Chapter 1: Sunday & Monday

Sunday

Melinda, Katie, Carl and I picked up Leah at the airport on Sunday morning. She got an early flight in, and with the two hour drive to Orlando, we would get to the condo right about check-in time.

I waved to Leah as soon as she got off the plane. She ran over and gave me a big hug. I held her tight and gave her a friendly kiss. Melinda watched along with Katie and Carl. Even though she had talked Leah into coming down and had spoken to her before, I knew Melinda could be mean and spiteful with some of the other girls I had been seeing. To be fair, I wasn't exactly nice to some of the guys she went out with either. I hoped she would be good to Leah.

We walked back to my other friends and I introduced everyone. Katie and Carl were friendly and to mine and Leah's surprise, Melinda gave her a warm hug. We went to the baggage claim area, making small talk and saying not-so-nice things about Darren.

Soon enough, we were in the car. Katie's folks were letting us take their minivan. Sure a Dodge Caravan was sooooooooo not the kind of car a bunch of college kids want to be taking on spring break, but it was a hell of a lot more spacious than my beat up old Honda Prelude or Melinda's Toyota pickup truck.

Carl was driving and Katie was in the passenger's seat. Leah and Melinda sat in the second row captain's chairs and I occupied the back seat along with a cooler and the snacks. The drive down was leisurely and Leah seemed to hit it off with everyone.

Melinda, Leah and Katie were all smart and pretty. Leah was brunette and a former lacrosse player; Melinda was strawberry blonde and played softball. Each thought they were overweight, but I thought they were both just the right size. I like my women built for comfort, not speed. Katie was easily the smallest of the girls; petite, with fiery red hair and a temper to match.

We got to Orlando and drove to the Old Key West Resort. I presented my parents's timeshare club card at the front desk, signed a paper stating that everyone staying in the room was over 21 (not true, but what was one little lie?) and picked up our room keys and park passes.

Carl parked the van and we unloaded all our stuff into the room. There was a master suite with an enormous bed, a stand up shower large enough to accommodate all six of us, and a jacuzzi tub. The other bedroom had two double beds and a private bath. In the middle was a small kitchen with a range, oven and microwave that also had a foldout couch. There was even a full-size washer and dryer hidden in one of the closets.

Included in the timeshare were tickets to all the Disney theme parks, water parks and other attractions for the duration of our stay and free run of the ingenious transportation system. After unloading all our bags and the few groceries we brought, we had to come up with sleeping arrangements.

Melinda and I got the master suite (they were my parents's timeshare points, after all) and Katie and Carl moved into the other bedroom. Leah looked awkward when she rolled her suitcase in the front door.

"Put your stuff in the big closet in our room," Melinda told her.

"I don't want to be in your space," Leah said.

"It's better there than all over the living room." I thought I saw Melinda wink at me.

Leah looked at me quizzically; I just shrugged.

We got everything put up and decided it was time to go get something to eat. This was the first time Katie, Carl and Leah had ever been to Disney World. We went out to the front of the Old Key West Resort and got on a pontoon water launch that took us to Buena Vista Village and Pleasure Island. Everyone liked seafood, so the consensus was to go to Fulton's Crab House, which is a restaurant built to look like a paddle-wheel steam ship.

The food was excellent (as always) and drinks helped loosen everyone up. Leah was feeling a little more upbeat and the rest of us were enjoying a warm spring evening. After dinner, we did some shopping at Disney Village and then walked over to Pleasure Island, a conglomeration of themed nightclubs and retail shops.

I noticed that several times Melinda and Leah ended up walking and talking together, probably about Darren and doing some girl-bonding.

After a couple of hours of dancing and what was probably a few drinks too many, we all headed back to the room, made plans to get up for breakfast and then went to sleep off all the liquor.

Katie and Carl disappeared into the second bedroom. I didn't think they were going to make it fully clothed back to the room, but somehow they did. Katie is an affectionate drunk and Carl was a hormone-driven 19 year old boy. It's a good thing the only other hotel guests on the pontoon boat were Melinda, Leah and I. The boat driver got a good show, though.

