My Two Girlfriends: Spring Lake

"It was just an accident," Kathy said.

"Yeah, but a really funny one," Sasha added, "I saw what happened from the crowd. And I think Kathy & I are the only ones who noticed." Relived in the thought that both girls knew the split-second bang was an accident, Madison & I felt relieved. It was then that Madison saw a group of girls lined up away from the stage where we had just played Twister.

"I wonder what those girls are up to," she said as she started walking toward them. Sasha, Kathy & I followed her out of curiosity. When we got there, we three girls grabbing their crotches lined up. A moment later, one of them peed while standing up like a guy, which the rest of the girls followed after her; we knew we stumbled upon a pissing contest. The third girl who peed shot her pee the furthest but the first one peed the most, so they won first & second place respectively. When the girls dispersed, the girl who oversaw the contest aksed us four if we wanted to take our shot at this.

Before any of us could think, Sasha said we were and the other girl, who introduced herself as Ashley, said we could line up and go when we were ready. There was only one problem though: none of us had to pee. Once I brought that up, Madison and Sasha went to get us drinks. As Kathy hadn't said anything against this, I asked her if she was serious.

"Why not, honey?" she told me, as Sasha & Madison returned, "we're in the company of people we trust after all." Hearing this, I thought: "Well, when in Rome," and decided to go with this. Sasha & Madison brought four large bottles of water and four beers, with Madison explaining we would drink the beers first, followed by water to see how we'd feel after that. With our beverages drunk, Ashley told us to stay close and tell her when we all had to go, emphasis on "all of us." If only one of us had to go, the remaining three would have to wait to go and that would screw the contest up. As we waited, Madison boasted that she could pee the furthest:

"Wait until I can't hold it, you'll all be left in my piss," she declared.

"We shall see about that, Maddy," Sasha replied, "distance is one part of this, while capacity is another. And I know you have a tiny bladder." Finally, after about 25 minutes, all four of us were ready to open the floodgates and let it flow. Ashley had us line up side by side, told us:

"Anytime you're ready," and within moments, Kathy began to pee. Sasha & I followed and then Madison. I saw my stream go about 5 feet (according to the tape measure Askley laid out) but then Madison's reached 6 feet. I put more pressure on my bladder to shoot my pee farther; I couldn't tell if that worked, but I would get my answer in a minute. Soon, Madison, then Sasha, were both empty, so it was between me and Kathy for about 11 more seconds. I stopped peeing last and felt the sense of euphoria come over me... a sense that was broken by Ashley revealing the winners.

I peed the most (for just about 37 seconds) and came in second place, while Sasha peed the furthest at just over 7 feet to take first place. With congratulations all around, the four of us rejoined the rest of the group for some skinny dipping. Swimming in the crystal-clear water was nothing short of beautiful; you could see all the way to the bottom, even without goggles. Sasha and I dove to the bottom of the lake to retrieve Stef's watch, which fell off her wrist when she jumped in from the side of the boat. It took us a few dives to get the watch back, but we enjoyed seeing each other's bodies underwater.

Stef gave each of us wet, naked hug for getting her watch back; Sasha and I sure liked feeling her tits against my side. After a few hours of naked fun, we all reboarded the boat to shower and get ready for one final night on the town. That night, we came ashore and ventured out to a lakefront restaurant for dinner, before heading to a club for some drinks and dancing. At the club, Kathy remembred her and Sasha's signature dance floor trick: "taking control" of me, where they pull me towards them by my necktie. As I hadn't counted on this, though, I wasn't wearing a tie, but Sasha then came up with an idea. Noticing a few shirtless guys on the dance floor, she told me:

"Take off your shirt, and tie it lightly around your neck, honey," she said, "that'll work fine." I said okay and we got ready. Once it was our turn, we stepped onto the floor and began our routine. Sasha and Kathy approached me, untucked my shirt and undid the buttons on it. I then whipped it off and tied it around my neck lightly and stuck the sleeves out. Sasha and Kathy each grabbed one and took control of me. The hooting and hollering resonated all through the club and I saw Madison watching us with her jaw practically on the floor. After we were done, we stepped off the floor and I put my shirt back on. The applause in the club was deafening and Madison told Sasha:

"I never saw anyone dance like that. Great job guys, you're three favorites here!" Sasha thanked her and said the take control routine was a hit at the club a few weeks earlier during our Valentine's Day getaway. "You guys sure practice well!" Madison said. As the night wore on, other girls took control of their guys on the dance floor too; with their shirts around their necks as well.

"Looks like we started a dance craze, girls," I told Sasha and Kathy, who both concurred.

"Yup, they're taking control left & right," Sasha said, to which Kathy added:

"I thought they'd learn from our routine." At last call, Madison paid our tab and we left the club, arriving back at the boat around 2:15 AM. Sasha, however, was restless and had a suggestion for us:

"Let's it in the hot tub one last time, under the stars," she told me and Kathy. Kathy & I were down for that, so we quietly followed Sasha to the top deck. There, we got naked (our bathing suits had already been packed) and slipped into the hot tub that overlooked the lake. Sasha grabbed three beers for us, so we sipped and we watched the stars. Sasha then ran her hand up my legs, took hold of my cock and began stroking me carefully (as to not splash the water.) She and Kathy took turns stroking me until I came in the water; my semen floated up to the surface, so Kathy carefully fished it out and dumped it over the side of the deck.

After cumming, I rubbed Sasha and Kathy's pussies together until they climaxed. Kathy female ejaculated under the water, as she's capable of doing that, but by Sasha's face, I knew I satisfied both my girls. After mutually masturbating, we finished our beers, got out of the tub and dried off. We then snuck back below deck, put on our PJs and went to bed. We didn't sleep long, though, as Madison woke us and everyone else up to get our butts to the airport for our flight home. All good things must come to an end and a sense of dread was hanging over our heads, mine probably more so as I hadn't slept near enough. Sasha, though, reassured me that we'd get to sleep on the plane, with me in between her and Kathy.

After arriving at the airport, going through security and getting to the gate, we waited to board the plane. As we waited, I told Sasha something I had kept quiet all week: "Sash, thanks for insisting Kathy and I come along on this trip. I've opened up more than I thought I would." Both girls hugged me and Sasha whispered in my ear:

"I knew you were gonna love neing out here for a week, sweetie. I wouldn't have suggested it if I knew you wouldn't like it." On the plane, Sasha, Kathy and I slept soundly together, with Kathy getting up to use the bathroom at one point. Upon landing, we gathered our bags and bid farewell to Madison and the others, but Sasha & I told Madison we'd meet again sooner rather than later. This was on Saturday, so classes resumed on Monday. My classmates asked how my Spring Break was and said is was a blast.

"I won $1,000 in a drinking contest, that'll help with rent," I bragged. On Thursday, Sasha came home after me & Kathy and said Madison had been missing us:

"She and her boyfriend are coming over for dinner Friday night," Sasha said, "I'm gonna make a roast chicken." Over that dinner, Madison revealed she considered me and Kathy as close of friends as she considered Sasha. She and her boyfriend, Roger, invited us to double date the following Saturday, which Sasha, Kathy & I readily agreed to. With that double date, I knew all my previous reservations were gone, and I owe it all to both my girlfriends. Sasha probably more so as she had pushed for me and Kathy to go spring break with her class and boy am I glad she did; I'd probably still be shy and reclusive if she hadn't.