Dream Girl Ch. 07 - Sleepover

She dreaded heading out to the other areas of the house with the way the day had gone, but she hadn't seen any messages from Cissy on her phone or had any other contact with her. It was late enough in the morning that she should have had time for breakfast and then to head back down to the library, but she wanted to check.

Andie wandered down the long hallway at the other end from what she considered her temporary guest room, no matter what other people seemed to imply about her housing status, to see if Cissy was around. She hadn't seen her since the previous afternoon and she was a little worried about everything that happened.

She made it to the door and saw another dinner tray from the night sitting there, mostly uneaten from what she could tell, with some doodles on the cloth napkin peeking out from the mess. Or maybe it was from dinner and breakfast, but there only seemed to be the one tray and nothing breakfast like. She raised her fist to knock, stopping just short of the door as she reconsidered. She was nervous and could only imagine how Cissy felt, but there was an ache inside that was going to gnaw at her until she did something about it.

"Fuck me, if she hasn't gotten under my skin enough already that I want to do right by that girl." Andie said to the door, but since she knew it was the strong and silent type, she didn't expect a response. She raised her fist again and let her knuckles fall against the wood enough times so that anyone inside might have heard it, and waited for a response, rubbing her knuckles as the wood was as hard as the hinges and latch were silent. Definitely a conspiracy.

She stood for a few more seconds, not in any hurry to face the next possible battleground, but she knew she should head to the Library. That seemed to be the closest thing the house had to a Family Room since the family was always there, Andie once again imagined the capitalization on the GPS app for the non-existent space.

In her short time with them, she had managed to wear a decent groove in the path from her room to the Library and the adjacent den of iniquity, and was starting to feel like she knew her way around a bit already. When she entered the Library, she knew that at least Narcissa was already there, but couldn't tell if Divinity had just left or if she just marked the territory a little heavier given her maturity.

She walked to the back corner, where everyone seemed to love to gather in every room in the house, and saw the stack of books and a pen, but had to look to the side to see Narcissa staring out the window daydreaming from what Andie could tell.

"You weren't at dinner last night." Andie said to break the silence and to let her know she was there, but Narcissa didn't need to be told someone had entered. There was a reason the doors had to be so well maintained in order for Narcissa to not be bothered by their creaking and clanking. No matter how hard they tried she could still hear them

"Wasn't really up for it." Narcissa replied, sounding a bit down. "Can you blame me?"

Andie heard the hurt in her voice and recognized it all too well. She was usually on the receiving end, but found out it didn't feel any better when you were the one who caused it. She knew at that point that Narcissa had managed to wedge herself deeply inside and crawl into her heart even if Andie hadn't intended to leave it as open as she did. She decided, for the moment, to just continue on in typical Andie style.

"No, I guess not, but it would have been nice to have you there, your mother has a very healthy appetite." Andie replied. "Could have used the moral support as I tried to stand my ground and just keep the conversation civil. I didn't eat much, and what I did really didn't want to stay down, but I forced it too. Also slept like shit thinking about it, and you, a lot about you."

Narcissa made sure to hide the tiny smile she felt crinkling her lips at hearing Andie's words, but more so the tone she used to deliver them. They hadn't known each other long, but she had figured out early on that Andie was a pretty open book about things and you knew where you stood with her.

"Yes, she does. She always had from what I can tell. Not sure how she keeps such a trim figure." Narcissa decided to try showing her sense of humor a bit and caught Andie off guard and made her feel bad for laughing while they were being completely serious. "She's been alone for quite a while, really all the time we've been a family. My dad was great in some ways, but they never had a deep emotional bond and he honestly didn't fit in with the family. I was never sure how they ever ended up together."

"And your uncle Horace? How does he fit in with all of this? You said he was the only one on your dad's side that fit in here." Andie started to feel like they could just talk, and it took the edge off her worry about her usual overreaching tendencies.

"Yeah, he's great. Best I can tell he must have been my dad's wingman or something, always cracking a joke at the right time and keeping everything light when they first started dating. He is still a funny guy, but in a way that fits better here than with his own family." Narcissa shared what she could, but Andie had the sense that so much of it was ancient history that really wasn't spoken about often in their household. "When my parents split, fairly early on, he was more heartbroken than my dad really. Dad just wanted out, and hasn't been around much since, but Horace stayed around to help out as he had been anyway, and became a good friend to mother. One she badly needed for all the life changes she would go through in such a short time. Her own family almost abandoned her after a couple of the elder generation passed on and her preferences became more widely known."

