Chapter 202.


    <strong>Chapter 202. Sleepover... (4/4)</strong>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Alicia, would you like to y another prank on Ran, but take the lead this time?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Another… prank? What do you mean?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rosa hugged Alicia from behind when she caught onto what Wisteria’s so-called prank was.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Isn’t it pretty obvious? What if we dip Ran’s hand in something warm? He mentioned how guys at a sleepover he attended did that kind of thing.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, I think I’ve heard of that one before actually. Warm water and the person will wet themself, right? Wait, you touched on this earlier, but Ran’s been to a sleepover before?” Even Alicia had her doubts when she heard that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ahhh! Are you kidding me? I know I’ve got no friends and I lied… bute on, do you all really need to react the same way? I have feelings too you know… probably… maybe.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, he gave some oddly specific examples so no matter how unlikely it may be, we couldn’t entirely refute the possibility that he had at some point been to one.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see. So the warm water was one of them?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah. There was also something about whipping dicks out and pping the person who fell asleep first in the face.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What! No way, guys do that sort of thing at sleepovers?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“ording to him, they do. Hence why there’s nothing wrong with us doing what we just did. It’s just a prank, that’s all. Girls getting into some mischief at night. It’ll be our little secret.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uh… okay. Should I get a bowl with some warm water?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“There’s no need, Alicia, we’ve got just the thing, don’t we?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We do?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Alicia’s back straightened up when Rosa’s hand slipped under the thin pajamas she had on.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Rosaaa! What are you doing!” She whispered frantically.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Shhhh, keep it down. I’m just preparing the warm water to dip his hand in.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No way, have you lost your mind? You’re crazy!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Alicia, aren’t you curious what it would feel like if it was a guy’s hand instead of your own or mine?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Even if I was, there’s no way doing this is fine!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Rx, rx. It’s all good, it’s just a little prank, remember? It’s nothing weird. It’s only something weird if you think it’s weird. Could it be the innocent-minded Alicia is having dirty thoughts when this is just an innocent little prank?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Alicia initially had a face of struggle, but as Rosa’s hand moved under her pajamas between her legs that resistance started to fade. Her breathing grew heavier and she had a hard time responding.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Rosa, this is… bad… we shouldn’t do this... here. Hah… hah… hah…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We did something simr back in the hotel’s hot tub though. Isn’t this a ce even more private? If you could do it in such a public ce, what’s wrong if we do something like this here? Even in your room we sometimes y around like this. Using a hand isn’t that big a deal.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Huh? Rosa… so you’ve been secretly corrupting this pitiful girl when you’re alone together at night too? Aren’t you just the worst type of bad friend?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s not that big a deal when it’s just us, but using Ran like this to do that sort of thing just feels wrong.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yeah, you tell her, girl! I’m not an object to satisfy your sexual needs! Huh? Aren’t girls supposed to be the ones saying that? What’s with this unexpected role reversal, isn’t it just weird? When I returned to my past, did I identally hit my head on the way in and stumble into a parallel world where roles were all messed up?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Wisteria smiled mysteriously and got close to Alicia then whispered, “Guys actually get turned on by that sort of thing you know. A girl making use of them to satisfy their lust and fantasies. Ran would probably even be happy~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“He would be… happy?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes.” Wisteria’s right hand slipped under Alicia’s pajama top and slid across her skin until she cupped Alicia’s right breast with her palm.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Wisteriaaaaa, not you tooooo. Stop. If you- Ahhh-“


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rosa moved in quickly and sealed off Alicia’s lips to prevent her moan from leaking out.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Wisteria raised Alicia’s pajama top up and nted her lips on Alicia’s left breast, still massaging her right breast with her other hand. The left side of her tongue slipped out the corner of her lips on the left then wrapped around and constructed Alicia’s left breast. The right side of her tongue took the opposite path out of her mouth and assaulted Alicia’s right breast in the same fashion.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Her middle tongue was toying with the nipple on Alicia’s left breast yfully. Alicia was gradually drowning in pleasure as they chipped away at her defense.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Eventually, Rosa took the opportunity to grab my right hand and swap it out with her own. She held onto it and controlled the way it went in and out of the hot wet slippery slit between Alicia’s legs.


    <span style="font-weight:400">With the way Alicia had been ganged up on and provided such an extreme level of stimtion, as the most inexperienced among the trio, it didn’t take long before I felt the warm fleshy walls of her body convulse and constrict around my fingers inside her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She had no way to fend off the two-pronged attack she’d been subjected to.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I felt depressed when I thought of how the innocent Alicia I once knew had been slowly turned to the dark side by these two awful friends of hers. Well, at least it looked like something had happened while I was asleep that got Wisteria and Alicia closer together. It was probably whatever they’d done in the kitchen. Food and sweets were powerful methods for girls to get closer in a short period of time. Rosa’s n had no doubt been a sess.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Even this event that would be a secret between just the three girls would likely serve to deepen their rtionship.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I’d been used and subjected to such torture as a means for girls to bond. What an awful feeling.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“How did it feel, Alicia?” Rosa released her lips and asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Weird.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just weird?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ugh… noment.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“If you had to pick a hand to use for this kind of thing, would you pick your own, mine, or Ran’s?” Rosa posed such an embarrassing question.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Alicia shook the two off, stood up, and brusquely walked toward the door without a response. I couldn’t see what sort of face she had on.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Heheh, wait for us Alicia~” Rosa whispered out teasingly as if she already knew the answer. She hopped off the bed and chased after her from behind.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Wisteria, youing?” Rosa stopped at the door and asked quietly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll be right with you after I clean up here so he doesn’t notice anything when he wakes up in the morning.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh right, good call.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">After Rosa carefully shut the door on the way out Wisteria straddled over my waist and whispered in my ear, “If you keep pretending to be asleep, I’ll take that as permission to put it in and eat you up big brother~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">My eyes shot open, but as soon as they did, Wisteria sealed my lips. Her tongue aggressively advanced and wrapped around my own, constricting it tightly. She pulled it into her mouth, pinned it down inside, and bullied it by squeezing it tightly. Her middle narrow tongue had domineeringly taken up residence inside of my mouth. It wrapped around my uv before it advanced a short distance down my throat and directly coated the inside of my throat with her saliva. I didn’t gag or feel the urge to throw up despite her treatment of my uv.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Her long narrow tongue inside my throat nuzzled up inside affectionately despite how thoroughly she dominated my tongue inside her mouth. Her tongue on my side was tender and caring, even gently embracing my uv. It was a stark contrast with her show of force, the way she exerted her dominance over my tongue currently restrained inside her mouth with the other two parts of her tongue wrapped around it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What the hell does this girl think she’s doing?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I only figured it out when I tried to breathe. I couldn’t breathe at all with her kissing me like this. She intended to put me to sleep in such a forceful manner. Her actions seemed to convey her intent, it was something along the lines of, ‘Rx, I’m just helping you go back to sleep after we rudely woke you up, little brother~’


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yeah, suddenly it felt as if her big sister switch had been flipped and she was lovingly putting her little brother to sleep.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Wisteria! This is not how a big sister puts her little brother to sleep! Your perception of a sibling rtionship is very strange! Normally you’d just tuck them in and read them a bedtime story or something. Please study how to act like a proper big sister before you try to y the part!


    <span style="font-weight:400">Those unsungints were my final thoughts before I cked out and fell unconscious.