Booty Shorts - Good Vibrations

Hello, and welcome to another edition of Booty Shorts, my series of stand alone stories.

Content warning: This one is NOT like most of my usual stories. This isn't romance, this is smut. There's some explicit M/F action (in addition to, not to the exclusion of, some yummy F/F action, as is my usual wont.) Feel free to go elsewhere if that isn't your jam. I promise I won't be insulted if this isn't your thing.

If this is your thing, I hope you enjoy!

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"¡Cuidado, niña estúpida!"

"Get bent!" she yelled back. The swarthy, wetsuit clad man sliced down the wave, splashing her. They paddled their surfboards up the swell then down the back side.

"What a jackass."

"This is almost as bad as Gulpiyuri, the way these guys hog the water. And there's three times more beach here!"

"Right? Not like it's crowded either."

"I know! These waves stretch out for a quarter mile. Like, don't crowd us!"

It was off season at Zarautz, Spain, and they had rental wetsuits to go with the rental boards to withstand the frigid Atlantic waters. There were maybe twenty other surfers willing to brave the cold to enjoy some truly epic waves. At least the fall sun was blazing down from a clear, blue sky making the air temperature pleasant, in contrast to the cold waters.

After paddling over a few more swells, they turned back towards the shore, looking over their shoulders for the next killer wave.

"Last run? Or a few more? Remember this will be the last city where we can surf."

"Think this will be good. That last wipeout held me under a good thirty-five seconds. Plus my feet are freezing. Think I'm ready to go eat."

"Thirty-five seconds, huh?"

"It was about thirty, thirty-five heartbeats, my heart rate was elevated due to adrenaline, so... yeah. Maybe longer since I was holding my breath. Diver's reflex slows your heart rate."

She grinned, shaking her head at how her partner's eccentricities made her love her more as the years went on.

"¡Hola, chicas hermosas!"

They both startled, turning to find a man floating on a board a few yards away.

"¿Qué hacen ustedes dos, jovencitas, aquí? ¿No deberían estar en la playa, tumbadas en bikini?"

"No habla." No reason to let this guy know she spoke Spanish fluently, since he was trying to pick up on her. And so condescendingly too. "We're not from around here."

"Americans, heh?" he replied in a thick Spanish accent. "You get lost out here? Need help getting back, heh?" His teeth were startlingly white against his dark tan. A lifetime ago she might have been interested. She was bi after all, but her wife... well...

"How exactly would one get lost on the water when the beach is right there?" her wife exclaimed in that tone of voice that told her she didn't realize the man was flirting with them.

"I... no... I mean are you want some help? The waves very big."

"That's why we're out here. Isn't that why you're here? Are you lost?"

She turned her head and smothered a laugh at the expression on the man's face.

"No, I... meirda," he muttered, then shifted gears. "Just thought lovely America ladies look thirsty. Mucho sun and salt. Maybe I buy you sangria at Kirkilla? We could meet my friend."

"Hmm, free sangria. What do you think, babe?" Her wife looked at her with a guileless expression. She still had no idea what was happening.

"No thanks. We already have dates."

She reached over to tug on her wife's wetsuit sleeve and pull her a little closer, then leaned over and kissed her wife on the lips. Her wife's eyes lit up in realization.

"Oh! He's hitting on us, right? Sorry, I missed that."

The man's eyes had bugged out at the two tanned, blond girls kissing in front of him, then his shoulders slumped in the realization that his plan to pick up these two tourists for him and his friend had run full speed into a gay wall.

She looked out to sea and spotted a truly monstrous wave surging towards them.

"Tell you what," she said. "To show there's no hard feelings, if you can stay up on this wave longer than either of us, we'll buy you and your friend a pitcher. If we both stay up longer than you, you have to pay for our paella especial at Karlos Arguiñano."

His face blanched at the potential price tag of that bet. Then he looked at the wave rolling in, and she could literally see the ever present dude-bro optimism come over him that if alcohol was involved maybe he could swing things his way after all and he made the decision that two chicas couldn't possibly handle this wave as well as he could.

"You got a bet. See you on beach!"

They all started paddling their boards towards the shore.

"Sync run?" She asked her wife as the wave started to lift them up.

"Sure."

They didn't have to paddle hard. Soon all three of them were sliding downhill. The Spaniard popped up on his board first, and they quickly followed.

They could see he was all about the flash, carving back and forth across the face of the wave.

Not very smart when the bet is who stays up longer, she thought to herself.

They followed him, gaining on him quickly since they weren't turning as much. They glanced at each other and nodded in unspoken agreement.

As he pulled out of a carve and looked back for the curl, his eyes widened to see both of them bearing down on him. He wobbled indecisively then straightened out just in time for the girls to flash past on either side, less than an arm's length from him.

She called out "Hup!" and they both carved to the left, then "Ho!" They sliced right. "Hup! Ho!" Their boards might as well have been tied together, the distance between them never widening, as they turned, waiting for the curl to catch up from their right.

The Spaniard watched their poetic, back and forth motion, dumbfounded, and failed to notice the curl had caught up with him. At the last second the gust of wind coming out of the pipe brought him back to his senses. He crouched low to pick up speed, trying to follow the girls as they easily shot out of the pipe into the sunlight.

He wasn't fast enough and the wave crashed over him, pummeling him beneath tons of water.

The girls slid along toward the shore and looked back to see him bob to the surface. They exchanged a high five across the space between their boards.

"Nice run, Alyx."

