The sleepover had been a great success. Games had been played, stories had been shared, and snacks had been devoured. Thanks to the impending weekend, the three girls were even allowed to stay up late to watch one of the new animated movies from one of the family's streaming services. As the clock ticked past midnight, two of the three girls were fast asleep on the couch, one lying akimbo with drool creeping down her chin and onto her chest with the other curled up into a little ball under a fuzzy blanket.

Brushing a stray lock of blonde hair from her face, the third girl slouched on the corner of the couch, one of her little legs hanging off the armrest. She bit her lip with indecision, the vague memory from her previous sleep over filling her mind despite being from several weeks prior. She had sworn that she had woken up her best friend's mother adjusting her pajama slip, her best friend's father standing close by observing. The memory of the intensity on his handsome face made her blush and shift in her seat.

She remembered pretending to be asleep, listening to them walk back down the hall to their bedroom and then to the distant moans and knocking that followed. Her fingers gently played across the front of her panties, fingertips touching a small damp spot that was forming between her legs. She glanced up at the tv as it played the closing credits to the movie, before realizing that she heard footsteps coming down the hall.

She slouched further into her seat and closed her eyes, hoping that her friend's parents would not see through her facade. Unbeknownst to her, the action had dragged the hem of her pajamas higher than before, fully revealing her cotton panties and the growing wet spot between them. As the adults turned off the entertainment center, she realized that they were whispering quietly to each other.

"But they are asleep!" the mother said, clearly responding to a statement that she had missed.

"Yes, but the last time you tried, she almost woke up." His response was calm and soothing, a tinge of longing underlying his tone.

"Last time we didn't wait long enough though. This time I bet they are all so fast asleep nothing would wake them!" the feminine voice countered.

"Dearest," the father said with a sigh, "you know I won't stop you, but please be careful."

It was at this moment that she felt the distinct sixth sense of two sets of eyes focusing on her. The damp spot on her panties grew as she finally realized the unintentional invitation she had made with her pose and raised hem. Would they notice?

Footsteps carefully swished across the carpet until one of the adults loomed over the trio on the couch. She felt the weight shift as one of the other girls was carefully picked up, the footsteps receeding towards the bedrooms. The remaining pair of eyes gave her goosebumps with how intensely the gaze seemed to linger on her exposed panties, a light shuffling followed by a feminine moan being the only real indication to the mother's presence.

She hardly noticed as the second girl was gently picked up and taken back to her friend's room and the bedding that was prepared for them. Now all that remained in the living room was one little girl pretending to be asleep and two adults pretending to be upstanding parents.

She tried hard not to flinch as she felt someone exhale on her inner thigh, followed by a slow intake of the aroma of her adolescent arousal. "She's so perfect," the mother moaned. "What I would give to be able to taste her cunny." The little girl blushed, secretly hoping that the mother would try.

The increased arousal caused the dark patch on her panties to grow, eliciting a gasp from the woman. "Babe, look at her! She must be having a naughty dream!" This time it was the man who grunted under his breath, the gentle sound of a zipper accompanying it.

"What do you think she's dreaming about?" he whispered, now much closer to the couch than before. The sounds of slurping began to fill the room, piquing the interest of the "sleeping" little girl. She cracked an eye to see the two next to the couch, the father standing upright with his wife between his legs worshipping his stiff cock. She pulled it from her mouth for a brief moment to look up at him.

"I bet she is dreaming of you, dear," she said with a wide smile. "You see the way she looks at you and hangs on you whenever she comes over. I don't blame her one bit." She winked at her husband and slid his cock back into her mouth, angling herself so that she could see the exposed panties out of the corner of her eye.

The little girl fought with herself. On one hand, she wanted to play too, and her little cunny was desperate for attention. On the other hand, she did not want to get in trouble for being up past the agreed upon bedtime. She hesitated for a moment before opening one eye once more to view the lewd scene.

Much to her horror, she made immediate eye contact with the woman, still nursing on the massive cock in her mouth. An unspoken conversation played out in their expressions, the young girl's curiosity and nervousness evident to the older woman. As she worked his cock down her throat, she resolved to talk to the little tease in the morning. For now though, she had a job to finish.

His moans grew in intensity, the wife not bothering to shush him since she knew the little girl was awake anyways. With one last wiggle of her tongue on his head, she felt his cock begin to twitch and fill her mouth with cum. A twisted part of her enjoyed letting some dribble out of her mouth and onto her cleavage, knowing the little girl was watching and learning from this moment. With an almost theatrical level of acting, she opened her mouth for her husband, showing him his load before swallowing it whole.

She stood up, casually turning so the little girl could watch her scoop a bit of cum from her chest and lick it off of her finger. She smiled wide, nodding to the little girl. "We should put her to bed too so they don't suspect anything." Her husband groaned, reluctantly stowing his half hard cock in his pants before gingerly beginning to scoop her up.

The trio moved down the hallway towards the bedroom. The little girl allowed her limp hand to "accidentally" brush up against the bulge in his pajamas, shivering slightly as she felt it twitch from the unexpected contact. As she felt herself lower onto the fresh bedding, she risked one last peek, staring up at the handsome face of her crush as he walked away, completely oblivious to the little girl's games. As the wife pulled the sheets up to her neck to tuck her in, she leaned in so that her lips came close to the young girl's ear.

"Next time." With that, she stood up and followed her husband out the door, leaving behind the scent of cunny and cum as well as one very pent up little girl. There would definitely be another sleep over, probably sooner than later if she had her way. As the woman closed the bedroom door, she smiled and watched the covers shift and bulge above where the little girl's wet spot had been, fondly remembering her own masturbatory sessions on sleep overs much like this one.

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