"I'm guessing you guys are going to stay up and talk. I'm going to bed." Melinda gave me a good-night kiss and hugged Leah before retreating into the master bedroom. That left the two of us sitting on the couch.

I had my arm around Leah and we talked like the old friends we were. She was depressed about breaking up with Darren, but they were never that serious to begin with. It was probably midnight when we got back, but 2 am when I finally went to bed.

Leah didn't want the couch pulled out, so I got her a pillow, a sheet and a blanket. She lay down, a long day of traveling finally catching up with her. I leaned over and kissed her.

"Thanks for making me come on this trip," she said, wrapping her arms around my neck. Our foreheads touched and we brushed our noses together in an eskimo kiss.

"We've been looking forward to this for too long to let Darren spoil it for us," I smiled. I really was glad to see my friend again, even if things were a little weird with my other friend along with us.

She kissed me again and then let go, a devilish smile on her face. "Now go to bed before I jump you and get Melinda all pissed off at me."

I gave her a not-so-fatherly swat across the backside and then got up and went to bed.

Melinda was asleep when I crawled into bed. I didn't bother to find my nightshirt; I just stripped down to my boxers and slipped under the sheets. Melinda was lying on her side facing away from me. I spooned up next to her and put my arm around her.

"How's Leah?" she asked sleepily.

"She'll be fine," I whispered. "She just needs to get her mind off Darren."

"Good." Melinda rolled over on to her back. Moonlight shone through the windows. I could make out her silhouette in the darkness. I could tell she was naked under the sheets. Her heavy breasts had fallen to the sides, their nipples pointing straight up. "She's lucky to have you as her friend."

"I was worried about her coming with us this week. I know she feels a little funny about being with us all by herself," I said quietly. "And I know how you get around some of the girls I've been seeing."

"And how's that?" Melinda said with mock indignation.

"Catty, hateful," I replied.

"I'm only like that around the girls who don't deserve you."

"So you don't think any of the girls I've gone out with deserve me?"

"Of course not." She snorted softly. "But don't worry about me this week. I can't be jealous of Leah; she's known you longer and I know you're not after her just for the sex. I also happen to know that if the two of you had ended up going to the same school, I wouldn't have had a chance with you. Besides, she's cute, too."

I cradled my lover in my arms. "Well, I want you to know how much I appreciate you being nice and friendly to Leah. It means a lot to me and I know it means a lot to her, too. So thank you."

"Are we done talking?" Melinda giggled and then reached for me. "Because I'm tired, but I'd really like for my pussy to get eaten and then fucked before I go to sleep."

Monday

I woke up spooning with my lover, one arm under the pillows, the other around her, a breast in my hand.

Even though I was still a little groggy, I knew it wasn't one of the breasts I had gone to sleep holding.

Leah turned her head and smiled. "Good morning, sleepyhead."

"Where—?" I lifted my head, looking for my other lover.

"In the shower."

"What time is it?" I dropped my head back on to the pillow.

"Almost nine."

"What are you doing here?" I hadn't let go of Leah's covered breast.

"I got tired of listening to Katie and Carl on the other side of the wall," Leah snickered. "You'd think that for what Disney charges to stay here, they could have installed some decent soundproofing. You and Melinda were much quieter last night."

I grinned sheepishly.

"She got up to make coffee before her morning walk and told me to come in here with you." Leah smiled nervously. "I didn't want to push my luck with her and take advantage of you, but it was really nice to have someone holding me. Even if you didn't notice that it was me in bed with you."

Melinda shut the shower off. From the massive bed, we could see her silhouette across the master suite on the other side of the jacuzzi tub. The bottom half of the shower wall was tile, but from about waist-high to the ceiling was textured glass that only showed silhouettes of what was on the other side. Even though distorted, her curves were evident. My cock unconsciously twitched.

"I see you're still a morning guy," Leah teased. I playfully pinched her nipple through her nightshirt. She slapped at my hand.

We watched Melinda dry off through the glass. I squeezed Leah's breast again, this time not so playfully. Leah reached around and her hand strayed down to my cock, which was pressed against her ass. She wasn't wearing any shorts or panties.