"You too, Mellony."

~~~

Mellony stifled a huge yawn.

"I wish we hadn't had to get up so early."

"Taking any of the later trains would get us in after dinner. I want to eat tapas in Barcelona tonight before we get on the ferry tomorrow."

"I know babe, I'm with you. I just want a nap and you know I can't sleep sitting up."

She lifted her feet, setting them on the seats facing them, using her foot to slide her backpack out of the way. The train was maybe at a quarter capacity and they had the end of this car pretty much to themselves. She leaned over and laid her head on Alyx's shoulder, closing her eyes in what she knew would be a vain attempt to sleep.

To her surprise, when she opened her eyes the sun had changed angle. She looked at her Apple Watch and saw she'd been out for almost two hours. Looking down she saw Alyx had finished more than half of the sudoku book she bought at the Zarautz station, and was working through yet another math puzzle.

"Wow, I can't believe I actually slept!" she said, stretching her arms, trying to touch the overhead with her fingertips.

"You were snoring," Alyx said absently as she continued to scratch her pen across the page.

"I was not!"

"Were too."

"Brat!" She reached up and turned Alyx's chin with her fingertips to give her a kiss. Alyx made a face.

"You need to brush."

Mellony laughed. Alyx always, always said exactly what was on her mind. A lot of their college classmates had found it off-putting or rude. Mell had always found it charming. It's what made them work. She got Alyx, like no one else in the world. And Alyx was keenly aware that Mell understood her perfectly and accepted her. They'd been deeply in love since a few weeks after they met during their senior year at Tallahassee. And best friends ever since.

"If I need to brush, then I shall brush." She rummaged in her backpack for her travel toothbrush and tiny tube of toothpaste.

"I'm gonna head that way to find a bathroom. Want me to pick up lunch from the cafe car?"

Alyx looked up and wrinkled her nose.

"No pre-packaged sandwiches."

"Would I do that to you?"

"I know, sorry. I'll kiss you better as an apology after you've brushed."

Mellony squeezed her shoulder as she got up and stepped over Alyx to head towards the front of the train.

She found a bathroom and dutifully brushed the offending breath away, then picked up what she judged would be an acceptable lunch in the cafe car. As she arrived back at their seats, she saw Alyx had put away her puzzle book and was looking at her phone, probably checking to see if their surf shop had received any online orders.

After working at a Ron John shop for a couple of years after college, they'd turned a modest inheritance Alyx had received into a small store, the Two Chicks Sun-N-Surf, located directly between one of the biggest hotels in Clearwater and the beach. They'd been successful enough to buy a small house for themselves, which included a small yard for their dog. They'd also been saving for the last two years to have enough money to close their store at the beginning of the off season to travel to Europe. They'd flown into Paris and had spent the last two weeks making their way through wine country, Nice, then Portugal and Spain, making a point to visit the good surfing cities.

Alyx had been willing to close the store during their vacation, mainly because she didn't trust anyone but themselves to run it. But Mell had insisted on keeping the online shop active. Mellony had studied marketing and graphic design and had come up with a logo of two fuzzy baby chicks on a surfboard. Their store brand shirts sold well and they did a brisk online business. Alyx had grudgingly agreed that their dog sitter could probably handle processing and shipping the online orders while they were away for a cut of the profits. But Alyx checked their shipping portal every day making sure orders were going out in a timely fashion. As well as checking for photos the dog sitter sent them of their pup.

"No phones, unless it's an emergency or taking photos. We agreed, remember?" She picked up one of the backpacks and set it in the seat she'd vacated, then sat down across from her wife.

"I was just checking!" Alyx said, guiltily stuffing her phone into the front pocket of her pack.

"Fine, but you're done now. I scored some cheese and grapes. Even got some hummus and veggies."

"Oh, great!" Alyx said, her smile lighting up as it did every time Mell successfully predicted what would make her happy

They munched their way through lunch, enjoying the view of the Spanish countryside.

After a while, Mellony dusted crumbs off her hands then took the container of grapes from Alyx and set it aside.

"What?" Alyx asked, confused.

Mellony got up and straddled Alyx's lap.

"You said you'd kiss me better after I brushed. Should have done it when I got back, but I figured it's okay, we'll both taste like cheese and grapes."

Alyx broke into a broad smile then grabbed a double fistful of Mellony's hair and pulled her close. They kissed deeply, their tongues dancing for a moment. When they came up for air, Alyx leaned into the aisle and peered towards the front of the train. There was no one close enough to notice a little hanky panky. She kissed Mellony again, running her hands down her sides and cupping them under the globes of her wife's ass.

"Mmm, I hate it when we're too tired to play like last night," she said into Mellony's mouth.

"I know babe, that was a heck of a surf day. We were wiped out. But..."

She turned and glanced over her shoulder to make her own check that their end of the car was still empty. She slid her hand under the fuzzy, teal quarter-zip fleece Alyx was wearing and into the waistband of her leggings.

"Mell!" Alyx hissed, but made no move to stop her.

"Don't worry, I just want to see if..."

He finger parted Alyx's lips. They were slick. Alyx made a half surprised yip sound. Mellony smiled.

"... if you're wet." She withdrew her hand.

Alyx bounced on the seat in frustration, lifting Mellony a few inches.

"You tease!"

"Not teasing. I've been saving a surprise and this is a perfect time for it."

"Ooh, I like your surprises!"

Mellony sat back down and rummaged in her pack. After taking a few packing cubes out she got to the bottom. She looked around again to make sure there wasn't a conductor coming, then pulled out a bright pink tadpole shaped object.

Alyx's eyes got wide.

"You brought my Lush? I thought you said we weren't bringing any toys!"

"I said you shouldn't bring any toys."

"You naughty wife!"

Mellony had given Alyx a Lovense Lush for their fifth anniversary the summer before. The remote controlled sex toy was just the right size to slide into Alyx's pussy under her clothes. One of their favorite games was for Alyx to wear it while they worked at the shop. The anticipation would drive Alyx crazy, making her wetter and wetter. Sometimes Mellony would wait an hour or two before she'd use her phone to turn it on, usually when Alyx was ringing up sunburnt Midwestern tourists. The game was to see if Alyx could manage to hide her reactions.

She wasn't always successful. If Mellony had done a good job of teasing her and drawing out that anticipation, she'd usually jump. Sometimes she'd moan, and have to pass it off with a cough. Once, when Alyx had been answering questions about boogie boards for a young man on spring break wearing a University of Nebraska t-shirt, Mellony had managed to make her orgasm. She'd gripped the bewildered Corn Husker's shoulder to keep from falling down, moaning while her legs shook.

All of which was perfectly fine with Alyx. She was on the submissive side and loved when Mellony took charge and made her do things outside her comfort zone.

"Put it in," Mellony said, holding it out to her.

"Okay, I'll be right back." Alyx started to get up but Mellony pushed her back into her seat.

"No, put it in right here."

"Mell!" Alyx protested, but the look in her eyes told Mellony the idea appealed greatly to her.

"Right now babe."

"Fine!" The tone of her voice didn't match the reluctance of her word choice. She sounded eager. She glanced up and down the aisle again. The car was still mostly deserted, the only people at the far end.

She quickly pulled down the waistband of her leggings and slipped the lush down inside with her other hand. She locked eyes with Mellony and she fiddled for a moment trying to get the angle right, then she exhaled a soft "Ah," accompanied by a quiet wet sound as the large bulb slid into her. She pulled the tail up over her mound, as it contained the Bluetooth antenna.

She jumped, snatching her hand out of her leggins and yanking down her pullover as the door noisily slid open behind her. The conductor walked in, shouting.

"¡Próxima parada Pamplona! ¡Pamplona en diez minutos!"

He looked down curiously at Alyx, who had started giggling furiously, but kept walking up the aisle, calling out the next stop.

"You naughty wife!" she said when she regained control of herself.

"Me? You're the one who just put a sex toy in on a public train."

"Because you made me!"

"You love it and you know it."

"I love you, and you know it."

Mellony got up and switched places with Alyx's backpack, sitting between her wife and the window and kissing her. She took her own phone out of her pack.

"Exception to the phone rule for this, right?"

"Of course! But... don't hurry. Make me wait."

"Wouldn't have it any other way. Besides, I need to find our confirmation for the hostel in my email."

She started scrolling through her emails as the train slowed into Pamplona Station. Mellony was quickly consumed with verifying travel details, while Alyx nervously looked out the window at all the people on the platform. The train stopped briefly and a few more people entered their car.

As the train pulled out, the car door slid open once more and a couple noisily came in and claimed the four seats across the aisle from them. The man and woman were about the same age as Mellony and Alyx. He had a bleached blonde mop of curly hair, she had long, dark hair that came to her waist. They both tossed their backpacks into the aisle seats then sat facing each other next to the window, chatting in some language neither of the girls recognized.

Alyx was staring into space when the Lush gave a quick pulse, then stopped.

Alyx squeaked in surprise then glared at Mellony, who was innocently tapping at her phone. The Lush had an app that Mellony used to turn the toy's on or off, or control the speed and intensity. It even had programmed patterns so she could set it and forget it.

"I am so going to get you tonight."

"Promises, promises."

The young man across the aisle perked up.

"Oi! Americans, eh? Though for sure you were fellow Aussies. I bet Angelika here you were from Sydney, what with the tans and hair!" The man had a thick Australian accent. "Ya sisters?"

Alyx and Mellony had often been mistaken for relatives. They were both middling height, sun bronzed and bleached blonde from spending all their free time outdoors in Florida, with slim builds from swimming, surfing or paddle-boarding. Virtually the only difference physically was that Mellony's blonde hair was short with an undercut on the left side, while Alyx wore hers in a long braid.

"Nope, wives." Mellony said, leaning forward and holding up her left hand, showing off her blue silicone wedding band on her ring finger, matching the one Alyx was wearing. They'd got them specially for the trip so they could leave their real jewelry at home.

"Yeah? Good on ya! I'm Kyle, this is Angelika."

"I'm Mellony. This is Alyx," Mellony said.

"Nice to meet you both," Angelika said in a thick Eastern European accent. "We were in America last year. Is nice, but much harder to backpack than Europe. Too many buses."

"You can say that again," Mellony agreed. "The trains here are great. Where are you headed?"

"Barcelona," Kyle said, "We're staying for one night then catching the ferry to Genoa."

"Whoa," Mellony exclaimed in surprise.

"That's exactly what we're doing," Alyx said, in an almost accusatory voice.

"Yeah? Cheers to that!" Kyle said.

"You have place to stay in Barcelona?" Angelika asked, "We have no reservations yet. Only decided yesterday to go to Italy next."

"We have a room at a hostel near the city center." Alyx said. "It's nice. Good reviews."

"Hostel, eh? I thought you Americans would be in fancy hotels and all that," Kyle said with a smirk.

It could have come across as insulting from someone else, but Kyle's cheery personality took the bite out of the words. Alyx took it as a pragmatic question.

"I ran the numbers when we were planning our trip. We could have done three weeks of hotels or six weeks of hostels and AirBnB's. It just makes more sense to spend our money on experiences instead--of rooms!" The last words came out much louder and she turned and glared at Mellony. She had her thumb on her phone and an innocent smile on her face.

"Uh, bonzer. Makes sense, yeah?" Kyle said.

"Anyway, we're at the Kabul Party Hostel. It's in the middle of everything, and a few blocks from a famous tapas place we're going to try out."

"Would be okay if we follow to see if we get room?" Angelika asked.

"Sure, you can tag along!" Mellony said.

"Tag...?" Angelika looked confused.

"She means ripper," Kyle explained.

"Ripper?" Alyx asked, mirroring Angelika's expression.

"He means is okay," Angelika said. They all laughed.

They chatted for a while before Angelika announced she needed a nap. She folded her jacket into a pillow and leaned into the corner between her seat and the window. Kyle took out a book and a comfortable silence filled the rail car.

Mellony moved to sit across from Alyx again. Alyx started on another sudoku puzzle. The way she jumped when her Lush turned on again told Mellony that she'd forgotten about it again. Until now.

Mellony set it to low and left it on. Alyx glared at her, shifting in her seat.

Mellony smiled in return and moved her thumb up and down on the screen of her phone, slowly raising and lowering the intensity. Alyx tried to stare daggers at her wife, but instead had to stare at the ceiling as her head pushed back against the seat, her nostrils flaring as her breathing quickened.

Mellony dropped the intensity all the way down, but left it on. Alyx's eyes opened and there was pleading behind them. Mellony obliged, slowly... ever so slowly... raising the level all the way to max, then slowly back down. At its strongest Mellony could j-u-s-t hear the buzzing between Alyx's legs, but she doubted the sound would reach across the aisle over the noise of the rails. She lowered it again. Alyx spread her legs slightly, then crossed them, first one way, then the other, trying to bring the vibrations to bear on her sweet spot.

Mellony raised it back up, then rapidly wiggled her thumb up and down. Alyx smothered a whimper, gripping the arm rest. She closed her eyes tightly.

Mellony dipped it down again. Alyx's eyes flew open in disappointment.

Please, Mell! she mouthed silently.

Mellony raised it to maybe a quarter, then back down, repeating the tease for several more minutes. Soon Alyx was visibly squirming in her seat in frustration. Mellony glanced over and grinned as she noted that Kyle was trying very hard to look like he was reading while he was watching Alyx. She also noted that Kyle had clocked that she was orchestrating Alyx's squirming with her phone.

"Sweetie," Mellony said softly.

Alyx looked at her. Mellony gave an exaggerated glance over at Kyle. Alyx looked over and locked eyes with him just as Mellony turned it up full and left it there.

Alyx made an unintelligible sound and clapped her hand over her mouth and started shaking. A couple of muffled but audible moans escaped from under her hand. Her other hand formed a fist and pounded her thigh, once... twice...

The third time Alyx came.

Hard.

Her face turned bright red with embarrassment, excitement and pleasure. But she didn't look away from Kyle as waves coursed through her body.

Like a virtuoso, Mellony expertly played Alyx's Lush like an instrument, slowly bringing the vibrations down as her orgasm ebbed away. As she reached zero and turned it off, a small sound, almost a sob, escaped Alyx's lips.

As she recovered and straightened up in her seat, Kyle gave her a wink.

"Good on ya, Sheila!"

