Anon World Order part 7 [Lewd] (Dazzlings) - by Uh-hmmm

> It's a somber group that piles into the van > Aria rides shotgun, an icepack pressed to her bruised head > Sonata tries to comfort you, but she won't stop saying "Neighborfucked" > Adagio sits next to you and holds your hand tightly > It's a relief when you all arrive in a clearing in the middle of small nature park > You get some help unloading everything from the dazzled > Then Adagio orders them to leave > "Anon, we're counting on you to erect the tents." "That wasn't a joke?" > Sonata grins at as the other two set up camp chairs > "Oh Anon, we don't joke about erections. Buildings are serious things." > Adagio nods in mock seriousness > "As are tents." > Aria sits back and crosses her legs > "And let us not forget about shorts." > Orangy doesn't even bother trying to hide her smirk > "Oh, I can never forget about shorts." > Bluey bounces excitedly > "Ooh! And skirts! They're comfy and easy to wear!" > ... "We're still talking about erecting things, right?" > "Whaaaat?" > Adagio sighs > "Most of us are. Now please, use your extensive experience with poles and set up the tents." "Yes Mistress." > Ah, a return to normalcy > You put up three tents with little trouble, ignoring the catcalls and whistles > Rooting around in the pile of supplies, you find- "C4?" > Aria smiles > "A girl has needs." > Right > At last, you straighten up and raise your eyebrows at Adagio "Where's the fourth tent?" > "It is fitting for a servant to be close at hand at all times." > You cross your arms "So, there isn't a fourth tent, say for the reason that you needed more time to have one prepared." > She examines her fingernails > "What an oddly specific thing to say, Anon. Surely you aren't complaining?" "No, of course not. So, tents are done. What now?" > Sonata's stomach growls > "Lunch?" > That was met with general approval and amusement > You set out the ingredients for sub sandwiches, not even Bluey can mess that up > Not to mention how gratifying it is to see the sirens slide long sandwiches into their mouths > You did have a mild scare when Sonata chopped hers in half > Then she grabbed a piece of sandwich in each hand and alternated taking bites > After lunch, Sonata looks at the three of you > "So, I was thinking, we could go on a hike, and like, explore!" > Aria rolls her eyes and walks away > Bluey calls out, "Where are you going?" > "Getting wood." > Smurfette turns to Adagio > "You'll come with me, won't you?" > Orangy waves a notepad > "I'm writing lyrics while we still have light." > Sonata looks to you with big, pleading eyes "Alright, I'll go on a hike with you." > "Great! Let's go!" > She grabs your hand and starts off immediately > You barely snag a water bottle before you are dragged off along some faint path through the trees > You have to admit, it's rather fun watching Sonata flit around > Crouching low to sniff some wildflowers, or to show you an odd caterpillar > Trying to catch the occasional leaf as it falls > Then you both freeze > A moose pauses in the middle of the trail, staring directly at you > A long moment passes in silence > Then it walks away > You let out a breath you weren't aware you were holding > You turn to Sonata "Where are we?" > Pretty sure there aren't any moose near Canterlot High > Bluey looks at you, with eyes full of wonder and information > "In the wonderful world of nature!" "No, like what is the map location we are at?" > She frowns, considering this > Finally, > "I don't know!" > You sigh "Should have expected that. Shall we continue?" > "Ooh! Can I have a drink first?" "Alright." > You hand her the bottle and she very nearly chugs half of it > You are about to say something, but then she hands it back to you with a big smile > "Glad I could depend on you, Anon!" "Y-you too." > Then she giggles and scampers off > Weapons grade, that girl > You jog to catch up > Once the two of you double back, you get pretty thirsty yourself > Damn your Japanese mangoes > All you can think about as you drink from your bottle is how her lips touched the same thing > As you screw the cap back on, you look around > Where'd she go? "Sonata?" > Nothing > You jog a little further down the track "Sonata?" > How hard can it be to find a blue girl in a forest? > You round the bend, and thank goodness, there she is > ... > With her skirt flipped up (nice ass), and > How to put this delicately? "Why are you humping that tree?" > She looks over her shoulder at you > "I'm not humping, I'm hugging! It's my way of saying 'thank you' to mister tree, for letting me pee standing up." > It's then that