F-Chat Log: Bad Luck Brittany, Sat Mar 23 2013 23:24:01 GMT+0000 (GMT Standard Time)

[18:32 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Hi[18:33 PM]Ashleys Brothel: hi :) [18:33 PM]Ashleys Brothel: How are you? :) I am snowed in! [18:33 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I mean, literally snowed into the house, I can't get out.[18:34 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Oh no![18:34 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: That sounds bad...[18:34 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: we have like half an inch here, it's nothing really[18:34 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: I'm good, thanks :)[18:34 PM]Ashleys Brothel: It's OK, I have enough food and I have been relaxing with books and things :)[18:34 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I am lucky, some do not have electricity. At least I have electric, heat, phone, internet and so on.[18:35 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Wow, that's bad.[18:35 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Did you have fun yesterday? :) [18:35 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: I'm glad you're ok :)[18:35 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: It was OK[18:35 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Honestly, not making this up, I spent half the time thinking about you :/[18:35 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I missed you *blush*[18:35 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Well, about Summer and Andrew, really,[18:36 PM]Ashleys Brothel: What kind of things were you thinking, Brittany? That's sweet :) [18:36 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Well, I felt bad about last time, I just got tired so fast at the end. I was trying to remember Summer's outfit, and remembering how sweet she was with her little towels and stuff.[18:37 PM]Ashleys Brothel: According to the local radio, they are coming to dig us out tomorrow morning :)[18:37 PM]Ashleys Brothel: The man on the radio is very sarcastic. "I regret to inform you all that the snowboarding lessons due to take place on the High Street this evening have been cancelled due to 'inclement weather'." :) [18:37 PM]Ashleys Brothel: *giggles*[18:38 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: lol[18:38 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: How deep is it?[18:38 PM]Ashleys Brothel: About five feet at my house![18:38 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Like, six inches? Two feet? I've not really...[18:39 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Wow![18:39 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: That's amazing[18:39 PM]Ashleys Brothel: It's stopped now, it snowed all Thursday night, all day Friday, all last night, and all this morning.[18:40 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I didn't go to work yesterday, I 'worked from home.@ [18:40 PM]Ashleys Brothel: '[18:40 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: That's good...at least I can work from home. Glad of it on cold days!![18:41 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I've got a little table on my patio where I can sit out and read or work on nice days, and it's completely disappeared under the snow, you wouldn't know it was there.[18:41 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Wow[18:41 PM]Ashleys Brothel: They are talking about 11 degrees next Friday so there is going to be an almighty thaw. [18:42 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Oh dear...[18:42 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: I hope there's no flooding[18:42 PM]lip gloss princess connected.[18:42 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I live quite a way up from the river, so it should be OK. I'm in a steep sided valley, but about half-way up the slope :)[18:42 PM]Ashleys Brothel: All the rich people have big houses down right by the river! Oh dear![18:43 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Ah, good :)[18:43 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Well, good about you I mean :)[18:43 PM]Ashleys Brothel: They will just get in their yachts!!![18:43 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: lol[18:43 PM]Ashleys Brothel: The only thing I can't do in this weather is watch TV, my dish has been covered with snow and I can't get a picture! [18:44 PM]Ashleys Brothel: If that's all I can't do, I've got off lightly :)[18:44 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Yes, you have. :)[18:44 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: I'm glad. I was worried :([18:45 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I missed you :([18:45 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: I'm sorry :([18:45 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: I did get on yesterday, really late, but you weren't around, and I felll asleep 5 mins later anyway[18:45 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: I know this week has sucked, Lilly, I'm sorry.[18:46 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I think I went to bed around 11 on account of no TV!!![18:46 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: But I will be around as much as I can from now on[18:46 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Where did you go? Just "Out"? :) [18:46 PM]Ashleys Brothel: You don't have to tell me like, where you went as in exactly, I'm just interested what you did :)[18:47 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: I went to dinner with some friends.[18:47 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Aww, sweet! I hope it was nice. What sort of restaurant was it? :)[18:47 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: pizza[18:47 PM]Ashleys Brothel: We have the best Indian restaurant ever in my nearest little town.[18:47 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I've never been to a pizza restaurant *blush*[18:48 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I've never been to a Chinese restaurant either, we've got a Chinese takeaway but there's no restaurant in there, just a takeaway.[18:49 PM]lip gloss princess is now Looking. [Looking for someone to play as an adult human female.][18:49 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: I don't really like pizza restaurants...they're overpriced. I don't mind frozen pizzas, and I don't think restaurant pizza is much nicer. Whereas a good Indian restaurant or Chinese is much better than something frozen from the store.[18:50 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: But, it was a celebration, so I didn't mind too much.[18:50 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I have pizza for my tea tomorrow night, but it is just a Morrison's one :)[18:50 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Those ready made meals you get from the supermarket are awful, like the curry that comes in a little box.[18:50 PM]Lilly Dawn connected.[18:51 PM]Ashleys Brothel: You can't get much where I live, I think I've said before that you can't order Domino's or Pizza Hut or anything like that. McDonald's is a fairly long drive away.