Game Night

Hands clawed at the bedsheets, breathless moans filling the air. The sound of bodies slapping together, the heavy grunts of the man pounding the woman on the bed. The bed was creaking, too, in time with each thrust the man made into the woman’s pussy.

The man grabbed the woman by the hips, fucking her doggystyle. Her knees dug into the bed, her hands performing the aforementioned clawing.

“Yes!” the woman pleaded, “Fuck me! Fuck me!”

The man didn’t reply, but his fucking of the woman sped up, and her breathless moans turned very nearly to screams of pleasure.

“Yes! Yes!” she shrieked, writhing on the bed. The man looked incredibly happy with himself as he buried himself to the hilt inside the woman, making her body arch like a cat’s.

Her shrieks reached a new fervor, and in the pale light of the moon, the man had never seen the naked woman looking so beautiful.

———

Hours Earlier…

The sun was setting when Skylar suggested a game night. She’d showed up a few hours ago along with Izzy, and the two blondes had joined the group.

They’d had a good time talking and laughing and watching a movie. It had been quite a fun afternoon, one that Jace had definitely enjoyed. He was sitting on a loveseat currently, with Daphne and Kayla curled up on either side of him. It was quite a tight fit, so he was pressed quite firmly against the older busty blondes.

Some other people from the compound had come over throughout the day as well, Olivia and Owen Vane came first, followed soon by Brooklyn and Jayden Robinson.

The living room was quite full, with Danielle, Rachel, and Claire squeezed together on a loveseat. The Vanes and the Robinsons each had their own loveseat, Dana and David shared another one, and Skylar and Izzy shared the last one.

Daisy and Ariel had apparently gone out to a party, and they hadn’t returned yet.

“A game night?” Danielle asked curiously. Skylar nodded enthusiastically.

“Yup, I was thinking we could play Truth or Dare.” Skylar said with a smirk, “Well, the spin the bottle version of it.”

“Ooh, that sounds fun.” Rachel piped up.

“Agreed!” Olivia said cheerfully.

“I’m down.” Jace nodded.

“Any objections?” Skylar raised an eyebrow.

No one spoke up.

“Perfect. Then we need to make a circle on the floor.” Skylar instructed the group, just as a knock came on the back door.

“I’ve got it.” Danielle said, and she got up to walk towards the back door, opening it up to reveal two black haired teens.

“Mrs. Holland. Looking good.” Evan Simmons grinned at her.

“Ignore my pervy little brother.” Zoe Simmons sighed. Danielle laughed.

“I know your plight all too well. Well, mine was a twin brother, but I was the older twin.” Danielle said. Zoe laughed.

“Little brothers are the worst, aren’t they?” Zoe shook her head.

“Oh, I don’t know about that. I love my younger brother.” Rachel said, having overheard as the trio walked into the living room.

“Me too!” Brooklyn smiled at Jayden, who was seated next to her.

“Hey, Evan. I see you got my text.” Skylar waved and Evan grinned.

“I did indeed. Thanks for the invite.” he said, and then took a seat beside Dana on the floor. Zoe took a seat between Dana and Izzy.

Jace wound up with Kayla on his left and Daphne on his right.

David had Rachel on his left and Danielle on his right.

Evan had Claire on his left and Dana on his right.

Jayden had Olivia on his left and Brooklyn on his right.

Owen had Skylar on his left and Olivia on his right.

Skylar went into the kitchen and procured a wine bottle which she brought back to the group and set in the center of the circle they had formed.

She gave the bottle a spin, and then moved back to her seat between Owen and Zoe. The bottle slowly came to a stop pointing at Evan, who grinned.

“Alright, Evan, you get to pick a dare for someone to do, then.” Skylar said, waving a hand.

Evan tapped his chin as his gaze roved around the group.

“I think… everyone should remove an article of clothing. Wait! No, no, everyone take an article of clothing of your choice off the person on your left.” Evan dared the group.

“What?!” Claire, who was seated on Evan’s left, gasped, horrified. Brooklyn made a similar gasp, and some complaints rose up from Olivia and Kayla. Skylar’s laughter let the group know she was definitely OK with the idea.

“Everyone hush!” Rachel ordered loudly, “You all agreed to play, no complaints if the dares get too wild.”

“Is there no way you can avoid a dare?” Brooklyn appealed.