Melinda came out of the shower. She had one towel held up by her breasts, her hair wrapped in another. She looked at us with a slightly amused expression on her face.

"Good morning, you two." Melinda crawled into the big bed next to us. Leah was in the middle. We were still spooning. I had my hand on her breast and her hand was wrapped around my stiff prick. "What's the plan this morning?"

"I'm thinking of getting a shower and going out for breakfast," I said as Leah rubbed my cock between the cheeks of her ass. Melinda had to know what we were doing. "And then I guess we're going over to the Magic Kingdom."

Melinda leaned over Leah and surprised her with a quick kiss. Leah tensed, then returned the affection. I was mesmerised. Melinda then reached across to me, pressing her full, towel-covered breasts against us both. She gave me a deeper kiss then her lips brushed my ear.

My jaw dropped when she said quietly to me, "Fuck her good."

I started at Melinda in disbelief as she went to get up. "I'm going to see what the horndogs are up to and tell them that we're leaving in an hour."

Melinda whispered something to Leah then kissed us both again. The three of us stumbled out of the bed. Melinda had thrown my boxers across the room sometime in the middle of the night, so I didn't bother to dress. After all, I didn't have anything the two girls hadn't seen before.

Leah was wearing a long t-shirt and we headed off to the shower. I slapped her across the backside and looked back at Melinda. She stood in the doorway, smiled mischievously then opened her towel up to flash me for an instant, revealing all her voluptuous curves and a freshly-shaved pussy.

She blew me a kiss, covered up and then disappeared into the hallway.

Leah had already started the water running. There were two shower heads and the water was warm and refreshing. We stood there under the warm water for a few minutes, then broke out the shampoo and soap. She washed me first, quickly but playfully.

Once I was clean, I lathered up Leah's hair, something I knew she liked. After rinsing out the shampoo, I began to wash her body, cleaning everything that needed to be cleaned and lingering unnecessarily on the sensitive spots.

She moaned slightly when my hands covered her breasts, slippery from the soap. Her nipples hardened instantly. I pinched them and she moaned a little louder.

My hands roamed a little lower. She spread her legs in anticipation. I ran my fingers over her neatly trimmed bush. Her labia were swollen and slick not only from the shower water but my fingers working her over.

I slipped one finger inside her. Then two. She moaned and leaned back against the cool glass wall as the hot shower water cascaded over us.

Her hand went to my cock. It became longer with every pull.

My hand moved faster, my fingers stimulating the inside and my palm rubbing against Leah's clit.

Her hips started to buck as I sped up my rhythm. Her breathing became shorter. Ragged.

We kissed again and she bit my tongue softly. My free hand cupped one of her breasts.

Leah let out a soft moan and I felt her shudder.

"Please put it inside me," she whispered in my ear.

All too willingly I pressed against her. She guided the head of my cock into the soft folds of her pussy. "Oh, god ... that feels so good."

The water continued to flow over us. We kissed again. I pressed my chest against her. She dug her nails into my shoulders as my cock sank all the way inside. I began to gyrate my hips, building a steady rhythm.

With every stroke Leah let out a soft moan. Her moans became louder as we made love.

She began to grind her hips so that her clit rubbed against the top of my shaft.

Pressing deep inside her, I let go of her breasts and took her hands from my shoulders. I pinned them above her head and she ground her hips harder against me.

I held her wrists with one hand, and reached for her left breast with the other. I began to knead her tit in my palm, then pinched her nipple. She tried to pull her arms down, but I wouldn't let go.

My mouth strayed to her neck and she cried out.

Our gyrations became faster. Our breathing quickened.

She tried again to break her arms free of my grasp, but I held firm. I felt the head of my cock begin to pulse. I was close. I bit down on my lip, trying hold on for a few moments longer.

"Oh, yes!" Leah whispered, her voice breaking. "Come inside me ... please..."

I gave her a final hard thrust and we both climaxed. Our lips met again and I emptied my balls into her pussy. I could feel Leah's sex contracting from her own orgasm.

She wrapped her arms around me as I released her. I slumped against her, spent.

We stood like that for a long moment, the warm water carrying the sweat off our bodies. Holding each other tight, we savoured each other's touch.