"Strict household upbringing I assume, that can be hard on anyone." Andie replied, doing her best to show some sympathy as she was long past the point of dealing with other people's hangups over her own sexuality. "What about you?"

"Me? I threw myself into my studies and closed myself off from the emotional trauma of friendship and the foolishness of love, for the most part." Narcissa explained so much in so few words that Andie felt she should somehow remember it enough to understand her better. "Auntie Rose was the last one around, my great aunt whose room you share now. She was different from most of the others, open, a free spirit, not sexually bound to the norm and that helped my mom, and to some extent me, when feelings didn't properly align with expectations. When she passed on it was a more difficult blow than all the others and she took a little while to recover, but she found her footing and a new mission that you've wandered yourself into."

"Wait now, what? Room, I share?" Andie hadn't fully absorbed the latest outpouring of the soul and fixated on just the one part.

"Little family lore, and a side joke. Seriously." Narcissa shook her head in disbelief that anyone would even consider what she said in any other way. Andie didn't seem that uptight to let a silly ghost story bother her, but maybe she did have her limits.

"Right, joke. Still figuring out your visual cues. You have an interesting body language." Andie replied casually, not even thinking about her phrasing.

"Oh, you've been studying my body to see what makes me tick, have you?" Andie heard a little bit of Divinity in Narcissa's tone and the look in her eyes started to heat Andie up. "Silly me, I'm just full of it today, aren't I."

Andie wasn't sure who she was talking to now, as the shy and moody girl she first met seemed to have moved out overnight.

"While we're actually talking, I did have one other question that has stuck in my head. Divinity Cross, sounds like a pseudonym or nom de plume or something. Is that actually your mom's real name?"

"Haha, yeah, sounds stuffy and fake, doesn't it? She took that name when she briefly entered a religious order of sorts after the split. She was trying to find her way, a little confused, or really a lot confused, and poisoned by all the family's views. She didn't last long, as it turned out the order wasn't as much religion as it was a sex cult. You would think my mother would have enjoyed that, but let's just say it was much different from what she expected. She kept the name as it felt like a clean break from her other self, a new beginning, and she thought it sounded powerful and direct."

"I don't think any of her power comes from the name, but if that works for her, who am I to argue?" Andie shifted back to her predicament. "So, for those other girls, your mother said they didn't make it to their second day here, that doesn't sound right from how you describe things."

"Is that what she said? Typical. She has her own perspective on things sometimes." Narcissa answered. "I think what she meant to say is that they didn't make it past the first night without sleeping with her. You've been much stronger, a little harder to crack. I'm not even sure if mother thought you were into girls for a while. But the others fell under her spell, and fell hard. I never had a chance to even get to know them."

"What about me? Are you getting to know me better?" Andie asked, hopeful.

"In my own way, yes. I sometimes have a hard time opening up about anything real, but you are so open and welcoming. The others seemed pretty fake or were just pretending once they found out how fancy their lives could be. I hope they are getting the treatment they need and are recovering well."

"In your own way like lurking in my dreams?" Andie was still pushing her own theory, but by this time Narcissa was more receptive to the other version of crazy being cast about, so she took it amazingly well.

"Still no idea what you're talking about." Narcissa deadpanned, but in a warmer way than her moody self from the first few encounters.

"Still sticking with your story. That's okay, I won't push, but something's up." Andie tried to express her confusion about all the things that had happened to her since she arrived and couldn't really imagine any other explanation.

"Not sure what to tell you to make you believe me, but I'm all ears if you have any suggestions." Narcissa really was in an uncharacteristically fair mood and wasn't just shutting down Andie's assertions which gave Andie a little more confidence in suggesting a solution.

"How about we have a sleepover, in my room and we'll see what happens?" Andie said like a schoolgirl asking her bestie to stay the night.

"Sounds like fun, but no funny business." Narcissa said plainly and definitively, trying to extablish and least one ground rule.

"What other kind of business is there?" Andie asked jokingly, hoping to keep the conversation light.

"But I promise, I won't start any if you don't."

"Believe me, you'd know it if I did." Narcissa replied as they both laughed a bit and looked forward to the upcoming night.

