My mom’s brow tightened as did the scowl on her face. Then she relaxed and answered, “Three strangers.” I was looking at my mom, but she didn’t look to me. I then shifted my eyes to my dad. He looked at me quickly but with no discernable reaction to what was just admitted.
Next to spin was, Becki’s dad Ben. He spun and the bottle landed on me. ‘Damn,’ I was ready to be asked. I was hoping to get more of a feel for the game. “Well, well, it seems we are ganging up on your family early on. So, is it going to be Truth or Dare? Katie.” He asked. I said Truth as I was totally unprepared for what the dares might entail. Becki’s dad thought for a moment then asked, “
“Well, let’s keep the family theme going.” Becki’s dad began. “Ok Katie, tell us; have you seen naked boys; if so, how many?”
I averted looking at my dad and glanced only to Jenni. “Yes. I’ve seen, um.” I did the counting in my head. Jenni and I had peeked into the boy’s locker room a few times to look at boys naked and had been skinny dipping along with Becki a few times with boys. “11.” I answered. Becki’s dad muttered, “Mmm.”
Now it was my turn to spin. ‘Shit.’ I said to myself as I wasn’t focused on what to ask of anyone. I was a bit intimidated to ask one of our parents, so I hoped it wouldn’t stop on one of them. It didn’t, the bottle stoppled on Jenni. “Truth or Dare? Jenni.” I asked.
Jenni smiled a bit and muttered, “Oh ahh, Truth.”
I felt like we kind of had to stay on a sexual path with questions, but I nervous to ask something too intense for Jenni. I settled on a question and asked, “How many boys have seen your boobs?”
Jenni immediately bit her lip, and I could tell she was embarrassed. I kind of knew the answer already so I knew she couldn’t lie. That is when I realized how the previous Truth questions were asked. They were asking either-or questions or questions where either answer was potentially revealing, rather than asking a question they did know the answer to, thus preventing the other person from lying. I saw Jenni look to her mom, but not her dad. Then she answered. “Eight.” I could feel the eyes of our dads bounced to and from her chest as they imagine what her boobs looked like.
Next to spin was my mom. She spun the bottle with a deliberate speed which showed she undoubtable had a plan and knew what she was doing. The bottle stopped on Becki’s mom. Becki’s mom grinned, “We need to start using a bottle she isn’t familiar with.”
“Truth or Dare? Britany.” Mom asked.
“Dare.” Becki’s mom answered breaking the truth streak.
Mom smiled and dared Becki’s mom, “Stand in front of James, undo the front of your short, then pull your panties away from your stomach so he can look down them.”
‘What the fuck !’ I thought. I hadn’t even realized that could be a dare. Then I remember the rule about touching after 30 minutes. My minded tried to realize what might happen then.
Becki’s mom got up walked to James and undid her shorts and pulled her panties away from her stomach so James could look down them at her pussy! James looked until she let go and buttoned up again. He looked up at her and smiled saying, “Nice.”
Ken, my dad, took the bottle and spun. It stopped on James. James let out an ‘ugh.’
Dad grinned and picked up the coin. “I’ll flip for it.” My dad tossed the coin up and it came down on heads. My dad looked at James and prefaced his question with, “Let’s stoke the fire a bit with a good dare.” He looked around a bit then said, “Go up to Britany, stand in front of her and say, ‘I dream about jerking off and cumming on your face.’”
I looked over at Jenni and Becki for their reaction to what was going on. They both looked mesmerize by the events of the game. James got up a moment later walked and stood in front of Becki’s mom and said, “I dream about jerking off and cumming on your face.”
This game was getting intense I thought to myself. I had looked around and saw our parents were taking sips of their drinks as we played. I wondered, now much of this they would regret in the morning.
Jenni was up next. She spun and the bottle landed on Becki. Becki, perhaps not wanting to admit anything sexual in front of everyone went with ‘Dare.’ Jenni didn’t wait. She must have had a dare ready to go and told Becki, “I dare you to chug a beer.” Becki looked at her mom and dad, both of whom shrugged. Damn, I thought, they were going to let us drink during this game. Becki was handed a beer. She opened it and did her best to chug it in one go. I noticed our dads were watching intently. Becki smiled when she was done.
Jane smiled wide when her spin landed on my dad, Ken. He chose dare. Jane pondered for a moment then dare, “Pick one of our daughters to give a beer to and tell her to chug it, if she doesn’t you have to push off your pants down in front of her.” I could see the nervous, anxious look on my dad’s face. I looked at Jenni and Becki wondering which he might pick. I was shocked when he handed me a beer and told me to chug it. There was no way I wasn’t going to chug it. The alternative wasn’t anything I was prepared for. I chugged the beer as best I could.
