Catching My Sisters Ch. 08

The next morning, after another glorious round with my sisters, I hurry home to change and head to the school. For Senior Disneyland Day, we're required to meet at the school for check-in, and then we have to be back to the buses by a certain time for the end of school, but most of us will be returning to spend the rest of the day in the park. It's kind of stupid, but it's how they're keeping attendance, so it's a necessary annoyance we have to deal with.

I park next to a familiar, white Jetta that I know to be Krystal's. She's already here and the thought of spending the day together actually makes my heart skip a beat. How weird is that? We break up and now my sisters have somehow brought us back together. I swear, they're angels sent from Heaven... or maybe the other place. They ARE devilishly sexy in everything they do. But I also think they have some sort of supernatural gift as well. Something that just turns everyone they meet on, no matter if they're male or female. They just seem to exude sex.

I exit my car and head for the front of the school.

"Andy!" Krystal calls from behind me.

I turn to see her shutting her door and clicking the button to arm her car. "Hey, Krystal," I say and look her up and down and swallow hard. She's wearing short, denim shorts with a light blue tank top. Her well-toned body fitting snuggly in the form-fitting clothes. She's just barely within the school's dress code with the amount of cleavage her top shows. And if it weren't for the frays at the bottoms of her shorts, I'd assume they're painted on.

"Well, at least you wore sensible shoes," I tease with a smirk. "And you remembered your sunglasses," I add, noticing the dark shades on top of her head. I doublecheck that mine are hanging on the front of my shirt. They are.

Krystal giggles. "I mean, I gotta show off if I'm going to impress your sisters, right?" she asks, adjusting her small purse on her shoulders as the strap rest seductively between her ample breasts.

I shake my head at her. "You don't need to do much to show off," I tell her as she steps up and hugs me tightly, expressing how much she's missed me the past few weeks.

"Thank you for giving us another chance," she says. "Even if it IS with your sisters, too."

I look around but there aren't any others to overhear us. "Let's keep that detail kinda quiet, please?" I request.

"Right," she says. "Sorry."

I smile at her, take her hand as we walk together to the front of the school to check in. Our names have always been close enough to put us in the same line, so we don't even have to separate to check in.

"There are no assigned buses," our counselor informs us.

"Thanks, Miss Duffy," Krystal says.

"Just make sure you return on the same bus you leave on. They'll be taking your names as you get on," Miss Duffy further instructs, handing us lanyards with laminated name cards hooked onto them, along with our ticket into the park.

"We will, thank you, Miss Duffy," Krystal thanks her again and then we head towards the crowd of fellow Seniors to wait until they're ready to load the buses.

"So, what ride should we head for first?" I ask her.

"You should know the answer to that," she grins at me.

I smile back, really wanting to kiss her like I did yesterday.

"I'll let you," she says, knowing the look on my face, "if you pick the right ride."

I think for a second, knowing what her favorite ride is, but I make a show as if I'm struggling to remember.

"Oh, come on! We were only broken up a few weeks!" she complains.

"Space Mountain," I laugh as she pokes my ribs.

"You better not forget my favorite ride," she folds her arms in front of her while grinning widely.

"What the fuck?" Shane says stepping up to us with a confused grin on his face.

"Hi, Shane," Krystal smiles at him nervously.

"Hey, Krystal," he says. "Um, bro, can I talk to you?"

I roll my eyes and she does as well, telling me to go ahead and talk to him.

"Dude," he says lowering his voice a few steps away, thinking it's enough for her not to hear. "What about-"

"She knows," I interrupt him.

"And they-"

"They know," I add. "They're going to meet us there."

Shane stares at me. "Can I hang out with you guys?" he asks hopefully.

"I can't stop you," I tell him. "But," I say and lower my voice even more, "none of them will hook up with you."

"Come on, man!" he begs.

"Dude, today we're hanging out to see if we all gel together," I say as cryptically as I know he'll understand.

"Wait..." he says, trying to put it together. When his eyes grow wide, I know he's finally figured it out. "No fucking way!" he says a little loudly.

"Dude!" I lightly slug his shoulder.

"Sorry," he says. "I fucking hate you. Like, officially, bro. You're the worst person on the planet."

I laugh and then put him in a headlock. "Get your own, bro," I say.

"What, my own harem?" he asks.

"Dude, shut up," I warn him, still laughing. "I'm going to hang out with Krystal. You can hang with us if you want. Just... don't..."

"Get in the way?" he laughs.

"And you were worried about me having a big mouth," Krystal teases as Shane and I approach.

I look at him sternly and he shrinks back. "Radio silence from here on out, bro," he says. "But I don't think anyone is really paying attention," he adds looking around.

He might be right, but he gets the point. Shut up about harems and incest.

Soon after, we load onto the bus with reminders to return to school on the same bus. We're being dropped off at the front of the park, we will enter as a school and get our hands stamped for re-entry for later. Food and souvenirs are on our own dime, obviously, and we are to return to the buses by 2:30pm so we can be back at the school for the end of the day as close to 3pm as traffic will allow. After that, we are free to return to the park, but we'll have to pay for our own parking as we will no longer be attending under our school's authority.

"We're going back after, right?" Krystal asks.

"Of course," I tell her, squeezing her hand as she hugs my arm like she always used to.

She leans over to whisper in my ear. "I'm not wearing anything under my shorts," she tells me.

I swallow hard at her implication and then give her a subtle smirk. "Thanks for the tip," I reply quietly.

Then she reaches up and pulls me in for a kiss. We both melt into each other for a moment, the entire world disappearing around us until something hits the back of my head. I lift my head and look around to find Shane nodding at the front of the bus.

"That'll be enough of that, Mr. Miller and Miss Kylie," Mr. Brennan, our Physics teacher calls us out.

"Sorry, Mr. Brennan," we reply sheepishly in unison.

He gives us a subtle smile and wink as if to tell us it's good to see us back together again. Others on the bus look around at us sniggering and giggling, while others whisper their rumors that I couldn't give two shits about. Let them talk. Everyone knows what happened to Kyle that night and they know it was me who did it to him, but I've yet to be ratted out as his aggressor. It makes me wonder if some of his previous victims have squelched any rumors about the three of us, defending me for delving out a well-deserved punishment.

