F-Chat Log: Bad Luck Brittany, Thu Mar 21 2013 22:51:19 GMT+0000 (GMT Standard Time)

[19:06 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Hi again :) sorry about that, it just sometimes has a little moment and I have to turn it off and on.[19:06 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: hi :)[19:06 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: I have the same thing all the time[19:06 PM]Ashleys Brothel: It goes all... stuttery? [19:06 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Stopping and starting :)[19:07 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: well, I know nothing about computers! I just find restarting helps sometimes[19:07 PM]Ashleys Brothel: That's what I do, but I've found I have to close it down all the way, and leave it for a minute, and turn it on, then it's usually OK![19:07 PM]Ashleys Brothel: How are you feeling today? [19:08 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: much, much better[19:08 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: it usually passes after 1 day, 2 was unusual[19:08 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: and fortunately it didn't turn into 3 :)[19:09 PM]Ashleys Brothel: We have got snow forecast all weekend so I'm going to be in a lot, if you're around :)[19:09 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: I will during the day, but not so much the evening...Friday I won't be getting back till late[19:10 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Saturday there is a party that I want to get out of but might have to go to[19:10 PM]Ashleys Brothel: OK :( [19:10 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I just don't want to be stuck in the house in the snow :([19:10 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Awww :([19:10 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: I'm sorry, I wish I could keep you company more. I might be in on Saturday, I'll have to see. But Friday evening I won't be, until late.[19:11 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I am really tired of the snow. [19:12 PM]Ashleys Brothel: It is nearly April, isn't it meant to be Spring? I have daffodils in my garden and they are covered in snow![19:12 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Yes, it sucks :([19:14 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Tonight, can we play the Summer scene? :)[19:14 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Yes.[19:15 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: We'll need to recap where we let off, but I do roughly remember. I hope I was being "questioning" enough. I thought it was a sweet scene :)[19:15 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: I think it's one where we'll have to play the "after" a bit, as well, so it might be for the best we split it into two, more time[19:15 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Yes, there wasn't much happening as yet, I think. She was asking him lots of sweet little questions, it was lovely.[19:15 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Perhaps we can rewind a little to the point just before he takes his pants off :)[19:16 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Ok.[19:16 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Can I have a minute, though, before we begin? Just to finish up my tea. And to check if there were any other questions or issues about the scene?[19:17 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Sure :) [19:17 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Thank you.[19:17 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: You're very understanding Lilly. I wish my "real life" friends were as patient and compassionate as you.[19:18 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Aww, thank you![19:18 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Ok, brb, gonna wash my mug and then we can get started.[19:18 PM]Ashleys Brothel: OK![19:26 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I'm back now too :)[19:26 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (sorry, back)[19:28 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Hi :) [19:28 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Did you have any more questions? :)
[19:29 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: I had one, but I can't think what it was :|[19:29 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Sorry :( [19:30 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I am excited![19:30 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Oh...[19:31 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Hmm, no. lol, blank...[19:31 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Nevermind, sure it wasn't important[19:32 PM]Ashleys Brothel: So they're sitting on the bed, chatting, and he's in his underwear, all hard and excited. :) [19:32 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Yes.[19:32 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (Can I start?)[19:33 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (yes :) )[19:34 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "Will it smudgy my make-up?" she suddenly squeaked, although the question seemed to be phrased more out of curiosity than outright fear. "I mean, will it make it all runny gooey, or will it stay on after? What happened to the make-up on the faces of all the other little girls you blooeyed your icky-batter on, Andrew?" she asked innocently, smiling disarmingly as she swung her skinny legs back and forth.