you notice the dark streak down the trunk between her legs > Looking carefully, it looks like she didn't get any pee on herself "Clever girl." > "You're a pretty weird guy, watching me pee." > Crap > You turn away "Sorry, I just, you were gone, and then I saw your sweet ass, and I just got distracted. I mean," > "Sweet ass?" > She giggles > "It's okay, Anon. You can totally check out my sweet ass." > ... > You turn around, but Sonata is back on the path, her short skirt swishing around her thighs "Ah, I guess I missed my chance." > You start walking after her > "Just lift up my skirt, it's not like I'm wearing panties right now." > Heart status: racing "Just lift up your... really?" > Bluey grins at you over her shoulder > "For realsies." > You close the distance between the two of you > Your hand reaches out hesitantly, your fingers brushing pink cloth > Her skirt lifts marginally, and you find yourself fascinated by the play of the muscles in her thighs > With a firmer grip on the hem, you lift the skirt > Two light blue cheeks are revealed, swaying and bulging with her every step > You start to fall behind, mesmerized > The skirt goes taut, and Sonata stops > "Third leg getting in the way?" "S-something like that." > Bluey bends over, resting her hands on her knees > "Go ahead and touch it~!" > You are breathing heavily as you gently pull the skirt up onto the curve of her lower back > Your hands descend up her booty like snow from a winter sky > She writhes a little at your gentle touch > "Ohh, nice! I shoulda done this long ago." > Your finger tips trace small circles in her tender flesh > Anon Jr is insistently reminding you of his incarceration > You increase the pressure slowly, rubbing her butt cheeks in circular motions > Sonata moans a little, shifting her weight from leg to leg > As you grip her rear more firmly, you catch glimpses of her womanhood from between her cheeks > Finally you spread her ass, looking fully upon her puckered hole and slit > "Oh Anon~, what ever could you be doing?" > What are you doing? > You are... "Teasing you." > You let go, then give her rump a good swat > Look at all that jiggling > Nice > Bluey straightens up, rubbing her butt and frowning petulantly > "That's not a very nice way of thanking me for touching my butt." "You know, you're right." > You wrap her up in a tight hug, her arms trapped at her sides > She practically melts in your arms > "Mmmm, that's better." > You give her an extra tight squeeze, then let her go > Sonata staggers a bit, a dopey grin on her face "Shall we go back to camp?" > "What ever you say, Anon." > Stupid sexy Sonata > You make it back to the camp without further incident > Admittedly, with far more glances at Bluey's rear than normal, but that's to be expected > You find Aria cutting paper into little humanoid dolls, a fire burning merrily not to far away > Well, you didn't expect that, but it's not too surprising > Adagio is simply napping in her camping chair, an open book draped across her stomach > Cute > Bluey skips over to the fire > "So, Aria, let me see your wood!" > "Go away." > "C'mon, show me your long, thick, sticky tree branch~." > Aria picks up her ax > "You know, I was thinking of adding more limbs to the fire. How nice of you to volunteer." > Sonata sprints away, hiding behind you > "Save me!" > You just sigh "You girls want to play card games or something?" > Purple Panda gives you a blank look > "Can I burn them?" "No." > "Then that's my answer." > Right > You look over your shoulder "What about you, bluey?" > "Bluey?" > Oh, you did say that out loud "It's a nickname." > She beams at you > "I like it!" > Good, but "So, you up for a card game?" > "Well, I don't actually know any." "You don't know any? You're a thousand years old!" > Aria looks up at that > "Older, actually. Does it bother you, being preyed upon by three ancient women?" > You roll your eyes "Maybe I would be, except that you all look like smoking hot teenagers. But seriously, how does Sonata not know how to play a single card game?" > Purple punk gives you a flat look > "She's Sonata." "Ah, right." > The girl in question scowls > "Hey, stop talking like I'm not here." > You turn and stare deeply into her eyes "Yes?" > A blush rises to her cheeks > "I- I just never got around to it, alright?" "I believe you." > Bluey sighs happily, leaning on your chest > Aria coughs > "You actually touched her butt." > Your eyes snap to the firebug "How can you possibly know that?" > She rolls her eyes > "We've been together for over a thousand years. You pick up on certain tells over time." > Now that she mentions