[18:51 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I bought McDonald's last week before I moved, because I had packed all my cooking stuff, and it was half cold when I got it home![18:52 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Ah, too bad. I don't like McDonald's, but all food in general is only good hot.[18:52 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: I like Morrison's pizza :) [18:52 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I only buy McDonald's if it is simple. [18:52 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Like, if I am on a long drive somewhere and need to stop to quickly get some food, or like when I was moving. That's what it is designed for, really. [18:53 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I don't get people who have it when there are other options![18:53 PM]Ashleys Brothel: It's a step up from petrol station sandwiches or those horrible Ginster's pasties, but a step down from everything else.[18:54 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I am really glad you are here, I am getting quite lonely :([18:55 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: I'm sorry, sweetie :( I've been such a terrible friend lately. I really want to be hear for you[18:55 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: ...[18:55 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: *here[18:55 PM]Ashleys Brothel: It is partly being snowed in, I haven't seen another person since I left work on Thursday![18:56 PM]Jonathan Pureblood connected.[18:56 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Awww :([18:57 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I thought about Summer and Andrew yesterday too :) it was such fun! [18:58 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Yes, they're really cute :) I like how gentle the scene is. I know it is going kind of slow, but I think that works for this.[18:58 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I know "it" was about to happen, but if we play tonight can we still make it really slow?[19:00 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Yes. Maybe we should backtrack a few steps, have him not quite ready to cum yet, so we can take our time? And then, also play out some of the "after", helping her clean up, calm down, etc?[19:01 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Yes, I like that idea. I don't want to play out the scene before we play it out, if you get what I mean, but how do you think Summer might react? :) [19:02 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Well, I asked about this before, and I think we settled on: a bit shocked, a tiny bit disgusted, but not so upset she starts crying or anything.[19:03 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Yes, I agree with that. :) I think it's realistic.[19:03 PM]Ashleys Brothel: They're going through everything that's going to happen, so she knows what's happening enough to not get over-upset, but it'll still be a shock and a bit traumatic.[19:05 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Of course.[19:05 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: And him explaining it to her doesn't mean the physical sensation won't be a bit surprising.[19:06 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Is there anything you would want to change from how we were playing before? [19:07 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Not really.[19:07 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: One thing I wanted to ask was whether you wanted to include Tori...I don't mind, honestly, either way.[19:08 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I wondered a little about having her come in after the 'act' has occurred, and seeing how she reacts, but like you I'm not too bothered either way :)[19:08 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I think it might be sweet to just have Summer and Andrew deal with the 'clean up' themselves.[19:08 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Ok. :)[19:09 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: One thing I was going to say was, I know you kind of like the "musk" element...although I think in this case Andrew is all clean. but if you wanted to include that I'd rather Tori did, maybe afterwards they're cleaning in she comes in and tells Andrew to have a little wash next time or something, rather than Summer. Let's leave her out for now, and concentrate on Summer.[19:11 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Yes, I think it's really sweet just the two of them. :) [19:14 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Ok, is it OK if we wait until say 7.30 to start, like normal? I still need to finish up something before beginning really[19:14 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Of course. :) [19:14 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I did wonder about Tori being involved afterwards, in a separate little scene. Perhaps Summer asks him if he'd like to 'meet' her. [19:15 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Sure, well, I think the scene is open to that :) But we don't have to, if you don't want to, or if the scene just flows naturally with the two of them.[19:16 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Perhaps she senses that he still has some 'need' left in him, but I think we should just play things as they happen :)[19:16 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Yes :)[19:17 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Was there anything about the scene so far you wanted to change, or emphasise, or anything?[19:17 PM]Ashleys Brothel: No, I think it's very sweet. :) How late can you go tonight? [19:17 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I can stay up until whenever, because there's nothing to do here tomorrow![19:17 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: As late as you want, sweetie[19:19 PM]Ashleys Brothel: OK :) we can take things nice and slow and steady with little Summer then :)[19:19 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Yes[19:20 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Do you need to go and do stuff before we start, Brittany? :) [19:20 PM]Jonathan Pureblood disconnected.[19:21 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: I do...let's say, 10 mins, and I'll be back to begin?[19:22 PM]Ashleys Brothel: OK :) just say hi when you are back! [19:22 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: ok[19:32 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Alright, I'm back.[19:32 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: So, where should we begin from?[19:32 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Perhaps instead of getting onto her knees when she did, we can go back to that point and have them sit together on the bed again :) [19:33 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Ok. Is he naked by this point, and sitting on the towel?[19:33 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Yes.[19:33 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Ok.