Spring Break Ch. 06

After a few soft moans, Leah brought her hand to her mouth and sucked Melinda's juices off her fingers.

Melinda responded by letting go of one of Leah's breasts and reach down between Leah's legs. She spread the labia and began to rub her button.

"That feels soooooooo good," Leah gasped. "You two are so good to me."

I smiled up at her. Leah couldn't see me, though.

Her eyes were closed, hooded over with pleasure. She moved slowly, rhythmically, on top of me, taking my cock inside her.

Side to side. Back and forth. Up and down.

I put my hands on her hips and gently guided her gyrations.

Melinda continued to finger Leah's pussy and played with her breasts. She kissed the nape of her neck and nibbled on her neck.

Our eyes locked together. There was desire welling up from within Melinda.

She squeezed Leah's breasts harder.

"Oh, fuck!" Leah cried out.

I began to push Leah's hips faster.

Side to side. Back and forth. Up and down.

Faster.

Melinda held my gaze and she leaned forward and bit Leah at the crook of her neck and shoulder.

Her hand moved faster against Leah's clit.

I bucked my hips up inside my lover. She continued to grind against my cock and Melinda's hand.

Faster. Harder.

"Oh, Jesus! . . . Harder," Leah moaned. "Harder . . . fuck me harder . . . That's it, baby . . . m-m-my clit is . . . about . . . to explode . . ."

The hand on Leah's breast cupped as much as it could and then squeezed. Melinda pinched her nipple.

I thrust up again.

Melinda's hand was a blur on Leah's pussy. I reached up and cupped her other breast.

"That . . . feels . . . so . . . OH!" Leah bit her lip and started to shake.

From her head to her toes, every part of her was in motion.

Side to side. Back and forth. Up and down.

Harder. Faster.

Her ass pressed back against Melinda. Her pussy swallowed my cock and rubbed against Melinda's hand.

If we hadn't been holding her breasts, they would have been bouncing and flopping all over the place.

Leah tried to turn her head and kiss Melinda, but the other girl's mouth was locked on to her shoulder.

Melinda must have bitten her harder because Leah cried out with surprise.

"Oh, god . . . oh, god," she gasped. "Oh, god . . . ohgodohgodohgod . . . I'm about to cum . . . I'm about to cum . . ."

Leah arched her back and came down on me hard.

Her mouth fell open.

At first no sound came out. Then she let out an ear-piercing scream.

A loud, glorious scream of pure pleasure. Desire. Lust.

Satisfaction.

Leah's hands went to my chest as she tried to steady herself.

Her nails dug into my skin.

My hips continued to move slowly. Her pussy was filled with her juices. They were leaking out of her and on to my balls.

Melinda released Leah's shoulder from her jaws, leaving teethmarks in her skin.

Leah fell forward into my arms.

I embraced her, while still moving my hard cock inside her.

Although the peak of her orgasm had passed, I was determined to let her down slowly.

She gasped and her eyes fluttered.

I rolled her to the side and then on to her back, my cock never leaving her pussy.

She lay on the bed, breathing heavily.

My cock pumped in and out of her. The trick is to never stop moving. To never let the orgasm completely fade away.

Melinda kneeled down to one side of us, watching her lovers couple. She bent over and kissed Leah gently.

"I don't know how I'm going to leave this," Leah whispered.

Melinda smiled. "We'll just have to make you want to come back."

"I already do."

The girls shared another tender kiss.

"It's my turn now," Melinda said quietly.

Leah's eyes rolled back into her head. "He's all yours."

Melinda chuckled. "No, silly. Now it's my turn with you."

Throwing her leg across Leah's body, Melinda straddled her face.

I lifted Leah's hips up and put my knees under her ass, my cock still moving inside her.

Leah let out a muffled groan as our lover lowered her pussy on to her lips.

Melinda threw her head back and began to grind her hips on Leah's mouth.

I watched my lover's wide hips moving in circles on top of the other girl's body. Melinda took her hands, and put them on her breasts, rubbing them indulgently.

All the while, I pumped in and out of Leah's pussy.

Melinda's breaths became shorter.

"That's it, baby," Melinda moaned. "Play with my clit . . . eat that pussy . . . fuck, that feels good . . ."

Melinda's hips moved faster.

Side to side. Back and forth. Up and down.

She inhaled sharply.

"Oh, baby," Melinda whispered. "Keep eating me . . . don't stop . . . don't stop . . . Oh . . . OH! . . . Oh, Leah . . ."

