Sophie was getting angry as Amber teased her by holding the top just out of her reach and when Sophie jumped up to snatch it away from Amber, her big, round tits splashed out of the water and flopped up on her chest only to flop back down again when she plummeted back in the water. The girls were all chanting, “Sophie. Sophie. Sophie.” I ran the palm of my hand down the crotch of my shorts as I watched.
Sophie swam to the pool stairs and without hesitation she walked out of the pool. It was like in the movies when the big titted woman walks out of the water with tit flesh bobbing and jiggling in slow motion. Sophie ignored the fact that she was topless and headed directly for Amber who was laughing and waving the bikini top at her. Sophie lunged for the top as her tits went everywhere. Amber laughed and threw the top to Sarah and so it went until somehow, the top landed on the picnic table and I picked it up. Sophie ran over as I stood up. The others were urging me to throw the top but I held it well above Sophie’s reach while she put on an awesome display of bouncing tit-flesh as she jumped up to get it from me.
Then she changed her tactic. She walked in close to me and pushed her wet tits against my tee shirt and looked up into my eyes and then she grabbed my erection through my shorts. She grinned up at me as I bent over double in reaction. She snatched the micro-bikini top from my hand with her free hand and began rubbing my cock through my pants to the applause and roar of the others.
June came over and helped Sophie get back into the bikini top as Mom walked out in the yard and broke things up. Sophie released my cock and stood back and looked down at my tented erection. She looked back up and grinned at me. It seemed that everything she was thinking at that moment was written right there on her face and what I read there made me blush.
Mom took my hand and led me back inside to the hooting and hollering girls. Fatima was standing at the doorway watching as Mom led me past. Once inside, she turned around and got up in my face and said, “I told you to stay out of the way and then I see that you are the center of attention. I think you should just go to your room for the rest of the day.”
I felt that I had been improperly chastised, especially in front of Fatima, but I complied and went up the stairs to my room. I gave an embarrassed smile to Fatima as I went.
I don’t have a window to the backyard in my room so I went to Mom’s room and watched the festivities from there. The party really got risqué after the bartender arrived and the girls had downed a few drinks. Mom was taking a risk serving alcohol to minors but because they were spending the night she relented to the twin’s demands.
From my perch on the second floor, I watched as Jaz and Sarah went behind the hot tub and lit up a joint. From that distance, I could only tell it was a joint from the way they held it and passed it back and forth. No one ever smokes a joint holding it between their index and middle fingers like they would a cigarette. It became a three-way pass-around when June came over. She was wearing her own micro-bikini top again. They all stole glances to see if Mom was around.