"You haven't seen Kyle, have you?" I ask Krystal.

"No, he was banned from all the Senior activities this week, too. I think his parents were refunded, though," she tells me. "That's just what I heard from being an office aide."

I nod. "Good," I say. "Wait, shit, that means..."

"That your sisters' friend won't be able to snatch him up," she says. "You've kind of been avoiding most people the past few weeks, so I know he's planning on showing up at the park and meeting up with his friends."

"I might have to let the girls know," I tell her, taking out my cell to send them a text.

"Did they still get him into the club last night?" Krystal asks.

"They didn't go, but Addie called him back, from her phone this time, to let him know to ask for Cherry," I tell her. "I'm sure she really gained his trust last night."

Krystal rolls her eyes. "Would you know from experience?" she asks.

I stare at her and gulp, but then my eyes look guilty. "Yeah," I say regretfully. "Addie and Ali let her seduce me at the club," I tell her, lowering my voice as much as I can.

Krystal takes a deep breath and looks forward, her face justifiably hurt. I reach for her hand, but she pulls away subtly.

"I'm sorry," I say and then send out a quick text to the group chat to tell her about Kyle going to Disneyland on his own.

"Cherry already told us," Addie replies quickly. "Have fun, baby bro! See you soon!"

I don't reply and then I shove my phone into my pocket to talk to Krystal. I see a single tear fall down her cheek. I turn in my seat to face her and, surprisingly, she turns to look at me as well.

"I'm sorry," I say humbly and full of the regret I'm truly feeling. "I got caught up in that place and it's why I never want to go back. It's nicknamed Skankalous for a reason."

"Damn right, it is," Shane says from the peanut gallery behind us.

"Shut up, Shane!" I remind him in annoyance.

"Right, sorry," he says. "Ooh, I should text April."

I close my eyes and shake my head. "Idiot," I whisper to myself and then return my attention to Krystal. "Krystal," I take her hand and she doesn't pull away this time. "Addie and Ali even set it up. They thought they were helping me get over you."

"And did it help?" she demands.

"Not with Cherry," I tell her. "Only with... you know, but even then, not completely. Not after we talked at the breakfast yesterday. When you told me what happened to you, it was like everything I thought was true was erased and I realized just how wrong I was. You never would have done that to me..."

The bus's engine roars to life in the middle of my sentence.

"... Everything I felt for you before that night came rushing back to me on my way up to meet Ali and Addie," I continue. "Addie noticed it and made a plan. Ali noticed it and just... loved me."

Krystal's eyes never leave mine.

"I regret what I did at Scandalous that night... well, with Cherry anyway," I add and Krystal rolls her eyes, trying to hold back a smirk. "I told them I never want to go back and they even agreed not to hook up with anyone at work again, too. We'd decided to be completely exclusive, just the three of us, until..."

"Until we talked again," Krystal says. "Why are they open to me?"

"Because," I say, staring her right in the eye with laser focus, "they know how much I still love you."

Krystal allows her smile to slowly spread. "Well, I guess it would be wrong of me to punish you for something regretful after what happened to me," she says. "You told me yesterday that you forgive me..."

"But there was nothing to forgive," I finish her sentence, since she'd looked a little leery of actually saying it. "You didn't do anything wrong. It was all Kyle."

Krystal sighs heavily, as if another weight had been lifted off her shoulders. She leans into me and I put my arm around her shoulders as she rests her head on mine.

"I decided on Cal State Fullerton," she tells me, changing the subject slightly. "So, I'm not leaving town."

"And I'm going to school in Irvine," I tell her. "Do we want to make this work? Like, you and me..."

"And Ali and Addie?" she asks with a slight giggle this time.

I grin. "Yeah, we're kind of a packaged deal," I tell her.

"Let's see how today goes," she says and then stiffens up. "Um, did they check out of that room?" she asks.

I look down at her but she doesn't look at me. "I'm not sure. I can ask," I tell her.

"No, we can ask them at the park," she says. "I was just curious."

"You know, other than to change clothes this morning, I haven't been home since I left for the breakfast yesterday morning," I tell her. "My parents have no idea about us."

"What will they think?" she asks, finally looking up at me again with her beautiful, soft brown eyes that have always made me feel at peace.

"They loved you," I tell her. "They'll be really happy to hear that we're giving us another chance."

"Good," she sighs. "I really liked them, too. And so do my parents. Did you know they ran into your parents on Catalina over the weekend?"

My eyebrows raise. "Nope, I had no idea," I tell her, replaying in my mind what my sisters and I thought about them doing with their friends they were with.

"Yeah, apparently they spent the entire weekend together with them and their friends," she says.

Holy shit, I think to myself. How much swinging possibly happened?

"Those friends own that yacht they were over there on," I tell her. "They're old family friends that have always been like an aunt and uncle to me."

"Yeah, Mom and Dad said they were really nice and a lot of fun," she says. "They looked way happier than usual when they came home."

"Did they?" I ask.

"Yeah, like way, way happier," she says and then sits up to look at me. "Kind of how you looked when I saw you again, especially when you and Ali came out of the bathroom..." she trails off and then her eyes grow wide. "You don't think..."

"That my parents and their friends are secretly swingers?" I ask her quietly and she nods. "Addie, Ali and I talked about that and we think they are."

"Do you think they seduced my parents?" she whispers, leaning extremely close to me, hoping only I can hear her.

"I mean, it's possible," I tell her as the bus finally gets onto the 91 Freeway, heading west towards Anaheim.

"Holy shit," she says. "And I guess I'm just following in their footsteps... wait... you haven't..."

"With them? Fuck no!" I hiss quietly under the roars of the other students laughing and talking, having completely forgotten about us by now. "Actually, I should tell you something," I say and then tell her what they'd told me last Friday evening about my biological parents.