Melinda's voice trailed off. Her hands squeezed her breasts one more time and then she stopped moving, overcome with pleasure, and settled on top of the other girl.

I withdrew from Leah's soaking wet pussy.

At that moment, neither of the girls could move on their own. I could have knocked Melinda over with a feather.

My hands went to her shoulders and I gently turned her around and set her down on the bed.

Her eyes were closed, her breathing shallow.

I maneuvered my lovers so they were laying side by side. They absently held hands.

Their bodies were spent.

But I wasn't.

Melinda let out a sigh when I spread her legs and entered her. I slipped easily inside.

I held one hand under her ass, a breast in the other. I built a steady rhythm with her.

She moaned with every stroke.

"That feels so good," she whispered in my ear. Her arms wrapped around me.

I began to drive my cock in and out of her. Faster. Harder.

We kissed.

Her nails dug into my back.

I wasn't going to last much longer.

A third hand caressed my ass. I looked over long enough to see Leah rolled over, facing us.

She smiled at me. Her eyes were hazy.

Melinda turned my attention back to her as she kissed me.

It was wet. It was sloppy.

My cock continued to pump inside her.

I bent down and took her breasts in my mouth, one at a time. They were bouncing along with every thrust. I tugged at her nipples with my teeth. She cried out.

She started to buck her hips against mine.

There was a hand on my balls. They started to churn.

My head shot up when I felt a finger enter my ass.

"Oh, shit!" I exclaimed. Leah smiled perniciously.

Melinda drew me back down to her and our tongues met. Our teeth knocked together.

The room started to spin.

My hips never stopped moving. Leah played with my ass and my balls.

They jerked in her grasp as my cum began to shoot inside Melinda.

All I could do was moan.

I collapsed on top of my lover. She kissed my neck.

A hand on the back of my head turned me. Leah's mouth replaced Melinda's.

"Can you do it again?" she asked.

Even though I had just emptied myself into Melinda, the look of desire in Leah's eyes made something inside me stir. "I think so."

The trick is to never stop moving.

Leah pushed me off of Melinda. My cock popped out. Quickly, Leah mounted Melinda, their bodies pressed together. She presented her ass to me. Melinda's legs were spread wide.

I saw the two pink snatches rubbing together. The girls kissed.

My cock slipped inside Leah's pussy and I quickly started to pump in and out to keep my hard-on up.

She moaned in response.

I felt a hand on my balls. Melinda was playing with the other girl and me at the same time.

Leaning on Leah for support, I put both hands on her ass.

"Oh, god, yes!" she cried out. "That feels so good . . . I love it when you fuck me from behind!"

"And what about me?" Melinda asked.

In response, Leah stuck her chest in the blonde girl's face.

Somehow, my cock had gotten fully hard again and I pounded against Leah's ass.

"Fuck . . . fuck . . . fuck . . . fuck," she chanted.

I reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled with every thrust.

With her head thrown back, Leah's throat was exposed. Melinda's mouth went to the soft underside of her neck and she bit her in a not-so-gentle way.

Leah cried out.

Melinda bucked her pussy against Leah's. Her back was arched and her ass stuck out for me, absorbing every blow.

The two girls gasped and moaned in rhythm. It was as if every thrust I made went through Leah to Melinda.

It was glorious.

"Fuck her," Melinda said. "Fuck her good."

"Yesssssss," Leah slurred. "Fuck me good . . . fuck me . . . both of you."

I felt Melinda's hand on my balls again. Then they went back to Leah's clit. She began to rub the other girl furiously, her fingertips brushing the base of my cock.

Leah let out a long moan.

"That's it, baby," Melinda coaxed her on. "Cum for us . . . Make him shoot again inside you . . . Cum forme . . ."

Our lover began to buck her hips wildly. I pounded her harder.

Melinda squeezed Leah's breast with her free hand. She kissed her.

Leah's pussy exploded, her warm excretions covering my cock.

"Oh, god," she cried out. "I'm cumming . . . I'm cumming . . . fuck me . . . fuck me . . ."

I felt contractions around my cock and then Melinda's hands on my balls. She squeezed them gently and I couldn't hold it any longer.

Grasping her ass in my hands to steady myself, I came inside Leah. My cock twitched with every spurt.

The fruit of our exertions leaked out on to Melinda's hand and on the bed.

All I could hear was the blood pounding in my head. I counted the pulses of my cock. I stopped at twelve.

The three of us collapsed in a heap.

When I came to, Melinda and Leah were kissing. Melinda had rolled us to the side.

