Title: Tales From The Onion Router: Scene 3
Celebs: Dakota Fanning, Elle Fanning
Codes: ff, pedo, oral, mas, inc, first, cons
Disclaimer: This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
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Note: Picture this in the style of a porno movie.
We fade in on nine year-old Elle sitting in a bubble bath. As she’s playing with the bubbles, thirteen year-old Dakota comes in, and looks at herself in the mirror.
“Dee!” Elle giggles, “I’m in here!”
“Don’t worry, I won’t look.”
Elle laughs. “Well, since you’re here, could you scrub my back?” As Dakota looks at her, Elle leans forward.
“Well…” Dakota smirks, “Since you asked…” She then kneels down next to the bathtub, picks up the bath brush, and proceeds to scrub Elle’s back with it, causing Elle to sigh.
“Thanks, Dee, I couldn’t reach the middle.” Elle sits back, and Dee notices the suds dripping down her flat chest.
“Hey, Elle…” Dakota suddenly asks, “Have they gotten to sex ed in your class yet?”
“Um, no.” Elle again giggles. “Why do you wanna know that?”
“Just curious. So, they haven’t taught you about masturbation?”
Dee again smirks. “Well, let me show you.” She then sticks her hand in the water, between Elle’s legs.
“Um, what are you doing?” Elle suddenly gasps, and then moans, brow furrowing.
“How does it feel, little sister?”
“It…feels funny…” Elle whimpers. “Like…I gotta pee…”
“Do you like it?”
Elle closes her eyes, and moans out loud. “Yeah. Is this masturbation?”
“Yes, it is.” Dee pulls her hand out, and is silent for a moment, then, “Hey, Elle?”
“Have you kissed any boys yet?”
“No.” Elle shakes her head.
“What about girls?” Dakota asks, half joking.
Elle giggles once again. “No.”
“Wanna kiss me?”
“Huh? Um, Idunno…”
“It’s okay, Elle…Just turn your head to me…”
Elle does so, and Dee places her hand under Elle’s chin, then leans in, and, in our first close-up, gives her a long, sultry kiss.
As they’re kissing, Dee’s hand goes back in the water, and Elle again moans, this time getting louder, until, eventually, she throws her head back, and shrieks.
“Did that feel good, Elle?”
“W-what was that?”
“That was an orgasm, little sister.”
“M-hm.” Dee nods. “Wanna give me one?”
Dakota then stands up, and takes her clothes off, first her t-shirt, then her bra, and finally her jeans, panties with them. She then sits down, straddling the rim of the tub, pussy presented to Elle. Hesitantly, Elle reaches her hand out, and, in another close-up, starts fingering Dakota’s twat. “Uhm…” Dee sighs, licking her lips, and starting to feel up her thirteen year-old breasts. “Ooh, lick it, Elle…” Again hesitating a little, Elle leans forward, and, back in the close-up, she starts licking the outside of her big sister’s pussy. After another minute or so of this, Dee bites her lip, and lets out a muffled cry.
As Dakota stands up, and starts getting dressed again, Elle asks, “D-did you have an orgasm?”
Dakota smiles. “Oh, yes. You were very good, Elle.” Dee then leans down, and gives Elle a quick kiss on the lips, and then walks out of the bathroom, closing the door behind her, as the scene fades out.