Cabin Fever - An Erotic Novel

Chapter 37 - Girlfriends of winters past (FINAL EDIT)

I was hungry again. That threesome had been a hard day's work.

There was no food in the mini, but there was beer, so I had one. Peroni-something. Whatever. That yellow piss they call "lager" tasted about the same regardless of brand. I'd much rather have a rich, dark stout, but you gotta drink what you got, right?

A fucking mini-fridge? Bella's idea of cabin life reminded me too much of hotel life. Her usual good taste did not extend to cabin living. But she was Italian, not a native, so she was kind of excused. Abbie would have turned it into a real Northen cabin. Modern and convenient, but traditional and cozy at the same time.

I looked at the girls on the bed, both of them soundly asleep. More like passed out, I mused as I sat there, sipping the Peroni.

Kim was lying on her side in a decidedly unnatural position, her hair an unruly, damp mess of black. She was going to have the worst bad hair day ever when she woke up. She'd have to shower again. No way around that.

I let my eyes linger for a spell. I had misjudged Kim's chest. Completely natural. And here I prided myself in my ability to tell fake from real. Maybe I shouldn't be so quick to judge? The thought made me smile.

Speaking of natural. Without all that hard makeup and the perpetual frown, the girl was a sight for sore eyes, I can tell you that. If we got through the mess, I would have a chat with her. Give her some beauty tips. Apologize for thinking her a fake.

Juliette was still on her back, arms over her head and legs wide. She, too, was real easy on the eyes. And so lovely to the touch. The perfect combination of soft and fit, skin so smooth, not a single blemish on her. I wondered if she'd wake if I caressed her more. But no, that orgasm had been my masterpiece. No messing it up.

I sat there for a while, admiring their bodies, scoring them on a 1-10 scale in categories like hair, face, legs, ass, tits, abs, and so forth. They both scored high across the board. After a while, I got the points mixed up in my head and decided to declare them joint winners. Best looking female couple I'd ever taken to bed together.

I finished my beer and moved over to the bed. I gently pushed and pulled until the girls were lying next to each other. I could feel myself getting a bit aroused from looking at them sleeping. I began wondering how it would feel to make love to them while they slept. I could probably do them any way I pleased, without them waking. Never tried it before. Outside of role-playing, that is. No. I wasn't going there. No, no.

Instead, I picked up the duvet from the floor. It was one of those double-sized duvets that fit two people side by side.

I hate those. I don't mind having a person sleep next to me, but I'm not sharing my duvet. It would have to do. I made sure they were tucked in, kissed them both on the cheek, turned down the lights, whispered "sleep well," got another beer from the fridge, before closing the sliding door softly behind me.

I stood in the annex hallway for a little while, sipping my Italian piss-beer and trying to think. Something was definitely going on. Something out of the ordinary.

In the dream-or-whatever-the-hell-it-was Bella had told me about a dark spirit awakening inside me. That it would want to eat and drink and fuck until lights out.

I didn't know anything about any spirit, but I sure was both hungry and thirsty.

Wait.

The whole day and I had eaten a hearty brunch, a big ass sandwich, and some crisps. After fucking, then fighting, then fucking a whole lot more.

No wonder I was hungry!

And the drinks?

The whole day, and just some vodka and a few beers.