[19:36 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew sat on the edge of the bed so close to her, shirtless and wearing just his thin, loose-fitting pale boxers, his excitement apparent in them, tenting and throbbing. Nevertheless, he smiled caringly and gently to Summer, and spoke softly, encouragingly. "Summer, my sweetie-poppet," he said, smiling. "It will spoil your makeup a bit, I'm sorry." He spoke as if he was breaking bad news. "When I've done it before, it's really messed it up, and smudged and made it run down their cheeks." [19:38 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded. "Well, that's ok, I mean I have to take it off before bedtime anyway. I have Adventure Time pillows, look!" She pointed out the bright cartoon design, grinning. "Don't want to spoil them. So it's just like makeup remover really..." she giggled.[19:40 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "It is, sweetheart." He spoke to her ever so gently, enjoying being kind and nice to her, treating her like a sweet, delicate little girl. "But you might want to remove the cum from your face, too. That's why we've brought out your cute little Hello Kitty towels. You have such pretty things, Summer!" he enthused.[19:42 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded, smiling. "Tori buys me lots of nice stuff. She says she's going to get me Tinkerbell Wings when I turn 14. But that's not for aaaages," she pouted. "Months and months and months...I only just turned 13." Stroking the towels for a moment, she glanced at his awkward bulge. "Do you want to take your pants off, Andrew?" She asked it like it was nothing to her. "Sometimes the men get uncomfy with them on so tight."[19:43 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew wanted to play with her, have some fun, talk to her as if she was far more innocent than she really was. With a kind, soft smile, he spoke gently. "Do you know what I've got in my shorts, Summer, my little poppet?" he asked, knowing she knew the answer. [19:47 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded. "Your pee-pee," she baby-talking, adding with a nonchalant shrug of her slender shoulders. "It's ok, all boys have them. I've seen *loads* of them already, like...three or four? Well, three - Mister Daniel didn't actually manage to get his out before he oogied in his pants." She grumped, "That meant I didn't get my badge! It was so unfair, it wasn't my fault..."[19:48 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He played with the elastic of his shorts for a moment, before lowering them, his thick, hard, bulging erection springing free of its tent as he let out a gasp of relief. "Oh, Summer, that's better," he smiled gently, being careful not to become too lustful with her, despite his obvious excitement. "Would you like to hold my hand again?" he asked as he kicked the shorts off onto the floor. [19:50 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She watched wide-eyed as it sprang up and settled into an upright(?) position. Then she nodded, taking his hand, and squeezing it nervously. At the same time, she showed few nerves when it came to shuffling up the bed, a bit closer to him, and peering down on it. She stared intently, then broke into a giggle. "Ewwie, it's leaking!"[19:51 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "That's what happens when a man is very excited," he explained, wondering if any of the previous men, or her League training, had taken the time to tell her these things. "It means I think you're really pretty, Summer." He squeezed her hand softly. "And that I'm excited to make a messy on you." [19:51 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (brb phone)[19:52 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (ok)[19:53 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (you can post :) )[19:54 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (Oh, ok.)[19:56 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded. "We did in Sexual Health in school," she said, but her voice betrayed a lack of interest: the living model was evidently far more captivating than the dusty old diagrams. "But there they just talked about making babies and stuff. Not making messy on your face!" She giggled wildly. "I got an A plus in that, which meant I got a gold star AND some stickers. Do you think I'll get an 'A plus' in this?" She seemed to find the idea wildly funny, kicking her legs up as she laughed and squeezed his hand tight.[20:03 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew laughed gently too, her cute, adorable giggle warming his heart as he squeezed her hand back. "Oh, Summer," he said. "You're such a little cutie-poppet! I hope I can give you a big A-plus and some stickers too! And a badge!" His erection was starting to leak onto her pretty pink sheets.[20:06 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She squeaked in disquiet, and fluffed out one of the pink towels. "Can you...can you sit on this, please Mister?" she asked very politely. "I don't want to icky up my sheets. Tori only does washing on Tuesdays, and she said if I made a messy in here I'd have to deal with it. I don't want to have to sleep in sheets that are all yukkied up." She offered him the towel to sit on, reluctantly letting go of his hand so he could stand up but keeping her need for contact by resting her palm lightly on his hip.[20:07 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew blushed, especially at the fact that the older girl knew what he would be doing in here with Summer. But he smiled kindly and politely, and stood up for a moment so that he could sit down again, leaking pre-cum onto the pretty, soft pink towel. "You asked me very nicely, Summer," he said, blushing. "You're such a sweet, polite girl. I'm very lucky to be your first facial!" [20:08 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: When he sat down, she held out her hand for him to take again. Once more she sat close, one skinny buttock on the edge of the towel, watching him leak over himself. "It's all clear," she muttered, curious. "But when it comes out later it'll be more...white? Like the other Misters? Or whitey-yellow or whitey-cream or whitey-clear..."