Debuttantes' Slumber Party (open)

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It is the young Princess's coming of age night. Tender and innocent though she is, the Princess is finally old enough to be shown to the men. But that ceremony is for tomorrow. Tonight is for the Princess herself, for her friends and handmaidens.

Molly is a handmaiden to the Princess. She lives to please her mistress, brushing her hair, bathing her, dressing and undressing her, feeding her, plesaing her in every way she knows how. Molly and her sister handmaidens were cloned from the princess, and what one of them feels, they all feel. When the Princess pricks her finger, Molly is pained. When Molly dips her own hand in cool water, the Princess is soothed. Even now, walking to the Princess's chamber, Molly feels thrills of delight run along her pale, delicate skin. She wonderes what the other handmaidens are doing to make her feel this way. She imagines them dressing slowly in silk, and feeling the evening wind on their young bodies.

At the top of the tower, Molly enters the Princess's chamber. Her long, dark braids frame her sweet, freckled face. Her green eyes sparkle as she looks at her young mistress. She gently sets down the many coloured packages she is carrying. "So many gifts for you Princess! So many new clothes to try on for tomorrow's coming-out party!" She smooths her sheer silk nightdress over her llithe body, her flat stomach, her firm little thighs. The nightdress barely covers anything of her long, slender legs.

Molly goes to the Princess. "Your friends will be arriving shortly mistress. Do you wish me to bathe you before your party?"

OOC: So I'm looking for a young Princess, her friends and handmaidens for a slumber party. Girls only for now, although guys will have their chance at the Princess's coming-out party the next day.
 
Princess

"Your friends will be arriving shortly mistress. Do you wish me to bathe you before your party?" Dear Molly said.

I stare at my serving girl. It is like looking into a mirror. Same blue eyes. Same full lips. Same creamy skin. Same ripe young body.

There is a difference. While my hair is silky blonde, Molly's is flame red. A trick of my father's genetic engineers.

My handmaiden Jean has black hair.

My handmaiden Anna has brown hair.

They were all gifts from my father. How he must love me to provide me with such loving sisters......


I reach out and run my fingertips through her beautiful hair.

"Come, Molly," I command. "Undress me. We must all get ready. Tonight will be most interesting...."
 
jean

As I brush my long black hair I can hear the sound of running water, I must assist the princess in her bathing, so I slip my white linen dress over the pale white skin of my naked body.

I love the feel of the fabric on the pale pink tips of my pointed breasts and catch a glipse of the thick shiny curls between my thighs, it is a special night, tonight we prepare her, our last night as sweet girls together.

I make my way to her chamber.
 
Molly

The red haired handmaiden kneels before her Princess and kisses her slender foot, thrilling as she feels the soft pressure of lips on her own flesh. She rises and kisses the Princess' wrist, knowing Jean and Anna can feel the kisses as well. Then she kisses the Princess' neck, just below her jaw.

Molly runs warm water into the large tub in the center of the tower chamber. The rest of the room, surrouning the bath, is all soft pillows, with a low hanging canopy of satin.

She gently unlaces the Princess' dress, removes her jewels, and lets down her long, blonde hair. "You are so beautiful, Princess. So perfect and pure. Oh, everyone will love your body so much!"

She helps the Princess into the warm water, feeling it caress the smooth young skin. Molly sits behind and beside the Princess, her feet in the water, on the edge of the sunken tub. She soaps the Princess' lovely body, and then pours cupfuls of scented oils over her, "You must be perfectly clean to try on all your gifts tonight," Molly says, rubbing the oils in with her small, strong hands, "and for the games with your friends." She carefully washes out the Princess' virgin anus.

She is just brushing the Princess' hair when she hears the door open behind her.
 
Jean

A wonderfull sight greets me as I enter the princess's room,

She is kneeling in her sunken bath, the water around her open thighs as she holds onto the golden bar along the side of the bath. Her back is arched, her perfect bottom displayed towards me, the smooth skin shining in the candle light.

Molly is sitting at her side, I see her as she finishes washing the princess's most intimate places, and starts to comb her long silky blond hair. I too feel the soft arousal in my loins.

I can smell the aroma of the perfumed oils that have been rubbed into her perfect skin, and I can hear the gentle breathing of the 2 girls as they enjoy this perfect moment.

"Molly can I help with the princess?" I smile at my friend as I approach the bath.
 
Anna

While sitting in my room, I begin to feel very good on my skin. The Princess must be getting ready for the other guests. Then I hear my beautiful sister Jean brush past my room and realise where she is headed. I quickly brush my golden brown hair, pull my shimmering pink linen dress over my golden tanned skin and move to the doorway.