~~~

The two couples made their way from the train station to the hostel by foot, a twenty minute walk saving them a twenty-Euro Lyft ride. The hostel did have extra spaces for Kyle and Angelika. However they weren't "rooms". Instead the hostel had stacked bed cubicles much like large bunk beds. Each cubicle had a light, a shelf with a small mirror above and a modest locker. There was baggage storage at the front desk, but none of them needed it, as all four of them had just a backpack for luggage.

The cubicles had heavy canvas curtains that could pull across the opening and lock in place from the inside. Mellony and Alyx had reserved two, one above the other. But they hadn't planned on sleeping separately, only using one for storing the bags while they slept. They'd had a queen sized bed since they got out of college but rarely used more than a twin's worth of space, so tightly did they wrap around each other in their sleep. Kyle and Angelika followed their advice and ended up in the sleeping cubicles across the narrow aisle from them, mostly because the clerk assumed the foursome was traveling together. The sleeping room was unoccupied except for the two couples.

They went their own separate ways, as Angelika wanted to visit an Argentinian restaurant she'd heard about while the girls wanted tapas. Mellony had barely managed to keep Alyx from exclaiming what she thought of the logic of eating another country's cuisine while in Spain and there was tapas available. Fortunately, she'd seen the look in her wife's eyes and loudly changed the subject then scooted them out the door.

After a lovely meal, and an hour of dancing in a nightclub, they headed back to their hostel.