"So, they're technically your aunt and uncle?" Krystal asks. "And your sisters are actually your cousins?"

"Biologically," I tell her. "But they've raised me since I was born, so they're my real parents and my sisters. I mean, they adopted me, right, so they're like my adoptive sisters/biological cousins," I laugh. "It's so convoluted."

Krystal giggles. "Yeah, but in my mind, it seems a little less... taboo... if they're your cousins instead of sisters... blood-wise," she says. "Kind of actually makes it hotter to me."

"Oh really?" I ask her with a smirk.

Krystal bites her lower lip as she nods in response. "Way... hotter..." she says and then kisses me softly before turning to recline against me again.

"Let me guess," I say, raising an eyebrow inquisitively. "You have a cousin you've crushed on before."

Krystal blushes. "Andy," she scolds me, slapping my thigh playfully. "A couple of them," she admits, her cheeks turning even brighter pink as she giggles, making her beautiful tits jiggle happily.

"Spill it," I demand. "Who? Have I met them?"

"You've met my entire family," she reminds me.

"Okay, so tell me," I demand again and then think about some of her cousins. "Guys or girls?"

She sucks in both of her lips this time. "Both," she embarrassingly admits and then covers her face. "Okay, fine," she says. "Stacy," she says first.

I think about Stacy and I nod slowly. "Yeah, I can see that," I tell her. "Stacy's pretty damn hot."

"Pervert!" she slaps my knee as she giggles. "But yeah, she really is."

"Has anything ever happened with her?" I ask curiously.

She sucks in her lips again like she does when she wants to admit something but pretends like she doesn't.

"What did you do?" I demand, grinning from ear to ear.

"Okay, you know how we're the same age, right?" she asks, sitting up and facing me and I nod. "When we were younger, we practiced kissing, but that was it."

"You haven't since then?" I ask and she rolls her eyes. "You've never snuck off somewhere to secretly make out with her?"

She shakes her head. "No, of course not!" she says. "I'm not the deviant you are," she teases me, lowering her voice and poking my ribs again.

I grip her hand firmly and she leans back against me as I lean against the wall of the bus. The hum of the engine and the vibrations of the tires putting me at ease. It takes me back to our Cross Country and Track times just a couple of months ago.

"Any others you had a crush on?" I ask her.

"Bobby," she says and I know exactly who she's talking about.

She has an older cousin who was a football stud down in south Orange County a few years ago. He was the team's star quarterback and set the record for most touchdowns thrown in one season for Laguna High School. He's a really cool guy, too. He can come off as arrogant if you don't know him. The reality is, he's just confident in himself and doesn't care what anyone thinks about him. A couple weeks after Krystal and I had broken up, Bobby had called me and thanked me for beating Kyle up, saying that if I hadn't, he was going to.

"Yeah, that doesn't surprise me," I tell her. "He's a good guy."

"Yeah, he told me about when he called you after I told him what happened at Prom," she says. "He actually told me that I needed to do whatever I could to get back together with you, because you're the only guy he trusts with me."

I grin as I rest my chin on the top of her head. "Yeah, he told me something similar, but mostly just said he hopes we find our way back to each other," I tell her.

"And now we have," she says, hugging my arms around her a little tighter.

We chat like that all the way down to Disneyland and as soon as we get out and head towards the entrance, my phone buzzes as one of my sisters calls.

"Hey, Ali," I answer.

"Hey, we're already inside, where are you?" she asks.

"We're heading to the gates now. Meet by the big Mickey face in the flowers?" I ask her.

"We'll be waiting there!" she says. "Love you!"

"Love you, too, sis," I say and hang up.

"They're inside already?" Krystal asks nervously.

"Yep," I say holding her hand tightly. "Relax. We're going to have a fun day."

Krystal takes a deep breath and then swings my hand gently in hers. "You're right," she says. "We're going to have a great day."

Once we're inside, with our hands stamped, we find Ali and Addie wearing sundresses just like they had yesterday. Addie's is blue with white roses imprinted in the design while Ali's is a soft pink, both of them clingy to their bodies until their waist where they flare out loosely, leaving just enough to the imagination.

"They wore sundresses to Disneyland?" Krystal comments out loud. "Sorry, I didn't mean to say that out loud."

I chuckle. "It's okay," I say. "They're probably trying to provide easy access, knowing them."

"Easy access...?" Krystal questions and then her jaw drops. "Oh, shit," she says. "They're planning to get some action on the rides," she whispers harshly to me, squeezing my hand.

"Would you expect anything less from them?" I ask her.

"No, I guess not," she says and then my sisters hurry up to us, their dresses barely containing their large tits as they try to bounce free.

Both girls pull us in for a tight, group hug and then they pull us towards the flowers designed to look like Mickey's face so one of the park photographers can take a picture. Ali grabs onto my right arm while Krystal remains locked onto my left and then Addie joins Krystal on her other side, lacing their fingers together for a fun pose.

"Thank you!" Addie says, hopping up to the photographer who can't help but stare at her tits as they bounce towards him. Then, she takes the receipt to claim the picture at the end of the day and puts it in the small backpack on Ali's shoulders. "That'll be a fun memory!"

"How much coffee has she had this morning?" I ask Ali.

"Two, plus a Red Bull," Ali nearly grumbles.

"That explains a lot," I shake my head and squeeze Ali's hand. "So, we want to go to Space Mountain first."

"Perfect, let's go!" Addie says and then leads the way.

All three of us can't help but stare at her in bewilderment as she hops and skips like a little girl hopped up on sugar, leading us towards Tomorrowland. Also, her ass looks incredible in that dress and the top of the dress is fighting really hard to keep her tits contained.

"Addie!" Ali snaps. "Calm down or you'll give the entire park a show!"

Addie stops and adjusts her tits, making it painfully obvious she's not wearing a bra. I'll be amazed if she doesn't get herself, or us, kicked out of the park. I just pray that Cherry is working and can get us out of long-term trouble with security.

"So, was Cherry able to get anything out of Kyle last night?" I ask Ali as she continues to hold my hand, now on my left side while Krystal clings to my right.