[20:10 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "It depends," he explained softly. "It's clear now because this is just me getting all excited, but when the real stuff comes out it all depends on things like what I've eaten, and how long it's been. If it's been a long time, it can be whitey-creamy-yellowy-lumpy," he smiled, mixing the words together in a silly way. "When it's just been a day or two, it's smoother and whiter." Andrew blushed a little. "Summer, may I... touch your pigtail? I think they are very cute, and your hair seems so soft. I'll use my clean hand?" [20:12 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded, and waited until his hand approached - then wiggled her head about crazily, giggling as the pigtail escaped his grasp. The game soon lost its appeal, she fell still and quiet, and allowed the soft brown hair to rub against his hand. "I like my hair. You won't get it too icky when we do the facial will you, Andrew?" she asked hopefully. "I hate having to get it out after, Tori helps me but one time she missed a bit."[20:12 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (can I check...the scene is still OK? this is the first time we've tried splitting one over a couple of days, wanted to check Summer was back on track...)[20:13 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (Yes, Summer is adorable and I love all her little questions. We can have a little 'aftermath' too if that's OK? Maybe even Tori could come in!) [20:14 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (Yes, I mentioned - in this scene, I'd like to do the after as well, especially as we should have time. :) Good, I'm glad!)[20:14 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Summer, poppet!" laughed Andrew as he playfully caught her pigtail, stroking it softly and gently against his hand. "It's so soft, babygirl," he said, his voice caring. "You do have such wonderful hair. Has a man... done his thing into it before, sweetheart?" [20:16 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She frowned. "Well, he didn't MEAN to. He was MEANT to be doing it on my shirt. But it sort of flew everywhere when I took it out of my mouth, and some of it ended in my hair. It was all lumpy and gross, and when we washed it out we missed a bit and it was still there the next day!" She calmed down a bit then, smiling. "But you're here to do it in my face, not my hair, so that's ok."[20:18 PM]Ashleys Brothel: The thought of the adorable young girl with a man's penis, bobbing in and out of her sweet little mouth, made him throb and ooze onto the towel again, even as he looked at her with kind eyes. "Well, sweetheart," he said softly, "it does sort of shoot out in big messy ropes, and they're kind of long and thin." He watched her big, wide brown eyes as he broke it to her. "I'll do my very best to make sure it doesn't happen too much, but you should expect a little to land in your hair, above your forehead, Summer. Don't be too worried, though?" [20:22 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She chewed her lip and wiggled her toes in a way that suggested she wasn't truly too worried about it. Then she nodded. "Okies. But only because you were so nice about it...and try not to get too much there, or on my pretty flower..." She adjusted the little barrette, moving it further to the side, poking her tongue out of the corner of her mouth as she concentrated. Satisfied with the adjustment, she seized his hand again, and huggled closer to him.[20:24 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew took his free hand, and wrapped an arm around the sweet little girl, snuggling her close to him, smelling her soft, sweet scent against his body and smiled kindly. "Your flower is so cute! I wouldn't mess it up with my sticky stuff. How do you feel, Summer, my sweetheart? I mean, about the big facial?"[20:27 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She grinned up at him. "I was a lickle bit nervous...but you've been really nice about it. Like when I had to get my shot at school, and the nurse was nice, so I hardly felt it...it feels kind of the same now..." She allowed him to hug her, watching avidly as he continued to touch himself. "'nk you for being so nice and gentle, Mister - I mean, Andrew..."[20:29 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (Do you like this? I'm really enjoying taking it slowly.) [20:30 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (Me too. I think given how young and innocent she is, and the fairly traumatic nature of what's going to happen, it's nice to take it slow.)[20:31 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "There's nothing to be nervous about, sweetheart," he smiled kindly, snuggling her. "We've got your pretty towels to clear it all up afterwards, and I'll stay behind to help you clean up, if you like, Summer." His voice was soft and reassuring. "And I'll always answer all your questions. Does Tori know what badge you're doing today?" [20:35 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (one moment, sorry, annoying roommate alert)[20:35 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (ok :) )[20:37 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (Ok)[20:39 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Summer nodded, though her attention was so drawn to his cock she was barely responding. "She knows...she said she'd be around to help, but she has her TV shows to watch and I think she's meeting someone later or somefink. Anyway, she said she was proud of me, and trusted me..." She smiled happily at this. "Tori got her badge when she was 13, too. So she knows I'm old enough," she finished, proudly and emphatically.