After I was done, James was the last of us who had not spun yet. He spun and we all watched at is came to rest on me for a second time. Ben had escaped the bottle pointing at him for the first round of spinning. James bit his lip a gently as he thought. He picked up the coin and said, “We need to even things out.” He flipped and it landed heads. He sighed relief. My heart sped up. Shit, he was going to dare me, and he did. He dared me to chug a beer. I did.
After we had all spun at least once we paused the game and Ben, Becki’s dad said, “Oh, I forgot to mention that after each a full rotation of us spinning we all have to take a shot.”
‘What the fuck!’ I thought again, which was becoming too regular an occurrence. My mom and Jenni’s mom poured shots of tequila everyone. I was already spaced out from the beer and the surrealness of the game. Once we all had a shot, we all did them at once. I knew what to expect from a shot of tequila as did my friends, since we had tried it at a party before.
It was Becki’s turn to spin again. Her bottle pointed at James. She asked him Truth or Dare and he went with Truth. Becki asked, “Do you want to see your wife, um I mean Jane, give a blowjob to another man?” Wow, I thought, Becki was trying to drill down on the sexual experiences and desires between Jenni’s parents. James didn’t hesitate in answering, “Yes.” I could see Jane blushing at the revelation in front of everyone, especially her daughter.
Becki’s mom, Britany was up again, and her victim was Jenni. Jenni chose Dare. She later admitted she chose dare hoping it was just going to be drinking another beer or shot rather than picking truth and having to admit anything else sexual. Becki’s mom had other plans for Jenni. “Jenni, Jenni, Jenni.” Becki’s mom said teasingly. “I dare you to go up to Ken and ask him if he wants to see your tits. If he says yes, you have to show him.” Jenni looked around to her parents to see if they would protest, they didn’t. I knew then that I wasn’t’ going to be able to guess how far these dares might go.
Jenni stood up and walked my dad. I watched as his eyes drifted up from the legs to her yoga pants to her sports bra. She looked at my dad and asked, “Do you want to see my chest?”
Before my dad could answer, Becki’s mom said, “No say ‘tits’ not ‘chest.”
Jenni asked again, “Do you want to see my tits?” My dad looking right at Jenni’s sports bra nodded. Jenni took a breath then pulled her sports bra up exposing her perky b- cups to my dad. He looked, stared.
After, a moment Becki’s mom said, “Ok, that good.” Jenni pulled her bra back down. She was blushing.
Ben spun next and it landed on my mom. Ben smiled and picked up the coin, then put it down and asked, “Truth or Dare”. Mom answered Truth. “Which do you want to do more, for me to cum in your mouth or on your face?” Ben asked staring directly at my mom.
Mom smirked and said, “In my mouth.”
I was feeling the drinks hitting me as I am sure it was for Becki and Jenni. I was next. I spun and it landed on Jenni. I picked up the coin and flipped and it landed tails. ‘Damn,” I muttered. Jenni smirked. “So, you wanted to dare me, bummer it landed tails.” Jenni had a devilish look on her face. “Go to my dad and stand in front of him and ask him if he wants to see you push down your shorts and panties. If he does, do it.” I felt like a brick slammed into my chest. I hesitated for a moment. And James spoke up.
“Maybe this will help your nerves.” And he handed me another beer. I took it and drank some. I stood up and walked to him. Standing in front of him as he sat, his eyes at my waist level.
“Do you want to see me push down my shorts and panties?” I asked. I was sure this was a test of her dad rather than me. Jenni wanted to know what was in her dad’s mind concerning his thoughts about me. I thought he would say no, just to spare his daughter the knowledge of what he wanted. But he didn’t say ‘no.’
“Yes.” James answered. I swallowed and composed myself. I reached down and undid the button on my jean shorts and then the zipper. I grabbed them and pushed them off leaving my panties up still. I had on a black bikini cut panties. I saw him look right at them. My heart thumping, I pushed down my panties and exposed my teen pussy to my friend’s dad. I heard him moan a low, “Jesus, fuck.” He stared at my almost bald pussy. I shaved all but a small strip of my red hair. After a moment, I pulled my panties and shorts back up and sat back in my place.
My mom was next. She spun and it landed on Jane. Jane picked Truth. And my mom asked, “Would you rather see your daughter sucking an older man’s cock or see her suck three boys her age at the same time.”
‘Oh shit, this was worst then flashing.’ I thought to myself.
Jane looked to her daughter, bit her lip playfully. “That’s a hard choice. Um I guess I’ll go with three boys her age.” Wow. Her mom considered seeing her sucking and older man off.
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