Summer Teasing

"Olivia, we're home!" I heard my twin brother Paul yell after walking through the front door of our house.

I heard some rustling and suitcases rolling in while I did yoga in our living room. Paul left earlier to pick up his best friend from the airport who was coming here to stay with us for a few days during the summer. We all grew up together since we were kids, but he moved away at the end of high school. They kept their friendship close, and he invited him to stay with us now that summer break just started after our first year at Wheaton College. Our parents were off on a cruise vacation, so it was the perfect time to hang out. Getting out of the pose I was holding, I got up and walked over to the entrance.

"Hey, Paul and hi....Vic?" I said in a confused tone after walking over to meet them.

His full name was Victor, but we always called him Vic. He had his back towards me but his silhouette looked way different than I remembered. He finally turned around and my jaw practically dropped. Holy shit, he looked completely different from the last time I saw him! The guy in front of me was a hot, muscular stud, not some slightly pudgy goofball. Gone was his scrappy unkempt hair and patchy beard. Instead, his hair was short, styled, and his face was smooth and extremely handsome. How...when did this happen?

"Hey Olivia, it's so good to see you again!" he said as he walked over before giving me a big hug and squishing me into his muscular body.

Releasing the hug, he took a step back and after looking me up and down, he said, "Looking hot as ever."

I felt my face heat up and felt that ever-familiar rush of excitement when someone ogled my body. I knew how I was dressed, and I couldn't blame him for checking me out. Since I was doing yoga, I had on a tight, form-fitting tank top that wonderfully highlighted my large, D-cup breasts. The top was slightly cropped too, giving a small peak at my toned stomach. Naturally, I was wearing yoga pants too and they stuck to my lower body like a second skin. My nicely sculpted legs were wonderfully accentuated and if I turned around, my firm butt would leave little to the imagination.

There were more modest outfits I could have worn while doing yoga, but I wore this because I knew Vic was coming over and I loved to tease him. When we were in high school together, I knew how much he ogled my body and I loved the attention. I couldn't help but wear revealing outfits whenever he was around and the lustful stares always gave me a rush of excitement, even if I wasn't attracted to him. I always felt safe doing it too because I knew he was too timid or too much of a goofball to ever do anything about it.

When I went to college, I realized that I enjoyed teasing more than just him. Whenever I wore something even a tiny bit revealing, the stares I got from random guys on campus gave me just as big of a rush as I got from Vic. I loved the attention so much that flirting and teasing became a sort of personality trait of mine. I started to flirt with every attractive guy I saw and I always made sure to show off the right amount of my body to get their attention. One of my secret weapons was my naturally bronze and flawless skin from my Hispanic heritage that drove guys wild, especially white guys.

Every instinct told me to tease him further, especially after his last comment. However, this brand-new Vic had me completely confused. The more I looked up at him, the more aroused I started to feel. I wasn't short at 5'5", but he towered over me and I felt so small in comparison. Was he always this tall? He had to be at least 6 feet if not more. The arousal startled me because I never felt attracted to him before. Part of me wanted to feel frustrated for being attracted to him, but at the same time, how could I not? Any girl would be obsessed with a guy as handsome and muscular as he was.

I realized that the tables were now turned. He was usually the one ogling me, but now I couldn't help but ogle him. His chest powerfully pushed out his form-fitting shirt and his pecs looked tantalizingly hard. My eyes lowered to his narrow waist, I could only imagine what kind of six-pack he had underneath. Soon my eyes roamed to his arms and I gulped at how strong they looked. They perilously stretched the short sleeves of his shirt and even with his arms resting at his side, his biceps bulged out and looked perfectly sculpted. Never in a million years could I have believed he could look like this.

Realizing that I might be staring too much, I looked away, crossed my arms in defiance, and said nonchalantly, "How was your flight in?"

"It was long and kinda rocky, but now that I'm here, it's so worth it," he said with a charming smile that I caught out of the corner of my eye.

