Welcome to Part THREE of The Florida Trip, aka The Baseball Trip: Season Two. We're really rolling now!
You don't have to read The Baseball Trip (or, for that matter, any of the previous parts of this series) to get what's going on here, but it'll definitely help. Seriously, it's your smut, read the whole thing backwards if that makes you happy.
Warning: there's some light incest play in this one (I know, shocker). Everyone is over the age of 18.
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I woke up the next morning with Alyssa lying in my arms. My lustful, redheaded girlfriend absently stroked at my chest hair as she stared off into the distance. Kelsey and Kevin were both spooning in the other bed. As if we were two perfectly normal couples who hadn't swapped partners the night before as part of a hormone-fueled fuck session. It was the least Disney thing I'd ever done, which is pretty impressive considering we'd done it
at
Disney.
"Last night," I said, like that had all the meaning in the world.
"I know, it just keeps getting better, right?" Alyssa said. We both spoke quietly, as if the other couple couldn't hear. "Watching you fill up little Kelsey like that? It was so hot. And don't think I missed how much you liked me licking it out of her after. I told you this trip was going to be great."
"It was," I said, "It is. I'm just, well. We didn't go too far did we? I don't want to, like, abuse your trust or whatever."
"Oh, don't worry honey," Alyssa said and kissed me lightly on the forehead, "We're a ways away from getting
there
."
I leaned forward to kiss my girlfriend back, but she put her hands on my chest and stopped me, as if something had suddenly occurred to her. "Hey, where'd you go last night?" she asked, "I felt you get up after."
"I realized I forgot to submit a paper that's due today," I said, "So I went down to the business center in the lobby and jumped on email real quick. No big deal." Alyssa had told me it was OK to fool around with Sarah. But for some reason, I didn't want to tell her the truth: that I'd been at Disney Springs with the sexy brunette, pouring our hearts out till we drowned.
"Fucking school stuff," Alyssa said, "College would be awesome if it wasn't for the classes. Can't wait till we graduate in a few months." She got up and stretched. My girlfriend was completely naked, but she didn't seem to care. Her bare, freckled butt was right in Kevin's face. He smiled at it, appreciatively.
"I need a shower before we get going," Kelsey said.
"I think we all do," Alyssa said.
"No," Kelsey said, "Don't say it. Don't even think it."
"We'll take turns?" Alyssa asked, looking bewildered by Kelsey's response.
"That's a good slut," Kelsey said, "I'll go first." She collected her things from around the room, then stomped into the bathroom, sliding the curtain behind her.
"Wow, she seems really pissed," Alyssa said.
Kevin sighed and stood. At least he had the decency to wrap his more indecent parts in the sheets from the bed. "I guess I can go talk to her," he said, "She's my girlfriend after all."
I'm not sure what possessed me next. It's not like I had any great insight into Kelsey's mind. I was honestly more confused about her than ever. Nor did I really need to withstand another tongue lashing from the beautiful blonde. Well, that is, I wouldn't have minded if she used her tongue to...
Anyway, for no reason that I can consciously describe, I suddenly decided that I had the magic touch to solve everyone's problems. So without really thinking about it, I stood up and said, "Actually? I think I can help smooth things out. Kelsey and I have a lot of history together. Her brother and I used to be best friends, so I've known her since we were kids."
"Are you sure?" Kevin asked, "I mean, I'd really appreciate it if you did. Sometimes, I mean, I feel like I don't get Kelsey at all. Last night she's all into everything but now it's like... I don't know. She's a different person."
"I think I understand," Alyssa said, "Why don't you and I talk out here while Ben helps with Kelsey. He's gotten to know her really well. A lot of times. Over and over. Right hon?"
I shook my head. Even when she was trying to be supportive, Alyssa couldn't stop herself from getting dirty. Thinking I might as well jump in the shower once Kelsey was done (and not before, I warned myself), I grabbed my own shower stuff and went back toward the bathroom. As I was about to enter, Alyssa sidled up next to me and whispered in my ear.
"Don't worry," she said, "I'll take care of things on this end if you do your job in there."
"Why does that sound really filthy when you say it?" I asked.
Alyssa reached down and pinched my butt. "I can't imagine," she said, and kissed me on the cheek.
*
The shower rushed like a rain storm. Kelsey was already inside, behind a heavy shower curtain covered in colorful Mickey pictures. I knocked loudly to make sure she knew I was there.
"You have to pee or something?" Kelsey asked.
"Actually, I wanted to tell you this funny Disney joke I heard yesterday. You see Minnie tells Mickey that she wants a divorce. And Mickey, he's shocked, he says, 'Divorce? What're you crazy?!'" I did the Mickey voice as I said it. I heard Kelsey laugh a little despite herself.
"So, anyway, Minnie says to him, 'I'm not crazy, Mickey. I'm fucking Goofy!'"
The shower water seemed to get louder. Steam rose up from behind the curtain. I sat down on top of the toilet seat. It creaked under me.
"That's not funny, Ben," Kelsey said.
"It's kind of funny," I said, "You laughed a little."
"Fine," Kelsey said, "Whatever."
"OK, seriously. I can tell you're upset. Everyone can tell you're upset. I got a call from the lobby this morning - the guest relations clerk wanted me to know that he's pretty sure you're upset. So what's wrong?"
"Really?" Kelsey asked, "Do I have to draw a picture for you?"
I saw her shadow against the curtain and for a moment I startled. I mean, Kelsey - incredibly beautiful Kelsey - was naked right there. Only a thin sheet of plastic between us. Of course, we'd been a hell of a lot closer the night before. The globs of my cum that Alyssa had neglected to suck out of Kelsey were probably running down her leg as we spoke. But that didn't stop me from fantasizing about the hot, blonde coed.