*All characters are at least 18 years old.
"No! Get away from me you animal!" Jodi pleaded.
With a big smile on my face, and still drenched from the pool, I extended my threatening arms before wrapping them around my sister. Her defensive stance useless, I pulled her close to my body.
"Good to see you sis," I said, rubbing her head with my stubble strewn chin.
She pushed me back a step and shifted to look behind me.
"You guys partying or what?" she said, fixing her hair.
"Yo! A female at last!" one of the boys shouted. "Come over here and help break up this sausage party!"
"Yeah! Forget about those college nerds and hang with some real men!"
Game to their banter, Jodi chuckled.
"Peter, you have a fucking arts degree, idiot!" she shot back.
Jeers erupted and beer cans crashed to the sound of classic 80s tunes.
"How did..." Fuck, what was it she had on today?
Her wry smile left me hanging. Patches of moisture were obvious on her t-shirt. I was glad the guys were too far away to see the thin cotton soak against black bra cups.
"My last exam? Thanks for paying attention to me. It could have been better." she said. "I'm just about ready to blow off some steam though. Any suggestions, party boy?"
Always so serious and studious, Jodi had been a grade A student all through school and university -- a far cry from me. But I figured, rich kids didn't need to worry about shit like that, so why waste time in school? I'd rather make muscles. Obviously not seeing things the same way, it was good that she was allowing herself a little fun.
"Where's mom and dad?"
"No idea," I said. "Probably with their other halves. They left a load of cash and a full fridge. Only Maria has come by to do her usual clean...y'know as well as check me out."
Beads of water rolled down my chest as I flexed.
"I see you've really matured in the last year, Chad. Still, maturity is not what I'm looking for right now. Maybe I will join you guys a bit later."
Boobs jiggled as she shook droplets from her arms.
"After all, you've already gotten me fucking wet!"
***
Slowing her barefoot approach, I didn't stir from my sun lounger. Ready for a pool party, Jodi looked good in her yellow bikini. It was made mostly from strings. The thin, faded shirt she wore over it did little to hide her figure. She brought her lips to the straw and sucked down some of her cocktail. A furrowed brow was revealed as she lowered her sunglasses.
"Where are the guys?"
I never understood why girls wore those enormous sunglasses that practically covered their face. I mean, I get it for ugly girls that have nice bodies. Jodi wasn't an ugly girl. I stretched out on the lounger before speaking.
"They got bored of waiting for you. Besides, it's probably better for you that they're gone."
"God forbid, Chad," she said, setting down on her lounger. "I might have actually been the center of attention for a while, instead of you."
"Where's my cocktail?"
"Oops! I forgot."
She used the sunglasses to hold back dark, flowing hair. The bluest water lapped against the pool walls as sunlight beamed down. Both of Italian stock, we'd bronze quite beautifully. It became difficult to ignore Jodi's smooth, olive skin.
"Cock-tail," I announced. "Interesting word, isn't it? Definitely a tail man myself. How about you? Do much experimenting in college?"
She rolled on her side to face me. Her compressed tits taunted me.
"Tell you what. I'll make whatever cocktail you want if you give me some of that coke."
"Huh?" I said, stalling.
"C'mon Chad. I can still see the dust around your nostrils. After all those exams, I fucking deserve some."
It would have been easy to say that the guys took it with them.
I reached under the lounger until my fingers glanced the little sack. I took a vial out and popped off the lid. Her smile displayed perfect white teeth.
"I'm gonna want TWO cocktails for this, you junkie."
I poured a thin line down my greasy sternum. Jodi looked unimpressed, yet shuffled closer nonetheless. Her shirt flapped in the wind, so she took it off. She couldn't risk it whipping away her drugs.
"So immature," she muttered as she brought her face to my chest. I held her damp hair in my fist as she snorted. I let my other hand slide down the side of her tight body. She licked and sucked up the last of her fill. She gazed up at me with her freshly powdered nose.
"Now I know why you get all the girls."
"My turn," I told her, playfully tugging her hair.
Jodi lay back in her lounger and savored the effect of the stimulant. She tucked her arm under her head. Her long, distracting legs made it difficult for me to pull another vial from the bag. I carefully spilled my white line between her juicy breasts. Sitting on the side of her lounger, I lay my body across her. I locked her in place with my arms.
"Don't you move, now," I jested.
"Get on with it, asshole."
It turns out Duran Duran goes really well while doing blow off a girl's tits. I swear I heard a moan as I mopped up every last trace. Pulling away, I left her with my saliva and hardened nipples. Her fingers slipped off my shoulders as I rose. My ominous shadow covering her, I knew her look of concern wasn't for my raging hardon. It was my smirk.
"No! Don't you fucking dare!"
I cannonballed into the pool. A bukkake of chlorinated water sprayed her and diluted her drink.