I felt my face blush slightly and I immediately got angry with myself. What the hell was wrong with me? I was supposed to be the one teasing him, not the other way around! It was clear that he was flirting with me, but my twin brother seemed perfectly oblivious to it all. Back in high school, Vic hit on me all the time, but my brother never seemed to care. Maybe it was because he knew that he never had a chance with me. Either way, his comments didn't seem to phase Paul at all.

"Why don't we go up the stairs and I'll show you the spare room we converted to a guest bedroom," my brother said as he walked by me, dragging a suitcase with him.

"Yeah, sounds good bro," Vic said and started to follow him, his suitcase in tow.

I stood off to the side so he could pass by, but he stopped right next to me while my brother started to go up the stairs and whispered to me, "I can't wait to see that fine ass body of yours in more sexy ass clothes."

My eyes widened in shock and I glared up at him. What the hell did he just say to me? I was so stunned and startled that I didn't even know how to respond. All I could do was scoff at him before I saw him wink at me and walk away, following my brother. Wait, wait, did that really just happen? I wasn't imagining things, was I? He was never, ever confident enough to say anything like that to me before. He never had an aggressive personality like that and was usually too shy to even talk to girls. How was he so different after just one year away at college?

Still flustered, I followed both of them up the stairs. They walked into the newly converted guest bedroom and I stood by the doorframe. As they moved the suitcases around, my eyes were glued to my brother's best friend. His arm muscles bulged as he easily moved the suitcase around and I started to wonder if he could move around my body as easily as that suitcase. Shaking my head, I immediately banished those thoughts. God, what was wrong with me? I suddenly realized I was biting my lip softly and reprimanded myself again. Get ahold of yourself, Olivia!

"Ok, that's that then. I'll give you some time to settle in and then we'll figure out something to do before we hang out with the rest of the guys later tonight, alright?" I heard my brother say.

"Yeah man, sounds good," Vic responded.

My brother walked past me and headed to his room while I remained, leaning against the doorframe. I was going to leave too, but I realized that I needed to take back charge of this situation. I needed to be the one teasing him, not the other way around. I couldn't let him think that he had any sort of power over me or anything like that.

"Yeah, go ahead and settle in, but let me know if you need anything," I said and turned around like I was going to walk away, but stopped still.

Flexing my round, firm butt-cheeks, I moved my hands behind me and softly rested them on my ass. I left them there for a moment before I squeezed my ass softly. I looked over my shoulder and I could see him staring at me completely dumbfounded, his eyes already lit up in passion. That was the look I was used to seeing from him. Fuck, it felt so good to tease him again like this. I knew he would need to rub one out after this.

"But I have a feeling I've given you everything you need already," I said in a sultry voice before walking out.

With a wide smile on my face, I walked over to my room and closed the door. Softly giggling to myself, I flung myself on my bed and took out my phone. With eyes lit up in excitement, I started to text my best friend Quinn. We met at college, so she didn't know anything about Vic, but I was so excited to tell her all about it. He was definitely her type, so I wanted her to feel a little jealous too.

After hanging out in my room for a while, I eventually heard a knock on my door and heard my brother yell through it, "Hey Liv, we're gonna hang out in the pool in the backyard. You can hang out too if you want."

"Ok!" I yelled back.

The first thing I thought about was teasing Vic with one of my skimpy swimsuits, but suddenly I started to imagine what he would look like topless in the pool. My imagination started to take off like a rocket, but I started to squash those thoughts. No, I needed to be the one in control. I couldn't fall for my brother's best friend, even if he was totally hot now. Once I teased him enough at the pool, I hoped he would revert back to following me around like a quiet puppy.

Going to my closet, I started to pull out all the different swimsuits that I owned. I immediately found a sexy bikini that I could wear and I immediately started to fantasize how he would act if I wore this around him. I had a feeling that his eyes would open so wide they might fall out of his head. He'd never be able to leave the pool if I wore something like this. Then again, Paul was going to be there and there was no way I would wear something this revealing around him. Sighing to myself, I looked at my other swimsuits and finally found a one-piece that I thought could work.

