Welcome to the Innocent World

The warm breeze carried the scent of freshly brewed coffee as I stood near the café with my friends, laughter bubbling between us like an easy rhythm. The night moon cast a glow over the street, and the chatter of pedestrians blended with the distant hum of cars.

John suddenly snapped his fingers as if he had just remembered something.

"Oh! By the way, Austin," he said, turning to me. "Did you hear about that blast near the shore? People are talking about it all over town."

Lisa, Mia, and Tasha immediately followed up at his words, their curious gazes fixing on me. "Yeah, we were just about to ask you," Lisa said, tilting her head. "You came from that direction, right?"

Tasha leaned in slightly. "Did you see anything?"

I let out a thoughtful hum, rubbing my chin with exaggerated thought. "Now that you mention it..." I dragged my words for effect, watching as anticipation flickered in their eyes. Then, with a slight shrug, I continued, "Yeah, I did hear a loud noise, but I was kinda far from the place. Didn't see much."

John gave a slow nod. "I see..."

"Hope nothing bad happened to anyone there," Mia murmured, her soft voice laced with genuine concern.

I turned toward her, seeing the gentle worry etched on her face. Without thinking, I lifted my hand and cupped her cheek, brushing my thumb against her smooth skin. Her breath hitched, and her wide, startled eyes locked onto mine. A delicate blush came up on her cheeks, blooming under my touch.

The world around us slowed down, the conversations, the distant honking—everything faded into the background. I leaned in, closing the space between us, feeling the warmth of her breath against my lips. Mia remained frozen, her lashes fluttering just before our mouths met.

A sigh escaped her as our lips pressed together, soft at first, then deepening as heat surged between us. I pulled her closer, my hand slipping to her waist, feeling the subtle tremor that ran through her. Her fingers clutched at my shirt, responding to the fire we both had ignited.

A collective gasp from the others snapped us back to reality. Lisa coughed awkwardly, and Tasha's face had turned an impressive shade of red. John blinked, his mouth slightly open as if searching for words.

"Well... that escalated quickly," he finally managed to say.

Mia pulled away just enough to breathe, her face now fully flushed as she buried it on my lips again in heat, craving for it. I couldn't help but smirk, letting my hand grab her ass for escalation.

"So, uh, about that explosion..." Lisa started, only to groan and shake her head. "Never mind. Pretty sure that wasn't the biggest thing to go off today."

Laughter erupted around us, the moment shifting once again, but my mind stayed fixated on the lingering taste of Mia's lips and the way her body had melted against mine.

I pulled away from Mia's lips, my breath still mingling with hers, the warmth of our kiss lingering between us. A smirk tugged at the corner of my mouth as I tilted my head, brushing my thumb against her flushed cheek.

"You worry too much, sweetheart," I murmured, my voice low and teasing. "Relax a bit."

Mia's lips parted, but no words came out. Her chest rose and fell with uneven breaths, her fingers still clinging to my shirt as if grounding herself. "I-I..." she stammered, her heartbeat hammering so loud I was sure she could hear it herself.

From the side, Tasha let out a dramatic sigh. "Damn… Mia is so lucky."

"Ughhh!" Lisa groaned, stomping her foot. "I want a kiss too!"

Before anyone could react, she spun toward John, grabbed him by the collar, and yanked him down into a kiss. His eyes widened in shock, his body stiffening for a second before melting into it. A muffled chuckle slipped from my lips as I watched the scene unfold.

"Hehe, look at them," I said, shaking my head with an amused grin.

Mia giggled, the tension in her body finally easing as she leaned into me. "That was unexpected."

Tasha covered her mouth, trying—and failing—to stifle her laughter. "Lisa's always been bold, but that was something else."

John finally pulled back, breathless, his hands still hovering awkwardly in the air. "W-Wow," he muttered. Lisa, on the other hand, looked very pleased with herself, flashing us a smile.

I clapped my hands together. "So… are we just gonna stand here talking all night, or are we actually gonna do something fun?"

John perked up at that, running a hand through his slightly disheveled hair. "Actually, I know just the place. There's a pool party happening near the restaurant."

Mia's eyes lit up. "Ooooh, yes! Let's go!"

Lisa flipped her hair over her shoulder. "That sounds like a perfect idea."

Tasha grinned. "John always knows the right place."

I brushed a hand through my hair, looking at my friends with a smirk. The night had barely begun, and something told me it was about to get even more interesting.

"Alright then," I said, stepping forward. "Let's go!"

John led us through the lively streets until we reached an imposing tower that stretched high into the night sky, its sleek glass exterior shimmering under the city lights.

"Damnnnn!!! That's taallllll," Tasha gasped, craning her neck to take in the full height.