Once I get to the Princess' door, it is a site to behold. Molly taking such great care in giving the Princess her bath, and seeing Jean by the tub, helping them. Standing at the doorway, I ask them if the need just a tad more help.

Walking over to the tub, seeing the Princess silky smooth skin, covered with the glistening water. Molly and Jean on either side of the tub, gently carressing and washing her skin.

I kneel at the foot of the tub, getting my hands wet and massaging the Princess' nice little behind. Squeezing and carressing, looking at my sisters as we watch each other.
 
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Molly

The three handmaidens rinse the Princess' gleaming pink flesh, and tenderly massage every inch of her young body. Molly lays the Princess' head in her lap and gently massages her face while her two sisters rub her lower body. They take their time, enjoying the quiet, the candlelight, and the Princess' pefect beauty.

After a long while, Molly leaves Jean and Anna to dry the Princess with soft, heated towels. She goes to the Princess' closet and fetchesher favorite nightclothes. The redhaired handmaiden hugs the thin, smooth fabric to her little breasts, and lays the scant garments out before the Princess.

"May we dress you for your guests, sweet angel?"
 
Princess

I look at my beautiful sisters. Then I look at the timekeeper against the wall.

"The guests won't be here for another few hours," I say coyly. "Why bother getting dressed so soon?"

I open my arms in invitation, and Molly comes to me willingly.

"Tomorrow we will be given to the men," I say sadly. "Tomorrow we will all become women. Tonight is out last night to be girls. Let us enjoy it. Let us enjoy each other."

I look over and see that Jean and Anna have followed our lead and also paired off. I would love to just watch them love, but Molly's lips are too hungry, too insistant. I pull her bare body down on top of me....
 
Molly

Molly's sparkling eyes meet the Princess' gaze. She giggles and moves towards her. She can feel the heat on her skin as Jean and Anna embrace each other, and her mouth is hungry for the Princess' lips.

The red-haird handmaiden wraps her arms around her sister's neck, burying her small hands in the Princess' long golden hair. The sheer fabric of her white nightdress presses against the Princess' small, pointed breasts. Their lips meet, and part, Molly's tongue slipping eagerly into her twin's hot, wet mouth. They hold each other close as they kiss, long, and deep, and tender.

The Princess lowers herself onto her back, and Molly kneels above her, pulling her nightdress over her head. She runs her hands over her pale belly and her small breasts, her strawberry nipples bright and errect. She is only wearing her white cotton panties now, and the Princess is laid out oiled and naked before her.

"Oh, Princess . . . " Molly breaths, lowering herself between the young girl's thighs to kiss and suckle her exquistie breasts. Molly flicks the perfumed nipples with her tongue, then trails it down the Princess' firm stomach to her smooth, freshly washed vigin cunt. The Princess is et and smells sweet and heady. Her little clitoris swells up from the folds of her pink pussy.

Molly raises her ass high in the air, and wraps her lips around the Princess' clit.
 
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Jean

"Anna, come with me" I take Anna by the hand and lead her to the large cushioned stool in the centre of the room, it is large and silk covered and we sit on the edge facing each other, our eyes locked as our arms move around each other.
 
Princess

I spread my legs wide and offer myself to sweet Molly. She needs no further invitation. Her breath it hot as she lowers her mouth to my nether lips. My juices are already floating. I know they are like ambrosia to my precious sister.

Her tongue flicks out playfully, and I sigh with pleasure. Molly has the most wonderful mouth. Many are the hours she has spent honing its skills on my ever so willing body.

My need is great, but Molly takes her time. She always takes her time.
 
Anna

With my hands gently carressing Jeans' arms, I lean in slowly and kiss her on the lips, making eye contact with her. They are so moist and pouty, just the way I like them. I run my tongue along her lips, gently parting them, searching for her tongue. Moving my fingers to the hem of her white linen dress, I slowly raise it above her knees, my hands carressing the insides of her thighs.
 
jean

Anna and I watch from the cushioned seat as molly goes down on the princesses open, moist cunny, we both feel the juices flow in our own pussies and the feel of the pointed toungue between our pussy lips.

As our lips touch in a soft kiss we can both smell and taste the pussy that Molly is licking, our own toungues dart and lick as our open mouths become open wanting cunny's.

I open my legs as Anna starts to lift the soft gown off my lower body, her hands exploring my legs and slipping up to my wetness as I lay back, my back arching with pleasure as her fingers carress my open wantonness.
 