Peeling off my yoga clothes, I stepped into the one-piece swimsuit and pulled it up my body. Adjusting it slightly, I stood in front of my mirror to check out how I looked. The moment I saw my reflection, I smiled widely at myself. This was perfect! It covered most of my upper body, but it was super tight. It molded perfectly around my large D-cup breasts and highlighted my flat, toned stomach. My long, shapely legs were completely bare and my bronze skin looked silky smooth. Turning around, I checked to see how it looked in the back. My ass wasn't big like my best friend Quinn's, but it was round, firm, and would definitely get stares.

Tossing my wavy dark brown hair behind my head, I opened the door and started to head downstairs. Feeling both excited and feisty, I was practically skipping down the steps. Walking into the living room, I noticed that Vic was already down there waiting by the patio doors that led to the pool outside. He changed into some swim trunks and was wearing a loose t-shirt, covering most of his muscular physique. I guessed he was waiting for my brother and that gave me a perfect moment to tease him a bit more.

"Hey Vic," I said while walking over to him like I was on some sort of fashion runway.

He turned to look at me and I noticed his eyes were already full of lust when he responded, "So that's what you decided to wear, huh?"

"Why, do you like it?" I responded while flashing him a seductive smile.

"Not as much as you're gonna like my ripped body. I saw you checking me out earlier. Haven't you been fantasizing about what's underneath my shirt?" he replied with an arrogant smirk.

Damn, he was so much cockier than before. Where did he get this abundance of self-confidence from? Were girls at his school constantly throwing themselves at him or something? If he thought that I was going to treat him like one of those college sluts, he was in for a rude awakening.

Placing my hands on my hips while standing right in front of him, I gave him a coy smile and said, "I have no idea what you are talking about, I would never think of you like that."

"Don't lie, I can see it in your eyes. You're dying to see," he said, his voice still brimming with confidence.

"No way! Are you crazy?" I said, acting innocent.

"Oh yeah?" he said with a smirk.

Suddenly, he grabbed my hand, lifted up his shirt, and quickly pressed it against his body. Within just a few seconds, my hand was now resting against a wonderfully chiseled set of abs. I gasped at how rock-solid they felt and instead of moving my hand away, I found myself pressing it even harder against his body. Holy shit, his body was insane! His abs were perfectly sculpted and impressively bulged out from his stomach. Deep crevices separated each one and I stared at his body in wonder. How in the world did he get his body to look like this?!

His hand released mine, but instead of moving my hand away, I explored his abs further. My fingers started to softly trace the crevices of his six-pack before they ran up and down the entire length of his stomach. I slowly lifted my head up and gazed into his face where I saw his same cocky smirk, but also his eyes burning with desire.

Footsteps started to pound down the stairs and it was like I was finally broken out of a trance. I quickly pulled my hand away and he lowered his shirt, right before Paul came into view. I tried to act like everything was normal, but my body made it difficult. I was breathing hard, my skin felt flushed, and my body was tingly with arousal. It was crazy how much my body reacted to his.

"You guys ready to go out?" my brother asked.

"Yeah!" I said a little too quickly, and a little too loudly.

They both looked at me weirdly before they shrugged and went outside. Following them out, I was immediately blinded by the sun and its rays felt hot against my skin. Today was just a nice, hot, summer day to lounge in the pool. The guys immediately took off their shirts and jumped into the pool trying to make as big of a splash as possible. Ugh, men. I walked over to the pool steps and gently placed my feet in the water, trying to get acclimated to the temperature before I went farther in.

I was only about waist-deep in when Vic swam up to me and stood up, towering over me. My gaze was completely filled with his bare, muscular torso and my eyes went wide in shock. Before I could even appreciate how good he looked, he grabbed my hands and started to pull me deeper into the pool. I yelled out a playful cry and soon my entire upper body was pulled under the cool water. He was definitely more brazen than I remember! Once he let go of my hands, I splashed water at him in retaliation. He recoiled at first, but when he smiled at me, he looked so charming that I felt my heart skip a beat.