"No, but she's got him wrapped around her finger," Ali says. "She told him to wait for her by the Haunted Mansion at noon."

"Good place to sneak away," I muse. "She knows what kind of information she's trying to get?"

"Yep! She knows the whole story and, Krystal," she says leaning around me, "Cherry says she's so sorry for what happened to you and likely knows what it was he slipped you at Prom. There's this new form of roofie that's going around that makes girls stay awake, though they're not aware of what's happening to or around them. The only drawback guys are seeing is, a shock of adrenaline counteracts it pretty quickly."

"Which is why you snapped out of it when I walked in and beat Kyle up," I say to her. "It's gotta be what he used."

Krystal nods silently, gripping my hand even tighter than before. Ali abandons my side and slips behind us, reappearing next to Krystal. She hooks her arm around Krystal's and then holds onto her elbow with her free hand, patting it gently.

"We're going to get him," she assures Krystal. "What happened to you was fucked up and wrong. Cherry has this under control."

I feel Krystal sigh. "Thanks, Ali," she says sweetly and shakily.

Addie drops back and firmly hooks her arm around mine. "Are you gonna sit with me on Space Mountain?" she asks.

Krystal snaps her head around at me.

"If we go on again later," I tell her. "I promised Krystal I'd go on her favorite ride with her."

"Oh," she says disappointed at first and then perks up. "Krys," she shortens her name like she used to, "can I claim him for Splash Mountain?"

I look down at Krystal and she shrugs. "Sure," she says. "I won't mind getting a little closer to Ali."

"Good," Ali says. "You can keep my dress from becoming totally see-through," she giggles and Krystal joins her, bumping Ali with her hip.

"She's fitting in already," Addie says quietly, hugging my arm.

"Thank you, sis," I say gratefully. "This wouldn't be possible without you."

"Aww, stop," she pats my arm. "You don't gotta butter me up," she says and then whispers in my ear, "I already am."

"What has gotten into you?" I laugh.

"Hopefully, you later," she says.

"Calm down, Addie!" Ali scolds her playfully. "No more caffeine for you the rest of the day! You only get lemonade from here on out!"

The line to Space Mountain is almost always the longest, but it gives us ample time to talk and for the girls to get a little closer. I watch as Ali and Krystal chat excitedly about school. Ali has been wanting to transfer to Cal State Fullerton after she and Addie finish at the JC, so knowing Krystal will be there, too, piques her interest. Addie, on the other hand, talks about finding a full-time job, or becoming a stay-at-home mom, dropping subtle hints at me to help her with that. I roll my eyes, but the idea isn't a bad one, especially since I know who the father will be.

When we finally reach the front of the line, my sisters pair off, telling the attendant that there are four in our group. That's when I realize that I haven't seen Shane since we got off the bus. He must have found others to hang out with instead, not wanting to get in mine and Krystal's way of reconnecting and of her connecting more with my sisters.

The ride is a blast, as usual, taking us through a makeshift rocket journey through space. When we finish the ride and find our photos, Krystal immediately purchases one, which has all four of us in the frame, smiling and screaming joyously. The happiness on Krystal's face is enough to make me hopeful that this day is going to go great. She and Ali are hitting it off. She's hardly let go of my hand the entire time, and Addie is even trying to get to know her better again as well.

We find ourselves passing the line for the Haunted Mansion around noon and spot Kyle standing by one of the restaurants in the New Orleans area. He and I make eye contact. He looks scared and confused as he sees me holding Krystal's hand and then cocks his head to the side as she reaches her face up and kisses me on the cheek. The next moment, Cherry appears in her Disneyland work uniform and taps on his shoulder with a seductive smile, leading him away.

Kyle smirks at me and then flips me off before joining Cherry, who looks back at us and winks confidently. I smile and nod at her.

"Is that Cherry?" Krystal asks in shock.

"Yep," I say.

"You hooked up with her?!" she asks even more flabbergasted.

"Just once," I say nervously.

"And he didn't even cum inside her," Addie says. "That was against the rules."

"Fuck, Addie," Ali scolds her. "Can you be a little more discreet? We're in a public place!"

"Oops," she says and giggles.

"Addie, what's gotten into you?" I ask.

"What do you mean?" she asks curiously.

"I mean, you've always been the more levelheaded one while Ali was a little more..."

"Unhinged?" Ali offers.

"Well, yeah," I agree with an apologetic grimace that she simply rolls her eyes at, annoyed with Addie more than anything.

"I guess, YOU'VE gotten into me," she says, gripping my arm tightly. "I think I was so much more uptight than Ali because I needed to get good and fucked!"

"Geez, Addie," Ali smacks her forehead. "I'm glad I'm riding with Krystal on the next ride," she says as we join the long line for Splash Mountain.

She takes the front of our group to escape Addie for now. Krystal stands between us with Addie bringing up the rear.

"I'm gonna talk to Ali," Krystal says quietly to me, giving me a quick peck on the lips before turning and hooking her arm around Ali's.

I beam proudly as I watch Ali briefly rest her head against Krystal's before they begin to chat about something.

"Well, they're hitting it off," Addie says, pulling my attention back to her.

"Yeah," I say happily.

"I'm getting on everyone's nerves, aren't I?" she asks as her energy level seems to have dropped a little. It's almost as if she's just woken up from a crazy dream, or finally became aware of herself again.

I scowl at her. "What makes you say that?" I ask her as if nothing has been different, simply to get her talking.

"Well, Ali will hardly look at me and she keeps snapping at me," she says sadly.

"You're extremely energetic today," I reason. "We're at Disneyland and there's this whole scheme going on. I just think your brain is on overdrive."

"Plus, I overdid it on caffeine," she smiles bashfully. "I'm sorry."

"Come here, Addie," I say, stopping myself from calling her sis before anything we do looks strange to the public eye.

Addie wraps her arms around my waist and I hug her tight around her shoulders. Krystal tugs on my shirt to keep us moving in line as it finally moves forward. Addie giggles as we walk together, me moving backwards and her legs matching up with mine. She looks up at me, looking like her sweet, loving self again and I can't help but kiss her.

