Dad

“Bruce, I’m going to make it hard on you,” she grinned mischievously. “Although I think it’s already hard,” she laughed again, looking at his big recently exposed cock standing straight up in his lap. “So I think we need to keep the other girls involved too. So you have to pick just one of the girls on either side of you, either Amy or Beth. Then I dare you to take her panties off and kiss her tits and finger her pussy for two minutes. I’m curious to see who you choose.” Obviously, mom wanted to make sure dad got in on the fun too.

“Wow, you’re right, Marge,” dad responded, looking first at Amy on his left then back at Beth on his right. “It sure is hard, all right,” he grinned, looking down at his long rod bobbing in his lap then at each girl again. “I don’t want to hurt anybody’s feelings, but she’s forcing me to make a choice,” he addressed the girls. “Maybe I’ll get a chance with the other one of you later, but I think I’m going to choose Amy this time.” He looked at Amy with a big smile. “If that’s ok with you, sweetie,” he added.

She just gave him a sweet smile back and leaned over and kissed him on the cheek while just brushing his hard member with one hand. “Sure, Mr. B,” she sort of whispered breathlessly in his ear. Was she flirting with my dad? I hadn’t been sure how the others would react to our parents joining in, but at least Amy obviously didn’t seem to mind.

“Looks like you made a good choice, Dad,” I piped up, even though I was kind of jealous seeing as how Amy was actually my favorite of the girls.

Dad put his hands on Amy’s waist and gently lifted her to her feet. “Why don’t you just stand up here in front of me, honey,” he smiled as she stood up in front of him. His hands still on her hips, he leaned forward and hooked his thumbs inside the waistband of her panties. As he pulled them down over her round butt and her thighs he leaned in even closer so that his face was right against her mound.

“Mmmmm,” he hummed as her panties fell on down to her ankles and he eyed her neatly trimmed thatch. Amy stepped out of her panties and kicked them aside, looked down and smiled at dad.

“Like what you see, Mr. B?” she asked unnecessarily. Dad already had already gripped her full cheeks with both hands and lifted his head up to look back at her.

“Oh yes, Amy,” he replied. “You’re quite a beautiful young woman,” he complimented her. He pulled her forward and down so he could reach her full round tits with his mouth as he ran his fingers back and forth along her smooth slit. He pulled at her hardened nipples with his lips, making little popping sounds at he released them one at a time. His fingers slid easily into her wet snatch and he worked them in and out eagerly causing soft squishy sounds. Amy had her hands on the top of his head and was emitting low quiet moans as he worked her tits and cunt.

I had lost track of time watching them partly as I found myself stroking my rock hard cock excited by the show. But apparently mom hadn’t. “Time!” she called. I wasn’t sure if the full two minutes had passed or not but she was ready for dad to stop. Dad and Amy looked over at her and both gave her a kind of dirty look before dad let go of her and she stepped away. She sat back down to dad’s left and snuggled up to him pressing her now naked and excited body against him.

“Aw, I was just starting to have fun, Marge,” dad whined.

“I know, that’s why I stopped you, Bruce,” mom replied with a sly laugh. “Maybe you’ll get another chance later. Besides you have to pick a dare for someone now.”