My girlfriend, Sarah, arrived half an hour before dinner as planned. Her outfit was daring, even more so than I assumed it would be. I knew my mom, sister, and Sarah would all be wearing something revealing. My mom and sister wear still upstairs getting ready, so Sarah's was the first outfit I saw. She wore a loose, sheer mesh crop top over a fancy bra that cut very deep to ****** a lot of cleavage. It matched with her black, high-waisted yoga pants that showed off every possible curve.
"You... might as well be in just your bra," I commented while taking it all in.
Sarah giggled and bounced with excitement. "You like it? I hope Malik does, and you're *** too."
I had no idea how my *** would react to Sarah's slutty outfit. Hopefully, he wouldn't insist she goes home or changes, although I doubt he'd take such a strong stance against it.
Sarah continued, "so, where is everyone?"
"Mom and Ashley are upstairs changing, ***'s in the kitchen."
"Okay, let's go up and see if they're ready," Sarah said as she took my arm and pulled me upstairs. We checked my sister's room first but it was empty, so we went over to my parent's room. We could hear them both in the master bathroom. Sarah pulled me in there before I could think better of it.
My mom and sister were both in front of the mirror working on their make-up. Both of them were in only their panties but didn't pay any mind to my presence. They both enthusiastically greeted Sarah, Ashley even giving her a hug and a kiss that evolved into a short make-out. Once they were done tonguing each other, Ashley complimented Sarah's outfit while feeling up her breasts and ass. Mom turned around to kiss Sarah as well but continued working on her eyeliner afterward.
"Help me get dressed," Ashley requested of Sarah. They both went into the big closet attached to the bathroom. I was left there with my nearly naked mom, not knowing what to do. It was awkward but I'd seen her naked tons of times.
She broke the silence first, "Did your father see Sarah when she came in?"
"No, we came right upstairs. He's in the kitchen."
"Oh good, it's probably best if he sees all of our outfits at the same time. Less likely to make a scene of it that way."
I understood the logic. Thinking back to when this insane situation all started, I might have reacted more strongly if I had first seen Malik alone with my girlfriend. The fact that they were joined by a large group of girls all acting the same way towards Malik had definitely thrown me off. Confronting a group is harder than an individual after all.
"Isn't there gonna be a scene anyway, you know, if *** sees any of you do anything with Malik."
Mom smirked and responded, "Oh honey, I'm sure once he sees how happy Malik makes us, he will accept it." Mom continued while twisting one of her hard nipples, "Then Malik can finally own our entire ******!"
My cock stiffened at the thought of it. Mom noticed and gave me a knowing look. "Alright, you've seen enough of your naked mother and sister for now. Go help your father set up dinner, Malik will be here any moment."
I left the bathroom and let my erection calm down before going downstairs. *** and I finished setting the table and preparing the food together. A few minutes later we heard the doorbell. We went to the front door and were joined by the girls coming down the stairs at the same time. ***'s mouth dropped at the sight of them. They were all beautifully dressed, even though the clothing was pretty minimal. Ashley was wearing a fancy tank top that had the back cut out and a lot of side boob *******. She clearly didn't have a bra on. It looked like her boobs would pop out if she moved around too much. The shirt was tucked into the front of her shorts that only covered two-thirds of her ass.
Mom also wore a tank top, only far looser and cut deeper than Ashley's. It was only held in place because she tied it in a front knot, which kept it tight to her figure. Underneath it, she had on a strappy bra that was certainly intended as lingerie. The bra didn't cover her boobs at all, only accentuated them with a few strips of cloth that formed a pattern over her ******* chest. Her hard nipples were visibly poking out through the tank top's thin fabric, and only were less than an inch from being ******* entirely. She paired the daring top with blue denim booty shorts.
Before *** could say anything about their slutty appearances, the girls opened the front door and cheerfully invited Malik inside. Malik greeted by sister first by pulling her into a romantic hug and a brief yet erotic kiss. Next, he turned to my girlfriend and complimented her outfit. He hugged her as well and slickly put his hands under the back of her mesh shirt to feel her up. Finally, he turned to my mother. She embraced him in a short hug that Malik took as an opportunity to slyly cup her ass.
My ***'s mouth was still hanging slightly open, he hadn't moved an inch or said a word since he first saw the girls heading down the stairs. Malik greeted me in an unusually friendly way, tapping me on the shoulder with a "What's up man" before turning his attention to my father.
"I've been looking forward to meeting you! I've loved getting to know your ****** over the last few weeks." Malik said, extending his arm for a handshake.
That snapped my *** out of his stupor. He managed to put on a friendly face and shook Malik's hand. "Good to meet you too. Been looking forward to this ever since my ******** and wife brought you up."
Ashley snuggled herself into Malik's side and said, "You're gonna love him, Daddy!"
