Chapter 5

“I amend my dare, Megan is right,” Lilith agreed with her sister. That was a rarity. “We are picking on Mom, but we forgot to include Megan. Mom, the dare is strip, take the wet sock out of your cunt, stuff your bikini in your pussy as far as you can fit it, jam your thumb up your butt, and hold the sock in your mouth. I think I got everyone. Allan?”

Even Megan thought that was funny. “I think that pretty much covers every hole on her body,” Megan blushed as she imagined how humiliating this must be for her mother. It was all in fun though.

Everyone seemed to be waiting for Tracy to decide to accept the dare. Lilith pulled up to a red light.

“I am waiting for Allan before I say yes. I think I learned my lesson today on dares with no time limits and dares you can modify as you go. So, this is just until we get home, and you are driving straight home, right, Lilith?”

“Lilith, Lilith, what a name,” Lilith bemoaned her name. She used to like it. She thought it was cool that the name was a succubus in early legends. Then one day a kid at her school saw her dressed as a Goth and called her “Lily Munster” (from a campy TV show). It ruined Lilith’s day and she almost trashed all of her Goth stuff at after that when she realized Lily was named Lilith as well. “I might pull through a Starbucks drive-through,” she joked before prompting Allan to pile on. “She’s got a nose, two huge fake tits, a free hand, toes, nose, ears. Think of something or pass.”

While my wife HAD done dares naked when she drove through drive-thrus, she had never received a four-person combined family dare. Paul and Allan had combined their dares many times simply because they both wanted to be the ones to give it to her simultaneously.

“Well, Allan?” my wife asked Allan patiently. If this dare took any longer, she’d naked with a sock in her pussy by the time they got off the Presidio Parkway and back to our house.

“Pull your booby until it is hard like a penis,” Allan gave his mom one of the common dares he always did around the house.

“We’ve been over this Allan, this is my booby or tit,” my wife indicated one of the swollen spheres on her chest. “This raised bumpy area is my areola. These are my nipples” she tweaked both. “These bumpy nubs are really the only very sensitive part on my body. If I pull it enough it gets hard, but it doesn’t shoot cum like your penis. It used to shoot milk, but it doesn’t anymore,” she explained this to my son almost weekly.

“You know what I mean,” he said.

“Yes, but I want YOU to know what you mean. It helps keep people from being misunderstood. This is a family dare that all four of you are giving me at once. Do I pull my NIPPLE just until it gets hard, or do I pull it until we get home?”

“Home!!”

“Gads, you know Allan was just messing with you. You know Allan knows what a nipple is! He just likes making you explain it to him like has never seen a titty before. Now, if you don’t accept this dare, I am pulling over to that chick-fil-a and taking my time to pay the cashier.”

Lilith was just joking but my wife wanted to make sure her eldest daughter understand that she wouldn’t accept a dare if there was an implied threat.

“I would refuse because you are threatening me with one dare if I don’t accept the other,” Tracy said. “Just like I wouldn’t accept a dare if you promise me one that I like!”

“I was just joking mom,” Lilith chortled.

“If you are going to give me a family dare let’s, just make sure we all understand the terms. Anyone have any questions or changes?” my wife waited for a moment and accepted.

The first thing she had to do was extricate the sock from her packed pussy. It was wet with piss, salt water and covered in gritty sand. She began to unravel it and feed it out of her pussy gently. Megan and her sons watched with interest.

“You said family dare, what’s that?” Megan asked.

“Yay, another new rule!” Lilith was clearly being sarcastic.

“It’s just a term I made up. It’s not a new rule,” Tracy frowned as she defended herself while unspooling the sock. The sand from the beach was abrasive and she was looking forward to washing herself out properly when she got home. “Sometimes I get a Paul and Allan Dare...”

“Paul and Allan Dare! Oh yeah! We’re famous!” Paul high fived his brother as he reached across her tits to extend the flat of his hand.

“PAD! Trademarked! All rights reserved,” Allan smiled as he called out the acronym of a “P.A.D.” (Paul and Allan Dare) and then officially copyrighted it in his mind by yelling it out loud. They were silly and clever boys and they said and did things like that all of the time.

“A Paul and Allan Dare is just when Paul and Allan get so excited to give me a dare that they blurt out something so fast I don’t know who went first and it doesn’t matter because I am going to do it anyway. I just consider it a dare for both of them. I just made up the term family dare for something everyone in the family has dared me to do. It’s got to have a specific time limit or end and be something everybody wants,” Tracy explained. It was just a concept in her head to handle it when more than one of them asked for something, and she thought it would be rare.

“What about dad? He wasn’t here!” Allan asked. He’s one of my biggest supporters in the family. I love that kid so much!

“Your father doesn’t like to give me dares that often,” I said.

“I bet he likes to give them in the bedroom!” Lilith teased her mother.

“You know I am an open book about my sex life, and you can ask me anything, but respect your father’s privacy. I wouldn’t talk about what he and I do in the bedroom unless he approved.”

“Gross, no thanks, Mom,” Lilith checked the rear-view mirror. My wife had the Sock out. She was holding the tip in her mouth and pushing her bikini back into her salty pussy. I am sure it was not a pleasant experience for her and extremely humiliating.