I listened to her breathing as we slowly recovered. Finally my softening cock slipped out of her and I pulled back. Leah had a satisfied look on her face. The water continued to flow over her beautiful nude body.

"Thank you," she said, her eyes fluttering open. We kissed again.

After rinsing off again, I turned the water off and opened the door to the shower. We got a couple of towels and began drying off.

I stepped out of the shower and stopped dead in my tracks. Leah bumped into me, then she stopped, too, her eyes wide.

Melinda was splayed out on the bed, her naked body facing us. There was a wicked glint in her eyes.

Her legs were spread and hung off the bed. She was laying back, her head still wrapped in a towel and propped up on a pillow.

She was cupping a breast with one hand while the other played between her legs.

"That was very hot," Melinda said quietly. "Now come here, you two. It's my turn."

I stared, dumfounded.

Leah pushed me forward until we were both standing by the bed.

Melinda and my eyes locked. She smiled, then pointed at my crotch. "Lose the towels."

Leah's towel dropped to the floor, then she reached for mine and kicked it back towards the shower.

Still looking me in the eyes, Melinda asked, "Leah, is he hard?"

"Not yet."

"Make him hard for me."

Leah's hand strayed to my cock. I could only gape at my two lovers, one on the bed, waiting to receive me, while my other lover stroked my cock.

"Use your mouth, Leah," Melinda's eyes never left mine. Leah dropped to her knees.

I felt a familiar warmth around the head of my cock. I shuddered with pleasure.

My spent cock sprang back to life. Leah took most of my cock in her mouth then pulled back. She ran her tongue along the bottom and then raked her teeth around my head.

Melinda's fingers moved faster in the folds of her pussy. "Is he ready?"

"Mmm-hmm," Leah stroked me gently. "Are you ready?"

"Oh!" Melinda jumped as Leah pushed her hand away from her clit then planted a quick kiss between her legs. "Yes!"

I saw Leah's tongue flick between Melinda's labia, then she pulled me by my cock towards the bed.

"It's just the right height for you," Leah observed, moving out of the way, but keeping a hand on my tumescent prick at the same time.

I grasped Melinda by the thighs and pulled her so that her rear end was on the edge of the bed. My cock was level with her pussy and Leah guided it in.

Melinda's eyes rolled back into her head as my head penetrated her. I held her legs against my body, her ankles up around my shoulders.

We both let out a soft moan as I slid all the way in her.

I began to pump my cock in and out of Melinda's tight pussy. She squealed with delight.

Leah sat back, watching us. Melinda would have none of that.

"Come up here," she patted the spot on the bed next to her.

My two lovers lay next to each other, their naked bodies pressed together. Melinda's breasts jiggled with each of my thrusts.

Melinda cried out when Leah pinched one of her erect nipples, then louder when her mouth closed over it.

Leah's hand went to Melinda's smooth pussy. She spread Melinda's labia, then began to rub the nub of her clit as I continued to move my cock in and out of my lover.

I put a hand on the breast Leah didn't have in her mouth and squeezed. Melinda let out another moan.

Leah and I worked Melinda over, and her breaths came shorter. Faster.

Melinda put her hand behind Leah's head and pulled her closer to her bosom. She arched her back, and it looked to me like she was trying to push all of her enormous breast into Leah's mouth.

Then suddenly, Melinda grabbed the other girl by the hair and pulled her up. Their lips met. Their breasts pressed together.

I almost shot off right there.

Melinda's hips began to grind faster against my cock and Leah's hand, which was still furiously rubbing Melinda's clit.

"Oh, god ... oh, god ... ohgodohgodohgodohgod..." Melinda's voice trailed off, muffled by Leah's tongue in her mouth.

She bucked against me one more time, and I couldn't hold it any more.

My cock flared inside Melinda. I felt Leah's fingers moving between Melinda and I, and then I felt Melinda's pussy flood around me.

My hips slowed as my second orgasm of the morning filled my lover. Leah's hand slowed and the three of us came down from the peak together.

Leah continued to move her finger in a circle around Melinda's clit. I could tell the sensation had gone from an intense explosion to a slow burn for Melinda.