"I'll calm down," she promises.

"Just have fun and be yourself," I tell her. "Don't worry about Ali. Honestly, I think she's been a little anxious about how today is going to go with Krystal," I say, looking over my shoulder to see both of them laughing like besties. "I think after this ride, she's going to be just fine."

Addie sighs, sliding to stand in front of me with my arms wrapped around her from behind. She leans against me contentedly, holding onto my arms.

"Thanks, Andy," she says. "I just want this day to go perfect."

"It'll go the way it's supposed to," I tell her.

When we finally reach the front of the line together, Ali tells the attendant that the four of us are together and when we look at the large, fake logs, we all look a little disappointed at how they no longer have it split into two sections to fit five people (two up front and three in the back). Now, each person gets their own backrest.

"Well, that sucks," Addie complains. "Ali, how long has it been since we've been on Splash Mountain?"

"I guess long enough not to notice the seat design change," she pouts with her twin.

"Now we can't be naughty on the ride," Addie complains in a whisper to me.

"There's always The Haunted Mansion," I shrug, but I'd been hoping to go on that with Krystal.

"And Pirates!" Ali chimes in. "We can all sit together on that one."

I grin at her and she winks at me in return. She knows that despite this day being about seeing how well the four of us gel together, I really want to be reconnecting with Krystal again. Then, even as I have that thought, I immediately feel guilty because of my sisters. I still love them more than anything. Ali's been especially loving to me lately. Ever since Saturday morning when we had our first time alone. We really, truly connected that morning on a deeper level.

We go through the newly remodeled ride, which has changed from Song of the South to Princess and the Frog, to match the changes made to the New Orleans area of the park. It's still a fun ride, and we get thoroughly soaked. As we exit the ride, I assess the damage to the girls' clothing. Krystal still looks safe in her tank top and shorts, though they're both darkened by the water from the ride. Addie seems mostly fine with the floral print strategically covering private areas. However, it's obvious that Ali is not wearing a bra today as her nipples poke through the top of her sheer, pink dress, nearly exposing her beautiful areolas. I can see the faint outline of the waistline of a G-string, however. I immediately hug her so I can whisper in her ear.

"Let's get you dried off," I tell her.

"Is it bad?" she giggles.

"There's not much left to the imagination as far as your tits go," I chuckle.

"Okay, I have a solution to keep us from getting kicked out of the park," she says, picking up her small backpack she'd left in one of the cubbies by the ride operator's station. "Krystal, come with me?"

"Sure!" Krystal says brightly and once we're away from the ride exit, they hurry off to the nearest bathroom.

"I told her she should have worn her floral one like mine," Addie says. "Then, she wouldn't have to cover up."

"Are you telling me you're not wearing anything under that?" I ask with a smirk.

"Just a matching G-string like Ali's," she replies with her own devilish smirk. "Come here," she says and pulls me away to a somewhat hidden spot near the bathrooms.

From here, people would have to be really looking to spot us, or completely catch us by accident, and by the time they would, they'd likely just shake their heads, doubting what they were seeing. Addie presses me into the corner of the fake rock wall and then backs into me again, pressing her perfect ass against my crotch.

"Take a feel," she says.

I reach down through the top of her dress and cop a feel of her tits. She sighs lustily, grinding her ass against me as I squeeze the full mounds on her chest, pinching at her nipples. They harden between my fingers, telling me just how horny she's getting. So, I reach down with my right hand and lift her dress just enough to get my hand inside. I slip a finger around the front of her barely-there panties and insert it into her wet pussy. I can tell it's not just wet from the ride, but slick with her juices as well.

"It's not going to take long," she says, leaning her head back next to mine to whisper in my ear. "Just keep doing that," she whimpers. "Fuck, Andy," she gasps as I add a second finger and she begins to grind against my hand, rather than my crotch.

The unfortunate part is how hard I'm growing and not having a good place to take care of it, but I have no qualms about getting my sister off while we wait for Ali and Krystal to come out of the bathroom.

"Yes, yes, yes," Addie continues to gasp hoarsely as she fucks my fingers that I begin to pound her with at the same time.

I reach down with my other hand and hold her hips still against me, allowing me to jackhammer my fingers into her pussy. Then, I slip that hand under her dress, and down the front of her G-string, finding her clit so I can rub that to bring her to her climax faster.

"Fuck, yes, Andy," she cries in a quiet, high-pitched voice. "Get your sister off," she begs. "Fuck her with your magic fingers," she gasps.

She lets out a series of rapid-fire gasps in time with the slower, but harder slams of my fingers into her now dripping cunt, her body beginning to tense up as I bring her closer to her end. Then, she holds her breath, leaning back against me as her entire body stiffens just before her legs give out and I have to hold her up to keep her from falling away from me. She goes limp as warm fluids gush over my fingers.

Then, as quickly as she'd started our secret finger fuck, she takes a few breaths, pulls my hand up to her mouth and cleans them by sucking and licking her juices clean off the skin. Then she sniffs, closing her eyes at the intoxicating scent of her sex.

"Fuck, I love tasting my juices," she says and then kisses me hard on the mouth so I can get a taste as well.

"Where are they?" we hear Ali complain.

"Over here!" Addie calls out and then takes my hand as she pulls me back out to the front of the bathrooms to meet our girls.

Ali glares at Addie suspiciously. "You got one already?" she demands.

Addie smiles at her and nods. "I got what I was hoping for on the ride, so, whoever wants him next, he's all yours," she says.

I scowl at Addie. "Hold on, I'm not here to be passed around to get you all off whenever you feel like it," I say a little too loudly as a family passes by. I grimace at them apologetically as the mother glares, but the father smirks at me, giving me a subtle wink and a hidden thumbs up that his wife completely misses.

"He approves," Addie points out.

"Yeah, well..." I fail to argue.

"Don't worry," Ali says, stepping up and hugging my arm. "You won't be forgotten. We just need to find the right ride, right, Krys?" she asks Krystal.