[19:35 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Would you like to start? :)[19:37 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Yes, ok...one moment, just getting rid of my roommate...[19:37 PM]Ashleys Brothel: OK! :) [19:41 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "Um, Mister?" squeaked Summer with a gasp as she came up from her second sucky-time. She wiped her mouth and began reapplying her smudged glitter-gloss. "Andrew, will you stay and help me clean up afterwards? If my eyes are closed I won't be able to see if I've wiped it all off, but if I open my eyes they'll stingy-wingy..." She shrugged helplessly at the Catch-22.[19:42 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew smiled, stroking Summer's arm gently and soothingly before retaking her hand, squeezing it reassuringly. He spoke in a soft, kind voice. "Of course I will, Summer-poppet," he soothed. "I'll stay behind and help you clean it all up, and make sure there's no ewwie left on you, sweetheart. Does that sound OK?" [19:43 PM]Master Seraph connected.[19:44 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded. "Yes, that's really kind of you Andrew. I don't think it's fair to make Tori help me, she has to clean up after her friends too!" The 'friends' she was talking about where the men who visited Tori late at nights, here or at the 'mattress parlour'. She clasped his hand again, squeezing it lightly. "Is there a special kind of sucky you like, so you will get all big and spurty?" she asked innocently. "Do you like it when I use my tongue?"[19:45 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: *were[19:46 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Aww, Summer," he said, gently. "Just the sight of you, and the feel of you touching and sucking me, is going to make me get all big and spurty. It's going to be quite a messy one," he warned. "But... I really like it when you do that thing with your tongue, swirling it around the tip, licking away all the splooey that's already icking out of it..."[19:46 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Does it taste OK?" [19:49 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She wrinkled her nose. "It doesn't taste toooo bad...mostly salty and watery, like the chips at school. But it's not as yummy as, like..." She thought of what she could say. "As like my Spongebob Squarepants Yogurts. They're really nice." The innocent little 13 year old giggled at the thought: "Wouldn't it be funny if it tasted like yogurt when it came out, instead of yukky splooie-batter!"[19:51 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew laughed with her, but got a little turned-on at her sweet innocence. "Aww, honey!" he smiled. "That's so cute... it might look and feel like yogurt when it comes out, but I'm afraid it'll probably taste like man mess!" He stroked her fingers softly and gently. "Do you like school, sweetie-poppet?" [19:52 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "No," she shook her head. "It's stupid and a waste of time...I'm going to leave when I'm 16, like Tori. She got a job, and so will I!" she boasted. "I guess I like going to school to see my friends...but lessons are boring."[19:53 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Maybe when you leave you'll find something you really enjoy doing, Summer?" he said, softly. "Do you have a lot of friends at school? I'm sure you'll make friends in the League too!" [19:53 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (Is this OK?)[19:55 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (yes, we're just getting started really)[19:56 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded. "I have lots of friends at school...Christi and Brandi and Katie and Lexxi and Lizzi and Poppy and Candace and Tiffany..." she listed more and more names. "Most of them are in the League too, and at my first sleepover I met Naomi, she's really nice...But I mean, I can see my friends outside of school too, so I'll be able to see them even after I've left!"[19:58 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew smiled, softly. "I've covered your friend Lizzi in my cum-batter, sweetheart," he said, blushing a little, not realising that it was her friend. "I'm sure you'll have lots of men wanting to be really good friends with you while you're in the League, too, Summer. I'd be your friend, but I'm sure you're not interested in being friends with a boring old man. I'm old enough to be your teacher!" [19:59 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She giggled at the thought. "Mister Andrew, the teacher. Instead of marking my homework you could leave a big stain on it! Instead of giving me detention it could be two minutes of sucky-time instead!"[20:00 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He smiled and stroked her pretty, slender arm. "Maybe next time I want to do a Schoolgirl Splat badge with someone, I could ask for you, and blooey all over your little uniform!" [20:03 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She looked confused. "I didn't know about that badge...I'll ask Chelsea about it. Is it just a uniform badge? Getting dressed up like a schoolgirl and then...splooie?" she asked curiously, clearly not averse to the idea.[20:05 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew nodded, gently. "It is, sweetheart. You dress up in your school uniform, and then we do sucky-time, you might want to hold your school satchel or some books while we do it, and then it's splat. You should ask Chelsea!" He smiled, encouragingly. [20:05 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "It isn't splat on your face and hair or anything, sweetie, it'll just go down your uniform, or onto your books, and things like that." [20:07 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (hehe, that totally reminds me of an image I found earlier)[20:07 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (anyway)[20:08 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded. "That doesn't sound too bad...it could be fun. Maybe I could be writing in my exercise book with my big sparkly pen! And then you could blobby all over it!" Talking like this was making her more comfortable with him, and she squeezed his hand comfortingly again.[20:10 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "I bet you write so cutely," he smiled, having an idea. "Sweetie-poppet, would you do something for me? Would you go get your big, pink, glittery sparkly pen, and a piece of paper, and write your name on it for me? I want to see your cute little-girl handwriting. I hope that's not too... weird, Summer?" [20:10 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (Is that OK? *blush*)[20:11 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded obediently and hopped down to the floor, padding across the patterned carpet. She pulled a page from a pink, spiral bound jotter, and returned with a thick, glittery pink pen, puffy pink feathers poking out of the top. Sitting down beside him, she wrote her name carefully, tongue sticking out of her mouth and toes wiggling as she concentrated. She wrote: "Summer", the writing curly and bubbly, and added an exclamation mark with a filled-in heart for the dot.