My heart was beating so fast it felt like it might burst out of my chest as I fought the overwhelming urge to look again, but the sound of fabric rustling softly on my lap made it impossible to resist completely.
Chloe's fluffy pink night shirt had slipped off her shoulders and fallen onto my thighs, leaving her upper body almost completely exposed. I slowly turned my gaze back to her, and the sight hit me like a wave. Her smooth, pale white skin glowed under the warm lights of the living room, looking impossibly soft and inviting.
She had turned slightly so that her back was facing me for a moment, and I gulped hard while staring at the full, bare expanse of her back, where only the thin black strap of her bra crossed her skin. The strap looked delicate against her smooth curves.
She shifted again on my lap, and her front came into view. I saw the side profile of her big tits, and my breath caught. She was wearing a simple white bra with black outlines and thin straps, but the cups were clearly too small for her. Her heavy, round E-cup breasts were spilling out from every side, soft flesh overflowing the edges in a way that made them look even fuller and more tempting.
The bra was struggling to contain her, the fabric stretched tight while the tops of her breasts bulged out, creating deep, creamy cleavage that rose and fell with every nervous breath she took. She looked way hotter than I had ever imagined her in all those secret glances through our bedroom windows when she changed clothes. Seeing her this close, practically half-naked on my lap, made my cock twitch violently in my pants, buried deep under the warmth of her plump ass. I was already so close to the edge that I had to clench my jaw to stop myself from losing control right there.
Max and Ethan were both openly ogling at her breasts, their eyes glued to the way her soft flesh spilled over the bra cups. Chloe noticed their stares immediately and crossed her arms shyly over her chest in embarrassment, trying to hide as much as she could while still sitting on my lap. Her movement only made her breasts push together even more, deepening the valley of cleavage and causing a little more soft flesh to spill out from the sides.
"Alright then, it's my turn next." Ethan broke the silence first, his voice dripping with amusement as he leaned back on the couch with Bella still planted on his lap.
He turned his head toward Bella with a mocking grin and added in a sugary tone, "Dear princess, will you be kind enough to pick a card for me?"
Bella gave him a look of pure disgust, her eyes narrowing sharply as she snapped back, "I'm not picking anything for you. Do it yourself, asshole."
Ethan chuckled and didn't back off. Instead, he tightened his grip on her thin waist and gave a quick, firm squeeze, his fingers digging into her soft skin. "Come on, don't be like that."
Bella flinched hard, jumping a little on his lap from the sudden touch, her firm round ass grinding against him unintentionally. Her eyes widened in shock as she quickly slapped his hands away from her waist.
She glanced around the room for a second, looking flustered, then turned back to glare at him.
"Stop it. I'm picking the card." She paused, her voice still sharp but with a hint of defeat as she added, "I'm only picking the cards so you can keep your filthy hands off me."
She leaned forward, her short blue mini dress riding up even higher on her thighs, and snatched a card from the coffee table. She read it aloud in a flat, annoyed tone. "Give or get a tit… titjob from your partner."
Ethan's grin grew even wider, and he let out a low whistle. "Fuck yeah. Now we're talking. With a rack like yours, Bella, I bet those tits would feel like absolute heaven wrapped around my cock."
Bella's face turned bright red with a mix of anger and embarrassment. She shot back immediately, "Don't get your hopes high up. I'm not giving you a t-titjob or anything like that, you perv."
Ethan laughed softly, clearly enjoying how flustered she was getting. "Whatever you say, princess. But just so you know, I'd be more than happy to return the favor if you change your mind."
Bella didn't bother replying with words this time. She simply reached for another full glass of wine on the table, brought it to her lips, and gulped it down in one go. Some of the liquid spilled from the corner of her mouth, trickling down her chin and disappearing into the deep cleavage pushed up by her strapless dress. She wiped her lips roughly with the back of her hand and muttered, "There. Happy now? I took the penalty."
The room stayed quiet for a moment, the air thick with tension and the heavy scent of wine and arousal.
Max spoke up with his usual easy grin. "Well, that was entertaining. Looks like the game is really heating up now."
Mom shifted slightly on Max's lap, her heavy F-cup breasts jiggling softly with the movement as she let out a small, amused laugh. "You boys are really pushing it tonight, aren't you?"
Ethan leaned back comfortably, his hands once again resting on Bella's waist as he replied, "Hey, it's just a game, Elena. No harm in having a little fun, right?"
"Fun for you, maybe. Keep your hands to yourself or I swear I'll cut your hands off" Bella twisted on his lap, trying to push his hands off again while muttering under her breath. "This game is getting ridiculous. How many of these stupid penalties are we going to have?"
Mom smiled softly from Max's lap, her arm still draped around his shoulder as she said gently, "It's just a game, Bella. Try to relax a little."
Bella snorted. "Easy for you to say, Mom. You're not the one sitting on some perv's lap with his hands all over you."
Max chuckled and replied smoothly, "Hey, I'm behaving. Mostly."
To be continued…
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