...But you're too turned on right now to care

You couldn't figure out what she was upset about. Sure, some part of you felt an echo of her worry, but you dismissed that part, weighing it against your need to get fucked.

*Just giggle and nod, and get fucked,* the voice suggested.

You smiled back at Aimee innocently, and kissed her again. "Jonas *has* a dick, Aimee! I checked. You, on the other hand..." You slipped around behind her and wrapped both arms around waist, your hands slipping under her skirt and thong. She made a soft sound, and you worked your fingers farther down between her legs. "You've got a *really* nice pussy here, baby," you said huskily. "Wouldn't you like it to get fucked?" The words sounded alien on your tongue, but in the best way.

Aimee opened her mouth to speak, but just made a pleased and needy sound in the back of her throat, instead. You struck, shucking her thong and skirt down her long legs in a fluid motion. She looked at you with shock and arousal as you giggled, pushing her back into the water. You caught a delighted shriek of "You bitch!" from her as she fell toward the glowing pool. She hit the water with a splash, rising a moment later, her soaked tube top transparent in the steamy water. You smiled down at her, then daintily shed your skirt, heels, and blouse, keeping your black lingerie on. It felt good to stand there in your sexy lingerie, exposed on Jonas' porch.

*It feels so good to show off,* you thought, feeling a welcome warmth in your pussy.

Aimee gestured you towards her as she struggled with her clothes, throwing her heels and top up near your clothes until she swam naked among the glowing lights. You followed her into the water, which felt amazing on your skin, and she wrapped you into another kiss.

"That was going a bit too far, Stefi," she said, "I'll have to get you back for it!" Aimee's kisses moved down your jaw to your neck, then to your chest, bringing more giggles bubbling out of your throat. She made short work of your bra, letting it float away and freeing your boobs in the water. Then you felt hands on your chest, and sighed in appreciation as she teased your nipples. She had shifted and was standing behind you, playing with your chest idly as you both looked out at the city below, when she spoke. "You looked so good sucking Jonas off in the car like that, baby... Stefi, are your boobs bigger than the other day?"

The question struck a chord, cutting through some of the horny, drunk haze that the preceding comment had brought up. Were they? Most of your bras hadn't fit that morning, but surely... Aimee broke your train of thought as she twisted one of your nipples again, and you gasped. "Aimee, maybe! I don't know... Let me ch-"

Aimee wasn't letting you check, though. You heard her giggle as she twisted the other nipple, and then she had a finger under the water, brushing over your pussy, teasing you relentlessly. You spun around in the water to face her and she kissed you again. You returned the kiss, pressing into her and closing your eyes as she slipped a finger inside you under the water.

You were losing track of wherever she'd said, and getting caught up in the sexy game. You broke the kiss, relishing the feeling of her finger inside you. It felt so good to grind into her hand, and you felt another wonderful orgasm approaching. "Aimee, don't stop, please-" you gasped, and heard her familiar giggle in reply.

"You're close, baby... You must have *really* liked that cock." Aimee whispered in your ear. "It looks like somebody's here to help you out, Stefi."

You felt a new soft pressure on your chest, and opened your eyes to see two feminine, caramel-colored hands cupping your tits, running small circles around your nipples in a way that felt maddeningly good. Aimee was still working a finger inside you, her other hand slipping your panties down your leg.