......

Andie wasn't sure what she was expecting when Narcissa arrived at her door later that night. She was still in her own house with all of her things, so she didn't really need to bring an overnight bag or anything. After the door was opened, she stood waiting for an invitation to enter as Andie looked at her for a little longer than she needed to.

"You do remember me, right?" Narcissa joked. "Can I come in or did you decide to invite someone else over instead?"

Andie shook her gaze from the vision in front of her and stood to the side to allow her to pass. She had taken off all of the regular heavier makeup she usually wore and was just a blank slate of alabaster with the lightest lip liner to keep up basic appearances. The pale look wasn't just a gimmick, she had nearly porcelain skin without a touch of anything and the bits of dim light around the hallway and room reflected off her so much that she almost glowed.

She walked by and Andie took in another lungful of her essence. She was starting to enjoy it way too much now, with the subtle, and not so subtle nuances of the two of them teasing her and confusing her at the same time. Narcissa's was such a bold and powerful freshness, with the undertones that would remind someone of her lineage had they ever met her mother. The essence stood in stark contrast to the personality she projected and betrayed her sullen outlook.

She had on a black robe that almost drained the rest of the light from the room, but she removed it shortly after entering to reveal a very short night dress that looked like it could have been pillaged from her mother's collection. It wasn't quite sheer, but it didn't do much to cover anything either, with lace trim above the cups and at the bottom hem, that hung just below her hips. Andie couldn't tell if she had on anything else or not and was more focused on making sure she didn't trip over her own jaw that had nearly fallen to the floor at seeing this presentation.

"You look beautiful." Andie said without any thought or emotion as her brain had been mostly deactivated.

"Thank you. I try to keep it simple while I sleep." Narcissa said, but Andie wasn't sure if she was referring to the delicate outfit or her beauty routine or the simple seductiveness she hid during the day. Andie's heart and hormones didn't seem to be worried about resolving that line of thinking.

"I feel underdressed now." Andie said, still trying to recover. "Guess I could find something else in the closet."

"Andie, you're trying too hard at this. We're just having a little sleepover to disprove your theory. Like I said, this is how I usually sleep, nothing special just for you." Narcissa had on the closest thing Andie had seen to a basic, normal, genuine smile and it confused her more than it should. She almost started to worry more seeing Narcissa with most, or maybe all, of her guard down.

"If you're sure, I'm still trying to figure this all out." Andie replied, starting to get back to finishing her nighttime routine and getting ready for bed. "Nice plushie, is that a raven? Never mind, of course it's a raven. Why would I even need to ask."

Narcissa giggled a little. "Of course. It's the family emblem and I would always end up getting them as gifts. This one is Nevermore, he's been my trusted companion for years now." Narcissa said as she held out the plush that she was clutching at her side.

"Oh, from the poem. Well, at least I remember that part, but that's not its name, right, just was it says. I mean in the poem." Andie said, trying to sound smart.

"I was young when I got him, so what did I know, but it seemed to fit. And I think he likes it, too." Narcissa said while giving him a big hug.

"He looks amazing for a plush you've had for that long." Andie continued on. "You would think he'd look more tattered."

"More family secrets." Narcissa admitted. "Pretty sure he's enchanted somehow, but no one would ever fess up to anything, so I just spread my rumors. Are you ready for bed, or are we going to just chat standing up like this all night?"

Normally, Andie wouldn't pause a moment when asked that question by just about any other woman, especially a budding seductress dressed like she was, but this whole experience had her on edge in ways she hadn't been before. Plus, as Narcissa had indicated they were here for science and not just fooling around. This was serious bedtime research.

"Sure. Do you have a favorite side?" Andie asked.

"Hmm, hadn't thought about it, but your left boob looks a little bit bigger, so maybe that one. From your face, you're unnaturally symmetrical, which is both a turn-on and kind of creepy to be honest." Narcissa dropped another wall and broke down some more barriers as she just kept surprising Andie.

"I meant, side of the bed, but I'll take that as well." Andie replied with a smile of her own. "And what do you mean, kind of creepy. To be fair that's a little odd coming from you, if I'm allowed to be honest for a moment."

"You think I'm kind of creepy? That's kind of hot." Narcissa continued with her surprises, apparently Andie had unlocked a new level in their relationship and wasn't sure what to expect anymore.