Fortunately, my brother was around to interrupt any potential awkwardness. He splashed some water at Vic and soon they started to chase each other in the pool. Giggling at their antics, I decided to join in and chase them around. Within a few minutes, we were swimming around the pool like we did back in high school. It almost felt like we were kids again, just trying to have as much fun as possible.

While this all felt happily familiar, I couldn't help but realize how different things were too. Before, I would never look at Vic for more than a second. Now though, and more than I cared to admit, my eyes lingered on his new, powerful physique. Staring at his ripped muscles skyrocketed my arousal and even though I was in cool water, my body felt hot. Every time I found myself staring at him, his gaze somehow matched mine, and each time I looked away in mild embarrassment.

The innocence of us playing with each other was gone too, and instead, I became keenly aware of how close our bodies were to each other. It was like our bodies were both magnets and we constantly found ourselves drawn into close proximity. It wasn't long until I started to feel him purposefully brush against me. It was always in the guise of playing around or moving around the pool, but I knew what he was doing. His hands constantly found a way to brush against my leg or scrape against my waist. In fairness, I couldn't resist touching him either.

Overcome with powerful attraction, my hands found opportunities to graze against his bulging biceps or push against his solid chest. Every time our hands found themselves on each other, I felt my heart race in my chest. There were even times when I felt my nipples harden underneath my one-piece and I had to keep my chest below water out of embarrassment. The more this went on, the more daring I started to feel.

Feeling particularly emboldened, I found an opportunity to jump on his back and I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck while my legs surrounded his torso. I giggled and laughed while he played it off like we were just having fun, but it was anything but innocent. His body felt as solid as a brick wall and I couldn't help but admire his broad shoulders. I pressed myself tightly against him and felt my large breasts squish against his muscular back, sending a jolt of pleasure up and down my spine. My heart started to pound so hard that I started to feel a little dizzy.

Eventually getting off of him, he turned around and looked at me with such wild passion that it honestly startled me a bit. My actions were primarily driven by my own desire, but when I saw his reaction, I blushed slightly. I didn't realize it at the time, but I was doing an incredible job of teasing him. He looked so aroused that I felt like I could tell him to do literally anything and he would have obeyed me instantly. I relished how it felt and I knew that whether planned or not, I was getting the upper hand again.

After what felt like a few hours of hanging out in the pool, a phone ringtone started to go off on a table near the pool and I recognized it as my brothers. He got out of the pool to answer it while Vic and I leisurely hung out in the middle of the pool. I could feel him staring at me as we stood next to each other, but I decided to play it cool and not even look at him.

While Paul was talking on the phone, I heard Vic say softly to me, "So why the grandma suit?"

I looked over at him confused and said, "What? What do you mean?"

"Your swimsuit. You look like a grumpy grandma wearing something like that," he said with a playful smirk.

My eyes opened wide and splashed him lightly while I replied astonished, "I don't look like a grandma! How could you even say that?"

"I just can't believe a girl with a smoking hot body like yours would wear something so modest. I was looking forward to seeing your big boobs strain against a tiny bikini," he said arrogantly.

I was so shocked and rattled by his audacious comment that my mouth hung open while I stared dumbfoundedly at him. I couldn't believe he would say something like that to me! I wanted to be offended, but when I saw the fire in his eyes when he looked into mine, I found myself wanting to blush instead. I started to wish I wore that sexy bikini I picked out earlier so I could have shown off more of my sexy body to him. Before I could figure out how to respond, I saw my brother walking back to us while still on the phone.

"Alright, got it. See you guys soon," Paul said before hanging up and was now standing at the edge of the pool.

"Seems like the guys are ready. Why don't we dry off, get changed, and grab some food with them," he said happily.

"Yeah, sounds like a plan," Vic said.

Giving me one final look, he swam to the edge and pulled himself out of the pool while I helplessly stared at his muscular body. God, he looked perfect. He walked over to join my brother in grabbing some towels off a shelf by the table. Not wanting to get caught staring, I started to lazily do some backstrokes in the pool. For the first time in what felt like hours, my heartbeat started to return to normal and the water felt wonderfully cool against my body.

"Alright sis, we're gonna head up and get changed," I heard Paul say.