Krystal smiles at me and nods. "Can I have him for Haunted Mansion next?" she asks my sisters.

"Of course!" Addie agrees and Ali nods, handing me off to Krystal.

"Krys?" I ask as we follow my sisters back around towards The Haunted Mansion.

Krystal shrugs. "I think it's sweet that she calls me that. It's like we're becoming besties really quick!"

"Because we are!" Ali calls back at us, looking over her shoulder and winking at Krystal.

I look down at Krystal suspiciously. "What did she need help with in the bathroom?" I demand and she blushes.

"The same thing Addie wanted from you," she says blushing with a shit-eating grin.

"You didn't!" I almost gasp.

"I did," she giggles quietly. "She pulled me into a stall with her and we made out while I fingered her pussy."

"Fuck, I wish I could have seen that," I shake my head. Then, I look at the back of Ali's head as I realize she'd basically lied to our sister, pretending to be jealous about getting an orgasm before her, when they literally happened at about the same time. Or was it more that she was jealous that Addie got it from me? Who knows? Girls are kinda weird sometimes.

"You will," she says. "After our night together, we'll all be spending a lot of time together this summer."

I grin down at her. "Really?" I ask hopefully.

"Ali is so sweet, and a little outgoing," Krystal says as we navigate through the crowd. "I think she'll be good for me to help me out of my shy shell."

I put my arm around her shoulders and sigh contentedly. "You have no idea how happy I am to hear that," I tell her.

"The next test is to see how well Addie and I get along," she says. "Ali deeply loves you," she says. "She told me once we were done and she was putting on her pink bikini top. But she warned me of how possessive Addie can be."

"Yet, she seems to be the one pushing for all of these activities," I say with innuendo.

"That's because she's horny," Krystal giggles.

"Yeah, she is," I agree with my own chuckle. "Hopefully I satisfied some of that for now."

Krystal falls silent for a moment and then squeezes her arm that's around my waist. "Is this all completely insane?" she asks. "Like, how is this really going to work? Like, in the long-term?"

I think about it and realize I haven't given it much thought. But my brain quickly comes up with a possible solution.

"Well, my special relationship with them is still technically not... legal... in California, right?" I ask her and she nods. "But what nobody knows that happens in our home won't hurt them. So, if the four of us really do become this permanent foursome," I say, looking around and quickly realize that nobody is paying us any attention, "then we can be the legal relationship, and they'll just be a secret part of it and just live with us. There's nothing implicitly strange about a guy's sisters living with him and his... wife."

"Are you saying you want to marry me?" Krystal teases.

I look down at her seriously. "That was always our plan, right?" I ask her. "Since Junior year."

She looks like a deer caught in the headlights for a moment but then her shock transforms into her most beautiful smile.

"That hasn't changed?" she asks.

"We broke up for a few weeks because of a complete misunderstanding," I tell her. "This morning as I was getting ready to go to the school, I felt myself fall right back into where we were and just pick up where we left off. Do I wish things had gone differently at Prom? For sure," I say as we enter the line for The Haunted Mansion. "But without that happening, nothing would have happened with them," I add as we catch up with my sisters finally.

"So, you want to pursue our plan and just bring them along as well?" Krystal asks.

"Only if that's okay with you," I tell her and then we both look at Ali and Addie as they wait for her answer.

Krystal smiles at me and then at the girls as well. "I want to say yes right now, but..."

"We should see how the rest of the day goes?" Addie finishes for her, sounding like her mature, reasonable self again.

Krystal nods.

"I agree," Ali says. "Today is a test, right? Like, a really important one."

"But not one that we force to make work," Addie says.

"We accept whatever results come of it," Ali says, looking me in the eye.

I can tell just how hard it was for her to say that, knowing what she's risking in losing me if it turns out that a foursome won't work, but Krystal and I truly do.

"Yeah," I manage to choke out.

"Hey," Krystal speaks up after a long, awkward lull rests between the four of us. "Let's not take it too seriously, though. Let's try and have fun together today. That's an important aspect, too, right? How well we can have fun together?"

Addie smiles at her, which makes my heart leap. "Exactly," she agrees. "And just for saying that, you're my partner for the next ride."

"Which ride is that?" I ask curiously.

"Big Thunder Mountain," Addie says. "Our favorite ride," she says winking at me.

"Yeah, but why that one?" I ask her.

"Because," Addie says stepping closer to Krystal. "I want to know what it feels like for our bodies to slam together," she says quietly.

Krystal swallows hard, a mixture of intimidation and excitement in her eyes. "You got it, Addie," she says bravely.

Addie grins and then kisses her hard on the lips for a few seconds.

"Good thing it's June," Ali rolls her eyes. "It's pride month."

With that, even those in the line who'd witnessed the kiss, laugh as the line slowly inches forward.

Krystal seems somewhat distracted as the four of us talk about what other rides we want to hit before Krystal and I have to meet back at the buses. We realize that we probably only have time for this ride before we run out of time. But as we enter the first room of The Haunted Mansion, Krystal backs into my arms and presses her short, curvy body against mine. I hug her from behind, hunching slightly to get my arms around her waist, her tits lifting slightly as we cling to each other like we used to.

Once we get to the carriages that take us through the rest of the ride for the next few minutes, she scoots in extra close, placing my hand on her upper thigh, inviting me to reach in deeper by spreading her short, but shapely, legs apart slightly. I look down at her as she looks up at me and we share a deep, tongue-filled kiss. She twists her lower half when we break our kiss, knowing that people have been kicked off the ride in the past for making out (especially teenagers) and we pretend to enjoy the spooky sights of the ride while I begin to slip my finger under the tattered hem of her denim shorts.

Her pussy is already hot to the touch and I can feel the moisture beginning to leak through, inviting my finger into her folds. She puts her head on my shoulder as if cuddling into me, and I can feel her breaths grow deep and labored as I make my way inside of her. She's almost as tight as Addie.

"I have to tell you something," Krystal says and I pause. "When you walked in on me and Kyle, he'd hardly gotten very deep inside me."