[20:40 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He knew deep down that he was fibbing to her, but he squeezed her gently, kissed the top of her head, and smiled softly. "You are old enough, sweetheart," he said. "You're just right to do this with. I'm very excited by how different we are in age," Andrew admitted. [20:42 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded. "Twice as old - no, MORE than twice as old! When I'm 13 and a half, that's in June, then it'll be half as old. Only I guess you'll be older too by then..." The complexities of this furrowed her freckled brow for a minute. She shook it off with a happy smile. "Well, that doesn't matter, right now I'm just thirteen, and that's all that matters!"[20:43 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "You must be 13-and-a-quarter now, nearly," he humoured her. Little girls were always so obsessive about how old they were precisely. "Have you had some other members come and see you, who've chatted with you about how old you are, Summer-poppet?" [20:44 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (I thought we did this question before? Hmm, well, no matter.)[20:44 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (Sorry :( )[20:47 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "Mister Roger kept wanting me to say I was thirteen, it got a bit boring, but it was kind of funny how excited he got. Mister Daniel only wanted me to say it once...and then he bloopied in his pants right away!!" she said, clearly still indignant about missing out on her badge.[20:47 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "There should be a special badge for girls who get a man so excited that he splurts in his pants before he can get to you!" smiled Andrew, laughing softly. "What badge was he meant to be doing before he ruined his own clothes?" [20:48 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (is this ok?)[20:48 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (yes, thinking of one...)[20:51 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "I was MEANT to be getting my 'This Used To Be My Favourite Shirt...' badge. But he splurtied in his pants. So then I tried to do it with Mister Roger, next time, and HE messed it up too, most of it ended up in my hair! And fussy old Amber got out that stupid measuring kit she has and she said there was only JUST enough on my shirt for it to count." She blew a raspberry. "She's so fussy, but Kacee said she let LOTS of men yukky all over her FACE at the last AGM, so I don't think she has any right to be!" She giggled. "Anyway, I got my badge in the end, but hopefully this one won't take two tries...?"[20:52 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "I really hope not, sweetie," he smiled. "I'm already out of my pants, and I'm really looking forward to helping you get it," Andrew said, gently. He whispered in Summer's ear conspiratorially. "Do you know that I've splooied in Kacee's face, Summer, sweetie?" He laughed softly. [20:53 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (splooied <3 )[20:54 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Her eyes widened at this revelation. "No! Wow, I didn't know that Andrew! I didn't even know Kacee did badges anymore. Or was this ages ago?" she leaned in to him too, like they were sharing a secret, despite being the only ones in the room.[20:56 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "It was only a few weeks ago," he said, giggling with her. "I was Aimee's sponsor for her Princess ceremony, but they always have a little party afterwards, lots of girls and men turn up, and during the party I saw Kacee on her knees, there were four or five men there, and I joined in and did a big splooey all over her pretty glittery face, we all did! She was such a mess, like a little iced strawberry shortcake with her red hair!" [20:56 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (Too much for Summer?)[20:57 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (No...only, I didn't think that girl was Kacee? wasn't it...hmm, someone else? But no, it's ok :) )[20:59 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Summer gasped, a little shocked, and squeezed his hand tight. "I'm glad there's not four or five men with me," she squeaked. "But...maybe once you've had one, the others aren't so bad after?" She shrugged haplessly. "Well, how would I know? I haven't been tried one...I'm not even a strawberry shortcake crumb!" Once more, her own joke had her squirming in mirth, until she came out of it with a calm request: "Andrew, can we play a little bit of sucky, just so I can get used to it?"[21:01 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew smiled softly, speaking calmly and gently too. "Would you like to put my penis in your mouth, Summer?" he asked her very kindly. The thought of being so gentle and specific about it with her was exciting and arousing to him. [21:02 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded. "Just for a little...to get used to it, to see what it tastes like. You won't mind if we stopped, though? If I gave you sucky for a minute and then stopped for a bit?"[21:03 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Not at all, poppet," he smiled kindly, stroking her pigtail in a soft, soothing way. "You can just do it for as long or as little as you like, and then stop, and we can chat about it, and you ask me questions and things if you like. Does that sound OK, babygirl?" [21:05 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded with a contented smile, and then picked up her tube of glitter-gloss, recovering her lips until they were shiny and moist. She then bent her slender back over his lap and with no real ceremony, began lightly sucking the very tip. Her pigtails trailed onto his bare thighs as her head bobbed up and down.