"Oh..." Mom let out a soft, surprised little sound as her eyes finally landed on the glistening wet spot that Max had left on the upper curve of her pale, creamy breast.
She instinctively lifted her hand to wipe it away, her fingers moving toward the soft, heavy flesh that was barely contained by the tight red qipao, but Max was quicker. He gently caught her wrist in mid-air, his voice coming out low and smooth, almost apologetic yet carrying that confident edge he always had.
"I'm sorry, Elena. That was completely my fault. Let me clean it for you properly."
Before she could say a word, Max's hand moved to her breast with surprising care. His palm pressed lightly against the warm, yielding softness, his fingers spreading slowly across the smooth skin as he wiped the wetness in slow, deliberate circles.
Instead of actually drying it, he seemed to be spreading the moisture around, his thumb brushing dangerously close to the edge of her dark areola where the fabric of the dress had slipped just a little.
Mom didn't pull away or scold him. She stayed perfectly still on his lap, her breathing growing a touch heavier, her massive F-cup tits rising and falling against his touch while she allowed his hand to explore the curve of her breast more deeply. The sight made my stomach twist with a sharp mix of jealousy and unwanted arousal, especially when I noticed how her cheeks had flushed an even deeper shade of pink.
I couldn't hold it in any longer. The image of another man openly fondling my mom's breast right in front of me was too much.
"Stop…" I said, my voice coming out louder and sharper than I had intended.
The entire room turned to look at me at once. Chloe shifted slightly on my lap, her plump ass pressing warmer against my throbbing cock. Bella raised one eyebrow in surprise, her eyes narrowing. Even Max paused, his hand still resting possessively on the soft swell of Mom's tit, while Mom herself looked at me with mild confusion mixed with that familiar warm, knowing smile.
Trying to cover my outburst and regain some control, I quickly added, "I… I want to pick the next card now."
Ethan let out a short, amused laugh and teased in that cocky tone of his. "Whoa, easy bro. Looks like you're really getting into this game tonight, huh?"
Bella frowned at me from Ethan's lap, her short black hair falling messily over one eye as she muttered, "What's with you all of a sudden?"
I ignored them both and reached forward, my fingers trembling slightly as I picked up the next card from the coffee table. The suspense felt heavy in my chest while I slowly turned it over and read the words printed there in bold letters.
The dare was straightforward and brutal in its simplicity. "If the combined body count of your pair is less than 5, both partners must remove one piece of clothing right now."
Ethan leaned over to read it and immediately grinned wide. "Oh man, you two really drew the short straw. Zero plus zero is still zero. Looks like Robbie and Chloe have to strip something off… or take the penalty."
My heart sank. Both Chloe and I were virgins, so there was no possible way we could meet the body count requirement. That meant we were forced to choose the penalty. Thank God the rules still allowed us that option, but the thought of Chloe having to take any piece of clothing off in front of Max and Ethan made my stomach twist painfully. Everyone would see her big, soft E-cup breasts, her smooth skin, everything I had only dreamed about.
It was obvious, she must had clearly already made up her mind to take the drink penalty and get it over with. Before we could say anything, Bella slid drink glass closer to us and said in a surprisingly soft, almost protective voice. "Here, Chloe… if you need it."
But then my eyes met Mom's across the table. She was staring at me with that serious, strict expression she used whenever I had done something wrong as a kid.
I froze. I had already drunk way too much tonight, and her fierce, unwavering gaze was clearly warning me not to take even one more sip. No matter how pleadingly I looked back at her, her expression didn't soften even a little. She was dead serious.
I had no choice left. If drinking wasn't an option because of Mom, then the only thing I could do was accept the dare. Swallowing hard against the lump in my throat, I said quietly. "I… I'll go with the dare."
Bella's eyes went wide with genuine surprise and she blurted out. "Wait, you're actually going to do it?"
Ethan laughed louder this time, clearly enjoying the show. "Damn, Rob. Didn't expect you to grow a pair tonight. This game just got way more interesting."
Chloe turned around on my lap to face me properly, her voice soft and full of concern as she asked, "Robbie… are you really sure about this?"
I nodded, trying to sound braver than I felt. "Yeah. It's fine."
With slightly shaky fingers, I started unbuttoning my shirt. Since I wasn't wearing anything underneath, the moment the last button came undone my entire upper body was left completely bare and exposed to the warm air of the living room.
I could feel the soft, fluffy fabric of Chloe's night dress brushing directly against my naked chest and stomach now, the sensation surprisingly intimate and electric. Chloe quickly looked away, her cheeks blooming with a deep blush as she avoided staring at my exposed skin.
I let out an awkward little chuckle, feeling self-conscious about being half-naked in front of everyone. "Now you can just drink and we can move on to the next turn."
"Um… I think I'll do it too." But Chloe surprised me again. After a few seconds of hesitation, she said in a quiet but determined voice.
I blinked, completely caught off guard. "What? No, you don't have to. You can just drink."
She shook her head gently, still sitting comfortably on my lap with her plump ass pressed warmly against my hard, throbbing cock. "It doesn't feel right. You're doing the dare and taking your clothes off, but I get to pass easily by drinking. I don't want it to be unfair like that."
I tried to argue back, "But Chloe, you really don't—"
Before I could finish, she reached up and placed one small, soft finger gently against my lips to silence me. Then, with nervous but steady hands, she started unbuttoning the front of her fluffy pink night shirt herself.
The first button came undone slowly, revealing a wide expanse of smooth, pale skin. The second button followed, and a large portion of her big, soft E-cup breasts came into view, full, round, and glistening with a thin trail of sweat from the heat in the room. The fabric parted just enough to show the deep, inviting valley of her cleavage and the upper curves of her breasts, looking so soft and tempting that I had to force myself to look away.
She noticed where my eyes had been glued and whispered shyly, her voice barely above a breath, "Don't look…"
I turned my head away quickly, my face burning with embarrassment, but the image of her partially exposed chest stayed burned into my mind, making my cock twitch hard beneath her plump ass.
To be continued…
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