The two girls lips were still locked together, but then Leah pulled back, planting a series of soft kisses on Melinda's lips, cheeks and face.

"Mmmmm," Melinda moaned, a smile on her face. Her eyes were closed. Her face radiated a post-coital glow.

I pushed the two of them back from the edge of the bed and the climbed in beside my lovers.

Melinda held Leah and I for several long minutes. We kissed and groped each other wordlessly for several more minutes.

I propped myself up on a pair of pillows and gazed at the two girls, who lay in each other's arms.

Finally Melinda opened her eyes. She kissed Leah gently. "Thank you."

Then she turned to me, "And thank you, too. Now let's see what kind of trouble we can get in at Disney World."

As we rolled out of bed and got dressed, I noticed the door to the bedroom was slightly ajar, but didn't think much about it again until later.

Luckily, both my girls are low maintenance. Neither takes a lot of time to get dressed or put on makeup.

After quickly cleaning up, we got dressed and went through the breakfast buffet at the Old Key West Resort. Katie and Carl were ready to go and we snuck a couple of extra apples into a backpack to go with some bottled water (frozen overnight, of course) and some power bars. We caught the bus over to the Magic Kingdom transportation hub, and hopped on the monorail to the gates of the park. We swiped our park passes and were in the happiest place on earth.

I love going to Disney World with people (of all ages) who have never been before. The first time someone sees Cinderella's Castle or the giant golf ball at EPCOT, their eyes get really wide and there is a look of wonder that comes over them. I don't know what they put in the water, but Disney does something to bring out the innocent child in everyone when visiting their parks.

Carl, Katie and Leah had that look when we walked out on to Main Street USA for the first time. The sights and sounds of the Magic Kingdom are overpowering to the point of sensory overload, and Melinda and I had to prod the other three to keep moving.

Since we slept in and caught a late breakfast, we didn't get to the park until 10:30, which was right in the middle of the morning rush. If you go to Disney World, don't go in the summer. The best times are October, February and early March, which (conveniently) was when our spring break fell.

There were still a lot of people there, but no where near the throngs that descend on Orlando in the summer or between Christmas and New Year's. It was also cool—for Florida—and overcast, which also helped to keep people away from the parks.

I guided our group to my favourite rides; first to Space Mountain and then around the Magic Kingdom. The five of us stuck together. Katie and Carl walked arm in arm most of the time, and I found myself holding hands alternately with Melinda and Leah; a couple of times with both of them at the same time. A few times, the girls left me out completely, and walked around holding each other around the waist or by the hand.

None of us mentioned what had happened earlier that morning, and once Katie shot me a curious look when I had an arm around both Melinda and Leah at the same time. I shrugged and smiled back mischievously.

We worked our way around the park, skipping some of the kiddie rides, but hitting all of the quintessential Disney rides: Peter Pan, Splash Mountain, Pirates of the Caribbean, the Thunder Mountain Railroad.

By late afternoon, we were hurting to for energy. Even though it was overcast and we were all life-long Floridians, the heat had taken its toll on us. Of course, we had also been up late the night before and had spent the better part of the day walking and on our feet.

Melinda and Leah decided they wanted to do Splash Mountain again. Katie and I were beat, so we sent Carl with them and then sat down on a bench overlooking Tom Sawyer's Island while the other three went on the ride.

I had picked up a couple of "Mickeysicles" (chocolate-covered ice cream bars in the shape of Mickey Mouse's head on a stick) and sat next to Katie, who had been up late and, according to Leah, had been up early with Carl.

We talked idly about our dinner plans. We finished our ice cream. I had my arm across the back of the bench, around her shoulder.

"Why do guys like lesbians?" she asked, out of the blue.

I did a double-take. Katie was certainly no prude; we had talked about sex a lot over the past year and a half that I had known her, but this time she caught me off guard.

Katie and I had met in a physics class. She was in the pre-med program and I needed the science credits (yes, I was a liberal arts major and took physics as my science elective). We were lab partners for both Physics I and Physics II. She was the brains and I did all the work. I think she planned it that way because I nearly electrocuted myself a couple of times and some other accidents while all she did was punch buttons on a calculator. She deserves all the blame for the As we got in the physics labs.

