Inner focus

Sarah kept her head down as if scared of how everyone was going to react, but you got to take a look around and see all the reactions for yourself. Almost everyone was self reflecting on what that seemed to mean to them to varying degrees. Grace looked flattered and you could see a half smile rising from the corner of her lips that showed you she took it as a compliment.

Rebecca was the most neutral after just having kissed Sarah but there was almost some relief in her expression that she had managed not to mess up the first kiss enough for Sarah to want to do it again.

Mom and Lucy were the people you focused on the most though. That reveal was also what you expected Sarah to be most nervous of as well, given the family connection and while both of them were protective over Sarah, you could see that both of them would have never made any sort of move to start a kiss with her for fear of causing her harm.

“Cool, me too!” Emma announced, moving towards Sarah and giving her a kiss before Sarah and the rest of the room had any chance to react.

All Sarah could do was let out a squeak before Emma rushed at her and was effectively pinned to the sofa, her arms out at either side of her with her hands raised in surprise.

The initial reaction was quickly quietened and her arms slowly moved to rest on Emma’s back as if trying to pull her in closer. You knew that Sarah had had a bit of a crush on Emma for a long time so this wasn’t anything new to you, and the fact that Emma was able to overwhelm her just like she still did to you was a trait you were sure ran in the family.

The kiss ended and Emma briefly whispered something in Sarah’s ear, getting a tiny nod out of her followed by Emma giving her one last quick peck on the lips, moving back to sit in your lap again to receive your shoulder rub again.

Emma shimmied on your lap as if to check you were hard and of course you were, finding it impossible not to be given who you were in the room with.

“I reminded her about the talk later and that we both haven’t forgot” Emma whispered to you, settling into your embrace while Sarah collected herself again.

Sarah wanted the attention away from her as quickly as possible after that so she reached down to spin the bottle and sat back up in her seat, the weaker spin making the bottle not even complete a full spin before it landed on Lucy.

“Dammit” Grace muttered under her breath, still upset that it hadn’t landed on her yet.

“Dare” Lucy said, seeming to think it over but deciding not to back down from a challenge.

Sarah took longer than Lucy did, considering what dare to give her while still trying to recover from both her embarrassing reveal and the kiss that followed.

“I Dare you to…” Sarah went to say, struggling to come up with anything.

“You can dare me to kiss you. But I wouldn’t say that’s very original at this point.” Lucy teased, almost urging Sarah to choose something more daring.

You could see that Sarah was no longer refusing to meet her eye and now giving her sister a **** glare, something that you could tell was what Lucy was looking for.

“Fine. I dare you to pinch your nipples anytime someone says your name!” Sarah shot back, looking smug that she was able to get a reaction out of Lucy.

Even though she had asked for it, Lucy didn’t seem to expect Sarah to go down the route she had, and while she was looking ready to take a penalty, Sarah seemed to be still feeling antagonistic.

“Unless you want to take a punishment. That wouldn’t be very original though” Sarah warned, using her sister’s own words against her.

Lucy stopped herself as her hands had been at the bottom of her top, getting ready to lift it up over her head before Sarah had spoken. Now she just glared at Sarah like her life depended on it. It also felt like Lucy was stuck in her decision, either not backing down or easily being swayed by Sarah’s words, each option sounding like a loss if you were to guess.

Her hands moved again and she quickly took her top off, throwing it in Sarah’s direction and hitting her square in the face, getting some **** as she went to cross her arms.

She ended up briefly emphasising her tits to everyone in the room except for Sarah, wrestling the top off of her face before Lucy realised what she had done, loosening her arms with a huff while her cheeks flushed red with a hint of embarrassment.

Instead of lingering with her feelings, she swigged the last of her glass of wine and leaned down to take her spin, her tits swaying now that they were free from her shirt and giving you a great view while your fingers dug into Emma’s shoulders a little tighter.

“I think the both of us need to get our hands on them before the end of the night don’t you” Emma suggested, leaning back into you to whisper as if she was acting like a devil on your shoulder.

A devil that was making very nice ideas pop into your mind.

“Grace, truth or dare?” Lucy asked, bringing your attention back to the game at hand.

Grace would have likely been happy to get picked from anyone except Lucy at this very moment, the fire in her eyes still there after Sarah had provoked her. Instead, Grace looked initially nervous but tried to steel herself as she made a decision.

“...Dare” Grace announced, looking unsure even after the words left her mouth.

The music did it’s best to keep a calmer atmosphere in the room but you could tell people were getting excited to hear what Lucy was going to choose.

“I’ve been curious about something for a while so… Grace, I dare you to stick your head under Mom’s dress and tell us if she’s wearing underwear” Lucy dared, looking over to Mom as she tried to gauge her reaction.

Mom immediately reached to grab her dress around the front of her crotch to lower it further as everyone turned to look, their eyes dropping down Mom’s figure even if they hadn’t intended too.

“I…” Mom went to speak, getting cut off quickly.

“It’s not your dare to refuse Mom, It’s Grace’s” Lucy interrupted, leading Mom to look eagerly over to Grace.

Even Grace was eyeing up the hem of Mom’s dress as if curious about what she would see, struggling to come to a decision on if she should accept her dare or not.

Either way, you were excited to see the outcome of whatever option she was about to choose.