Molly

Molly tastes Anna and Jean's kiss mingled with the Princess' sweet juices. Her own pussy tingles with the sensation of her tongue on the Princess'. She gently laps up each side of the Princess' pink lips, lays a soft kiss on her hard little clit, and then slowly slips her tongue inside. Molly takes her time, savering the Princees' musk taste, teasing all of them with her wet, probing tongue. She parts the Princess' creamy, oiled thighs with her hands, pushing them back as she deep kisses the young girl's pussy. She opens the Princess with her soft lips, and slips her tongue as far inside as she can reach.
 
Princess

Molly's tongue is a hungry creature penetrating my most secret and sacred places. I moan with pleasure as my sister drives me closer and closer to the brink.

"My love," I whimper. "My Molly."

From the next couch come sweet squeals of pleasure. Closing my eyes I can feel what Jean feels as Anna inserts her delicate fingers in her tight puss. I know Molly feels it too. She looks up as me and our eyes meet. She gives me a wicked smile.

"Come here," I order. With great reluctance Molly stops licking me. I laugh and kiss her, tasting my own sweet juices on her honeyed tongue.

"Relax, my dearest," I whisper. "We've only just bejun."

With that I reach for her panties. I slide them down her long long legs until they fall to the floor....
 
Molly

Molly inhales sharply as the Princess slides her wet panties off her. Her little sex is smooth and clean for her mistress. Molly lays above the Princess, rubbing up and down on her slippery young body, their breasts, bellies and thighs sliding against each other. Her red braids fall around the Princess' head. Molly places small butterfly kisses around the blonde girl's lips, her neck, her collarbone. She moans as she feels the Princesses' hands on her tender ass, and Jean and Anna's explorations with their fingers. Slowly, she begins grinding her hips against the Princess, pressing their hot mounds together.
 
Princess

I moan as Molly grinds her wet pussy against mine. I squeeze her ass harder, trying to pull her inside me.

It feels wonderful.

I know how it could feel better.

"Molly, my sweet," I whisper. "Perhaps it's time to break out the toys...."
 
Molly

Molly groans, rising from the Princess' luscious body and walking to the pile of brightly wrapped presents by the wall. She presents a small box to the Princess, who unwraps it quickly. Inside is a long, flexible, double-headed phallus. Molly wets her fingers from her dripping sex, and smears them on both ends of the toy. Then she climbs back on top of her blonde mistress.
 
As I return to the room, I realise that my princess needs me.

the perfect round bottom of Molly is facing me, below her the princess's open legs, and the toy is laying there, they need my help with the lovely implement.

First I bend to taste each open sex, my mouth moving from one sweet opening to the other, feeling the licking in my ownn pussy, my lips and clitoris throbbing in unison.

Picking up the instrument., it is wet with mollies juice as I taste it, then press on end between the lips of each of my sisters openings, then when each is in place slowly push so that it enters each pussy at the same moment.

I can hear both girls gasp, and watch and feel as Mollie back arches with pleasure.
 
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Princess

Sweet Molly uses her own precious fluids to lubricate the device.


The dildo.... I think, smiling at the name the common folk use. So like a cock, yet so unlike it. I have been told a real man feels a thousand times better inside you. I find that hard to imagine. I imagine nothing could feel better than being lovingly pleasured by my wonderful sister. I moan as the shaft invades me, filling me completely. My sister's pleasure doubles the thrill. We kiss and kiss as we thrust our hips forward, until the dildo nearly vanishes between us.....
 
Molly reluctantly pulls away from the kiss, sitting up above the Princess, riding on the dildo thrust up her tight pussy. She held onto the Princess' knees, her red braids plastered to her sweat-soaked breasts, and thrust down into her mistress again and again.

She reaches out her hands for Jean, and leads her sister to sit above the Princess' face, lowering her smooth pink slit to the blonde girl's hungry mouth.
 
Jean

The perfection of Mollie as she leans back holding the princess'e open knees, I feel every thrust of her loins as she pushes the dildo rythmicaly into her.

I share with them the feeling of fullness as my loins at last feel the soft lick and probe of my sisters toungue. I am pulsing with arousal over her face as I reach for mollie and we embrace, arms around each others shoulders, eyes locked as we combine the sweet sensations flowing through our filled and overflowing sexes.
 
Molly

Molly squirms annd writhes on the thick dildo, twisting her slim hips to work it deeper into her tight cunny. She feels the heaven of the Princess' tongue on Jean's sex, and the room disappears around her. There are only bodies, and wetness, and heat. She wraps her arms around Jean, digging her fingers into the soft back, and kisses her deeply,oaning her pleasure into her sister's mouth.
 
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