[20:13 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew touched himself gently, slowly stroking his penis with his hand, as he watched her write so cutely. "That's really sweet, Summer," he smiled, as he leaked messy pre-cum onto the towel below him. "You write so cutely, just like a little girl. May I keep the paper, sweetheart?" [20:14 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "Of course, Andrew." She smiled and handed over the paper, getting up to put the pen on the desk again. When she returned, she giggled: "I was only gone thirty seconds and you've got the paper all icky!"[20:16 PM]Ashleys Brothel: The writing was a little smudged under globby splodges of his glistening pre-cum, which he had deliberately leaked all over it - he couldn't resist. [20:16 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (phone :/)[20:18 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She looked at the paper, giggling, not too upset at her writing getting messed up. Little things like this were making it easier for her to work up the 'finish'. She sat back down beside him, stroking his arm, smiling. "I hope I got an A in Mister Andrew's class..."[20:18 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (and that's fine0[20:18 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: *fine)[20:31 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (back, really sorry!) [20:31 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (np, wb)[20:32 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He smiled gently, touching her soft, slender little arm, his hand wandering upwards to caress a cute, girly pigtail, making sure not to get any of his icky from his hand onto her hair. "You're such a little cutie-pie, Summer," he said, soothingly. "Are you enjoying your time in the League so far?" [20:33 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded. "Yes, I've got meet lots of fun friends...and the men too, like Andrew, so you're so nice and sweet. And when I get my facial badge, I'll earn my first prize! I'm going to choose the vouchers for lip-gloss, I think."[20:35 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Do you like lip-gloss, sweetheart?" He was being so kind and gentle with her. "I do. I love seeing a sweet little girl wearing her favourite glittery, sparkly lippy-gloss. It's so cute, and fun. Would you show me what lip-gloss you're wearing now? What sort is it, babygirl?" [20:35 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (You don't mind chatting about makeup, do you?) [20:36 PM]lip gloss princess disconnected.[20:36 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She showed him the vial. It was marked "#8 Pink: Baby-pink glitter". She explained it was her favourite shade of gloss. "But I also like hot pink...red...purple..."[20:37 PM]Master Seraph disconnected.[20:38 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (http://img2.etsystatic.com/008/0/7234288/il_340x270.387675850_ne81.jpg )[20:38 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He looked at it, smiling softly. "It really suits you, sweetheart," he said, encouragingly. "It looks really cute on your pretty little lips. Would you mind taking me through the rest of the makeup you're wearing? I think you look very sweet and young tonight. I love how you've made yourself up to look really young..." [20:38 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (Awwww! :) )[20:38 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (hehe, thought you might like it :) )[20:40 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "But I am really young!" she squeaked impudently. "Remember, I only just turned 13...Ok, so I put on some foundation first, I mean I don't have spots or anything, yukk, but it just makes everything else easier. Then for eyeshadow I don't have the same colour matchy, but I chose a different pink, more peachy...I have a little blusher, not too much though, I don't want to look like a zombie! And I put some glitter on too...I like how it looks on my freckles, hehe. Oh yes, and my mascara..." She showed him the "Midnight Ink" mascara she'd applied to her long fake lashes.[20:42 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He found it so adorable that she'd made herself up so prettily, just for a facial, which meant she was going to get it all messed up with his semen. "I love your lashes, honey," he said, gently, touching her shoulder a little. "Good little girls make themselves all pretty for men like you have done. You'll make so many men friends while you're in the League, Summer!" His smile was warm and kind, despite what he was really saying. [20:44 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded. "I want to! Tori made loads of men friends when she was a Princess, some of them still visit her at the mattress parlour she says! Maybe you'll come visit when I get a job as a mattress!" she giggled, kicking her legs up. "But I also want to do lots of badges with lots of other men and try all sorts..." She carried on, not realizing talking about the other men might upset Andrew.[20:46 PM]Ashleys Brothel: The thought of the men doing things with sweet little Summer did make him feel ever so slightly jealous, but it also turned him on - the image of the male cocks surrounding this pretty, innocent, young girl making him leak harder onto the towel. "I'm sure you'll do brilliantly," he said, smiling. "There are lots and lots of men who'll want to do all kinds of badges with you. What kinds of things do you want to do as you move on, babygirl?" [20:49 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "Well, if my First Time goes ok, then maybe more facial badges...maybe one with my shirt, I mean, I still haven't got that badge in two tries! But not any of the hair badges, though..."[20:51 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Your hair is so very beautiful, sweetheart," he said, looking at it with kind admiration, even as his penis leaked its disgusting ooze onto her soft pink towel. "It'd be a real shame if it got all messed up with man-batter. What's been your favourite thing you've done so far, honey-poppet?" [20:52 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "Well, the badges haven't gone that well...but I liked my induction ceremony where I became a Brat. I was wearing my big pink glittery nails and Mister Stewart oozied all over them. Then I got to shake hands with the Senior Princess!"[20:55 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew couldn't help himself but let out a low groan at the thought. "Mmngh," he grunted. "Summer, I love that. I love to cum all over sweet, glittery nails, and I love how they look against my thick, throbbing cock." He was grunting and leaking out pre-cum at the thought. "Did he.. ungh.. make a huge mess? Was it thick? I hope you don't think it's weird that I like this..." [20:58 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She shook her head. "I don't mind, Andrew, hehe. He did make a mess! I had butterflies on my fingernails, they were pink decal patterns on purple glitter, and when he was finished, the butterflies looked all tired and melty!" she giggled as she always did at these childish thoughts, completely at odds with their sexual tone.