You break

"But I'm not," you whined, "I'm just drunk and horny..." She was being so unfair! "Aimee please don't stop... I'm so close!"

"If you say it," she promised, get voice husky, "you can cum... as much... as you want." She ground her vulva lewdly into your hand, emphasizing each point.

It was too much, and you broke. "I'm a slut, too." You whispered. You *needed* to cum.

"What was that?" Her eyes were wicked. "I didn't hear you."

"I'm a slut!" You said again, louder.

*It felt so good to admit that, didn't it?*

"Fuck yeah you are!" Aimee crowed. Her hand moved down beside yours and guided your fingers inside her.

With her other hand, Aimee pulled out her fingers, then brought the vibrator down, pressing the bulbous head onto the space her fingers had vacated. You whimpered, leaning into it, and then started bucking as she gleefully switched it on inside you. You moaned, whimpered, and cried out as the orgasm took you until she silenced you with another delicious kiss.

You started to come down from the climax, but Aimee was relentless, and quickly brought you back to the brink, the fingers of one hand dancing on your clit while the other started rocking the vibrator inside you. "You like that, Stefi?" She asked, her voice pure sin, "do you like being fucked like the little slut you are?"

Your mind was a swimming mess of sex, and you could only vocalize vague noises of agreement. Aimee seemed to take that as a "yes."

"Okay baby, you ready to try something else?" She was still sliding the pink vibrator in and out of you with practiced ease.

You nodded blankly, and she shifted positions, bringing her hips around over your head and ducking her head between your legs. Your confusion only lasted a moment, and then her tongue was inside you. "Fuccck," you moaned, "Aimee this... Fuck! Your tongue..." You broke off, noticing her vulva-no, her pussy- sinking down toward your face. You panicked, insure what to do, then opened your mouth as another orgasm overtook you.

You gasped through the orgasm, then moved your mouth up, laying a kiss on Aimee's clit. It was apparently what she was waiting for, because you heard an approving moan and felt her hips pressing down on your lips. You made up for your complete lack of experience with eager enthusiasm, using your tongue and hands together, and soon realized your face and fingers were dripping with Aimee's wetness. It didn't matter as long as Aimee kept that vibrator inside you.

After your third orgasm, you lost count. At some point after that, Aimee guided you under the covers with her, both of you trembling, and you passed out. Your last memory as you fell asleep was her soft voice in your ear.

"Wow, Stefi... I haven't cum like that in *years.* We *have* to do this again!"

You couldn't agree more.