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“Here’s your drink, Rebecca” Emma said, clearly saying Rebecca’s name as she stared directly at her teacher.

Everyone else stared at the two of them until curiosity got the better of each of them, looking down at the bottle to see that it had landed on Lucy.

“Truth” she chose, Emma still having not turned to see who had been chosen.

“Who do you know the least out of Max or Rebecca?” Emma asked, holding up two fingers to show that she now had two kisses to give.

“Oh come on” Lucy replied, knowing exactly what Emma’s game was.

“Hey I don’t make the rules. Either take a punishment or get in line” Emma shot back.

Rebecca had still been waiting to see how this played out before doing anything but she looked your way as if you would tell her what to do. You were certain that she would kiss Emma if you gave her a nod and told her to do it but instead you just gave her a shrug, wanting her to be the one to choose.

You could see her sharply swallow as if she was nervous, taking a few seconds to prepare herself before she leaned in. Emma met her half way and their lips met, Rebecca more hesitant than Emma as the two began to make out. Emma rested her hand on Rebecca’s cheek to keep her steady while on her knees, being the one directing the kiss at first.

The two parted and while Emma was all smiles, Rebecca looked flustered. That was until her mind came back to her and she realised you were all watching, her cheeks going completely red.

“Uhhh” she mumbled, making a move to back away.

“Ah ah, that was one of two” Emma reminded, getting Rebecca to lean back down.

Rebecca was even more hesitant at first as she was clearly aware of all the eyes on her but that didn’t stop her from continuing, letting you watch as the two began to kiss once again.

That same moment occurred where Rebecca seemed to give in and forget about the world around her, even letting her get a moan out of Emma as you saw her slip her tongue into her mouth.

Emma was the one to pull back first, albeit reluctantly, having to shuffle back as she had some trouble staying knelt down kissing Rebecca from her current position.

The flush came back once again to both their cheeks and Emma moved back to sit at your side, deciding she would get a much better view of whatever went on if she was to sit down next to you.

Rebecca was slightly out of breath and you could see her chest heaving up and down as she tried to get her bearings.

As if to show your appreciation, you let out a whistle and lightly clapped, knowing that it would embarrass her further but it also lightened the tension you could feel that was building.

It did also bring the attention away from Rebecca and back to the room, where Lucy had still not made her decision.

“Cat got your tongue?” you teased, getting a glare back from Lucy that you couldn’t care less about.

A bit of competitiveness was now something you realised was needed for this game and Emma had certainly sparked it when she **** Lucy’s hand. And you were sure that Lucy wasn’t one to back down and also someone who would still plan on using her sadistic side on anyone it landed on.

Without a word, she got up from her seat and knelt in the same spot that Emma had, letting Rebecca go wide eyed as she realised it wasn’t over.

“I know Rebecca less” Lucy answered, taking the question over a punishment.

Rebecca was almost on auto pilot as she leaned forward again, taking Lucy slightly by surprise when their lips met as she hadn’t been the one to initiate. Both you and Emma eagerly watched from up close as Lucy gave in and submitted to the kiss.

Unlike before, both of them were more hesitant compared to Emma but it made the kiss look that much more intimate, each letting their lips lightly brush against the others before the make out session continued.

Both seemed to go into that flow state that Emma had been able to pull back from but the kiss this time went on for longer without either of them being the one to make a move. It was Lucy that seemed to first realise the predicament as she brought her hands up to Rebecca’s shoulders and had to slowly push herself away in order to get herself to stop.

Both were breathing heavily and their foreheads were almost touching as if they wanted to rest against one another.

You let out another whistle and a clap which Emma joined you with, even nudging Sarah to get her involved in the celebration.

Lucy turned her head to the side and let out a fake cough before she started to get up. Rebecca held out a hand for her to take and while you could see Lucy struggling to accept the help in her mind, she took the hand and mumbled her thanks, going back to her seat on the sofa.

She fully sat back down before she realised she had to spin the bottle again, deciding to reach down from where she sat to loosely spin it before getting comfortable again, giving you another glare as you finished clapping just for good measure.

This time it landed on Mom, bringing some energy back to Lucy’s mood.

“Truth or dare?” she asked, relishing in the role she now got to play.

Mom had been rather passive so far as she relaxed into the couch. Grace had been attentively watching the kiss unfold but when you had stolen glances at Mom, she seemed to be taking in the room more than anything else, focusing less on the embarrassment and more just enjoying having the living room full of people for a change. And you were sure the **** was helping along with that to some extent.

The question however seemed to bring her back into the fold and she seemed to sober up when she saw all the eyes on her waiting for an answer.

“I ahh… Truth…” Mom replied, her focus now clearly on Lucy.

“Truth…truth huh…” Lucy repeated, trying to come up with something as she tapped her chin in thought.

“How about, when was the last time you got yourself off thinking of Max?” Lucy asked, heating up the conversation ten-fold as nobody had asked a kinky question yet.

“I can’t answer that!” Mom immediately responded, looking incredibly flustered.

“Well you will have to take a punishment otherwise” Lucy shot back with a grin, enjoying putting her mother on the spot.

Mom continued to look flustered as she opened her mouth to speak, not finding the words and struggling to come up with an easy answer for herself.