“You could always do a forfeit.” Evan grinned at Brooklyn, making her rethink her stance. Muttering frustratedly, she crossed her arms and looked at the person on her right, who happened to be her teacher Ms. Kayla Roberts. At least it wasn’t some creep like Evan who’d be taking an article of clothing off her. She felt bad for David’s mom.

Claire Johnson glared at the smirking black-haired teen boy who had set this stupid dare.

“So, what do you want me to take off?” Claire grumbled. She had played enough of these games with a certain Rachel Barnes over the years to know that it was just easier to go along with it than fight against the current.

“Ms. Johnson, the dare was for me to take it off you, not tell you what to take off.” Evan smirked, making Claire roll her eyes.

"Fine, do your worst." she conceded. Best to get it over with.

Evan looked at Claire in her pink sundress, and he grabbed her by the thighs, giving them a few squeezes before she slapped his arm.

“This isn’t invitation for you to grope me!” she snapped, making Evan chuckle.

"Just following orders." Evan said with a wink and a smirk of someone who knew the effect it had on women. This boy was dangerous. He slowly slipped his hands up her dress, massaging her thighs as he climbed up her long legs. Claire stifled a complaint as the pervy teen met her hips, rubbing his thumbs into the very top of her mound and he gently rubbed his fingers across the top of her ass. She had meant to scold him, but her short intake of breath put a stop to that. Those fingers knew far too much. Finally, the confident teen hooked his fingers into the waistband of her cotton panties, and Claire groaned as he pulled them slowly down her legs. Not out of arousal, she told herself, but out of frustration.

Evan pulled her panties over her feet, eyes not leaving her own, and tossed them carelessly behind him. She glared at Evan, trying her best to ignore his smoldering eyes, her pounding heart and gasping breath. Very, very dangerous boy. She couldn't believe Rachel had stuck up for the bastard earlier.

She looked over to Rachel, intending on saying something, only to stop. Claire’s eyes widened as she saw that her son was taking off Rachel’s tank top, letting Rachel’s huge, naked tits surge out right in front of his eyes.

Oh, God. Her poor David, being toyed with by Rachel.

Then her other best friend Danielle took David’s shirt by the hem and pulled it off him, giving him a playful little smile.

Then it was Claire’s turn to take something off Danielle, and she pulled off Danielle’s shirt with a sigh.

A few people down in the circle, Jace Holland was looking to his left at his teacher and his aunt’s best friend Kayla Roberts.

She gave him a sweet smile.

“So, Jacey, what are you taking off me?” she laughed innocently.

On Jace’s right, his aunt Daphne gave a huff as Jace reached out to Kayla’s tank top and pulled it off her swiftly, messing up her blond waves of hair, and making her blush a little at the sudden reveal of her tits in her lacy violet bra.

Jace swallowed as he gawked over his teacher’s large breasts.

“Quit the staring.” Daphne said, trying for humor but sounding a little grouchy even to her own ears. She took her favorite nephew by the hand and got him to stand up, then she looked up at him, maintaining eye contact the entire time she unbuttoned his shorts and pulled them down.

Jace obediently stepped out of them, and then sat back down again. The bulge of his hard cock was very evident in his boxers, and Daphne would be a liar if she said she didn’t at least glance.

But hey, any woman would. She didn’t have any improper thoughts about how fucking big he was, either. Not one.

Kayla was staring open-mouthed at Jace’s cock straining his boxers, and beside her, Brooklyn wore an almost identical look of amazement, but her cheeks were bright red and she didn’t look for longer than a few seconds at a time.

“Your turn, kiddo.” Rachel said on Daphne’s right, and the younger Franklin sister lifted her arms to help her elder sister’s best friend pull her shirt off her head.

Jace looked between Kayla and Daphne’s racks, covered only by their bras, and Daphne could have sworn she saw her nephew’s cock throbbing. But no, she wasn’t looking at it. She’d just seen it out of the corner of her eye or something. Peripheral vision and all that.

Jayden Robinson stared at Brooklyn as Ms. Roberts pulled off his sister’s flowery shirt, and his eyes nearly bugged out seeing his sister’s heavy very large tits in just a orange bra.

It wasn’t a view he got often, and though his brain told him it wasn’t that different than a bikini top, really, it was hugely different.

“Um, shirt or shorts?” Brooklyn blushed as she looked at him. Jayden swallowed and ripped his eyes off her cleavage.

