Aimee freaks out

Your view was restricted to the pool behind Jonas as he carried you into the house, but you heard Aimee's screaming orgasm clearly enough as Jonas opened the door.

"Damn, Nikki, you gave up on my dick that fast?" Jonas' voice was mock-outraged, and he flipped you around in his arms easily, settling you down on a leather couch in the spinning room. "Aimee, stop a minute. Is this girl on anything? My dick doesn't usually leave 'em quite like that." He gestured towards you, his voice concerned but controlled.

Your eyes adjusted to the room around you, and you spotted Nikki and Aimee, still naked, on the couch nearby. Nikki had a vibrator inside her (she was so lucky!) and was on her knees in front of Aimee, but Aimee's eyes had focused on you, and were filled with concern.

She was on her feet in a flash, and then she was *very* close, looking at you with worry and tears in her eyes. "Stefi! What happened? Are you okay?" She pulled your hand away from your pussy, which was really mean of her. "Say something Stefi... can you hear me?" You giggled back at her stupidly as she checked your pulse, then your eyelids.

*Her boobs were really nice... Why was she being so mean?*

Aimee turned away from you and spun toward Jonas, who'd slipped a towel around his waist after he set you down. "What happened out there, Jonas?" She asked, panic in her voice, "She looks like she's high. Stefi doesn't do any ****! If you hurt her..." Your fingers found your pussy again, which was *awesome.*

"Relax, girl, I didn't do shit. Just fucked her and treated her *real* nice. Carried her in like a lady. Hell, I offered her a damn job!" Jonas was starting to sound upset.

Nikki looked over to you from her position on the floor, then crawled onto the couch with you. "You okay, honey? You seem pretty out of it." She pulled the vibrator from inside her and left it on the couch.

"She *looks* wasted!" Aimee yelled back, pulling your hand out of your pussy again. You whined, but let her. Aimee was approaching hysterics, and stormed outside, picking up your clothes from the porch. Jonas sighed, following her out. He closed the door behind him, cutting off her last words, "She had *two* drinks! Jonas I swear if you did anything to hurt her... We need to get her to a doctor or some-"

You stirred, the room starting to make more sense, and looked sideways at Nikki. She was still looking at you, curious. You struggled to put together words in the relative silence, "Nikki, you... a *really* ...sexy."

She smiled back at you, relief on her face. "Awe, honey that's really nice of you. You've got 'a really sexy,' too. Hey, if you're talking again, you're probably alright now. Have fun!" She passed her vibrator over to you, and you wasted no time shoving it inside you. It felt strange not having a some kind of dick inside you.

*Getting fucked feels so much more natural than being empty.*

Nikki disappeared outside after Jonas and Aimee. They were arguing about something, but it wasn't sexy at all. You ignored whatever it was, and just focused on the vibrator inside you, reaching another orgasm before you blacked out.