My Ex and Her Friends Massaged Me in Her Room! - 18+

After entering the house, I stroll through the living room, casually ascending the staircase thereafter. It isn’t long until I’m at my ex-girlfriend’s room, my knuckles rapping on the door.

“Come in,” she says, which is followed by some giggling. “You remember Caroline and Maria, right?”

The giggling is explained when I notice her and two friends seated on her expansive, king-sized bed.

“Hey, Tom,” they say, practically in unison.

Their snug t-shirts cling to their curves, accentuating the rise and fall of each breath. Their short shorts show off long, toned legs, the fabric hugging their firm backsides. Each of their bosoms jiggle with its own hypnotic rhythm whenever they laugh. It wasn’t just physical beauty that made them attractive; it was their confidence. Wherever they go, heads turn, and eyes follow. I greet them back and stand near the bed, still unsure why I was invited over. As if reading my mind, Camila speaks.

“So, like, we know you’re wondering why we called you over to the house.” This statement elicits a bunch of hyena-like giggling before calm is restored.

“Well, yes, I am curious.”

At first, they don’t speak, but look at each other as if they’re in on some great joke. Time ticks by and I’m about to turn and leave, assuming this was all a prank, when Camila spills the beans.

“Tom, we called you over because we want to massage you!”

“Uh huh, that’s great,” I reply, figuring they intend to do some half-assed massage.

“A naked massage,” her friend adds, the room going quiet shortly thereafter.

I wait for more banshee-type laughing, yet none occurs.

“Uhh, seriously?”

“Yes, Tom, seriously. I realize we broke up since I was too prude, and I feel bad about it now. My friends think you’re hot and we all decided this would be a nice way to pay you back for what you and I never did. That is, unless you’re not interested in it?”

“Oh, no, I’m interested!”

***

After permitting time for me to “change”, the three barely legal ladies enter the room, witnessing me on the bed, with a skimpy hand towel covering my lap. I can feel their eyes scanning my body hungrily, eagerly anticipating what’s to come. Camila takes charge and instructs me to turn over onto my stomach. I do as she says, my heart racing with excitement and nerves. I’m not sure if I’m ready for this, but I know I want it more than anything. I can sense their eyes on my ass, their bodies coming in closer to me.

They start by working their magic on my back, my worries and stresses melting away. Their hands are warm and soft, gliding effortlessly over my skin. I can hear their soft whispers and giggles as they work together, their bodies brushing against mine in the most delightful way. As they move down to my legs, I can’t help but let out a moan of pleasure. It feels like I’m in heaven, surrounded by these beautiful young women who only want to make me feel good. I can feel their fingers inching closer and closer to my most intimate areas, and I know that I’m about to experience something extraordinary…

“Turn over!”

At this point, my manhood is hard enough to support a stack of bricks. I flip around, my erection standing like a sentry.

“O-M-G,” one of them says. “It’s big!”

They huddle around me, one on each side and one at my feet. Groaning with anticipation, I look at them, as they titter with their own excited laughter.

“I mean, if you want to touch us, it’s okay,” Camila announces.

I can barely believe what’s happening. I just stare at them, grinning like a fool.

“We’re not weirded out,” said the girl on my right.

“Or offended,” added the girl on my left.

With that, I reach out and grab a set of breasts with each hand, both ladies purring. Their breasts are perky and soft, and I can feel their nipples stiffening beneath my fingertips. I’m beyond aroused — I’m in an alternate universe of pleasure, surrounded by three beautiful women who are now propping themselves up to get closer to me…and my cock.

Caroline takes a hold of my shaft and begins to stroke my length. “This is beautiful,” she says, as she looks over at me. “I’m happy you’re here.”

Maria takes a hold of my balls, cupping them in her hands just beneath my shaft. “You have such a big cock…” she says, in a low whisper. “It’s fucking amazing.”

They start to work me together, both of them stroking up and down together. Soon, Camila’s fingers massage my toes, tugging and wiggling each one, sending a different sense of pleasure throughout. I can’t believe this is happening —

I close my eyes and moan in pleasure, my hands alternating between handling their chests and snaking around to squeeze their asses.

The women chatter and giggle, their skin touching me all over, their warm breath tickling me in different ways.

“I hope you’ll let us do this again,” Camila says, her fingers now tracing my ankles. “Pleeeease?”

Maria’s hands grip my thighs, her nails lightly scratching me.

“We all love you so much…” she says.

“You’re everything we hoped for. And more.” Caroline giggles.

“Just enjoy yourself,” she says, her mouth inches from my cock. “Let us make you happy…”

Maria moves to my shoulders, her soft fingers going to work to massage my shoulders, while Caroline strokes my cock. I look at Camila, who’s come around to straddle my chest. Tilting over, her lips close around mine, our tongues dancing. Caroline massages my balls, and the head of my shaft, right before she starts to blow me.

They’re using their hands on me in a variety of ways, and the three of us are breathing heavily, moaning in unison.

“I love it when you cum,” Camila whispers in my ear, Caroline’s head bobbing up and down on my manhood.

“Cum for us, big boy,” she says. “Show us the cum!”

They continue to pleasure me, moving around so that Maria’s on my left, working her fingers down my legs and sucking on my toes, while Camila’s on the other side, her tongue dancing around my nipples and her hands going to my shaft.

Caroline takes my balls in her mouth, sucking on them and working her tongue all around. I start to moan loudly, and admit they’re making me sexually soar higher than anyone else ever has.

“Mmm…baby,” Caroline says, kissing the head of my shaft, before raising up to kiss me again. “You taste so good…”

“I can’t wait to have your cock fill me,” she says, bending her head to take me in her mouth again, moaning while she does. I grab onto Camila’s hair, feeling myself about to cum.

“Ohh! I’m cumming!” I shout. “Here it comes!”

“That’s it,” Camila whispers. “Cum for us, baby. Let us taste your hot cum, please!”

The trio moves around to face me, as if witnessing a volcanic eruption. The pleasure ramps up, and then my cock explodes, cum shooting out in long strands. My body shudders, jizz ejecting out like a garden-party statue.

“Oh, shit, you’re all so hot,” I declare, more cum leaking out from the tip, as three heads of hair drop down to my lap.

Together they lap up my spent load, as if they’re gluttonously eating a spilled jar of mayonnaise. Closing my eyes and gritting my teeth, I give thanks for the best day ever!