[21:06 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew let out a soft gasp, trying hard not to moan and groan too much in case it scared her a little. Pre-cum oozed from his tip, salty and slimy onto her sweet suckling lips as he throbbed in her mouth, excited. He reached down, and rather than pulling her pigtail, just stroked it gently, enjoying the feel of the softness of her youthful hair. [21:08 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She murmured around happily, sucking away, for about half a minute, before slowing, holding it between pursed lips, and then slid off, leaving a hint of pink glitter smeared on the tip. Sitting up, she retook his hand, and smiled proudly. "Was I...um...?" she asked nervously.[21:09 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He smiled gently, looking into her big, soft, brown eyes at her proud expression, his penis slick and shiny with her saliva and her sweet strawberry glitter-gloss. "You're really good at it, sweetheart," he said, gently, squeezing her hand. "You're very good with your tongue! It feels really nice." [21:09 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (Is this OK? :) )[21:11 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She beamed at the praise. "'nk you, Andrew. It didn't taste stinky or anything," she added, oblivious to any offence she might cause.[21:12 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Aww, thank you, sweetheart," he said, smiling back. "I made sure to wash before I came here," he said matter of factly. "Sometimes I don't, but because you're so young, and sweet, and it's your first time, I made sure I was really careful to be all clean!" [21:15 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She squeezed his hand back lightly. "My friend Josie has a tongue piercing," she confided. "She got it last week, so she hasn't tried it yet...have you ever tried with a girl with something like that?" she asked.[21:16 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (at some point, can you give me some more question suggestions? I am really enjoying this scene :) :) but I'm running out of question ideas!)[21:17 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "I have, sweetheart," he said. "Aimee, the girl I sponsored for the Princess ball, she had a piercing in her tongue! It feels kind of funny, but really nice, when it drags across your penis. I like the feeling, but when you're quite sensitive it can make you want to sploogie too soon!" He laughed softly. "I really had to hold on with Aimee!" [21:17 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "When was the first time you put a penis in your mouth, Summer?" he smiled, caringly. [21:18 PM]Vindictive Deprave connected.[21:20 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She giggled at his answer. "That's funny! Hehe. Maybe one day I'll get one." She stuck out her tongue and tried to look at it, but couldn't quite see it. Giving up with a cute little sigh, she moved on to answer: "Hmm, well, I guess I was 12? It was just before I joined the Junior Blowjob League."[21:20 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Oh! Your first time wasn't part of the League?" he asked, curiously. "Was he a friend? Or was this some sort of test for joining the League?" [21:21 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (Is this OK?)[21:21 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (It's ok with me...is it ok with you?)[21:22 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (It is! It's such a fun scene.) [21:24 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "Not really..." She twirled a pigtail around her finger. "It was Tori's boyfriend. Tori said I should practise, so that at the first meeting it wouldn't be as big a surprise..." She beamed. "It was nice, because she was there to help me and show me what to do. She used to be a Princess," she addded proudly.[21:25 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (Perhaps Tori works in a brothel or lap dancing club or something now :) )[21:26 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "That was very sweet of her, Summer," smiled Andrew, watching Summer cutely twirl her soft, sweet pigtail around. "Tori was very nice when she answered the door to me, I can see how she must have been a really popular princess! She's a lovely girl, sweetie. What does she do now she's too old for the League?" [21:28 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Summer shrugged. "She's a mattress. She works at a mattress parlour." She wrinkled her nose. "I told my friends that and they said it didn't make sense...so I'm not sure really. Anyway, the mattress parlour is only open really late, so she only works nights: in the day she takes care of me."[21:29 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew knew what she meant, and the thought excited him a little, but he didn't want to try and explain it to Summer right now. "And where did Tori's boyfriend do his dirty, Summer?" he asked, sweetly. "Did he do it in your mouth, or just all over himself, or the bed?" [21:32 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She shook her head. "No, he did it in Tori's mouth. She said I didn't have to as it was my first time. She's always really sweet like that, looking after me!" she said sweetly, completely innocent of that the fact that Tori getting her to give a blowjob to her much older boyfriend was not, perhaps, an act of perfect good sisterly conduct.[21:34 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew thought the same, imagining what Tori might have tempted out of him with the promise of a blow-job from her sweet, enthusiastic 12-year-old sister. He just smiled, and squeezed Summer's pretty, slender little hand softly. [21:35 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (Maybe she could tease him a little about how young she is, and ask him what sort of things he likes, and stuff :) )[21:35 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (I am starting to run low on question ideas too!) [21:35 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (I do like the questioning thing, don't get me wrong :) it's a cute way to play her. Just have to think of things to ask!)