"He'd just barely started?" I ask her and she nods. "Do you remember everything from that night?"

"Sort of, but some of it's foggy. When he had me against that sink, he was fumbling around so much, he just barely pressed the tip in. I was starting to come to my senses as my brain tried to fight against what he'd slipped me. I still couldn't resist, but my brain really wanted to. Then, you just walked in at the right time and thought more had happened than really had. You honestly stopped him from taking my virginity, I think."

"You don't know for sure?" I ask her.

She shakes her head. "So, I don't know if this is how you want to take it, but it's yours," she says and my heart melts.

"I think I can still... get you there... without breaking anything," I tell her, trying to remain subtle.

"Andy, what I'm trying to tell you is, I'm yours no matter how you want to do this," she says.

"And I'm saying that if you really want to give me that gift, we're going to do it the right way," I tell her. "But we can still have fun with each other until that right moment."

Krystal smiles up at me and then risks another quick, deep kiss before settling back against me. I keep just a little bit of my middle finger inside of her, moving it around slowly as my thumb finds her clit. When it does, that's where most of my focus goes. I rub her nub with my thumb, quickly triggering her body to begin to breathe raggedly. She tries not to grind against my hand to deepen my finger into her pussy, because neither of us wants to risk breaking her hymen just yet.

"Ali told me they have the room booked until tomorrow morning," she whispers to me, her hot breath nearly melting my ear. "She said it's all ours."

I swallow hard at the thought of making love to Krystal in that room tonight. "What about your parents? Won't they wonder where you are?"

"I'm going to tell them I'm staying at Jenny's house tonight," she tells me.

"Are you sure?" I ask her.

She looks up at me, love and passion in her eyes. "I've never been more sure, Andy," she says.

I lean my face down to hers and kiss her deeply. "I love you, Krystal," I tell her.

"I love you, too, Andy," she says.

I continue to slowly rub her clit with my thumb as I play with the lips of her pussy with my middle finger, trying not to be obvious about what we're doing. While carrying out our naughty act, I do my best to look like I'm enjoying the spooky scenes of graveyards filled with dancing headstones, obnoxious crows, and comical attempts at jump-scares with creepy creatures popping up from different places. It's when we reached the ballroom filled with holograms of dancing ghosts that her climax really begins to build. I can feel her chest expanding and contracting as her breathing becomes more and more labored. I look down to see her biting her lower lip to keep from screaming. Then, her legs suddenly clamp down around my hand and she whimpers, holding back as much sound as she can as she buries her face into my chest while her small orgasm passes through her body. I wrap my free hand around her head, pretending to shield her from the "scary" scenes as a small amount of warm fluid soaks my fingers.

I nudge her, though, as we reach the end where a hologram of a "hitchhiking ghost" appears in our seat with us. She fixes her hair and takes deep breaths as she attempts to compose herself. I catch a glimpse of my sisters making out along the mirrors and grin at them. They take a brief moment to look at us, so I stick my middle finger and thumb into my mouth and suck it clean. They both grin at me and resume their kissing.

"Oh my gosh!" Krystal exclaims quietly at the sight of the girls kissing each other passionately. "They have no fear, do they?" she asks.

"Sometimes, they don't," I chuckle and then my stomach growls.

"Hungry?" she giggles.

"Apparently," I grin at her and then we kiss again.

"That was amazing, by the way," she says and then the front of the egg-shaped, black carriage opens and we exit onto the moving walkway towards the escalator for the ride back up to ground level.

"Yeah, it was," I agree, shifting my shorts to try and hide my stiff cock.

"You need some relief, don't you?" she asks.

"Yeah, but that's a bit harder to hide than what you girls have gotten," I tell her.

"Yeah, well, I'm just glad my shorts were already wet," she giggles.

"You taste good, by the way," I tell her as we catch up with Addie and Ali just outside the exit where the girls are clinging to each other's arm.

"Does she?" Addie asks curiously. "Can I taste?"

I grin as she takes my hand and sucks on my fingers briefly.

"Mmm," Addie says. "She's sweet and potent," she says. "That's very fitting for a strong, sweet girl like you."

Krystal blushes and then watches as Ali takes a taste of my fingers as well. "Mmm," she says just like Addie. "Exactly as I imagined," she winks at Krystal.

"Where to next?" I ask to change the subject before any passersby catch on to what's happening.

"Your stomach growled, so how about we get something to eat?" Krystal suggests. "Then," she looks at her phone and pouts, "we have to hurry back to the front of the park to meet the buses already."

I sigh disappointedly. "Yeah, but we'll be back as fast as we can," I tell her.

"We will!" Krystal agrees and then kisses me quickly on the lips. "So, where do we want to eat?" she asks.

We settle on getting burgers at the Hungry Bear Restaurant across from Splash Mountain and chat and laugh like normal teenagers rather than the sex-crazed fiends we really are. Krystal and Addie begin to hit it off a little more, while Ali sits close to me, leaning her shoulder against mine as we eat.

"We really like her," Ali says. "We always did, but we really, really like her, Andy," she says quietly as the other two girls laugh and talk animatedly about something I stopped paying attention to.

"I'm glad this is working out so well," I say relieved. "I never could have imagined things would go this way. I was content with you and Addie, but I really feel like Krystal joining us completes us."

"I was thinking the same thing," Ali says. "Now, if anyone ever wants alone time with someone, nobody is left alone. Four is the perfect number, I think."

"I hope nobody had any ideas for anyone else to join," I grin at her, both of us speaking quietly so we don't interrupt Addie and Krystal's animated conversation.

"Not me," Ali says and then kisses me on the cheek. "I've been happiest in our paired off moments, if I'm being totally honest."

I smile at Ali, realizing just how much she truly loves me. I know I've mentioned it before, but it surprises me every time she admits to enjoying our connections. I love her and Addie equally, and now Krystal as well, but there's definitely been a change in Ali I hadn't been expecting. She's calmer, more relaxed, and just looks completely content whenever I look at her. Maybe her feelings towards me were even stronger than Addie's to begin with, when at the start, it seemed like Addie and I would be closest. Then, I think about all three of them and how different they all are from each other. Yes, Ali and Addie are like two puzzle pieces that balance each other out, or fit together as one with their similarities and differences. I've pointed out how Addie is typically the calmer, sweeter one, but has a wild side, and it's the flip with Ali. I think those two sides of them are even balancing out within themselves.