I was still inside Leah, although my limp cock was about to slip out. I reached over and cupped on of Leah's breasts in my hands. She pressed her ass against me.

She turned and kissed me.

We lay together, wanting nothing more than to enjoy the moment. None of us said a word. When I was about to pass out, I found the strength to roll off the side of the bed. Neither of the girls moved.

Quietly, I slipped out of the bed and turned the lights out in the apartment. I lit a pair of candles on the nightstand and then sat down on the edge of the bed.

My eyes fixed on the two girls. My two lovers. My two best friends.

I reflected on the past week. Melinda and Leah had gone from people who had talked a couple of times to friends and lovers in a matter of days. I had talked to each of them, individually and together about what to make of our relationship. They seemed like they wanted to pursue a relationship—and not just sexual—beyond this week, and that made me happy.

When this whole thing started, I was afraid that I was going to lose one or both of them. Threesomes have a tendency to do that to relationships. When another person is introduced to a couple, it seems that often a pairing develops, and one person is always left out. That leaves hurt feelings and burned bridges. I prayed that would not happen to us.

Of course, complicating the situation was our involvement with Katie and Carl. I had the feeling that their relationship was harmed by our sexual exploits of the past week and wondered where that would go, and specifically how Leah played into it.

As I looked down upon the girls, I pushed all that from my mind.

I was the luckiest guy around, and I was with the two most beautiful girls on the face of the planet.

Melinda managed to open her eyes and she looked at me sitting there, watching them. She smiled.

I crawled into the bed and pushed Leah to the middle. She started to reach for me, but I pushed her hands away.

"We have plenty of time for that tonight," I said glancing at the clock. I knew the hours would pass quickly, but I wanted to savour this moment.

Melinda and I snuggled up against Leah and we held each other for a long time.

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Sometime in the middle of the night, the phone rang.

I jerked awake, dazed. In the darkness, I fumbled around searching for the cordless handset.

The girls stirred.

On the third ring, I hit the right button to pick up the call.

"Hi." It was Katie's voice. "You guys aren't busy are you?"

I looked over at the clock. It was a little after 3 am.

"No," I tried not to yawn.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. What time is it? I didn't think you guys were asleep." Her voice was quivering.

"It's okay," I said quietly, trying to slip out of bed without the other two noticing. It didn't work. Melinda caught my arm.

"Who is it?" she whispered.

"Katie." I looked over to see if Leah was awake. She was starting to stir.

"Look, I'm sorry for waking you up," Katie said, her voice breaking. "I can't sleep . . . I-i-is . . . um . . . Is Leah awake?"

"Let me check," I said.

Leah was out cold, and I wrestled with whether I should wake her or not. Would I be enabling Katie and Leah? Was that really my business? I decided that the two of them would have to confront this sooner or later.

I handed the phone to Melinda and reached around the sleeping girl's body. I kissed her on the cheek and she smiled in her sleep. I gently shook her shoulder.

"Leah," I whispered. She stirred again. I kissed her again. She opened her eyes lazily. "Honey, there's someone who wants to talk to you."

She turned suddenly, as if she were fully awake. Her pulse quickened. I watched her eyes in the pale light coming through the blinds. Excitement. Disbelief. Fear. Anticipation.

Melinda handed her the phone.

"Hello?" she said tentatively. She closed her eyes when she heard Katie's voice. There was relief on her face. And longing.

Melinda and I exchanged a worried look.

"No . . . No . . . It's okay, baby," Leah said soothingly. She smiled at something the other girl said. "Yes . . . we did plenty of that. Yes . . . yes, baby . . . I wished you were here, too . . ."

I would have liked to have given Leah a little bit of privacy, but in my studio apartment, there was no where else for her (or us) to go.

As Leah continued her conversation with Katie, I pulled Melinda close to me.

"Are you going to say something to her?" she whispered. Melinda thought that any long-distance relationship between Leah and Katie was a bad idea. It wasn't because she was jealous or anything; it was because she was right. Neither of the girls was thinking with her head. They were following their hearts, or some misguided infatuation.

I thought hard for a moment. "No. They're big girls. It's not our place."

Melinda frowned, closed her eyes and let out a long breath. "I know. I just don't want to see either of them get hurt."

I squeezed her hand.

"I would like that . . . But I think it's a bad idea . . . No . . . No, baby . . ." Leah was saying. Her voice broke. "Iwould like to see you again before I leave, but if you come over, I don't think I could let you go."

Leah started to shudder. I rolled over and took her in my arms. She cradled the phone against her ear.