[21:36 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "Andrew..." she asked slyly. "Am I the youngest girl you've been with from the League? I mean, not just 13, but 13 and 2 months, not 13 and a half or whatever?"[21:37 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Yes, poppet," he admitted with a little blush. "I normally went with Princesses, but then I met Lizzee a few weeks ago, and she was really sweet. She was my first Brat, she was 13 too, but she was 13-nearly-14! You're my youngest ever, Summer. Is that OK?" [21:40 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She smiled. "It makes me feel special, Andrew. I like it." She clung onto his hand, swinging her arm back and forth with a giggle. "Maybe one day you'll be with a Little One, and then I'll seem soooooo old..." she giggled, leaving the prospect in the air as she bent over him again and gave him a small, light moment of renewed sucking, then pulling up again to survey his reaction.[21:41 PM]Ashleys Brothel: His eyes were wide with the relief of feeling her soft, warm little mouth around the tip of his cock, and he smiled lovingly down at her. "I think you're such a sweet little girl, Summer," he smiled. "I've never really thought about the Little Ones. How old are they? What's the difference between you and a Little One, sweetie-poppet?" [21:45 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She clucked her tongue. "Don't you know *anything*?" she sighed. "Ok, I'll explain...Little Ones are 12 or 13, and haven't earned a badge yet. Once you earn a badge, you get invited to become a Brat, and you don't need a mentor anymore. You're a proper grown-up!" She beamed happily - there was something endearing, if offputting, in her considering 'growing up' to be giving a blowjob at the age of 12.[21:46 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "I see!" he laughed at her gentle chastisement. "Well, you're very sweet, and so was Lizzee - there's something so cute and happy and innocent about younger girls that I really enjoy. So maybe one day, I will try a Little One for myself." He let that hang in the air, holding her hand gently and looking her sweet, young, pretty body up and down. "You're so small, and young, Summer," he said, gently. "So beautiful." [21:50 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She giggled. "Awww, thank you, you're such a sweetie, Mister Andrew. Maybe you can come to the Spring Festival with me!" she suddenly peeped excitedly. "I haven't picked a man to come with me yet. I mean, if you wanted to..."[21:52 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "I would really love that, Summer," he smiled down at her lovingly and kindly. "Are you going to get all dressed up for it, with flowers in your hair and things like that? Tell me how you'll dress for the Spring Festival, poppet." He wrapped his hand around his penis, stroking gently in anticipation of how adorable it would be. [21:54 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She smiled. "We wear spring dresses. Mine's going to sky-blue, my friend Hollee is going in yellow, and Gemma and Bethany are both wearing pink...We have flowers in our hair, and we wear sandals but at the ceremony we take them off. And there's singing and dancing and games...and we make charm bracelets and give each other tokens. Tori still has hers!"[21:56 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "I wasn't a League member when they did the last one, it got cancelled last year for some reason. What happens at the ceremony, Summer? Are the men involved?" [21:58 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "Of course. It's a celebration of spring, new life and new seasons. The men get to cummy in the girls' egg baskets...though some always ends up getting on their dresses. It's meant to have some big symbolic meaning, but Mandy told me they've forgotten what it was...now they mainly do the ceremony because it's fun!"[22:01 PM]Ashleys Brothel: The symbolism of coming in the girls' egg-baskets was not lost on Andrew, and for a moment the thought of taking little Summer, and making her his in that way crossed his mind, making him let out an aroused, excited groan before he smiled gently again. "That sounds like a really sweet event and I'd be happy for you to put my name down to accompany you to it, Summer," he smiled. "I have to say that you're one of the most polite little girls I've ever met through the League!" [22:03 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She beamed. "Ok! Make sure to save up lots of your ball-batter for the 'warm cross buns', though..." She got up from the bed and went to her desk, scribbling down a note to book a place for him. When she returned, instead of sitting down, she knelt down in front of him, smiling up at him impishly.[22:04 PM]Ashleys Brothel: That heart-melting smile on her freckled little face made him blush a little, as she knelt there, looking up at him with those big, soft, brown eyes. "Summer," he smiled. "What are you doing?" [22:06 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "It's time for more sucky and it's easier this way," she said, her voice excited, bouncing on her heels as she knelt up. "Can you hold my pigtails back please, Andrew? I don't like when they get in my eye..." Leaning forward, she once again took him into her sparkly, glitter-glossed mouth.