“Hey, I thought you were going to pack that sock in your mouth?” Lilith felt cheated.

My wife was well practiced talking with her mouth full of cock. Talking while holding a sock between her teeth wasn’t that difficult. “You said hold the sock in my mouth!”

Lilith was not going to amend the dare after the fact. She knew that would lead to some other lecture about being clear and misunderstandings and she had something to talk about.

My wife was satisfied she had tried her best to pack her pussy with the wadded up microkini top and bottoms she wore today. A part of the bra hung out between her lips. It was still preferable to the heavy wet sock that had filled her up. Tracy rose up in the seat, jammed her right thumb into her asshole and sat down on it. Then she pinched her left nipple and began to jerk it like a small dick.

Lilith watched her in the rear-view mirror and admired my wife’s tenacity. She would do her best to complete a dare no matter what.

The first thing Lilith wanted to talk about was a simple dare. “Allan, Paul, I think you know what a booby is now? They have nipples on them. If you pinch, suck or pull on them you can make them hard like a dick, okay?”

She knew they knew. Paul even added that ice works because he has dared his mom to use ice cubes on her nipples before.

“Okay, then mom, it would AMUSE and PLEASE me greatly if you didn’t lecture us anymore on how titties work since we all clearly know. Megan and I have our own boobs to work with, and these two have their own and yours. I DARE you to never, ever, lecture any of us on the basics of pully a booby until it gets hard, and when any of us dares you to do it, your only question should be how long do you want me to do it for?”

Tracy’s left nipple was already as hard as a rock. She has great tits, and they are wonderful for other people to look at. The downside besides finding clothes that fit properly is that the sensitivity was limited to crushing or pinching the nubs of her nipple. Squeezing, slapping, or caressing her breasts is about as arousing to her as rubbing her elbow.

“I would prefer not to accept,” Tracy began “because I am a big believer in open and honest communication. Say what you mean and mean what you say. If Allan dares me to do something to my boobs and it’s really my nip.”

“Bup-bup-bup!” Lilith held up her hand and interrupted her mom. “He knows what a titty is and when he dares you to pull your booby, can you suppress the urge to give a lecture and just ask how long do you need to do it for you?”

Allan, Paul and Megan nodded they would prefer that.

“If we can all agree, then yes, I accept,” Tracy pursed her lips thinly. She felt more uncomfortable about this dare then she had sitting naked in this obscene way in front of her kids.

“Yay, another family dare!” Allan cheered.

“Family dare is just a term I made up to help me deal with the four of you giving me a combined dare,” Tracy explained to her son.

“Yeah, I think we all agreed on that dare,” Paul nodded. Emily and Allan nodded agreement as well.

“I am sorry if I was ever annoying with my lectures guys, I know I can be a little OCD about some things,” Tracy admitted that she sometimes felt a compulsion to clarify things she knew people already understand, that she had a hard time resisting.

I wondered if she was OCD about dares as well.

“I have another question for you,” Lilith looked a bit more serious now that she had the first dare settled. My wife was delighted that Lilith was back to participating in family discussions and she wasn’t just trying to be disruptive and dramatic.

Lilith brought up the uptight lady that berated the family at the beach. My wife was happy to discuss any topic her family wanted to talk about even if meant she was the only one naked with her thumb in her ass and one hard nipple.

“She told me that I disrespected mothers everywhere by even calling you Mom because they set a good example and you don’t,” Lilith began. My wife could feel her pulse racing. She knew how she lived would probably be offensive to most people – especially those that didn’t understand some of her logic.

“I don’t agree. You set an AMAZING example. I wish I had your courage to expose yourself, make yourself vulnerable and even sometimes make yourself a target for ridicule. At school, if someone even looks at me the wrong way, I get so afraid that they will judge me that I intentionally offend them so that they will be too afraid to even try. I try to hurt them before they can hurt me. I push people away. I’ve been a real brat and you always try to see the best in me even when I don’t see it in myself.”

A small tear of pride and joy ran down Tracy’s cheek. She didn’t expect to hear that.

Paul, Allan and Megan echoed the same sentiment.

“Oh, goodness,” my wife was overwhelmed with emotion. “I didn’t want to ruin that woman’s day, but the only way I would ever do it again intentionally is to hear you guys say that again.”

“I may not say it, but I feel it and I want you to know that you are fucking weird, and that’s okay because we are all weird and you’ll always be my mom.”

Tracy felt a slight tinge of guilt. She didn’t feel she was super mom or in any way entitled to such wonderful kids. She was super grateful for what her daughter said. There was a part of Tracy’s mind that wondered if Lilith was intentionally buttering her up. She didn’t think that was what was going on, and she felt guilty that she didn’t automatically believe Lilith unconditionally.

“I just wanted to put that out there, because it got kind of intense, and I didn’t want there to be any misunderstandings about what I am going to ask you next. I don’t want you to think it has anything to do with what she said to me, because that lady can eat a bag of dicks.”

Tracy had no problem with profanity around her kids. “I wish you wouldn’t carry any malice or anger in your heart about that woman. That doesn’t help you or her. This isn’t the first time someone called me a bad mom. She has her opinions, and you’ll probably never change them even with the most well-reasoned argument. She doesn’t want to change them.”