*** looked around the room at all of us, searching for a reaction to the strange situation. The girls all looked happy as could be, but with a subtle hint of deviousness in their expressions. I'm sure I looked at least a little nervous, but all this was normal enough to me that I didn't give *** the reaction he was looking for. With nothing else to say, *** awkwardly ushered us all into the dining room for dinner. Malik gave my Mom an audible spank as they started to move behind my ***, who didn't turn around to see what happened.
"You... might as well be in just your bra," I commented while taking it all in.
Sarah giggled and bounced with excitement. "You like it? I hope Malik does, and you're *** too."
I had no idea how my *** would react to Sarah's slutty outfit. Hopefully, he wouldn't insist she goes home or changes, although I doubt he'd take such a strong stance against it.
Sarah continued, "so, where is everyone?"
"Mom and Ashley are upstairs changing, ***'s in the kitchen."
"Okay, let's go up and see if they're ready," Sarah said as she took my arm and pulled me upstairs. We checked my sister's room first but it was empty, so we went over to my parent's room. We could hear them both in the master bathroom. Sarah pulled me in there before I could think better of it.
My mom and sister were both in front of the mirror working on their make-up. Both of them were in only their panties but didn't pay any mind to my presence. They both enthusiastically greeted Sarah, Ashley even giving her a hug and a kiss that evolved into a short make-out. Once they were done tonguing each other, Ashley complimented Sarah's outfit while feeling up her breasts and ass. Mom turned around to kiss Sarah as well but continued working on her eyeliner afterward.
"Help me get dressed," Ashley requested of Sarah. They both went into the big closet attached to the bathroom. I was left there with my nearly naked mom, not knowing what to do. It was awkward but I'd seen her naked tons of times.
She broke the silence first, "Did your father see Sarah when she came in?"
"No, we came right upstairs. He's in the kitchen."
"Oh good, it's probably best if he sees all of our outfits at the same time. Less likely to make a scene of it that way."
I understood the logic. Thinking back to when this insane situation all started, I might have reacted more strongly if I had first seen Malik alone with my girlfriend. The fact that they were joined by a large group of girls all acting the same way towards Malik had definitely thrown me off. Confronting a group is harder than an individual after all.
"Isn't there gonna be a scene anyway, you know, if *** sees any of you do anything with Malik."
Mom smirked and responded, "Oh honey, I'm sure once he sees how happy Malik makes us, he will accept it." Mom continued while twisting one of her hard nipples, "Then Malik can finally own our entire ******!"
My cock stiffened at the thought of it. Mom noticed and gave me a knowing look. "Alright, you've seen enough of your naked mother and sister for now. Go help your father set up dinner, Malik will be here any moment."
I left the bathroom and let my erection calm down before going downstairs. *** and I finished setting the table and preparing the food together. A few minutes later we heard the doorbell. We went to the front door and were joined by the girls coming down the stairs at the same time. ***'s mouth dropped at the sight of them. They were all beautifully dressed, even though the clothing was pretty minimal. Ashley was wearing a fancy tank top that had the back cut out and a lot of side boob *******. She clearly didn't have a bra on. It looked like her boobs would pop out if she moved around too much. The shirt was tucked into the front of her shorts that only covered two-thirds of her ass.
Mom also wore a tank top, only far looser and cut deeper than Ashley's. It was only held in place because she tied it in a front knot, which kept it tight to her figure. Underneath it, she had on a strappy bra that was certainly intended as lingerie. The bra didn't cover her boobs at all, only accentuated them with a few strips of cloth that formed a pattern over her ******* chest. Her hard nipples were visibly poking out through the tank top's thin fabric, and only were less than an inch from being ******* entirely. She paired the daring top with blue denim booty shorts.
Before *** could say anything about their slutty appearances, the girls opened the front door and cheerfully invited Malik inside. Malik greeted by sister first by pulling her into a romantic hug and a brief yet erotic kiss. Next, he turned to my girlfriend and complimented her outfit. He hugged her as well and slickly put his hands under the back of her mesh shirt to feel her up. Finally, he turned to my mother. She embraced him in a short hug that Malik took as an opportunity to slyly cup her ass.
My ***'s mouth was still hanging slightly open, he hadn't moved an inch or said a word since he first saw the girls heading down the stairs. Malik greeted me in an unusually friendly way, tapping me on the shoulder with a "What's up man" before turning his attention to my father.
"I've been looking forward to meeting you! I've loved getting to know your ****** over the last few weeks." Malik said, extending his arm for a handshake.
That snapped my *** out of his stupor. He managed to put on a friendly face and shook Malik's hand. "Good to meet you too. Been looking forward to this ever since my ******** and wife brought you up."
Ashley snuggled herself into Malik's side and said, "You're gonna love him, Daddy!"
*** looked around the room at all of us, searching for a reaction to the strange situation. The girls all looked happy as could be, but with a subtle hint of deviousness in their expressions. I'm sure I looked at least a little nervous, but all this was normal enough to me that I didn't give *** the reaction he was looking for. With nothing else to say, *** awkwardly ushered us all into the dining room for dinner. Malik gave my Mom an audible spank as they started to move behind my ***, who didn't turn around to see what happened.