"Woah, it's really high up…" Lisa murmured, gripping Mia's arm as she stared.

I whistled low, eyeing John. "So, the restaurant and pool party are up there?"

John smirked, nodding. "Hell yeah! Best rooftop party here. You're gonna love it."

"Then what are we waiting for?" I grinned, stepping forward.

As we walked inside, the girls wasted no time slipping their arms around mine and John's, their soft chest pressing close as we made our way through the grand lobby. The faint scent of expensive cologne and perfume lingered in the air, and the hum of chatter mixed with the distant thump of music coming from above.

By the time we reached the changing rooms, John and I were already prepared, our swim trunks snug beneath our clothes, while the girls disappeared to get changed.

Stepping onto the top deck, my breath hitched. The scene before me was intoxicating.

A vast, shimmering infinity pool stretched before us, the water reflecting the neon lights that pulsed in sync with the bass-heavy music. The air was thick with the scent of liquor and chlorine, blending into something undeniably erotic. All around, bodies moved—drinking, dancing, laughing—while others indulged in far more heated interactions.

Women in bikinis lounged at the edge of the pool, their skin glistening under the ambient glow. A group near the bar was locked in playful touches, as they grope their girls. Their lips teasing and tempting between sips of colorful cocktails. On the plush couches surrounding the deck, some were already tangled in open intimacy, lost in the heat of the moment, unbothered by the onlookers.

The guy held a woman by her ass and fucked her as she straddled him on the couch. He sucked her tits in the process. If I remember correctly that woman is married to someone already. "Ahh- yea..fuck me..Ron!" She begged him.

I felt a something rising in my trunks, my body reacting to the sheer sensuality surrounding me.

"Fuck…" I exhaled, running a hand through my hair. "Now this feels like a real party."

John let out a low chuckle beside me, his eyes flicking from one enticing sight to another.

"I know, right? It's heavenly as anything," he muttered, a mischievous gleam in his eyes. "Come on, man. Let's dive in already."

With that, he strode forward, pulling off his shirt in one fluid motion before heading straight for the pool.

I stood there for a moment longer, my pulse quickening as I took it all in—the music, the desire thick in the air, and the promise of a wild, unforgettable night ahead.

I plunged into the pool, feeling the cool water rush over my skin as I swam effortlessly through the vast expanse. With a swift, fluid motion, I propelled myself upward—shwaaaa—breaking the surface, water cascading down my body as I wiped my face and slicked my hair back.

The pool was massive, a shimmering designed for indulgence, easily capable of holding a hundred people. Scattered throughout, men and women lounged against the edges, sipping cocktails, whispering into each other's ears, or simply floating, basking in the pleasure of the night.

I swam toward the far end, where the infinity design created a breathtaking illusion—as if one wrong move would send me plunging off the building. But the subtle, near-invisible safety barriers ensured the thrill without the danger. From this vantage point, the open skyline stretched infinitely, the city lights twinkling like a bed of stars beneath us.

John joined me at the edge, leaning back against the cool tile. "It's really great, right?" His voice was filled with admiration.

"Truly," I murmured, taking in the intoxicating blend of luxury and thrill.

Then—a voice cut through the air.

"Hey boys! We're here!"

The sound of Mia's voice had me and John snapping our heads toward the entrance of the pool deck. And it wasn't just us. The entire surrounding area seemed to pause—heads turning, conversations faltering, eyes locking onto the vision before us.

Three goddesses had just descended upon the party.

Mia, Lisa, and Tasha strode forward with effortless confidence, each step commanding attention, the heat of their presence undeniable.

They were stunning.

Lisa, ever the flirt, had wrapped a mini sarong around her hips, teasing a glimpse of the barely-there bikini bottom beneath. Her dark locks were piled into a high bun, loose hairs framing her mischievous smirk.

Mia, bold as ever, wore nothing but a simple knot to hold up her top, her curves on full display, her confidence sizzling in the night air. Her eyes met mine, playful, knowing, as if daring me to look—and I did. Hell, I couldn't look away.

Then there was Tasha, exuding a sultry elegance, her green bikini perfectly complementing her smooth skin. She let her hair fall to one side, partially veiling the curve of her chest, her lips curling into a soft, teasing smile as her gaze swept over me and John.

The three of them stood at the edge of the pool like sirens, aware of every set of eyes drinking them in.

I swallowed hard.

Beside me, John exhaled, shaking his head in disbelief. "Man… this night is gonna be fun."

I could only smirk, my fingers itching to pull Mia into the water, to feel her body press against mine under the weightless embrace of the pool.

And something told me… the real party was only just beginning.