I want to thank all of you for the outpouring of kind encouragements. To be honest, I was expecting a few comments that said "meh" and maybe one or two that said "you suck!" or "Not bad." Several of you asked that I continue the story, so here goes. I don't know that I'll be able to keep to a consistent schedule, but I'll post a chapter any time I have one ready.
Thank you all!
Chapter 2
The water cascaded down my back as Amelia tenderly massaged the shampoo into my hair. The experience of the last few hours had been some of the most eventful of my life, but it had still come right after sitting down for a four-hour car ride. It's not like I was icky or anything after the drive, but there's still something about being stuck on the road for that long that made me feel like I needed to wash the morning off of me. For me, the shower was more than nice, it was necessary. The fact that I was getting help in there from not one, but two beautiful girls made it amazing. We had all used the excuse of helping one another wash up to grope and fondle each other as we relaxed and got ourselves ready for whatever was next. As I rinsed my hair, I watched the two sisters lathering soap all over each other in a way that was somehow both playfully chaste and heavy with innuendo at the same time. I was really glad that I'd splurged for the newly remodeled room with an upgraded bathroom, because the shower was big enough for all three of us to fit inside comfortably.
It had taken a little while before all three of us had regained enough energy that we felt up to standing long enough for a shower, but it was definitely worth it. Of course, male orgasms tend to feel more draining, whereas cumming for a woman tends to be more invigorating, so despite how much I wanted to just stay under the warm spray and watch the beautiful bodies enjoying one another, I was the first one out so I could dry off and lie back down.
Once my head hit the pillow, I closed my eyes and let the memories of the last few hours replay themselves in my mind while I tried to think of what kind of options we'd have for the rest of the night. Of course, most of the possibilities were dependent on what either Amelia or Sarah wanted to do or if they had anything planned.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
I instantly shot up at the sound of a blood-curdling scream that sounded like it came from Amelia. I heard the water shut off as Sarah ran behind the bed, holding a towel but naked and still pretty much dripping, putting me between her and the bathroom she had just escaped from.
"YOU CAN RUN, BUT YOU CAN'T HIDE YOU LITTLE TWAT WAFFLE!" Amelia shouted from the bathroom.
"What happened?" I asked Sarah as she tried to crouch behind the bed, but not really hiding anything.
"I told her I was done and asked if we could cuddle for a bit again when we got dry, and she said she was going to stay in the shower for a bit longer. I thought it would be funny if I hurried her up a bit, so I turned the water all the way to cold before I closed the door."
"Ah, got it. Well, it was really nice knowing you, and I very much enjoyed everything we did this evening. I'll let your parents know you died well and..." Before I could finish, Amelia had appeared in the bathroom doorway, equally naked, equally dripping, not even bothering with a towel. The look on her face was fury, but knowing her as well as I did, I could tell that it was mostly for show as I saw the corner of her mouth twitch up, trying to keep the smirk off her face.
"You're going to pay for that..." she less walked towards us than stomped, doing her best impression of the T-Rex from Jurassic Park. It was obvious where Sarah was hiding, because short of going out of the room into the hallway, something she'd be unlikely to do in her current state of undress, there was really only one place she could be without being visible from Amelia's vantage point. It was a nice room, but it wasn't a big room. Even so, Sarah gave herself away as she unsuccessfully tried to stifle a giggle.
Amelia lunged across the bed, practically flying behind me, and just barely missed grabbing her sister's ass as Sarah got up and tried to run to the other side of the bed. Clearly, Amelia was familiar with the tactic, and was quickly back up and colliding with her little sister, grasping her in a bear hug.
"No! No! I'm sorry! I'll be good! I swear!" Clearly, Sarah's pleas were landing on deaf ears as she was half lifted, half dragged back to the bed, and quickly pinned underneath her sister.
"You think you can get away with freezing my ass? Oh no little girl. You need to be PUNISHED!" Even within all the flurry of movement, my eye was quickly drawn down to Amelia's pussy, which was right next to Sarah's in that position, and my body started to respond. Considering how much I'd already cum that evening, I was a little surprised that was possible, but I wasn't about to complain. I couldn't tell exactly what Amelia had in mind, but it seemed like it was something I should keep out of. Besides, wasn't it Barney Stinson in How I Met Your Mother that said 'Never interrupt a girl fight!' I might have been paraphrasing in my head, but at the moment, it seemed like the best advice I'd ever heard.
I couldn't quite tell how the physics of it all worked, but somehow, Sarah's wrists were pinned above her head, then crossed and twisted in such a way that she turned over onto her belly, face to the side, looking away from me. Amelia turned around in a blur that was faster than I'd ever seen her move. Now using her ankles to trap her little sister's arms, her hands were holding the girls thighs, and her ass was planted right in the small of Sarah's back. If it weren't for the fact that Sarah couldn't stop giggling, I might've been a bit worried about her. When Amelia was sure that her sister was completely immobilized, she sat up and looked up at me with a devilish grin.
"BABALUUUU!" Amelia sang out and started spanking her sister's ass like a set of bongos.