[20:59 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (sorry, BRB. Also, can he ask her about the nails when I come back? I really like nails...I'd like to describe them more, and maybe describe her current ones? I can't wear fake nails so it's a bit of a guilty pleasure for me... But sorry, I have to take a moment, BRB)[21:00 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (I was about to ask her, yes :) OK!) [21:00 PM]R B Nicci disconnected.[21:01 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Oh, ungh, Summer," he said, clearly starting to get a little turned-on at this, despite trying to make himself seem kindly still. "They sound like such cute, sweet nails! Would you mind telling me a little more about them? Were they acrylic or gel? How long were they, sweetie-poppet?" [21:07 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "And... were they completely spoiled? Did you have to change them, baby, or could you wash them off?" [21:10 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (are you OK? :) )[21:11 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (yes, sorry, I'm back.)[21:12 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (I realized my flatmates didn't turn the water on when they went out, so I had to go do it...took longer than expected, always a fiddle for me. anyway...)[21:12 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (That's annoying! At least mine comes on when you turn the hot tap on, you don't have to do it beforehand.) [21:13 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (I went out to throw a snowball at my satellite dish, it knocked the snow off and now I can get a picture!) [21:13 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (lol! good aim...)[21:15 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "Gel!" she said indignantly, almost as though he was a silly-billy for even considering acrylics. "They were 5/8ths of an inch, I think that's so silly isn't it? But the parlour does them so, I don't know. And they were pretty gloopy afterwards...I guess I could have kept them on but the butterflies were all blurry, so I wanted to change them. It was ok. And the smell of remover got the cummy-yukk smell off too."[21:15 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She held out her tiny hands. Her current nails were long, almost an inch, clip ons, and striped, pink and purple, with silver glitter. She wiggled her fingers. "Do you like these? When I went to the parlour I couldn't decide between pink and purple...so the lady said why not both!"[21:16 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (Is each nail stripey, or do they alternate pink and purple?) :)[21:18 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "I think they're really cute, sweetie," he smiled and stared at them openly. "Summer, would you do something for me? I'd really like you to put your hand on my tummy, just above my penis, show me your nails even more closely. I know it might be a bit yukky, but I really want to do this to you, baby..." [21:18 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (they're stripey)[21:20 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Uncertainly, she stretched out her stick-thin arm and placed her hand on his stomach, biting her lip and watching him with big round brown eyes as she did. "Like this, Andrew?" Her voice was quiet and high-pitched, a little shyness returning to her features.[21:22 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Y-yes, Summer," he said, blushing a little at the dirtiness of what he wanted to do, despite what was going to happen to her in the end. Andrew pressed his hand against his penis, and rubbed it very tightly and deliberately, slowly, letting a big, sticky glob of pre-cum ooze from the tip, and flop out all over Summer's glittery, pretty, sparkly pink-and-purple striped nails. The mess glistened against the glitter, dribbling over the pretty nails. [21:24 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "EWWWWWWW! Yukkie!" she squealed, withdrawing her hand like she'd been stung. But the momentary shock subsided quickly, and she ended up gazing at the glittery smear almost curiously. "It's all shiny..."[21:25 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew smiled, softly and apologetically. "Aww, sweetheart," he said gently. "Would you like me to get a towel and help you dab it all off? I just... really wanted to do that to your nails, Summer, I'm sorry." [21:26 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded. "Yes, let's clean it off. It's ok though, I was just surprised..."[21:28 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He picked up a small, soft, pink Hello Kitty-themed flannel and picked up poor Summer's slender little arm, helping her hold it out for him, before starting to dab away at the sticky-icky all over her fingers, letting it soak into the towel as he cleaned her up. "Do you always wear pretty nails?" he asked, as he dabbed. "What are your favourites?" [21:29 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded. "Yes, I like lots of different types of nails...rainbow colours, or pink and purple...or silver-gold, or teal blue, or ones with little stripes and patterns on!" She wiggled her fingers. "There, that's better. 'nk you, Mister Andrew."[21:30 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Perhaps next time you could wear some lovely summery nails to make up for how horrible and cold it is outside, sweetheart," he suggested. "I think it'd be really pretty if you wore sparkly sky-blue nails, with little stickers of sunshines and flowers and daisies on them, Summer. It'd suit your name, too!" [21:32 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: Her eyes went wide. "Oooh, I love that idea. Maybe they could have little yellow suns on...I could wear my matchy yellow sundress! It'd be so nice getting all summery dressed up while it's cold and snowy outside!"[21:33 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Aww, Summer, that sounds so cute!" He smiled at the thought of her dressed all summery and sweetly. "Would you like to be my little sunshine, sweetheart?" [21:35 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded and giggled. "I can be your little summer sun, your little sunny Summer!" The word play excited her enough to set her giggling and wiggling again, grabbing Andrew's arm and hugging it, the cute little teasing at odds with the stark sexuality of the scene. "And then you can put the sun out with a big oozy blob!"[21:37 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Sweetie," he teased her back. "It wouldn't put the sun out, it would just make it look pretty and glistening and... splatty!" Andrew smiled softly, and let her hug him, snuggling up close to her soft, sweet little body. "Babygirl," he ventured, "would you like to wear that sundress for your first facial?" [21:40 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She shook her head. "No. I don't want to spoil it, and I like the clothes I picked out today. Everything's matchy, and if I change one thing I'll have to change everything..." she complained fussily. "But maybe another time, you could come back...we could do another badge? I could wear it?"