Thread: A Little Sex Training {darkest_fate&DeliciousLust}

It was probably easily debatable if Betty had some sort of inner-skank inside her that wanted to be let out. She didn't joke earlier that she did like sex, it was just that she didn't have so great of an experience in her relationship or the pleasure was entirely one-sided. As shown through the example-in-motion, she was capable of flirtation and it wasn't hard for her to find a boyfriend, it's just that not many choose to stay that way for long. Perhaps she was an easy girl to take advantage of, easy to pick up but not very worthy to keep. It was indeed true that she didn't really pay too much attention to the setting in question, as she didn't exactly prepare herself for that. She also didn't know that she was being tested in context of a fancy hotel in the downtown core either. In a way, she had tunnel-vision to the goal ahead of her and it was a very attractive goal at that, even if it was a given prize. There was something very exciting being on the attack this time around, trying to pick someone up than being picked up her self. Even if she was being more corny and skankier than she should be, there was something exhilarating at this experience. It was also the added fact that this was going to be her first 'lezbo' pick-up too. Her, a 'straight' girl, doing that! It was hard to imagine that she would be doing that tonight. That, and having sex. And aiming for 20 orgasms in the future. The night was proving to be very promising! She took another sip of her drink and gave a slow lick of her glossy pink lips before she continued on with their little play together. She leaned back slightly in mock shock with a hand to her lips when Robbi admitted that she cheated to get her perks. Oh no! I didn't know that you were cheating! But I think I see the appeal of taking the lead by whatever means possible. I used to be an 'A' student myself, but then my grades started to flunk. Well, I'd like to think that speak for themselves now. Her hands boldly went to her breasts, giving them a less than subtle push upwards in presentation as she battled her lashes like a dramatic 'good girl'. Well, I don't like to think that I'm just any pretty girl. Especially, one who enjoys cool beers after a good run downtown and hanging out in swanky hotel lobbies. You also figured out that I was Bi somehow too. She gave two blinks and gasped when she 'accidentally' revealed something about herself. Wait, that wasn't it! You were talking about your name before. My bad! But I think I'm not just looking for a place to lie down. If anything, I do like to keep active. Stretch my arms and spread my legs. You know, even if it gets me hot and sweaty. As we mentioned before, there are many ways to work out, right? Her brows slowly rose when she felt a peculiar touch that was rubbing against her legs. That was rather unexpected, her eyes gazed downward to under the table, past the hand that was dangerously close to her crotch. She bit her lower lip as a little unseen secret was churning inside her during all of this time. She was admittedly beginning to grow a little more aroused by the experience, as if she was relishing some sort of forbidden fruit for the first time when she was 'exploring' the world of lady loving. There was the promise of sex too, which she couldn't forget, even if that tampered with her current character at the moment. Was Robbi actually touching her? She wasn't even touching her when she spoke so boldly about sex before their retake together. It was a both awkward and exciting that she didn't know how best to react. It seemed to be a sign of approval and that she was getting closer to her game. There was a blush that crept up to her cheeks and she tried to bite back a giggle. It certainly wasn't the first time she was touched under the table, but the naughtiness in the gesture generally made her at a loss for words. Even, if that touch was something further more, like getting fingered. She merely closed her sharp eyes and purred slightly, as if she was a cat that was being stroked. You know...you shouldn't be shy. I can do more than footsies...