"Sorry, I was kind of implying hot creepy, so at least you took it the right way." Andie rolled down the covers and climbed into her borrowed bed. "Care to join me then?" Sliding in and fluffing up her left boob a little in a joking gesture, the firm flesh rippling slightly under the basic tank style cami that she was able to find buried back among some obviously less favorable outfits in the massive trove of clothes.

Narcissa giggled and climbed in, surprising Andie once more before they even got started on sleepover activities by snuggling up against her left side and resting her head on her chest. Andie didn't know what to make of the gesture nor what else to do with her arm but rest it along Narcissa's back. She tugged awkwardly at the covers to pull them up a bit, then slid her hand back under to run along the silky material of the sheer sleep dress that was now next to her. She wanted to trace her fingers along the slim back muscles she could feel tense and relax as Narcissa settled herself in for the night, but hadn't quite figured it all out in her head and was still focused on the serious science ahead of them.

She was surprised when Narcissa lifted her head and planted a firm kiss on her boob then rolled over to face the other way, still tightly snuggled up, but no longer fondling her.

"What? That's it? You can't just get me all worked up and then say good night." Andie said, sounding more than a little exasperated.

"Well, technically I never said good night, so good night I guess, if that will make you feel better." Narcissa replied, sounding more like her usual self. "What were you expecting, we've just finally started to talk normally and I was just going to go after you?"

"Well, yeah, kind of. Ot at least the same thing you did the other night in my room, only while I'm awake this time." Andie responded, still sure Narcissa was hiding something from her.

"As I believe I've already told you, I haven't been sneaking into your room at night, but it's not like I won't start at some point, if that's what you're worried about." Narcissa added.

"But now you've kind of teased me and strung me along in bed, with us together." Andie replied, staring up at the ceiling, or whatever was there in the dark, she never bothered to pay attention and couldn't remember if the old bed had a canopy or something.

"Who asked whom to this sleepover anyway? I should be the one wondering why you haven't taken me yet; some host you are." Narcissa joked. "Plus, what kind of girl do you think I am, Miss Andie Hawk? I'm not my mother after all. So, again, good night and sweet dreams."

"Funny, very funny." Andie said with a heavy sigh. "Just fucking hilarious."

"Oh good, that's what people really get about me, my sense of humor." Narcissa had lifted her head and turned a bit to talk to Andie, but rolled back over when she finished.

"Oh, yeah, laugh a minute." Andie grumbled as she got herself comfortable and rolled over as well.

Once she settled in, she was surprised to feel Narcissa turn again and drape an arm around her waist, then burrow as deeply into her as she could. Two surprisingly firm breasts dug into Andie's back along with extremely erect nipples, which she assumed was partly caused by the sheer fabric rubbing this way and that as she kept shifting around. Andie wasn't complaining and could feel her arousal rising as the two hard buttons kept rubbing against her as Narcissa was still settling in now that she was on her other side. Andie wasn't sure she was going to get to sleep very quickly if it kept up much longer, but luckily it subsided and Narcissa drifted off shortly after one last hard snuggle.

Now if Andie could just manage the same. She assumed Narcissa was playing her little game and was probably going to start in on her plan shortly, which would suit Andie just fine given that she realized just how turned on she had become from all the attention each of Narcissa's misbehaving body parts had been showing her. But nothing came from it and she just lie there, staring into the darkness again, wondering what was there. Aside from having a living, breathing plush tucked up beside her about as close as any two humans could be, she might as well have been alone. Then a random thought dashed through her mind which she quickly quashed as she decided she needn't split hairs about exactly how she defined Narcissa or any of her family members while her mind wandered where it sometimes did.

Since she felt it would be awkward to roll to face Narcissa, even though it was her favorite side to sleep on, the one occupied by an attractive and nearly naked woman, she rolled over the other way to try to finally get to sleep. It took more effort than she wanted to admit, but eventually all the thoughts running around in her head tired each other out and she too drifted into dreamland.

......

After an unknown, yet seemingly all too brief period of sleep she awoke, this time with a start, and like clockwork Andie's dream came on hard. She wasn't used to such vivid dreams, so she knew something had to be up. She felt the same unusually strong hands forcing her legs apart no matter how hard she tried to close them. The hungry mouth was down on her in a flash, diving deeply between her lips. She couldn't remember any of her other partners having this kind of appetite before so she decided it had to be a dream, but what a dream it was. Her body rose and fell in rhythm with the head between her legs as it moved against her. She wanted to reach down to hold it in place so she could get some leverage as the intermittent contact and changing sensations were driving her higher, but keeping her from closing the deal.