[21:41 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew smiled gently. "That's OK, sweetheart," he said, an understanding tone in his voice. "I'd like you to wear it another time, though. We can have a special summery-time together. You're still my little sunshine, Summer!" He smiled at her reassuringly, huggling her close to him. [21:43 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She patted his hand and hugged him for a moment. "I can wear a summery flower in my hair...this one is a winter bloom, but for my summery outfit I can wear something big and bright..."[21:44 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Yes! A big, sparkly, sweet daisy or something like that," he suggested. "Do you enjoy getting dressed up for your new men friends?" [21:45 PM]R B Nicci connected.[21:46 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "Yes, it's fun...choosing everything to match. A pretty dress, doing all my make-up, going to the parlour...Tori gets her fake-tan while I get my nails done. It's so much fun! It's like dressing up for a part in a play!"[21:47 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "And, poppet," he said, a little too turned-on now, starting to feel his balls beginning to churn around with his pent-up load of stickiness, "are you looking forward to your facial? I almost hate to bring it up, Summer, but... do you have any more questions about it? I'm starting to be ready to do it to you..." [21:48 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (Do you have any more questions you'd like her to ask? I can't really think of any more we haven't covered.)[21:49 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (Perhaps she could just be generally a little bit nervous, but giggly-nervous. :) )[21:50 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (Ok)[21:51 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She had got a lot more comfortable through his sweetness, but she was still a little bit on edge. Wiggling her legs, she squeezed his hand. "Um...you promise it won't smell too bad? And you'll warn me, so I can close my eyes?"[21:53 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He squeezed back, reassuringly smiling. "I promise I'll warn you, sweetie-poppet, in plenty of time so you can close your eyes. But I don't know how smelly it'll be until it comes out. It's been quite a long time since I last... came, Summer. But I promise that no matter how icky and eww it is, I'll help you clean it all up, so you won't have to smell it for too long? Does that sound OK, sunshine?" [21:54 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded. "It's a good job Tori got me so many towels, isn't it!" she giggled nervously. "Um, Andrew...do you want me to...kneel down? Or sit down? Or should I stay on the bed and you stand up?"[21:55 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Kind and understanding, he asked her the same question. "Sweetheart, it's your facial, and I want to make sure you're as comfortable as possible. What would you like to do, Summer?" [21:56 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "I'd rather get off and kneel down...if I'm on the bed, and you miss, my sheets might get all messy. If a little blobbys on the carpet, though, it doesn't matter so much."[21:57 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "OK, sweetheart, you kneel down and I'll stand up." He smiled caringly, taking her hand gently as he let her kneel and he stood up. [21:59 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She picked herself up from the bed, still holding his hand, and eased herself down onto her knees, seeming even smaller like this, looking up with big brown eyes. She was a little nervous, but smiled encouragingly. "Can I give you a little more sucky or are you too close, Andrew?"[22:00 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew squeezed her hand softly and smiled lovingly down at the sweet, small girl below him. "Aww, Summer," he laughed gently. "You look so small and cute down there." His hand that wasn't holding hers was wrapped around his big, ominous-looking penis, hard and throbbing. "Look how hard and turned-on you've made me, sweetie-poppet. You did that! Would you like to sucky on it a little? Pop it in your sweet little mouth?" [22:03 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She leaned forward, keeping her big eyes on him as she slowly popped it into her wide open mouth. She sucked on it very slowly, pigtails swishing as she bobbed back and forth, tongue sliding across and around the tip. Then she pulled off with a giggle. "How close are you?" She was clearly nervous he was going to explode any minute.[22:05 PM]Ashleys Brothel: The sight of her bobbing pigtails, and her #8 Pink glitter-glossed lips suckling gently at the tip of his cock had Andrew groaning softly, gasping and leaking pre-cum copiously into her mouth, his balls churning and starting to boil up that backed-up load of stickiness. "Please don't worry, Summer," he said, kindness but also a little lust in his voice. [22:07 PM]Jonathan Pureblood connected.[22:08 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded uncertainly and leaned forward again, sucking him again, a little more vigorously. She kept holding onto his hand, though, squeezing whenever she grew nervous. She pulled off again, wiping her mouth, and started reapplying her thick glitter-gloss as he'd asked.[22:09 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Ohh, Summer," he said, gently. "I'm starting to get really, really close now... ungh... please be careful, sweetheart, don't suck too hard on it or I might... in your mouth. Have you swallowed it before, sweetie-poppet?" [22:12 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She shook her head. "No...I don't want to do any swallowing badges for a while. I'm not ready for that," she admitted. "For now I'll just stick to facials. Um, Andrew? I don't want you to blewwwie in my mouth, so...can we do the last bit with our hands? Yours or mine...but no sucky, I don't want to risk getting it all in my mouth..."[22:13 PM]Ashleys Brothel: The thought of the sweet young little poppet being not ready for something made him smile, and gasp a little as he got close to his orgasm. "Sweetheart," he said, softly and as gently as he could. "Whose hands would you prefer to do this, babygirl? Yours or mine? Would you like to stroke me, or would you like me to rub myself to do it?" [22:14 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "I'll do it for a minute, and then you can do it to finish?" she suggested, smiling hopefully, wrapping her glittery pink-and-purple nailed hands around his shaft and giving it a light gentle squeeze.[22:16 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Oohungh," he groaned as her sweet, soft little hands wrapped around his manhood, squeezing the sensitive shaft. "Y-yes, Summer, that sounds good, would you like me to... to warn you and then I will finish it off?" [22:17 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded. "Yes, I don't want my nails getting all glooped up, Andrew..." as she gave him a few exploratory tugs, kneeling there small and summery.