[22:07 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew gasped out in pleasure as his penis was enveloped in her damp, warm mouth. He took both pigtails in his hands and held onto them, looking down at her sweet, pretty, glittery little face bobbing up and down on his manhood, throbbing and oozing salty ick into her young - too young - mouth. [22:11 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She used her tongue a little and pursed her lips slightly, growing somewhat in confidence thanks to his kindly manner. After around a minute and a half, she stopped, coming off with a slight gasp and wiping her chin. Grinning with smiling eyes, she watched him. "Are you getting close, Andrew? I know I'm only 13 but I hope I can get you excited enough..."[22:12 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He was still very kind to her, even though he knew that the act he was going to perform on her was far from kind. Smiling gently, he looked down, and nodded softly. "Yes, sweetheart. You're getting me very, very excited, Summer," he admitted, with a kind look in his eyes. "You're really good at blow jobs, babygirl!" [22:14 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: That encouraged her to resume with a wet, happy pop of her glittery, glossy lips around him, pigtails bouncing with a gentle waft as her mouth went up and down.[22:15 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew groaned, his balls starting to churn and his penis starting to throb and ache, watching the pretty girl, barely even a teenager, bobbing up and down on his thick, throbbing manhood. More and more sticky, glistening pre-cum started to ooze from the head, leaking into Summer's young mouth as he grunted. [22:16 PM]Ashleys Brothel: The month's buildup of sticky, gloopy, chunky semen was churning around and around in his balls, getting ready for its long overdue release. [22:17 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She pulled her mouth off, running her tongue around in distaste at the slightly sour flavour entering the palate. "How...how close are you, Andrew? How close are you to blowing your big bloopy load all in my little face?"[22:18 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew looked down at her slightly worried little face as he smiled sweetly. "I'm very close now, Summer," he said, matter-of-factly. "It won't take much more touching or sucking for it to all come out, poppet. Is that OK?" [22:18 PM]Vindictive Deprave disconnected.[22:19 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She chewed her lip, then nodded. "Just remember to tell me to close my eyes? And to not get too much in my hair, on my flower..." She listed off the conditions they'd agreed, while kneeling there bobbing around, small and slim.[22:21 PM]talknerdytome disconnected.[22:21 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Pre-cum, mixed with the slightly sour and bitter backed-up semen that was starting to boil up in his balls, was dribbling copiously onto the carpet between them. "How do you feel, Summer?" he asked, his kind voice masking the traumatic nature of what he was to do to her. "Are you a little nervous? You can hold my hand if you like, sweetie-poppet?" [22:23 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "I'm fine," she said bravely - but reached up to take his hand anyway, holding it gently but firmly. "I hope it doesn't smell too much," she squeaked.[22:24 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He squeezed a little, smiling down at her softly. "Would it make you feel better if I told you what's going to happen, babygirl?" he asked, reassuringly. [22:25 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She shook her head. "No, it's ok. I know what's going to happen: it's only natural to be a bit nervous, isn't it? But I'm not scared..."[22:25 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (I'd quite like to tell her *blush*)[22:27 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (ok)[22:29 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "OK, sweetie," he said, very softly. "Here's what's going to happen. In a minute, when you're ready, I'm going to put my hand around my penis and start to stroke. It won't take much touching myself to make it happen, Summer." He smiled, reassuringly. "You've got me very excited. I'll aim my penis towards your face and stroke it nice and quickly, and it'll make me come. When I come, I'll aim it into your face, and my semen will squirt out all over you. I'll try and aim at different places, your cheeks, nose, lips and so on. Do you have any questions, sweetheart?" [22:29 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (I like the thought of talking about something so nasty in a kind way :) )[22:33 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She listened attentively. Predictably, given the repetetive nature of their conversation, she just repeated herself: "Will you remember to close my eyes so I can shut them in time not get all yukkied there?"[22:33 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "I will, sweetie," he reassured her. "I'll make sure to warn you in plenty of time!" [22:33 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (Is this OK? Are you enjoying it? Where do you want to go from here?) [22:34 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (Yes, of course. As for direction...well, isn't whta happens next, the 'big finish'?)[22:35 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (Yes :) )[22:35 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (I was just worried you were finding it repetitive.) [22:37 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (It's ok, really!)[22:38 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Some of it will go on your eyes, sweetheart, so you do need to make sure you close them in time!" [22:44 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (We can stop if you like :) )[22:48 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Did you go?