The other couple weren't back yet by the time the girls finished their evening ablutions. They locked their backpacks in the bottom cubicle, then climbed in the top one together, slid the curtain shut and cuddled up. The long travel day had sapped their energy, and they both quickly fell asleep.

The day of travel had apparently not sapped Kyle and Angelika's energy, as the girls were both awakened some time later by soft, but unmistakable sounds coming from the cubicle across the aisle.

They lay still, listening to the rhythmic creaking of the plywood under the cubicle's mattress, and the occasional soft moan from Angelika or grunt from Kyle.

"That's hot," Alyx whispered. Mellony could sense in the dark that her wife was caressing her own breast. That simply wouldn't do, so she took over the job. Alyx hummed in approval.

Mellony had just slid her hand down to dip her fingers inside Alyx's panties, when she was startled by Alyx slowly sliding the curtain open a few inches. The sounds stopped at the noise.

"What are you doing?" Mellony whispered as softly as she could.

"I want to see if I can see," Alyx whispered. Not at all softly. Mellony rolled her eyes in the dim light.

A giggle came from across the way, then some low conversation in that language neither of them knew.

The other couple's curtain slowly slid back about a foot and a half. Alyx and Mellony could make out two pale faces in the darkness, but the light was too low to make out which of them was on top. The squeaking started again.

"That's so hot," Alyx whispered again, and yet again, not at all softly.

"Élvezze a kliátást," Angelika's low voice came across the space between them.

"I don't know what that means," Alyx called out loudly.

"Babe!" Mellony said, laughter in her voice. She resumed caressing her body. As her finger parted Alyx's lips, her wife gasped in pleasure. "You're soaking wet," she whispered in her ear.

"Is 'enjoy the view', in Hungarian," Angelika said, then she groaned. They could hear the passion in her voice.

"I'd like to, but it's too dark," Alyx said, between small sounds of pleasure.

Kyle laughed loudly. "You're sure a direct one, ain't ya Shelia?"

A moment later the light in the cubicle clicked on and the girls could now clearly see the heads and naked shoulders of the couple. Angelika was on top, riding Kyle with slow but deep thrusts down onto her lover.

"Now I'm enjoying the view!" Alyx said happily, then gasped as Mellony slipped two fingers inside and started rubbing her g-spot. Everyone laughed except Alyx, who moaned loudly.

After a few seconds, Angelika's attention returned to Kyle's face and she quickened her pace. Soon she was quivering, and her voice grew louder.

"Szerelmem, jövök!" She thrust herself down hard onto Kyle and held herself there. They could see her shoulders quivering with her orgasm.

Alyx let out a cry of her own as she started to come.

"Oh god," she loudly whispered, "Oh, God! I love you Mell! Mell, I love you! Oh my god, umph!" She finally muffled her voice by biting her thumb.

That apparently was enough to set off Kyle, who gave a loud groan and bear-hugged Angelika to his chest, clearly emptying himself inside her.

They all lay still for a few minutes, the only sounds the three of them catching their breath.

"I love it when you say I love you when you come." Mellony's smile was audible in her purr.

"Mell! You're the only one who didn't get to get off!"

The couple opposite them laughed.

"It's okay sweetie. You can get me back tomorrow. You know I like it when you wake me up for morning sex."

"We can't wait," said Angelika.

~~~

When Mellony woke the next morning, it was with Alyx's head buried between her legs. She'd apparently gotten a head start before Mellony had started to come to her senses, because she woke up quite hot and bothered.

Kyle and Angelika woke to the noises of the tail end of what sounded like a very satisfying orgasm for Mellony.

"Is no fair! You should have woken us before you start!" Angelika complained groggily.

"S-sorry! Alyx is an early riser!" Mellony said, panting.

~~~

"So, how did you two meet?" Mellony asked later at breakfast.

"Is cruise ships. I am bartender, Kyle is blackjack dealer," Angelika explained.

"We met on my second cruise, her first, 'bout four years ago," Kyle continued. "We work a six-month contract and save all our money. Then we travel until our money runs out and sign up for another."

"Nice," Mellony said. "How long have you been traveling this time?"

"Three months? Maybe?" Angelika said. "We start in Sweden this summer."

"Yeah, nice time, that," said Kyle, "Then we burned through the U. K., France, did Oktoberfest in Germany, and then Spain. We probably have another month or two before we have to head back out. We're planning on ending up in Hungary before we're done. Gonna visit Ange's family."

"Oh, nice. Our return ticket home is from Budapest. What made you decide to head to Italy yesterday?" Mellony asked.

"Ange here decided she was hungry for pasta," Kyle said, hooking his thumb at his girlfriend, causing Mellony and Angelika to laugh. Alyx just furrowed her brow.

"Wait, you decided to leave Spain to go to Italy for pasta, yet you went to an Argentinian restaurant while in Spain, home to the best tapas restaurants in the world?"

"Uh..." Kyle looked askance at Angelika.

"Sweetie, it was a joke." Mellony said, gently touching Alyx's arm, their secret signal that she'd missed something by being too literal again.

"Oh. Okay. I didn't get it." Alyx clearly hadn't thought much of the joke.

This was the type of thing that occasionally put people off Alyx. Mellony didn't mind at all, but some folks could handle her directness.

"S'truth, wasn't me best one," Kyle said, apparently not bothered.

"We plan to catch eight o'clock overnight ferry to Genoa," Angelika said, changing the subject. "Was that your plan too? You said we were doing same as you."

"Yup. We wanted to overnight, since we have to pay for the ticket one way or another. It'll save us one night of lodging. What's your plan for the rest of the day?"

"We leave packs at lockers at the seaport, then I want to shop until we leave. Kyle wants to see football game. Barcelona play today."

"Oh, cool!" Mellony exclaimed, then looked guiltily at her wife. "I mean... we could shop."

"Mell, it's okay. You like sports, I don't. You can go with Kyle if you want."

"Really?" Mellony grinned. "Babe, I love you so much!"

"Do you want to shop with me," Angelika asked Alyx.

"Well... I do need a new sudoku book."

They split up after breakfast, Mellony and Kyle headed to the stadium to try and scalp tickets, Angelika and Alyx to the shopping district.

~~~

"Another tinny?" Kyle asked, pointing at the beer vendor coming up the steps hawking cold cerveza.

"Just one more. Alyx doesn't like it when I get drunk without her, and if she gets in a funk it can be really hard to pull her out of it."

Barcelona made a run deep into Osasuna's territory and the entire crowd rose to their feet, but groaned in disappointment as the goalie made an unbelievable save, deflecting a kick up high then making a leap to grab the ball before it could be headed into the net.

"She's an odd duck, innit?" Kyle said as the crowd settled down. "No offense, you seem like two in a pod."

"She is my little neurodivergent pea. No offense taken. But never underestimate her. She's literally the smartest person I've ever met. We started our business from nothing and now we've been looking at a retail space that's three times the size as the one we started out in. We have to decide when we get back. And that's almost all her. I do marketing, but she's a genius at business. She also always seems to find huge discounts on lots other stores don't seem to want and it always pans out. The clearance rack of our store barely gets used."

"Bonzer. What's to decide then? Seems like a bigger store means more business?"

"It would. But right now it's just the two of us, and Doug. If we got that bigger store we'd have to hire employees. That means more responsibility, having to trust other people with our business. Plus we like to have fun when we work and that probably would have to stop if we had other people working there."

"Yeah? How come?"

Mellony blushed, realizing she'd overshared.

"Uh... you saw what kind of fun on the train yesterday."

Kyle laughed loudly.

"Fair dinkum! But what about this Doug fella? Doesn't he get a bit of an eyeful then?"

"Doug?" Mellony grinned. "Douglas P. Worthington, is our corgi, otherwise known as Doug the Dog. We like to take him to work with us."

"Lucky doggo, that one!"