it, Sonata did have an uncanny hugging sense "Fair enough." > "Hardly. You've grabbed Adagio's boobs, Sonata's butt, and nothing of mine." "I seem to remember you vigorously rubbing your crotch against mine." > She tosses one of her paper people cutouts into the fire > "That was Mister Rogers talking. You haven't really touched me." > This is a really weird conversation, especially while you have a cute blue girl nuzzling your chest "Do you... want me to touch you?" > Just then, Adagio starts to stir > Aria glances between the her and you quickly > She practically hisses, "Yes!" > Your self-preservation instincts kick in and you set bluey in a camping chair before finding your own > Adagio raises her head and looks blearily around "Have a nice nap?" > Orangy focuses on you > "I suppose. I see you returned safely." "Indeed." > "Good. Right..." > She scratches her head tiredly, then looks up at the mid afternoon sun > "Shall we play a game?" "Do you have one in mind?" > Adagio leans back in her chair, stroking her book like a cat > "Sequence." > Sonata jumps excitedly > "Oh! I love sequence!" > Aria is suspicious > "What are you planning, Adagio?" > Orangy leans forward > "There aren't enough colors for four players. I was thinking we could do teams, and the losers have to cook all the meals for the rest of the trip." > Aria glances at Sonata apprehensively > Adagio catches this > "I see you understand. One last thing: you choose the teams." > Purple Panda raises her eyebrows > Sonata looks around, sensing the increased tension > "Um, Anon could just take my place..." > Orangy smiles > "That's nice of you, but it's more fun to play together. Now hush, Mommy's scheming." > Aria considers her choices, a series of expressions crossing her face > Finally she settles on a frown > "Anon and I against you and Sonata." > Adagio leaps out of her chair in on sinuous motion > "Come on, Sonata, let's plan our strategy." > Bluey skips over happily, and the two of them whisper heatedly while digging in the supply pile > Aria draws you aside > "You do know how to play, right?" "Connect five, discard playing cards to put checkers on the board. It's been a while, but yeah I know how. But before we talk strategy, are you sure you want Sonata cooking for us?" > Professor Plum gives you a flat look > "There is no strategy. We must lose." "Oh, kay. So why did you volunteer to be on the losing team?" > "If you look at it the right way, I'm apologizing to Adagio, she's forgiving me, and we are both managing Sonata." > You lead her over to the picnic table and sit down "Okay, I can see how taking the penalty is apologizing, but how is she forgiving you?" > Aria stares down at her lap, and bites her lip > "Get to spend time with-" > The sequence board hits the table with dull clatter > Sonata grins > "Game time!" > Your hand sucks > Two wilds, a one-eyed jack and three others clustered around the corners > Normally, that'd be great, but you are fighting for a world where pancakes don't have eggshells in them > You notice Adagio nod in your peripheral vision > As you play one of the normal cards, Sonata fans herself with her hand > "Ugh, it's so hot out here, like, for realzies." > Aria rolls her eyes > "It's summertime, Sonata, it's supposed to be hot out." > Bluey just sticks her tongue out and plays a card, seemingly at random > As the game develops, the ditz keeps on complaining about the heat > It's kinda annoying, and Aria isn't enduring it well > You'd be the same way, but then Sonata pulls at her shirt, exposing a little more cleavage > One of the times, she catches you looking, and smirks in response > The board is starting to fill up, making it increasingly hard to make bad, but not obvious moves > It's your turn again, and you pause, considering your options > "This is just too much, I need to cool down." > Aria rolls her eyes > "Really, you are the-" > Bluey shucks off her shirt > 420 stops talking > That bra... you're pretty sure it's a size too small > Not that you're complaining > Adagio nudges you > "Come on Anon, your turn." "Oh, right." > You take off your shirt as well > Ah yes, blushes all around > Purple Panda coughs > "You're turn to play a card, Anon." "Oh, right." >Sonata crosses her arms below her bust, lifting it slightly > Okay, you know exactly what she is doing > That doesn't stop you from keeping your eyes on the prize > Boobs > You select a card at random from your hand, and discard it > Aria groans > "That's a wild, Anon. Please tell me you meant to play that." > You glance at the card "Oh. Yes, I definitely meant to do that." > You scan the board