[22:18 PM]Ashleys Brothel: It had been weeks and weeks, and he quickly got far too close for her to continue. "Ooh, ohhh, Summer, sweetie, please... you're going to have to stop," he warned her. "I'm s-sorry, babygirl..." [22:19 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She pulled her hand off and sat back on her heels. "It's ok Andrew, are you very close? Should I close my eyes? Are you about to do a big cummy-slobber all over my 13 year old freckleface?"[22:21 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He wrapped his hand around himself, stroking slowly but very deliberately, working himself up to his point of no return, feeling the stickiness of her glitter-gloss on his penis as he touched it. "OK, Summer," he said, his voice still very kind and caring and understanding, contrasting with the sexuality and the traumatic nature of what he was about to do to her. "I'm going to aim it at your face now, sweetheart," he pulled it downwards, the leaking tip aimed right between poor Summer's big, brown eyes. "And I'm going to start stroking faster and faster, and it's going to happen, all over your little face... mmngh, just thirteen," he groaned. "Ohh, Summer..."[22:22 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She shut her eyes, long lashes fluttering, murmuring softly to herself as she knelt there, hands by her sides. She didn't dare say anything more as she didn't want any getting in her mouth, but her shallow breathing showed she was nervous, but comfortable.[22:24 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "OK, my little Summer sunshine..." A grunt. A gasp. A long, low groan. Then, she felt it. It was hot at first. Splat. Right against poor Summer's left cheek, big, and thick, and chunky. Then, she smelled it. Salty, and slightly stale, although not too bad. It dribbled and cooled as it ran in a disgusting mess down the side of her cheek, taking glitter and blusher and foundation with it. [22:27 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She squealed softly. "Ewww! It's so warm!" She grimaced, causing the stream running down her cheek to change direction and trickle over her lip in a foamy little moustache. The second pulsing splot of thick, yellowy, gunge hit her on her nose, globbing there and hanging in a big drip. "Ew ew ew!"[22:28 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He aimed his third at her forehead, but it splurted out in a big, thick, sticky white rope before he made it quite there, and it landed in a thick, gloopy line across her right eye, covering her lash, dribbling off it, mascara and cum running down her cheek as he groaned and grunted. [22:29 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "Ewww, are you finished? It's all yukkie and dribbly and messy?" she whined, wiggling about as the makeup scoured off her face in a big congealing mess of dark mascara, pink glitter gloss, and creamy yellow-white.[22:30 PM]Jonathan Pureblood disconnected.[22:30 PM]Ashleys Brothel: As if in reply, his next burst flopped out of the head of his penis, his balls recoiling, emptying out their backed-up gloopy cock-batter, right across her glitter-glossed lips. Andrew couldn't help but let out a grunt of satisfaction as he watched the #8 Pink hosed off her pretty young lips. [22:31 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She spat it off her lips, wiggling about. "Yukkie, I can taste it...all salty and GROSS. Yuk. It feels like melty ice cream but it doesn't taste like that at all!" she squealed, half-giggling at her own joke.[22:34 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Another big, thick, sticky-ucky glob of his semen spurted out, this time he was aiming at her still-clean right cheek. But it was too much, he was too turned-on and big and spurty, and it cascaded over her cheek, dirtying it, spoiling her pretty-perfect makeup, and the rope continued on, past her cheek... into her soft, brown pigtail. "Mnngh!" grunted Andrew. [22:36 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She felt it. "Ewwwie, no Mister, no, my hair, my hair!" she quailed, pawing at the pigtail and squeaking as her hand came away covered in sticky gloopy-glop.[22:37 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He was almost done now, and the final three ropes of his backed-up, sticky-smelly yellow-white grossie-juice came splooeying out of his penis, and landed across her forehead, her pretty nose again, and the last one finally knocked one of those pretty false lashes off her eye, letting it run down her cheek in a chunk of icky cum, before the torrent finally stopped.[22:38 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Ohh, Summer, babygirl... it's so lumpy..." [22:38 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (that was a great description...)[22:39 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She knelt there, eyes screwed tightly shut, spitting the blobby batter off her smudgy lips, one half her face caked over in a sticky glaze, a slick of lashes and chunks coursing down her cheek, a big blob dangling off her nose, some lumps drying in her pigtail. She let out a plaintive little whine. "Ewwww..."
[22:41 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He couldn't help but find himself a little turned on by her icked-out reaction, kneeling in front of him, so small and pretty and vulnerable, whining cutely as he dribbled cum onto the carpet. "Awww, Summer," he said, in a kind, gentle, understanding voice. "Are you OK, sunshine? You did really well!" [22:42 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "Yes..." she grumbled. "Did you get any on my flower?" she asked nervously, not wanting to pat the barrette with her gloopy fingers.[22:43 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "No, honey," he said, softly and caringly. "Your pretty little flower is all clean! The only bit of ick that got in your hair is in your pretty pigtail. It'll wash out really easy, sweetheart..." [22:45 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "Alright..." she said quietly. "It doesn't smell too bad, I was worried..." she admitted. "But I don't like the taste! Ukk!" She spat another little lump off her lips.[22:47 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew spotted a little bag of strawberry gummi sweets on Summer's bedside table, and stepped across to pick one up. "Summer, maybe this would take away the taste?" He kindly lifted up her hand and placed the sweet in it, as she still couldn't see. "It's a sweetie for you." [22:47 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "You can open your right eye, there's no gooey in it, but please don't open your left eye until we've got it all cleaned up, OK?" [22:48 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "'nk you," she smiled, popping the sweet in her mouth and starting to chew. Very cautiously, she blinked open her right eye, looking up at him. "Can I look at myself?" she asked quietly. "I have a Barbie mirror on my desk." As she chewed away she tried to imagine what kind of mess she might resemble.