Krystal is different. She's more like I was before my sisters corrupted me a few days ago. Granted, it didn't take much more than them kissing in front of me to change my mind about sex and waiting for marriage. Like I said then, I was in a vulnerable state despite the act I put on that I was fine. Anyway, Krystal has always been as... conservative, we'll say... in her values as I was. Like when Ali called Addie a prude, it would have been closer to the truth about Krystal. Until yesterday, that is. When she agreed to meet with us about Kyle and then told me she was ready to give me her virginity, so long as it was just the two of us, I knew something had changed. Now, it's just a matter of finding out how much and in what way. Krystal is breathtakingly beautiful. A classic beauty like Addie, but with a compact, curvy body that makes her sexually dangerous and impossible to resist. I'll admit, there were a few times we almost took things too far, but we both stopped ourselves, respecting our mutual decision to wait until marriage... or at least until we were both eighteen and graduated from high school.

Now, she says she's ready. Addie and Ali have made me ready for anything. I got a small taste of what she's willing to do by fingering her in a public place, but tonight, I'm going to learn just what she'll be like in bed. I'll admit that I'm more nervous about this than I ever was with Ali and Addie on Friday afternoon.

"There's a lot going on behind those broody brown eyes," Ali observes.

"Yeah, there is," I admit and then check the time on my phone. "But we'll have to talk about it later. Krystal and I have just enough time to take the train back to the front of the park."

Ali sighs disappointedly, but makes the first move to start collecting and throwing away our trash. The other girls quickly follow and then the four of us walk together to the small station in New Orleans Square to take the train to the front of the park. When the train arrives, we hug and kiss my sisters goodbye, promising to hurry back.

"Do you have a parking pass on your annual passes?" Ali asks.

"No, I don't," I answer.

"Me neither," Krystal says.

"Okay, then, call on your way and we'll meet you at Peete's Coffee shop and we'll use mine to get you free parking," Ali suggests.

"Sweet!" I say and then we board the train, taking a seat at the back of the last train car.

Krystal cuddles up close to me, closer than she even used to when we were first dating. Maybe bringing her to orgasm has something to do with it. I'll admit, it was a lot of fun doing something in a place where we could get caught. Then, I begin to wonder if Cherry has been looking out for us this whole time. If so, I'll have to let the girls thank her for me, just this once.

"You knew exactly what to do in there," Krystal says with a satisfied sigh. "But you didn't get yours!" she says as if it just dawned on her.

She looks around to see that the train is mostly empty. The closest people is an elderly couple five rows away. She gives me a mischievous smirk and then sits with her legs across my lap, leaning against the small arm rest of the train car. Then, she begins to unzip my shorts. I look around, trying to look casual, or like we're having a sweet conversation, but that's when Krystal changes gears on me.

"Do you want me to do the same for you that you did for me?" she teases as she moves her small hand through my unzipped fly. "Aren't you glad your girlfriend has such small hands?"

I gawk at her, shocked at this sudden change in her. Was it me getting her off on The Haunted Mansion? Or did this start yesterday, when we decided to see how today would go? Either way, she's fishing my stiff cock out of my shorts enough to start jerking me off right there on the Disneyland steam engine, using her bent knees over my lap as the only means of privacy.

"Are you thinking about what it would like to be inside me?" she asks and I nod slowly, gulping at her lewd question, beginning to wonder if she's been possessed by some sort of succubus. "That's what I'm thinking about," she says. "Imagining what it will feel like to have you finally slide inside my wet pussy..."

Seriously, what happened to my old girlfriend? I wonder to myself.

"... feeling your strong arms wrapped around me, holding me close..."

Okay, this sounds more like her.

"... finally connecting on the deepest, physical level," she concludes as she slowly jerks my cock, careful not to draw any unwanted attention to us.

I'm having a hard time finding the words as she adds a second hand, licking her palm first, before using them both to work together to bring my orgasm. As the train comes to a dark tunnel, complete with some sort of scene that I can't remember, Krystal slides off the bench and takes me into her mouth, bobbing her head quickly in hopes of getting me to my end before daylight returns. I'm in heavenly bliss as I feel her small mouth stretch around my throbbing cock. She sucks and drags her tongue along the shaft of my cock. My head falls back as my climax builds. I try to block out everything so my fears of getting caught don't distract my cock from being able to cum. I focus on the slick, warmness of her mouth on my stiff rod. The way she's blowing me makes me think of Ali and the way she sucks my cock. Maybe that's what they were talking about earlier when Addie and I were having our own conversation. The idea that my sister and my girlfriend were talking about how to get me off brings me even closer to my end.

Suddenly, she hums on my cock as her head continues to bob, sliding up and down my shaft. My cock pulses as it prepares to blast. Krystal doubles her efforts. My balls begin to tingle and that familiar sensation that comes before I shoot my load fills my cock. I tap her on the head to warn her but she doesn't pull off of my cock. She increases her efforts as if she's hungry for my jizz. I look down in the semi-darkness and watch as she brings me to my end. I can't hold back, and I don't want to, as I shoot my first load straight down her throat with her face buried in my crotch. I hold onto the back of her head and she grips my thighs as if we both want to hold her there while I send glob after glob into her virgin throat. When I finally come down and am left breathing heavy, she cleans me up with her tongue, gently guides my cock back into my shorts and then I zip them up myself as she sits up, cleaning the corners of her mouth while cuddling up under my arm as if she'd never left my side.

I look around and nobody seems to have noticed anything. We sit in blissful silence until we reach the Main Street Station at the front of the park. We still have fifteen minutes before the buses arrive.

"Ali was right," she says, smacking her lips a little like she'd just enjoyed a great meal. "You do taste good."