"I know . . ." Tears began to flow down her cheeks. "Yes, I remember . . . I know . . . You can't do that, as much as I would love it . . . There is too much for you here. I can't ask you to give that up."

I didn't like what I was hearing, even if it was only half of the conversation.

"No . . . No, honey . . ." Leah began to sob uncontrollably. I held her for several minutes. I could hear similar sounds coming from Katie on the other end.

Finally, she wiped the tears out of her eyes. After several deep breaths, her voice was under control again. "Yes . . . I remember . . . Why don't we talk about this after I get home. It's just too hard right now . . . Okay . . . Okay . . . I promise . . ."

Katie was saying something. Leah smiled, some pleasant moment the two of them had shared flashing in her mind's eye.

"Yes . . . I remember that . . . Yes, you were . . . You caught on fast." She looked over at me nervously. "Yes, they're both awake . . . No . . . Don't do this . . . please . . . Yes, I want you . . ."

We must have woken something up deep inside Katie because she was being a lot more sensual that I had ever given her credit for in the past.

"That's right, we're all naked . . . Yes, he came inside both of us," Leah whispered. She dropped her head back on the pillow and closed her eyes. One hand absently ran up her side, from her hip to her breast. Leah's nipples were hard, and not because it was cold. Her other hand steadied the phone against her ear. She moaned. "Oh, baby . . . I'd like that . . ."

Melinda and I exchanged an evil glance. We were definitely going to be enablers.

Leah cried out when I took a nipple in my mouth. "Yes . . . He's sucking on it . . . I wish it were you, baby . . . Are you—Ah! . . . Are you wearing anything? Good, that's what I like to hear . . ."

Melinda began to rub her other breast and her hand strayed down to Leah's thigh.

"If you were here, what would I do?" Leah said thoughtfully. She arched her back as Melinda's hand touched her clit. "Yes . . . She's touching me . . . Yes, just like you did . . . Oh, fuck . . . Are you wet? Are you as wet as I am?"

I cupped both of Leah's breasts. She squealed with delight.

"Oh, god . . . I'd kiss you all over . . . Yes . . . Starting with your neck . . ."

As Leah told Katie what she would do, I acted it out on her.

"And then down to your little titties . . . Oh, yes, baby . . . I love them . . . No . . . No . . . They're perfect . . . And then I'd . . . I'd . . . OH! . . . I'd kiss my way down to your sweet pussy . . . Mmm-hmmm . . . Yes . . . I'd take your clit between my teeth . . ."

Melinda took Leah's pussy in her mouth and went down on her as Leah described it to Katie.

"Yes . . . She's eating me out right now . . . I wish I were doing that to you . . . How many fingers do you have inside your pussy? Make it three . . . Because that's how many I'd put inside you . . . Oh, and I have just the right vibrator for your perfect little ass . . . Oh, yes, baby . . . I've got so many things I'm going to show you . . ."

Leah started to buck her hips in Melinda's face. I played with her breasts.

"Yes . . . Cum for me, baby . . . Yes, I'm about to cum, too . . . Yes! . . . Just a little more . . . Yes! . . . Are you cumming? . . . Are you cumming? . . . Good . . . Oh, god I wish I could taste you right now . . . Oh, fuck . . . oh, fuck . . . yes . . . yes . . . I'm cumming, too . . . oh, god, I'm cumming . . . Oh . . .oh . . . OH!"

Leah half-sat up and then suddenly dropped back on to the bed, lost in the throes of her orgasm.

I watched her and I kept my eyes on Melinda, who was impersonating a petite red-headed girl named Katie. She winked at me.

After a couple of moments, Leah's breathing slowed and became regular again. She still held the phone against her ear.

"Yes," she whispered. "I'm still here . . . I know . . ."

A pained look shot across her face. Her eyes welled up again. "No . . . please don't . . . No, it's not that . . . It was just— . . . It was just hard enough today . . . I don't think I can do it again . . . I know . . . I know . . . Everything is going to be alright . . . I promise . . . Yes . . . Count on it . . ."

I looked at Melinda. There were tears in her eyes, too.

It seemed as if all our hearts were breaking at once.

"I know," Leah whispered into the phone. "I know, baby . . . I love you, too, Katie. Good-bye."

The phone clicked off and the three of us lay there in the dark. Leah started to cry again. Melinda and I took her in our arms and rocked her back and forth, tears streaming down all our cheeks.

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Sunday

It took us all a long time to get back to sleep, but we were exhausted physically, sexually and emotionally.

Sometime, just before daybreak, Leah came to each of us individually. Quietly. Privately.