She reached her hands out, but stopped, not wanting to break the spell of the dream if that's what it was, but it was driving her crazy. She was writhing, and trying to figure out what she should do when she heard a voice right by her ear.

"It's not easy for me to sleep over here with you making all that noise and rocking the bed like that." Narcissa said sleepily, rubbing her eyes as she turned over onto her back.

"Wait, if you're still right there, and you're awake, then this isn't a dream is it." Andie said, breathlessly as she was still being attacked. She reached out to lift the bedcovers up for a peek.

"Oh, that explains the essence, the say I'm very much like her." Narcissa said with her usual deadpan while Andie freaked out. "Hi Auntie Rose." Narcissa gave a little friendly wave down at the vision between Andie's legs.

"Mm Mmph Umph." The figure replied still buried within Andie's now sopping wet folds as Andie let out a small shriek, just about cumming as the figure mumbled into her.

Catching her breath again while continuing to freak out, Andie asked. "It's your dead great Aunt? Your dead great Aunt is fucking down on me, eating my fucking cunt and all you can say is Hi Auntie Rose?" Andie was more than a bit annoyed. "Do something."

"What do you want me to do about her? She's having fun, you're having fun, what's the harm?" Narcissa asked like it was all a big joke. "Oh wait." Cissy leaned over at that moment and locked her mouth down on one of Andie's unusually hard nipples, pressing her lips together firmly over her teeth to clamp down on it. She squeezed for a bit, then popped off harshly.

"What the fuck was that?" Andie said rubbing her sore nipple and looking at Narcissa, visibly upset.

"In case you wonder if it's me next time sneaking into your room at night. That's much more my style. Or maybe I'll give you that special piercing you want when you least expect it."

"Funny." Andie said as her voice rose higher with the nonstop action her pussy was still receiving. She reached over to grab at Narcissa's arm and clutched her as her legs closed down on Auntie Rose's head and her body tensed. She squeezed Narcissa hard and received and equally shrill shriek in response.

"I see you learn quickly." as Narcissa was rubbing her breast after Andie had pinned it between her hand and Narcissa's own arm by mistake. She then reached out and grabbed both of Andie's tits and rubbed them hard with her hands. "God damn those tits are firm, you lucky little bitch."

As Andie finished her descent from her second peak, Auntie Rose faded away.

She didn't get to enjoy the afterglow of her climax as much as usual as she was stirred from the relaxed feelings by a hard twist of both her nipples.

"Hey!" Andie shouted as her hands went to knock away Narcissa's hands, but she hit them just as they were finishing their not so gentle pulling and she let out another shriek as she thought they would be torn off. "What they fuck was that for?"

"I assumed you liked it a little rough after you squeezed me so hard. My tits can't take the same kind of abuse as your rock-hard pillows. Jeez." Narcissa went back to rubbing her own sore breast as Andie just shook her head trying to comfort her own nipples that felt like they would need to be surgically reattached, but she realized they were still fine, just sore.

"A little is one thing, that was a bit much." Andie said as she turned her attention back to Narcissa.

"Sorry, maybe a did get a little car--" Narcissa was interrupted by a pair of lips on hers, pressing firmly as she felt a tongue gently teasing its way inside. The kiss wasn't very long, but when Andie broke it off, she slid down and planted a couple wet, suckling kisses on each of Narcissa's breasts, teasing her nipples with her tongue, before returning fully to her side of the bed.

"--ried away with that." Narcissa finished, in a much softer tone than she had started. "Sorry again."

"No harm, I guess, but let's try to be a little gentler in the future. If there is any future." Andie said. "Are we ever going to be able to discuss what all this was about tonight, the whole thing with Auntie Rose?"

"Why wouldn't there be a future? Oh, you mean like with us? Well, that's still up to you and mother really." Narcissa replied. "And it's like I said, they never did find her body." With that, Narcissa seemed to end the conversation as she rolled back over and returned to sleep once more leaving Andie to try to parse through the latest of their exchange and see if she could make any sense of it.