quickly, and drop a checker on an empty space in the middle > Sonata grins, slamming down her card > "We just got a sequence! In. Your. Face! You thought you could have Anon on your team, and we would be all distracted, fantasizing about his dick, when instead it is Anon fantasizing about my dick!" > ... > What > Bluey shakes her chest in Aria's face > "Who's the worst now, huh?" > Explosive Eggplant glares at you from across the table and behind the blue foothills of paradise > "Anon, we are going to beat this blithering idiot. First in the game, then with planks of wood with nails in them." "Okay." > Aria surges up, knocking Sonata back to her seat > Your teammate grabs you by your shoulders and shakes you vigorously > "NO, NOT OKAY, I AM TIRED OF THIS SHIT, AND WE ARE GOING TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT! AM I UNDERSTOOD?" > She pauses, and the world stops blurring "Yes ma'am, I understand ma'am." > "Good." > She drops you, and you collapse onto your seat > Aria sits, gives her a hand a sour once-over, and slaps a card down > The game moves on, and you find your gaze increasingly drawn to Sonata's bust > Adagio pauses on her turn > "Hmmm, doesn't it seem like Anon hasn't been playing his best? I wonder why that could be." > Sonata chuckles evilly > Aria scowls > "He's the worst teammate." "Rude." > Adagio smirks > "Oh Aria, how does it feel to know that Sonata is better at managing him than you are?" > With that, she plays her card > Professor Plum growls > "Anon, look at me." > You look up from your hand > Aria is blushing, and taking off her jacket > You bite your lip > Dose shoulders > She looks straight into your eyes > "Here's the deal. You make good plays, you get to see more. Got it?" > You swallow "Got it." > You take a serious look at the board > To be honest, it's not that hard to make good plays, there are lots of runs of three everywhere > Wait > Oh hell yes > You slap down the jack of diamonds "How do you like that, we got a sequence too." > After placing the checker, you raise an eyebrow at Aria > She averts her eyes, but slowly lifts her top, exposing a fair bit of the underside of her breasts > Adagio peeks at your lap > "Oh, well done, he likes that." > The grouch lowers her top, blushing furiously > "Good." > Sonata rubs her chin > "So that's the way you want to play, huh?" > Aria scowls at her > "No, this is the way you wanted to play. Now take your stupid turn." > "Fine, fine. What a grump." > Your beleaguered teammate turns to Adagio > "Can I please kill her? Please?" > Orangy simply smiles > "Now now, if I'm not allowed to kill you, you aren't allowed to kill her." > Aria sits back with a sigh > Bluey happily makes her play, yet another checker in a random spot > A few more plays, and it's back to you > Sonata is fussing with something behind her back > "Oh, Anon~!" "Yes?" > Just as her bra begins to sag, she brings an arm around to hold it up > The straps hang loose off her shoulders > "If you make a bad move, I'll make a move too!" "Huh." > Adagio grins at Aria's reddening face > "Can you match that deal? Or are your breasts not enough to match, let alone overcome her influence?" "Wait, " > Purple Panda takes a deep breath > "I have faith in Anon's ability to recognize true beauty." "Thanks, but," > Sonata drops her arm, baring her chest > Recognize this!" > Jiggle jiggle > Aria shucks off her top, thrusting her bare chest out proudly > She glares at you haughtily > "Well?" > So this is what Paris of Troy felt like > Wait a second > He had three "I think I would need the full range, to truly make a judgment." > Bluey cocks her head to the side > "Full range? Like this?" > She lifts her melons high, then lets them fall > Such jiggling "Wow. No, I meant that Aphrodite and Athena stand before me, but Hera has yet to reveal herself." > She is even more confused, looking around curiously > "Where are they? I'm not seeing anyone else..." > Aria, still flustered, raises an eyebrow at Adagio > "He means that we are goddesses, and that Adagio should show off her boobs." > Sonata giggles at that > Orangy's composure begins to fail > "I don't see why-" > Aria puts her hands on her hips > "Everyone else is topless. Join us." > Bluey nods enthusiastically > "Joooiiiin uuuuuussss!" > You scoot a little closer, your hip pressing against hers > You wrap an arm around her back, your hand resting on her other hip > She looks at you, your faces so close > You whisper, low and rough "Join us." > Adagio blushes and averts her eyes > "Fine, you weirdos." > Sonata cheers at that > Orangy takes it slow, shedding layers until she's