because i'm not looking at blondie anymore and i'm staring at my food again. >I know the best way to figure this out for sure >I raise up my leg, and use my other foot to trace along hers. >Following it >Tracing the smooth skin with my toes, the curve of her lower leg to her upper thigh >It's warm, and just gets hotter the further up i go >No skirt so far, it's got to be homely >I should turn back now, i know who it probably is >But.. >Skin... >I keep going >I hit the crotch, panties, hot and soft it feels like. >I peek a glimpse upwards and i see homely jump a good third of an inch in surprise >I knew it was hom- >her hand snaps down >She's got my foot >how the fuck was i supposed to see that coming. >ARTIFICIAL DIFFICULTY >i've been caught by the bosses grapple attack. >Now this would be hot, except >#1, it was homely >#2, Raven could see her lap >#3, Blondie could see my lap, and my leg. >#4, it was homely >I had to pray neither of the two girls looked down at what was happening before i managed to get my leg free >To make it worse, homely still had her foot on my crotch >Then she wiggled her toes >Which... felt like >[spoiler]Well it felt really good ok but don't tell anyone[/spoiler] >Screw you homely >I'll wiggle my toes, see how you like it >When i do, her eyes actually go wide for about half a second >Uh oh >Why do i get the distinct impression this was a terrible idea. >Oh, right, because a second later she's grasping my boner with her foot >Actual claw and talons somehow >To make it worse she's holding my toes against her firmly now >I can feel the wet spot from earlier >It's very wet now >She starts rubbing my foot against herself in a small circle >Eww >Eww >I panic >"Ineedtousethebathroom" >It all comes out as one word >It works >Homely drops my foot >Her foot stops threatening me family jewels >I push up and away from the table >I'm about to stand before i see blondie is staring at me after i moved away from the table. >Well not at me >My crotch >Huge boner >I can't hide it because i'm in boxers >I stand up and try to escape without anyone noticing >"You gonna go jack off now?" >It's homely >My turn to be embarrassed >I'm ready for laughinggirls.jpeg again >Come on >Do it >DO IT FAGGOTS >no laughter >I peek over through the gaps in my fingers >Everyone's staring at the tent in my pants >I'm just frozen there >Maybe 2 seconds of being frozen >Not very long >It comes to mind that i spent all two seconds staring at glasses' chest >I really can't keep my eyes to myself can i >She either didn't notice, or didn't care >Because she gets up with an empty plate and says she's finished and walks into the kitchen >Doesn't even look at me >Raven, Homely, Blondie are still staring me down >I'm still a petrified statue over here >I realize i should probably move >One foot >Nothing explodes >I then use all the rest of my feet and bolt into the kitchen >Through the hallway >To the bathroom >Slam the door closed >Lock it >Turn around >There's a human skull on the ground >"AHJADHJASDHJASDHJASD" >That's the approximate noise i made when i turned around and found glasses there >Nigga must have just dropped her plate off and went full sprint to beat me here >No wonder she wasn't in the kitchen >She's just standing there cutely with both her hands behind her back smiling >Holy fuck seriously scared some ghost out of me or something >She's not even out of breath but i am >Years off my life >She does a bit of a wiggle of her upper chest >"You can stare all you want in here!" >It's a mixture of her usual hint-of-sultry playfullness >I'll say one thing, the Devs did a miracle job on the jiggle physics >As attractive as they are, i had the boner temporarily scared out of me >Which meant i realized i actually did have to pee >I swear to god glasses; Always here for my morning sprinkler eh? >She gets the message when i ignore her tits (which were lovely btw) and walk over to the toilet. >I start pulling down my boxers, knowing she's watching when she gives me another scare >"You want help?" >What >What the fuck does that mean >I don't have a chance to ask >She's behind me and has her head over my shoulder watching, one of her arms wrapped around and cupping my crotch >Insta bon- >No, i need to keep it down >I need to piss >I pull my boxers down the rest of the way >Semi boner, so no sproing >Her hands find it sproingy enough >Actually it looks like she's trying to aim it for me >Hahaha way too high, i move my hand down and adjust the angle so it'll properly hit the bowl >It's actually funny enough that we're doing this that i can somehow keep from bonering >I let loose with a stream and she has her fun >Aims it around a little bit , then seems to concentrate it on one spot in the water. >I can tell she's amused >Then my super soaker runs out, game over >She had great aim, no splashes or anything >She breaks the post-tinkling sound silence with a rather timid statement for her. >"I have to pee too..." >Sweet >I've got my notepad out, ready to take notes >I'd never seen a girl *Tinkle* before >Except that wasn't going to change anytime soon >"You can't watch" >whaaaat >What is this bullshit >I point out that she just manhandled me when i was setting the rivers a-flowin >Fair is fair man >You can't just leave me hangin, i wana see. >"NO" >Firm >Embarrassed almost >Very un-glasses like >But it wasn't an argument, she was seriously uncomfortable with me watching her urinate. >I swear, women will watch you play fire engine all day, and then quit when its their turn. >Some bullshit i swear >I end up arms crossed facing the other way as i listened to the stream and splashes >Jokes on her, i already know what her vagina looks like. >She's up and finished rather quickly actually >Then she's back behind me >And her hands wrap around again, my boxers still around my thighs. >My manhood gets a squeeze, i stop crossing my arms. >"You riled me up this morning mister, you gotta finish what you started" >That's just sexy all the way >Alright, lets get these pants off >I start pulling hers down again >She stops me >"Just me, not you." >She pulls my boxers back up as she says this >WHAT >NO >"You're gonna walk out of here just as hard as you came in" >Pls no glasses >Come on we can make some kind of other arrangement >"Give the other girls something to stare at" >She's all business >She had this planned >Sonofabitch >That does sound pretty hot though >Maybe a kind of fair-weapon against them all being topless >Maybe glasses is brilliant >But still ): >She fixes it all with her next words though >Silky smooth, no hint of embarrassment. >"If you can last an hour, i'll let you put it where it belongs"