~~~

"This is nice, yes?" Angelika held up a sundress against her body and turned one way, then the other in front of the full length mirror.

"I guess so," Alyx said without enthusiasm.

"You don't like?"

"I like it fine, but what's the point of buying a dress you can't wear right now? It's almost winter. It's too cold at night here in Spain and probably too cold in Italy for that. You're just buying something extra to carry in your backpack for the rest of your trip that you can't use."

Angelika took another long wistful look at the dress, then put it back on the rack.

"You are correct, of course. You are very... pragmatic. That is word, yes? Am sorry, my English not the best. "

"Yes, that's the correct word." Alyx fingered a scarf. "Another example, this is beautiful. I could wear it now, It's cool enough here. But it's almost never cold enough in Florida for something like this. It would be something I could only wear on this trip, then I'd store it for a few years, then end up donating it to charity some day. So why waste the money?"

"Mmm," Angelika said, the corners of her lips curling up in amusement.

"By the way, your English is better than my Hungarian, so why would you apologize?"

"Is just what one says, is all. You speak no other languages?"

"No." She didn't bother mentioning Mellony spoke Spanish. She'd never been interested in learning another language, not when there were numbers and math to play with.

They left the store and strolled down the narrow alley of shops.

"S-o-o-o-o... Kyle tell me about your fun on train yesterday. Am sorry I was asleep."

Alyx blushed.

"I... I didn't mean any disrespect to you or your relationship with Kyle, you know. We started playing before you got on the train. Mellony likes... I mean... I like when Mellony teases me and I have to try and hide my, um... fun. It's a game we play."

Angelika waved away Alyx's apology.

"No offense was taken. Kyle and I are very... open. As you saw last night. Not much privacy in cruise ship crew quarters anyway."

"Um... okay." Alyx didn't know what to take from that statement.

"One question for me. How does train thing work?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, what is it? Some toy I assume? Or underwear?"

"Oh no, it's a toy. It's called a Lush and it goes inside of you. It's rechargeable, waterproof and has Bluetooth with an app for your phone," Alyx said rapidly. As usual, once the door was open, information came rushing out of her. "Mell tries to make me come and I try not to come. It's a game. Usually I can manage, but it gets me revved up for later when we get home. But yesterday, I don't know... yesterday was better than most times."

"Having Kyle watch you was the extra, yes?"

Alyx furrowed her brow in thought. "Yes. I think... I think I like being watched. Kind of like I liked watching you last night. It was like... like watching porn, only in real life and you're a part of it!"

Angelika laughed wickedly. "I like you watching us too. Was nice. Oh, antique store?" She gestured to one of the shops they were passing.

"I don't like antique stores. Why would I want to buy something old and used when I could--oh my gosh I need that!" Alyx finished with a yell.

Angelika reversed course to catch up with her shopping companion, who had sprinted back into the store.

Angelika found Alyx next to the front window reverently holding a small, wooden object Angelika didn't recognize.

"What is that?"

"It's an abacus," Alyx said, her tone indicating she couldn't believe she had to explain what the device was. "Oh my gosh, this tag says this is almost a hundred years old. And from Morocco!"

"What is for?"

"How can you not--never mind. It's a calculator, you move the beads around and it does math. Addition, subtraction, even multiplication and division!"

"Really? It looks like plaything you give baby to keep occupied."

"I've always wanted one of these."

"Isn't this thing you cannot use while on trip? Have to carry extra thing in pack?" Angelika said, clearly amused.

Alyx looked up, with a wide-eyed, deer in the headlights look on her face. Clearly the question had ignited an internal struggle.

"But... I've always wanted one of these!"

Angelika put her arm around Alyx's shoulders and used her most reassuring voice.

"Then you shall have!"

Alyx was almost skipping down the alleyway, the wrapped package held tightly to her.

"You seem lighter. Almost not touching the ground."

"I've always--"

"Wanted one of those. Yes. So you say. Am so glad you find a treasure on our shopping trip."

"Me too! I didn't think I'd have fun shopping at all!"

Angelika smiled at Alyx's guilelessness.

"I still need to find something for a baràtom."

"For what?"

"Boyfriend. When I go shopping I like to find something for Kyle so he feels thought of. Is good to keep happiness going."

"Oh. That's a good idea. I should find something for Mell."

"We must find lunch soon, also. But I think I see just the thing for both a barátom and a feleséged. Your wife that is."

Alyx looked curiously at her. "Something that would make both Kyle and Mell happy?"

Angelika took her lightly by the shoulders and turned her to face another store.

"Yes. That."

Alyx's eyes grew wide.