[22:50 PM]Ashleys Brothel: The sight of her, still covered in his gloop, but smiling, made him smile too, and he handed her the cute, sparkly pink mirror, waiting to see what her reaction might be. In preparedness, he picked up one of the big, soft, pink Hello Kitty towels from the desk. [22:51 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She held the mirror up. "Ewww!" But her voice was more suprised than upset. "There's so much!" she cooed. "My face looks like a big melted candle went all over it..." She tilted the mirror. "Hmm, my hair doesn't look TOO bad..."[22:51 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (is her reaction OK so far?)[22:52 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (yes :) )[22:52 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "No, Summer, there was only one globby that went into your hair, the rest went all over your face... as you can see..." He blushed a little at what he had done to this sweet, young teenager. [22:53 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (am I doing OK?)[22:53 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (yes!)[22:54 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She put down the mirror and held out her hand for the towel. "Ok, can we start with my eye and my hair, please?" she asked politely. "Was...was it ok, Andrew? Did I do ok?" she asked hopefully.[22:56 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew took a corner of the towel and started to dab gently in the corner of her eye, brushing the cum away from her lashes, out of the eye-socket to make it safe for her to open it up again. "You're such a sweet, polite little girl, Summer," he said, smiling lovingly. "You're so wonderful. I'd really like it if you would be my friend!" [22:59 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "Me too," she mumbled. "I like that you're helping me clean up...not just leaving." When she was confident her eye had been cleared, she slowly opened it, wincing at the sticky feeling on her eyelid. "I'll wash my hair later but can you clean it a little now, please Andrew?" she asked.[23:01 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Taking a clean area of the towel, he dabbed carefully at her pigtail, pulling it apart and trying to get some of the worst of the matted-together cum out of the strands, as he rubbed it and stroked it. "I think that's about as much as I can get out of your hair, sweetheart. It'll come out in a nice warm shower, it melts away," he reassured her.[23:02 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "Ok," she said, still a little upset. "Stop...I'll clean it later." She reached out and tugged at the towel, bringing it to her face and starting to wipe herself off. She examined the white, make-up streaked mess curiously. "Is most of my make-up gone now?"[23:03 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "It is, honey," he said, softly, still as hard as a rock 'down there.' "The cum was very thick and lumpy and gloopy, and it's kind of scoured off most of your makeup, it all came off with the chunks of cum, Summer..." [23:06 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She looked up, giggling. "So you can see all my freckles now. I doubt even really lumpy cum could scour them off, hehe!" Enjoying her little joke, she wiped herself off as best she could, then upturned her face for inspection. "Did I miss any bits? I can't feel, it's all dried and sticky now..."
[23:07 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew noticed a little dribble still hanging off her nose, and couldn't help but let out a little laugh at how it looked, like a little icicle of cum. He dabbed it off with a smile, showing her the ick on the towel, before discarding the messy, gloopy, makeup-stained Hello Kitty towel on the floor. "That's it, honey," he said. "All gone!" [23:07 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "You're such an adorable little freckle-face, Summer!" [23:08 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She blushed and smiled, wide-eyed. "'nkyou...you're a nice man too, Andrew," she replied, reaching up and squeezing his hand. "Can we sit down and huggle a little before you have to go?"[23:09 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Of course, sweetheart," he smiled, sitting on the edge of the bed. "You give really nice huggles, Summer-pops!" [23:10 PM]Jonathan Pureblood disconnected.[23:11 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She picked herself up and joined him, sidling in alongside him and hugging his arm. "That wasn't too bad," she admitted. "I was worried it'd be all stinky but it didn't smell much..."[23:12 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "I was very careful to make sure I was all clean, sweetie-poppet," he said, snuggling her close. "My cum wasn't as bad as it sometimes can be, though. Sometimes it can be icky. You're all clean now, though, aren't you, babygirl?" [23:12 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded. "Yes. And when I have a shower I'll have clean hair too...and then on Tuesday Tori can wash my towels."[23:14 PM]Ashleys Brothel: The mention of Tori made his still very hard penis throb a little and he blushed, huggling closer to Summer. "You're such a sweet, polite, pretty little girl and I'm glad I've been able to give you your first facial. I guess you won't do many swallowing badges, though!" He laughed understandingly. [23:15 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: "No," she giggled. "Definitely not! I didn't like the taste of it even a little, let alone all in my mouth...yukky. Thank you for being so nice, though, Andrew..."[23:16 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Some girlies get used to it, sweetheart, a little bit here and a little bit there, and eventually they are ready to do a swallow. Not everyone does it, though. Chelsea or Kacee will be able to tell you a little more about it!" [23:18 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: She nodded. "Well, we'll see...there are lots more badges I can get before I have to start trying that, I think."[23:19 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Andrew's need was still great, and he started to let his hand roam around Summer's tiny, young body, his penis throbbing and hard. He stroked up and down her back, before moving around to begin to touch her pretty little breasts, but stopping himself with a gasp. "Summer, sweetie," he said. "I'm still... really..." Andrew blushed a little. [23:20 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (what do you want to do next?)[23:21 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (Maybe not play out a full scene with Tori, but perhaps Summer could... suggest...?)[23:22 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (Ok. I know it's getting late, but assuming we have more time this evening? Could I take a minute's break, and BRB? We can continue then)[23:23 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (Yes, I have as much time as you want to stay up for.)[23:23 PM]Bad Luck Brittany: (Ok :) I will BRB, for part 2 of this scene. I've enjoyed it so much so far.)