“Your choice.” he managed weakly. Brooklyn nodded rapidly and then her fingers went to the bottom of his shirt. Her hands were shaking slightly, he noticed, as she lifted up his shirt and pulled it over his head.

She had her eyes down when his shirt came off his head, and Jayden couldn’t resist looking more at her incredible tits, before he turned to the person on his left and lost all the moisture in his mouth.

Where had it all gone? Jayden awkwardly tried to lick his lips, hoping his mouth transformed back from the Sahara it had become.

Olivia gave him a warm, reassuring smile.

“It’s ok, Jayden.” she said sweetly, “It’s just a dare.”

“R-right.” Jayden nodded, and his hands went right to Olivia’s shirt, pulling it up over her head, his hands accidentally touching her enormous tits as he did so. They were just so big! It genuinely hadn’t been intentional.

Jayden stared at Olivia’s massive tits in just her white bra, and fuck did they look huge.

On Olivia’s other side, Owen was also staring at her huge tits, drooling over seeing them so close! They only got closer when she came forwards to take off his shirt for him.

One of Owen’s knees ‘slipped’ though, and he went face-first into Olivia’s tits, making her laugh. The laugh turned abruptly into a gasp when she felt what she could have sworn was her brother licking her cleavage, but he drew back so quickly that she thought she must have imagined it. It was probably air from him lifting his head so quick, not the cool sensation of his saliva on her tits.

She shook her head idly. Like her brother would ever do something perverted like that. As if!

Skylar Wayne, on the other hand, would never be one who you could think that about. "Seriously?" Zoe Simmons asked in confusion. "Why can't you just take my T-shirt off like everyone else?"

"Because, and I mean this with all due respect, Dat Ass Girl!" Skylar laughed aloud. "You can't keep that thing covered up next to me. The world needs to see that masterpiece."

"You haven't changed a bit since last year, have you?" asked Zoe to her former schoolmate, the smile on her face dulling her rolling eyes.

"Not a bit!" the blonde confirmed. "Now gimme that booty!"

Zoe laughed and stood up to let Skylar pull her shorts off, revealing the exceptional ass she possessed. Big and fat, with thick, wide hips to compliment it. It had the perfect amount of jiggle, and Skylar admired it with admiring eyes.

By the end of the dare, most everyone was topless. A majority of the girls were showing off their bras to the crowd. Rachel didn’t wear a bra to the festivities, to the great pleasure of every male there and also Skylar. David had Rachel’s tits so close that he could barely rip his eyes off them. They were too big and in his face to ignore.

“Alright, Evan! Spin the bottle.” Skylar clapped her hands together. She, too, was topless, having had her top stripped off by Owen. The poor boy had done it so quickly and wordlessly, then he’d so quickly turned away from her. He needed some boosting of confidence, Skylar had thought to herself, and resolved to do just that in this game.

Skylar, in just her pale blue jeans and lacy black bra, watched interestedly as a shirtless Evan moved forwards to spin the bottle. Skylar bit her lip reflexively looking at the muscled linebacker. He really was quite impressively muscled.

Skylar noticed she wasn’t the only woman looking at the shirtless football player, and chuckled to herself. David's mom in particular looked like she was halfway between fighting him or fucking him.

The bottle came slowly to a stop on Olivia, who looked surprised to be picked. Olivia wore a white bra that was performing miracles on the daily, keeping those enormous tits supported. Skylar wondered vacantly if Olivia had to get her bras custom-made with heavy duty material.

“Um… I guess, uh, I don’t know. Everyone hug the people on either side of you?” Olivia shrugged, blurting out the first thing that occurred to her. It occurred to her too late that almost everyone was topless now.

Before she could even blink, she had Owen and Jayden both hugging her tightly, and her worries were forgotten. Clearly nobody was put off by her poorly thought out dare. Olivia smiled happily, and squeezed the two boys she’d used to babysit tightly. She felt one of their heads pillowed on each of her boobs, and rubbed their upper backs, smiling to herself still.

Jace had the same thing happen to him, the two people on either side of him leaping for a hug. He laughed as Daphne and Kayla crashed into him at almost the exact same time. Both blondes’ racks squished against his chest, and he enjoyed both equally, though he couldn’t deny he liked his aunt’s very large tits pressing his chest and right side. His aunt and his teacher’s boobs actually pressed together, they were hugging so closely to him.