"Oh," she said, "That..."

~~~

"Well this is a might smaller than I thought, but it'll do nicely for a night I suppose," Kyle said, tossing his pack under one of the seats.

Upon arriving at the seaport, they'd inquired about the different types of fares. At Angelika's suggestion, the two couples had gone in together, splurging for one of the small staterooms. Alyx and Mellony had planned to buy general passage and had hoped to find enough empty seats to stretch out to sleep, but this seemed a far more luxurious solution, for not too much more money.

The four of them were able to get a small room, with a two-person couch on each side facing each other. Each couch could be made into a narrow twin berth, and the wall above both seats folded down into two additional bunks, providing private sleeping quarters for four. A tiny sink and coat rack on the back of the door completed the amenities.

Alyx and Angelika had secured grapes, a salami and selection of cheeses and a baguette for a nice charcuterie dinner, as well as two bottles of Malbec. A package of baked chocolate tarts for dessert had rounded off their haul.

Mellony had teased Alyx rather mercilessly about buying an abacus she was going to have to pack around for another four weeks, until Angelika had come to Alyx's defense.

"You should have seen light in her eyes when she sees thing, Mell. Was certain she had to have this."

"Oh I know, Ange. I'm well aware of Alyx's obsession with all things math. I'm just teasing her because she's been discouraging me from buying souvenirs all trip."

"I'm sorry!" Alyx looked distressed.

"Babe, I'm teasing. It's fine! Besides I was going to tell you, after I finished teasing you, that I bought myself an FC Barcelona shirt. That second half was one of the best matches I've ever watched."

"Oh," Alyx said in a small voice, then brightened. "I bought you a surprise too, to make up for me buying my abacus."

"You did? Sweetie, that's so nice! You don't have to buy me something just because you found something you want though."

"I know. I just wanted to."

Mellony leaned over and kissed her thoroughly. Alyx often could seem thoughtless when it came to others, even her wife at times. It was important to reward such behavior.

"Alright, what did you get me?"

"Surprises later, dinner time now!" Angelika said, "Kyle open wine! Here are cups. Give me knife, I slice meat. Mell get grapes out. Shopping makes I and Alyx hungry and we can smell two of you had beers at match. No, do not deny Kyle!"

They ate and drank and talked and drank and laughed. As the ship got further away from port into the Mediterranean Sea, a slow roll started. Not enough to cause seasickness, rather it had a relaxing effect on the four of them. When the wine was gone, they cleaned up the remains of dinner then took turns visiting the head down the hall.

"Gettin' late. Shall we get the upper bunks down?" Mell asked as she returned to their cabin, toothbrush in hand, the last to finish her nightly grooming.

"In moment," Angelika said. She was laying across the seat, head on Kyle's lap, feet up on the bulkhead. "Turn off light, is too harsh."

Mell obliged and switched off the overhead fluorescent light. The room was plunged into semi-darkness, but their eyes quickly adjusted. Floodlights from the lifeboat deck above their stateroom pointed down at the water and softly lit the room with a soft glow through the porthole window.

"This was good day," Angelika announced. "Mell, what is plan when we reach Genoa tomorrow?"

"Our plan is to stay in Genoa for two days before heading down to Rome for a few days, then back up to San Marino and Venice," Mellony said.

"Is good plan. We follow you." Angelika stretched languidly, then rolled over to face the two girls, her cheek resting on Kyle's thigh.

"Now then Ange, we don't know if these two ladies want us tagging along," Kyle said, "Let's not presume."

"Why not? Is good company, them and us, yes? Alyx agrees."

Mellony turned to Alyx, expecting her to object. Alyx was not fond of changes in plans.

"It's okay with me," Alyx said, surprising her wife.

"See? Alyx is wise."

"Well, I guess that's bonzer. We did have a bang up time at the hostel last night, that's for certain," he said with a grin.

"I liked that!" Alyx said. "And this morning too, Mell."

Mellony cleared her throat. "Yes, well... that was fun."

"Yes, much fun. Alyx and I have long conversation about fun at lunch," Angelika said.

"You did?" Mellony turned to her wife. Long conversations weren't really her thing.

"Um, yes. Angelika is... I guess she's easy to talk to?"

"Yes, good listener am I. We talk about watching. How Alyx like to watch. Like to be watch. Is very good."

"Yeah, that was kinda fun last night," Mellony agreed again.

"And it made it so much better on the train too!" Alyx said excitedly. "Babe, I think I might be an exhibitionist."

"Really? You sure?" Mellony said dryly. As expected, Alyx missed the light sarcasm.

"Yes! It was exciting when you were controlling my Lush, but when I looked over and saw Kyle watching me I just exploded!"

"Yes, yes, all good. But in past," Angelika said, "We talk about present tonight. Kyle and I also like being watched. You see last night, yes?"

"Yes," Mellony and Alyx answered in unison.

"Yes. Also, Alyx told me about, um... what is word..." She turned her face up to Kyle. "Hogy hívják azt, amikor lyuk van a falban? Péniszszopásnak?"

Kyle looked momentarily dumbfounded then the two spoke rapid fire Hungarian back and forth.

"You mean... sorry not sure I got that quite right. Ange you're talking about a... a gloryhole?" Kyle said, barely able to believe subject change.

"Yes! Gloryhole, that is word! Alyx tell me about your adventures last year, Mell."

"She did, did she?" Mellony felt as surprised as Kyle looked.

"You two Sheilas... went to a gloryhole?" Kyle eyebrows had nearly disappeared into his hair.

"Yes," Mellony admitted. She'd never spoken to anyone but Alyx about it before now.

"Don't worry, Mell, it's okay. I told Angelika how I was curious about wangs, after that whole blowup with me and Gwen and the," she made finger quotes, "gold-star lesbian thing. I know, I don't say that anymore, but you get the point."

"You were curious about... wangs? But you two ladies are lesbians, ain't ya?" Kyle shifted in his seat.

"Oh, totally! Well, I am, Mell's bi. But anyway, I was curious to see a wang. But without letting a guy really near me, see? It's a long story. Anyway, it turned out to be a great way to satisfy my curiosity. Mell took me to an adult theater and let me play with some wangs, like through the wall. Mell's so smart, she always figures out what I want, even when I'm not sure what I want. It was fun, but I decided wangs aren't really something I'm interested in. I mean, they're fine. I won't judge anyone who wants that, but it's not for me."

"Alrighty then," Kyle said. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat again.

"But! The thing I told Angelika at lunch that I really liked, a couple came into the booth next to us while we were there. I played with his wang--"

"Cock, baby. Call it a cock or a dick," Mell jumped in with a grin.

"Oh, whatever! I'm not insulting anyone here, so imma say wang. Anyway, after I played with his wang--or dick, whatever--for a little bit, his wife sucked him off while we watched through the hole. It was so hot! Remember Mell?"

"Yes, sweetie, I remember."

"And that's what Angelika and I talked about at lunch. How you two doing it across from us last night was kind of like that. So I think I like to be watched, but I also like to watch. Really I think I'm just a very visual person."

Mellony laughed, along with Angelika.

"Okay, so you two talked about watching and being watched. And that made you decide that we should travel together across Europe?" Mellony asked.

"Yes, at least for while," Angelika said, "Kyle and I liked other night very much as well. Is thing. Cruise ship crew spaces very small, little privacy. We don't mind being heard. Sometimes seen. Is exciting. We enjoy. You enjoy. Seem like we would be good companions."

"Crikey! This conversation is not what I expected tonight, that's for sure." Kyle said.

Angelika grinned as if she were the cat who'd caught the canary.

"Kyle says conversation not what he expected but I think is one he likes. Has been growing hard under my cheek whole time."

"Ange!"

"What? You are very hard. See?" She lifted herself up on her elbow and gripped Kyle through his khaki cargo pants. He gave a slight jump. The girls could see that Kyle was indeed hard, his length clearly outlined as Angelika pulled the fabric tight around his... wang. "Yes, is very hard. Let us see more."

Angelika proceeded to unbutton Kyle's pants, then pulled down the zipper. She reached in, fished around then pulled his cock out into view. Kyle did not protest.

Alyx burst into giggles, and Kyle looked slightly hurt.

"Babe! Don't laugh!" Mell exclaimed.

"Sorry. It's just... There's a penis right there!" Alyx said pointing, then giggled again.

"Yes, penis. Is what we talked about, yes?" Angelika started slowly stroking her hand up and down the shaft.

"Yes, sorry. I'm just nervous. But you were right Angelika, it's big! Mell I think he's almost as big as Big Red!"

"Maybe," Mell said, clearly amused at the situation. She liked it when Alyx came out of her shell. She started tracing her fingers along the back of Alyx's neck, eliciting a shiver.

"Who's this Big Red fella?" Kyle asked.

"Our favorite strap on," Alyx said matter-of-factly.

"That would be nice to watch," Angelika said.

"Sorry, the only toy we brought was our Lush." Alyx sounded almost regretful.

"Is okay. We make do with what we have in hand," Angelika said, theatrically waving Kyle's cock. She raised up slightly, then slowly lowered her mouth over the head. He groaned in appreciation.

"Whoa..." Alyx said softly. She leaned forward, elbows on knees to watch.

Mellony chuckled. "Babe, I thought you weren't interested in wangs."

"I'm not! I mean... not for me. But it's hot to watch. It's like porn. Better than porn!"

Mellony and Alyx were regular consumers of erotica, both written and visual. Mostly lesbian, but they weren't exclusive. Alyx's focus could drift pretty quickly and sometimes she went down rabbit trails on PornHub, to Mellony's amusement.

Angelika bobbed her head a few times, then pulled off and ran her tongue up and down his length, coating it with her saliva. She ran her hand over it then took it in her mouth again.

"Wow... that's hot. How much can you take? When I tried at the gloryhole, I gagged after a few inches, but the woman who sucked off her husband took the entire thing."

"You ask if I deep throat, yes?" Angelika got up on her hands and knees to get a better angle. She spit on his cock to make it extra wet, spread it out with her hand, then slid her mouth over the end. Kyle gasped as she slowly pushed down, his cock slowly disappearing into her throat. She got all but about an inch into her mouth, and held it for a few seconds.

