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Bella reached forward with an annoyed huff and snatched the next card from the small pile on the coffee table, her short hair falling messily over one eye as she turned it around to read what was written there, and the moment her eyes scanned the words her expression twisted into pure irritation mixed with disbelief.
"What the fuck is this." she muttered in that sharp, annoyed voice she always used when something pushed her buttons, her face scrunching up like she had just tasted something sour while still sitting firmly on Ethan's lap with her firm round ass pressed down against him.
Mom, who was still comfortably settled on Max's lap with her heavy F-cup breasts straining against the tight red qipao and one arm draped casually around his shoulder, tilted her head with gentle curiosity and asked softly, "What happened, sweetie?"
Bella didn't even look up at first, her cheeks still flushed from all the wine as she read the dare aloud in a flat, irritated tone. "Make your partner's dick hard by any means necessary."
The words hung in the air for a second, making the whole room feel even hotter than it already was and the tension that had been building all night.
Ethan let out a low giggle from behind her, his hands still resting on her waist as he leaned in a little closer and teased, "I think she can't even do this one. Poor princess probably doesn't know how."
Bella turned her head just enough to shoot him a glare over her shoulder, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she replied. "Haha, like I'm going to fall for your stupid taunts. Keep dreaming, asshole."
She leaned forward again, her short blue mini dress riding up even higher on her thighs, and picked up one of the full glasses of wine from the table, holding it in front of her for a moment while staring at the dark liquid like she was weighing her options.
She already looked pretty drunk, her movements a little unsteady, but after a few seconds she tilted her head back and gulped the entire drink down in one breath. Some of the wine overflowed from the sides of her lips, spilling down her chin and flowing in thin red streams that traced over her milky white skin before disappearing into the deep cleavage pushed up by her strapless dress.
Ethan watched the whole thing with obvious amusement and commented right away, "Damn, look at that. How many of those are you planning to drink tonight, Bella? At this rate you're gonna be wasted before we even get to the good dares."
Bella wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, a few drops still clinging to her lower lip as she shot back "As many as I need to. I can drink every single time if I want. This is the easiest game I've ever played. I just have to drink and you idiots get nothing."
She let out a short laugh that sounded a bit too forced, then added with a smirk "See? No big deal. Keep your stupid dares. I'm fine just sitting here and finishing these glasses."
Max chuckled from under Mom, his hand still resting high between her thighs under the slit of the qipao as he said, "You say that now, but the night is still young. Those penalties add up fast."
Bella rolled her eyes and replied, "Whatever. Bring the next one. I'm not scared of a little wine."
The turn moved clockwise and it became Mom and Max's pair next. Ethan leaned forward this time, reaching out to pick up the card with a cocky grin on his face before reading it aloud in a clear voice. "Let your partner bury his face in your breasts… or the opposite if you are a man."
Bella immediately snatched the card from his hand and scanned it quickly, her eyebrows raising as she confirmed "It's true. That's exactly what it says."
Max shrugged with that easy smile of his and said, "You thought I was lying? Told you this game was going to be extreme."
Mom looked a little puzzled at first, then her cheeks turned a deeper shade of pink as the meaning fully sank in, and she said hesitantly, "Uhm… I'm not sure if we can do… this."
Ethan jumped in right away with a teasing tone, "You can always have a drink if you don't want to do the dare, Elena. No pressure."
Bella nodded quickly from Ethan's lap and added, "Yeah, Mom, just drink. It's not worth it."
Mom gave an awkward little laugh, trying to make light of it as she replied "But… I've already drank too much tonight. I don't think my bladder can hold that much more."
She shifted slightly on Max's lap, her heavy breasts jiggling softly with the movement, but the joke didn't quite land and the room stayed tense.
I didn't understand why Mom would have to drink when Max was the one who had picked the card, so I spoke up quickly. "Wait, why Mom? Max picked the card, not her."
Bella turned toward me with a surprised look and said. "Yeah, you're right. You're not as stupid as I thought, Robbie. Good catch."
Max nodded casually but pointed out. "Yeah, of course, but I'm not the one denying the dare. The penalty goes to whoever refuses to complete it."
The argument started heating up a little with everyone throwing in comments, but before it could go further Mom raised her hand gently to stop the bickering and said in a soft but firm voice, "Wait, stop fighting. It's not that big of a deal."
Without giving anyone more time to react, she grabbed Max's face with both hands and pulled him forward, burying his face straight between her massive tits that were pushed together and barely contained by the tight red qipao.
The room went completely silent for a moment as Max's face disappeared into the deep, soft valley of her cleavage. Mom's heavy F-cup breasts enveloped him completely, the silk fabric stretching tight around the sides while the diamond cutout allowed even more of her creamy skin to press against his cheeks.
Max made a low, muffled sound of enjoyment and rubbed his face slowly from side to side, clearly savoring the warmth and softness as his nose and mouth disappeared deeper between her tits. A tiny bit of her dark areola peeked out from the edge of the dress as it shifted from the movement. Mom's face turned a deep shade of red, but her eyes looked half-lidded like she was actually enjoying the sensation, her breathing a little heavier while she kept holding his head in place.
"Lucky guy…" Ethan murmured under his breath from across the table.
After what felt like a long minute, Mom finally let go and Max pulled his face back, a glistening wet spot clearly visible on the inner curve of her left breast where his mouth had been pressed. Mom quickly adjusted her dress, using both hands to tug the fabric back into place, which only made her heavy tits jiggle and bounce noticeably.
I felt a sharp pang of jealousy twist in my stomach as I realized that shiny spot must be Max's drool on her breasts. It looked like her perfect milky tits had been marked by him, tainted right there in front of everyone.
To be continued…
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