Jace happily hugged them back, and didn’t intend on letting either one go for a good while. From how they were cuddled to his chest, they didn’t seem to mind. Jace’s hips bucked suddenly as he felt a hand brush the very tip of his cock, which was poking out of his boxers, it seemed.

Jace had no idea which one had done it, and he found himself looking back and forth between the two pretty blonde heads leaning against his chest.

David dived right for Rachel when Olivia announced the dare, and Rachel eagerly accepted the teen boy’s hug, feeling his head nestle into her bare cleavage.

“Don’t be shy to use your mouth. Your mom can’t see anything.” Rachel breathed into the boy’s ear, and then she felt him start kissing her tits, making her smile. Danielle slipped her arms around David’s waist from behind, and she squeezed her bra-covered tits into his back, making him lift his head and turn around to look at the sexy blonde MILF.

“Enjoying your hug, honey?” Danielle asked him playfully, and she ruffled his hair.

“Uhh… yeah.” David said enthuastically, and Rachel and Danielle made identical cooing sounds, then they kissed David’s cheeks in unison.

Was this heaven?

David moved one arm from around Rachel’s neck to slide around Danielle’s tentatively, and he was amazed that she cuddled up close to his chest. Rachel gave him another kiss, this one on the jaw. Danielle copied her best friend, and then on a whim, David leaned down and kissed Danielle’s neck, making her gasp in surprise, before her face split into a beaming smile.

“Oh, you scoundrel!” Rachel giggled, and she nipped David’s ear, “I’ll make a lady killer out of you yet.”

David gave Rachel’s neck a kiss, too, and she grinned.

Evan opened his arms to give Claire a hug, and she rolled her eyes before giving him a quick, distant hug.

“That’s not how you hug. Dana, show your Auntie Claire how to hug someone.” Evan said, turning to Dana on his other side. Dana laughed, and she threw her arms around Evan, letting the pervy bastard pull her petite, topless body close.

Ugh. Evan was a prick, and now he had his paws on a girl Claire considered a niece.

“I think that’s a long enough hug.” Claire snapped, and shockingly, Evan listened to her, releasing Dana.

“Just demonstrating. So, do you wanna put your lesson into practice?” Evan raised a brow.

“I’ll pass.” Claire sighed, and Evan shrugged.

“Sorry to hear that.”

Skylar turned after giving Zoe a quick hug, and looked at Owen.

“Well? Aren’t you gonna give me a hug?” Skylar asked, holding out her arms. Owen’s eyes widened, and he slowly reached out, tentatively putting his arms around her. She wrapped her arms tighter around him, pulling herself up against his chest.

“Too busy hugging your busty sister?” Skylar teased Owen in a breathy whisper, directly into his ear. The junior boy shivered, and he also jerked in surprise at the last two words.

“Anyone who’s not blind can see you drooling all over Olivia’s boobs.” Skylar scoffed. Her eyes slid past Owen’s shoulder to where Olivia was helping Brooklyn in hugging Jayden. The two busty girls hugging Jayden together… boy was likely to cream his pants as he was to die of a heart attack, Skylar mused to herself.

“R-really?” Owen whispered back worriedly.

“Yup.” Skylar nodded, “But your sister hasn’t noticed, don’t worry. You’ve got wild horniness, sure, but what you’re lacking is confidence.”

“Wha- wild- confidence for what?” Owen whispered.

“You want to fuck your sister, don’t you?” Skylar asked playfully. Owen jerked in surprise again, and Skylar rubbed his back while making a soothing shushing sound.

“Do you know who I am, Owen? I’m Skylar fucking Wayne. If you want to fuck your sister… that is definitely within my power.” Skylar nipped at the boy’s earlobe.

“W-why would you help me?” Owen whispered fearfully.

“I do whatever I want.” Skylar said simply. Owen tensed up then, as he felt her knowledgeable hand begin to rub against the outline of his cock in his shorts. "And I want to help you fuck your sister."

Owen was lucky that he had just enough self control not to cream himself then and there.

The hugging broke up all around the circle, and Skylar gave Owen a wink as she drew back.

“Olivia, your spin.” Skylar piped up, and she patted Owen’s knee comfortingly, seeing how he’d jumped when she’d said his sister’s name. He’d thought she was tattling. Skylar may be many things, but she wasn’t a snitch.

Olivia scooted forwards, those vast mountains on her chest jiggling as she did so, and she spun the bottle.

It spun wildly around, and everyone waited to see who it would land on.