"Wow!" Mellony and Alyx said in unison.

She pulled off, coughing slightly as it slid out of her mouth.

"Crickey Ange, you're really showing off! She doesn't normally like to do that!" Kyle said, "Not that I'm complaining!"

"You would not dare, I know," Angelika said.

"Can you do that one more time?" Alyx asked.

"Yes, for my little shopping companion, I do."

She lowered her head and bobbed her lips over the end of his cock a few times, took a deep breath then forced herself down again. this time her nose pressed against his skin.

Alyx leaned closer.

"I think I can see him going into your throat!" She said, reaching out and tracing her finger over the skin of Angelika's throat.

Alyx's attention was too much for Kyle. He groaned loudly.

"Ange, careful I'm gonna--"

Angelika pulled off him with a gasp just as his hips bucked. He erupted, shooting a string of white cum up Angelika's cheek. She quickly took him back into her mouth, sucking hard. Kyle bunched his fist into her hair, moaning.

"Mell, look, you can see the vein underneath pulsing! Kyle, is that your stuff coming out?"

"Y-e-s-s-s!" Kyle groaned.

After a few moments he slumped back against the seat.

"Blimey, sorry Ange," he said breathlessly, "Didn't mean to come on you there."

Angelika let his cock slip out from between her lips. She opened her mouth so the girls could see the mass of white stickiness coating her tongue, then she ostentatiously swallowed.

"Is okay, all part of show, yes?" She noticed a smaller blob of cum had formed at the end of his dick and sucked him clean, then she used her finger to scoop the line on her cheek into her mouth.

"That was a great show!" Alyx said.

"Yea, good show... but," Angelika sat up, looking down at herself, "Kyle, you got on my jumper." There was a blob of cum on her pullover.

"Sorry Ange. I wasn't really expecting that. Ya kinda took me by surprise.

"Is okay. Lead us to next surprise anyway. Yes, Alyx? Surprise time?"

"S-sure," Alyx said, suddenly nervous.

"Good." Angelika said. She stood, and then pulled off her pullover, taking her t-shirt with it. She quickly unbuckled her pants and slid them to the floor, kicking them under the seat.

She was left wearing only a lingerie set of black satin with webs of narrow straps criss-crossing her torso, connecting the bra to the web of straps around her hips. The webs continued below to wrap around her thighs suggesting garters, but without the stockings.

"Holy shit, Ange!" Kyle blurted.

"Alyx, is your turn." Angelika said and held out a hand to Alyx.

Alyx took it and stood. Her nervousness was even more apparent now, but she inhaled deeply then pulled her own fleece and turtleneck up over her head. It was immediately apparent she was wearing a similar set, only in emerald green, the hue set off magically by her bleached blonde hair. Hers came up higher than Angelika's, and connected to a satin choker that had been hidden under her outerwear.

"Babe, what... where did you get that?" Mell whispered in a very half-hearted protest as Alyx shimmied out of her leggings.

"Angelika and I had a very good time shopping today--I know, I normally don't like shopping that much, but it was fun--and we wanted to do something special for each of our sweeties."

"And it was... this?" Mell looked back and forth from two scantily clad women. Alyx had never been much for fancy underwear, reasoning that the goal of sex was to be naked, so why buy fancy underwear that was just supposed to come off?

"Yes, is this," Angelika said. She sat on Kyle's lap, making him jump slightly as she covered his now deflating cock. "Now, a barátom, Alyx and Mell are not swingers." She tapped the end of his nose with her finger. "During girl talk we decided this part very important. Alyx very much enjoy watching and being watched. Watching is okay? Looking but no touching?"

"Ripper!"

Angelika looked over at the girls with a smile.

"He means okay."

Alyx sat on Mellony's lap. Mellony's arms reflexively wrapped around her.

"Is this okay Mell? I wanted to ask you first but I also wanted to surprise you."

"Alyx, are you... I mean this kind of came out of nowhere?"

"It didn't come out of nowhere. Kyle watched me on the train. We watched them at the hostel. Besides, isn't this surprise kind of the same thing as when you took me to the gloryhole for our anniversary last year without telling me ahead of time?"

"I still need to hear that story," Kyle said.

Mell smirked at him, then turned back to Alyx. "That's fair, sweetie. If this is what you want, I'm game!"

"Yes!" Alyx said with a little fist pump. Then she kissed Mellony, reaching down to pull her sweater and t-shirt up over her head.

"Sorry I'm not as fancy as you two," Mellony said sheepishly as her plain sports bra came into view.

"Oh don't worry babe, we'll just--" Alyx tugged the sports bra up over her head.

Kyle's eyes bugged out as Mellony's breasts came into view. Only briefly though, as Alyx dropped to her knees on the floor so she could suck at her wife's nipples while her hands fumbled at Mellony's jeans. Very quickly Mellony was sitting naked with Alyx between her knees, running her hands and mouth all over her skin.

Alyx tugged her hips closer to the edge of the seat. Alyx knelt lower, but wasn't able to get a great angle in the small space. She ran her tongue over Mellony's mound a few times then gave up trying to get low enough. Instead she ran her fingers up Mellony's thighs to her pussy.

"Listen, you have a lovely backside. But if the idea is for us to watch you're blocking the view," Kyle said. Angelika snickered and elbowed him playfully, but Alyx wasn't bothered.

"Oh, sorry!" She moved slightly to the side so they could see as she worked a finger inside Mellony.

Mellony gasped. "I did not think I'd be giving you two this kind of show when we boarded this boat!"

"Me either, but seems our two Sheilas had a plan, dinnit?" Kyle agreed happily.

Angelika slid off Kyle's lap to the seat beside him. He'd started to get hard again and Angelika started running her hand lightly up and down his length.

Alyx, meanwhile, had added a second finger and was rhythmically sliding them in and out of Mellony, curling her finger tips at the deepest part of her stroke and rubbing Mellony's g-spot.

"Is this good Mell? Do you like them watching us?"

"It's fine babe, I think you get off on it more than me, but I get off on you being excited so... I'm... getting... oh God, Alyx, I'm gonna cum! Yes! Baby, yes!"

Mellony squeezed Alyx tightly with her thighs as she trembled through her orgasm.

"Ripper," Kyle breathed softly.

"Yes, was very hot," Angelika agreed. "But now Alyx, Mell. I wish to see what my little shopping companion looks like on other end of attention."

"It would be my pleasure!" Mellony said, getting her breathing under control.

"I think she said she wants to see my pleasure," Alyx said. Mellony rolled her eyes at her wife's literal mind.

"Okay, but lay down across the bench here."

"Okay--oh wait!"

Alyx stood and pulled her panties down. It turned out that the panty part of her web lingerie wasn't attached so she could take them off and leave all the straps in place around her body.

Mellony took a sharp breath.

"Babe, that's the hottest thing I've ever seen."

Alyx giggled.

"Angelika said you'd like it. I'm glad she's right!"

"Lay down. Now!" Mellony said.

Alyx laid across the bench, and Mellony knelt on the floor with her naked bottom pointed at the door. She kissed her way up Alyx's leg, stopped at each strap of green satin to give it a kiss and then a little tug with her teeth.

When she reached the top of Alyx's leg, she ran her tongue back and forth from the top of her slit to her belly button and back, tracing wet lines across her skin. Alyx raised her leg next to the back of the seat, and rubbed her foot across Mellony's shoulder.

"Please Mell, lick me. Please!"

Mellony kept teasing her, coming close to her lips, then veering off to lick the hollow of her thigh, or back up to her belly button.

"Mell. Please, Mell," Alyx whispered.

"Say it," Mellony said.

Alyx made a sound of protest, glancing at Kyle and Angelika. They were watching intently.

"No!"

"Say it,"

"Mell, c'mon!"

"Say i-i-i-t. Say it, or I stop!"

Alyx writhed on the bench a few times, then pounded the seat with her fists with the frustration of being unable to resist. She cried out, "Fuck me Mell! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

Alyx dropped her head, and ran her tongue through Alyx's lips. They parted wetly and Mellony flattened her tongue, swirling it against Alyx's clit.

"Yes... god yes..." Alyx moaned.

"Is so sexy," Angelika said. She got off the bench and knelt on the floor to get a closer look. She and Mellony exchanged looks from a foot away, as Mellony ate out her wife.

"Well crickey, I'm not gonna be the only bloke not having any fun!" Kyle said.

He whipped off his shirt and knelt between Angelika's legs, his pants falling to his knees, then he reached down to pull Angelika's panties to the side. He

grabbed his now fully erect cock and guided it into her from behind. She grunted, then groaned loudly.

Alyx opened her eyes and beheld their new friends inches away, as Kyle thrust into Angelika.

Mellony brought up her hand and added a finger to the mix, sliding it into Alyx with a wet sound. Alyx cried out. She reached out, then stopped.

"Is it... Mell... is it okay if I touch Angelika's hair?

"It's okay with me, is it okay with her?"

"Yes, is okay!" Angelika said.

Alyx tangled her hand in Angelika's dark hair.

"I... I like feeling it as he thrusts into you. How he makes you move towards us."

The feedback encouraged Kyle, and he redoubled his efforts. Angelika moaned in appreciation. His thrusts brought her face closer to the action as Mellony continued to lick Alyx's clit. She added a second finger to her efforts and Alyx moaned her appreciation.

"I'm... I'm... oh, God, I'm... kiss me... right here..." Alyx used her grip on Angelika's hair to pull her face the last two inches to her skin. Angelika planted a wet kiss right on the point of Alyx's hip bone.

That was all she needed.

Alyx howled in ecstasy, closing her thighs on the sides of Mellony's head, her fist tightening in Angelika's hair.

The sight was enough to set Kyle off. He thrust deeply into Angelika, his hips quivering as he unloaded into her. Angelika reached down and rubbed her own clit, pushing herself over the edge as well.

They were motionless for a long time. Eventually Kyle sat back up on the bench, his obscenely wet cock on display. Mellony slid up to lay her cheek on Alyx's breasts, while Angelika sat on the floor looking well satisfied.

Alyx was the first to speak.

"I think when we get to Genoa, we should see if we can get a nice hotel room with two queen beds. Or maybe one big king sized bed."