After lab, we would go out for drinks and something to eat with some of the other folks in our class. Our friendship was never based on physical attraction—although I did think she was pretty—and she brought Carl along when he could make it. Even after we stopped being in class together, we kept in touch, and she and Carl used to go out with Melinda and I sometimes.

We had invited Katie and Carl to come to Disney World with us the year before, but they already had plans. This year, though, they set spring break aside to spend with us. After all, who can turn down a free place to stay and free park tickets for a week?

Katie noticed my blank stare and waved her hand in front of my face. "Hello? Anybody home? Why do guys like lesbians?"

I tried not to be flippant. "Guys don't like lesbians. Guys like girl-on-girl action. But we don't like lesbians."

Katie frowned. "That's weird. The only fantasies Carl has involve lesbians."

"Do they let him in on the action?" I asked. She nodded. "Then they're not lesbians. They're bi. No 'real' lesbian would let a guy anywhere near her."

"So why do guys like girl-on-girl?"

"Because it's hot." She punched me in the shoulder.

"No really ... Why do guys think that's hot?"

"Do you want the psycho-babble answer or my opinion?"

"Your opinion."

I thought for a second. "Because girls are hot. Ow! I'm not being flippant! What's better than having a bunch of girls at once? Plus, we're more voyeuristic than you girls. That's why guys like watching porn; even if we're not the ones having the sex, we can live vicariously through the guys in the movies."

"So why do guys like watching girls having sex with each other?" I couldn't see where she was going with this.

"Because we know we couldn't possible satisfy more than one girl at a time," I laughed. "Sometimes we can't even satisfy one girl, much less two or more."

"Why don't guys ever think about having a three-way with another guy?"

"Some guys do," I said. "But even then, we don't fantasise about guy-on-guy action."

"Why not?"

"I think some of it is that we're conditioned to think anything that is homoerotic is bad." In truth, I had never devoted much thought to the subject. "The thought of having sex with another guy certainly doesn't excite me."

"But the thought of having two girls in a three-way does? What about you and another guy having sex with a girl?" Katie asked. It was then that I noticed her hand was on my thigh. I don't think she did it consciously, but her touch on my leg was electric.

"Melinda has that fantasy." I said quietly. "Do you?"

"Sometimes," Katie said. I knew that she and her boyfriend had been dating since high school. Neither had ever been with another lover. "I love Carl, but I wonder what it would be like to be with someone else."

"Have you and Carl talked about this?" I asked.

"He just wants to see me with other girls," she rolled her eyes. "At least that's what he says. When I mention my two-guy fantasy, he changes the subject. I think he's insecure."

"All guys are insecure." I smiled reassuringly. "Especially about sex."

"You never answered my question," Katie squeezed my knee and I jumped slightly.

"Would you share Melinda with another guy?"

"I dunno," I shrugged. "It would depend on who the other guy was. Since we're not exclusive, I guess I have shared her. Just not at the same time."

"Would you like to be?" Katie asked. "Exclusive, I mean."

I started to answer, but then Katie took her hand off my leg and waved over my shoulder.

Our three friends were just coming through the Splash Mountain exit. Melinda, Leah and Carl were soaked. The two girls exchanged a mischievous glance. Something was up. Before I could react, Melinda and Leah wrapped their arms around me, enveloping me in a sloppy sandwich. They went out of their way to make sure as much of the water on their clothes and hair was transferred to me.

"We're all wet for you," Leah said, deadpan. Melinda snickered. Katie looked away smiling. Carl was trying not to stare at the two girls in the t-shirts that clung tightly to their curves.

"Are you guys hungry?" I asked. "Katie and I were just talking about dinner."

"A little bit," Melinda dug a bottle of water out of the backpack, took a swig then passed it around to the others. "Let's do the Haunted Mansion and get something to eat."

The lines had thinned out a little, but there was still a substantial wait for one of Disney's most popular ride. We stood in line and talked amongst ourselves and another couple. They had been in town for a few days and we pumped them for ideas for dinner. They recommended a sushi bar and Japanese restaurant over at the Swan & Dolphin.