just wearing a bra > Aria rests her chin on her interlaced fingers > "Go on, it's nothing we haven't all seen before." > Adagio scowls at her > "Anon hasn't!" > Lavender Bender considers this > "Nothing we haven't all groped before." > Sonata looks at you with big eyes > "Whaaaaatttt?" > You hold your hands defensively "It was to save Aria's life." > Orangy stands up > "Everyone be quiet! I'll do it, just stop talking." > Aria makes eye contact with you > "That's what she said." > Your breath bursts out of your mouth, and you try to pass off the sound as a cough > Adagio just glares at you two, then sighs > She unhooks her bra and neatly puts it on the pile of clothes beside her > "Happy?" > She sits back down "Very." > You put your hand to your chin, carefully examining each of the glorious racks before you > Sonata's is definitely the plumpest, and she wiggles a little while under your thorough gaze > Nice > You turn to Aria, who is not as comfortable as she would like you to think about being topless > Hers are perky, but somewhat substantial > If you had to guess, they would be almost exactly a handful > She relaxes somewhat as your gaze turns to the third siren > Adagio has to stop herself from covering up, settling on keeping her tense fists in her lap, her arms pressing against the sides of her bared breasts > Even then, it's obvious that she has the smallest set, a fact of which she is thoroughly aware > Yet somehow, her shyness and insecurity makes her boobs all the cuter > You glance down at her hand of cards, and sigh "Ladies, I must preface this decision with the statement that you all have wonderful breasts, and I would love to shower them with attention and kisses." > You are pretty sure each of the girls is rubbing their thighs together at that thought > Adagio certainly is "However, I must say that the pair that appeal to me the most, belong to Aria." > Aria covers her mouth in surprise, blushing deeply > Sonata is a little put out, but she shrugs and pats Pigtails on the back > "Congratulations!" > Adagio is hit rather harder by this revelation > She brings her arms to her chest and hunches over a little > You put your arm around her shoulder and squeeze her reassuringly "I still find you very, very attractive." > Orangy looks up at you, her eyes a turmoil of emotion "After all, you are more than your mammaries." > With that you withdraw your arm, and lightly trace a finger from the nape of her neck, down her spine and to her waist before pulling completely away > Her back arches at the stimulation, and she inhales sharply > You grin, and turn back to the game "While this has been fun, it's ultimately moot." > You drop your last wild, blocking off one potential sequence "They have two more ready to go, and Adagio has a wild." > Sonata gazes at the board in amazement > "We won! Ahaha! Yes yes yes!" > Aria tries to scowl, but she ends up looking at you with an indecipherable expression on her face > Adagio starts putting her clothes back on immediately > "I had wondered how long we could keep it going, but this is an acceptable end." > She glances up at you > "I'll be in our tent. Let me know when dinner is ready." > She strolls away, head held high > Sonata busies herself with putting the game away, blissfully content to leave the girls hanging out > She makes shooing motions at team Arianon > "You have fallen before the mighty, the busty, the invincible Sonata! Go and make her foo..." > She frowns > "Hey, you get to make dinner! What about me?" > You pat her shoulder > "You win some, you lose some. Did you at least have fun playing the game?" > Sonata pauses, then smiles at you > "Yup! Aaaand I won! How cool is that?" "Pretty cool." > With that she prances off to her tent, carrying the game with her > That leaves... > Aria approaches, looking you straight in the eye > "I want you to touch me like you touched Adagio." > She turns around, presenting her bare back to you > You reach out with a single finger, > "Start from the bottom." > Alright > You lightly touch the pad of your middle finger to where her spine meets her pants > Her breath hitches > You slowly trace up her spine, relishing the sensation and her shuddering breaths > As your finger grazes up the nape of her neck, her back arches, her breasts thrust out and forward > As you pull your finger away, her breathing begins to return to normal > "Th-thanks, Anon." > She goes to collect her clothes "Any time." > Aria pauses > "Anytime? Really?" > You'd say yes, but... "Anytime it wouldn't get me killed." > She smiles at that, and gets dressed > "Fair enough. Now let's make dinner."