~~~

"Did you order me an espresso?" Alyx said, as she walked up to the table where Mellony, Kyle and Angelika were sitting at an outdoor cafe on the main city square in Genoa.

"Yup, just ordered babe. Got you a chocolate croissant too."

"Oh, yay!"

"Any luck?" Kyle asked.

"Yes, there's a pretty nice hotel a couple blocks away and I was able to get us a room with two double beds for only ten Euros more than lodging for four would have been at the hostel, probably due to it being off season. We can't check in until five, but I went ahead and canceled our hostel reservation. Now, obviously if we do this every night for the next four weeks, it will put a strain on our budget. But I think the value of having privacy to do whatever we want is a value-add, so we can take that into account."

Angelika laughed. "You sound like you analyze business deal."

Alyx looked defensive.

"I'm just saying, we get an obvious benefit out of switching to a hotel. Isn't that--"

Mellony gently laid a hand on her wife's arm.

"Babe, we all know and agree. It's okay!"

"Okay," Alyx said, still slightly sullen.

"Did you also do what I told you to do while you were getting the room?"

Alyx blushed.

"Um, yes."

"What's this then?" Kyle asked.

"Nothing!" Alyx said, clearly embarrassed.

"What?" He looked confused.

"I told Alyx to use the bathroom at the hotel lobby to put in her Lush."

"Mell!"

Mellony grinned, knowing that Alyx's discomfort was simply a mask for excitement.

"Really?!" Angelika said, "Is good! I was asleep for train adventure."

"I know. And I figured we can have some fun today, especially since we don't get to check in until dinner." Mellony took out her phone as Alyx looked around the square, shifting in her seat.

"Now babe, you know the game. You try your best not to come, okay?"

"Okay," Alyx nodded nervously, just as the waiter arrived with their coffees.

Mellony opened the app and slid her phone across the table to Angelika.

"Ange, you and Kyle do your best to make her."

Alyx's eyes grew as wide as Angelika's grin.

The End

Thank you for reading my latest installment of Booty Shorts, friend. I know it's not my usual romance, but sometimes I just want to write something filthy. And I also wanted to revisit these two adorable perverts.

If you're a regular reader you almost certainly recognized Alyx and Mellony right off the bat. If you're new here, you can read about the girl's trip to the gloryhole in their local adult theater in Booty Shorts - The Anniversary Gift.

Thanks to AwkwardMD and GinnyPPC for giving this a look-see and catching some typos for me. Any remaining mistakes are entirely my own.

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