My Milf System-Chapter 153. Panties & commands

(Third Person POV)

As the grill crackled and laughter echoed through the house, the alcohol started doing its job. The first few sips were casual—just little giggles and flushed cheeks. But after the third cup?

Everyone was chatting silly things, the boys throwing cringe lines as the girls laughed out loud. That’s when Adrian decided it was time to unleash the chaos. Asher packed away the grill into his item store, and a coffee table replaced it in the center.

Adrian explained the rules of the game—though everyone already knew them. And just like that, the game began.

With a sly grin, Adrian adjusted his glasses and exchanged looks with the boys, a silent reminder not to forget their little scheme.

Meanwhile, Sharon leaned in toward the girls and whispered something the boys couldn’t hear.

"Alright!" Adrian announced, placing the wooden cup filled with sticks on the table. "Ladies first!"

He smirked, thinking psychologically, the girls would pick the taller, smoother sticks. But Sharon had told all of them to go for the short ones—leaving the boys frowning as they picked the remaining sticks, none of them with the King.

"I am the King, suckers!!" Natalie announced with a wicked grin, a bit of drool glistening at the corner of her lips. "Number 2, kiss Number 3."

The guys scrambled to check their sticks. Adrian jumped up, eyes wide, slamming the table.

"No way!!! No fucking way!!!"

"Rules are rules, dude!" Sharon said, giggling behind her cup.

"Let’s just do it, bro. This was your dumb plan anyway," Brian sighed, utterly defeated.

Turns out, they were numbers 2 and 3.

"Kiss! Kiss!" Mira chanted, clapping excitedly as the other girls joined in.

Derrick was just grinning as he watched Adrian and Brian move close to each other, hesitantly, before Asher pushed one of them—forcing them to lock lips.

They quickly disengaged from the kiss as the room exploded with laughter.

Lorraine glanced to the side, visibly disgusted.

And so, the game continued. Now no one waited for the girls to pick first. Everyone grabbed sticks randomly, making the game a little more fair.

However, luck wasn’t on the boys’ side. The King kept landing on the girls, and they made them do all sorts of silly things. But then... the King landed on Kira.

The guys grinned, whispering to him to command something naughty. He glanced at the girls—particularly Lorraine—wondering, If I made a naughty command, would she hate me?

But well... since his chances with her were already too thin, he decided to take the risk. Standing up, he exhaled deeply.

"I command all the girls to take off a piece of clothing!"

"YEAHHH!!!" Adrian shouted, jumping up to hug Kira. "That’s my boy! A man of culture!!"

The girls just blushed, hearts racing as they exchanged glances to see who’d go first.

And with alcohol in her veins, the ever-so-shameless Natalie stood up teasingly, running her hands along her gorgeous body.

"A piece of my clothing, huh, boys?" she asked in a sultry tone, sticking her tongue out before leaning forward toward the guys. "Should I take off my crop top?"

She cupped her breasts teasingly, enjoying the blushes on the virgin boys, almost giving them nosebleeds from the tease.

She straightened up. "Or maybe... this," she teased, turning around. Slowly, she pulled down her yoga shorts, revealing a perfect pink thong hugging her hips.

"Holy shit!" Derrick slammed the couch. "This is heaven!!"

Adrian’s nose was practically bleeding now.

Asher remained unhinged. He’d seen far worse than that.

At last, Natalie dropped her shorts to the floor and tossed them aside.

Mira stood up next and followed Natalie’s example without hesitation, driving the boys into a frenzy.

The third was Anna. She stood up with a shrug and decided to go for her crop top, pulling it off to reveal a blue bra cupping her delicate C-cups. She swayed her head, letting her silver-green hair flow down her body before sitting down.

Now only Sharon and Lorraine remained.

Sharon was still unsure—years of bullying made her hesitant—but with alcohol in her system, she found herself saying, Fuck it. freewebnσvel.cѳm

She stood up, yanked down her shorts, and twirled them above her head. Her petite but curvy body drove the boys wild.

Nosebleeds. Daydreams. Blushes. The boys were wrecked.

Now all eyes turned to Lorraine.

She gulped audibly before standing up, hesitantly. Facing sideways, cheeks tinted pink, she shyly grabbed her crop top and slowly pulled it off—and the moment it was gone, the boys’ eyes widened.

She wasn’t wearing an ordinary bra.

It was one of those black bikini types, with just enough cloth in the front to cover her nipples, though the prints were still visible. Thin strips tied at the back left her side-boobs completely exposed. She cutely tried to cover herself with her hands before sitting down.

"Well damn," Adrian whispered, eyes wide as he and the other boys discreetly clutched the front of their pants, trying hard to hide their bulging erections.

Even Asher was surprised to feel himself getting one.

More rounds commenced. More alcohol was consumed. People were getting shameless. The girls soon ordered the boys to take off a piece of clothing, and all of them took off their shirts.

The game was fun, and the commands kept growing bolder—until Anna became the King and decided to get a little naughty.

"I command number 6 to climb on the lap of number 1 and kiss each other!"

To her shock, number 1 was none other than her own crush, Asher Reynolds.

And number 6... was Lorraine—the girl who had always thought kissing was disgusting.

Everyone went silent. Gasps escaped lips.

Kira’s heart sank. Why couldn’t that have been me? he thought, wishing he were in Asher’s shoes.

Asher frowned, clearly not interested in the command. He didn’t even like Lorraine—not after everything she’d done to him and Anna.

"Should we really do this?" he asked, raising a brow at Anna.

Anna shrugged. "The King’s command is absolute. That’s the game, isn’t it?"

Lorraine’s heart raced with mixed emotions—fear, insecurity, excitement—all colliding at once.

Is this how I’ll lose my first kiss?

Noticing how she flinched, Asher spoke gently.

"Hey... there’s no punishment if you don’t do this. You’re not forced to—"

"I’ll do it!" Lorraine cut him off, standing up.

As a prodigy who people believed was capable of doing everything, and getting good grades at school, she thought refusing to do this would shatter her pride. So she had to do it!

Every heart in the room reacted differently—some sank, some raced, some soared.

But Lorraine was about to find out just what kissing—something she had loathed for so long—really felt like.

TBC