Damn, that makes me horny. I'm not even close to coming when a voice startles me out of my stupor. "So that's why your room's smelled faintly of bedpa...s," my mother's voice says dryly. My legs snap shut as I jolt to an upright position, right hand still trapped between my legs. "Mom! What are you doing home?!" I ask dumbly. I hunch over, trying to cover my breasts with my other hand. Right now, my nipples are poking out through my dress shirt, clearly visible despite the garment. "Don't you. After a few more minutes she gave in. Two weeks later it was fight weekend. Tracy flew in and I picked her at the airport. We went straight to my apartment where I fucked her in all three that night. I figured I better get her before she was used all up! The next morning I told her that we needed to get her ready. First stop: Pussy Wax and asshole too. Second stop: new clothes, stripper heels, short skirt, tight top. Third stop: Makeover (figured we might as well start with her looking her best. "Hell of a way to wake up isn't it buddy!" my husband said jokingly. "Hell yeah! I thought I was dreaming." He replied. "So you awake now?" I ask him covering my body with the blanket. "Yah, but now I'm horny as hell thanks to you." Me and my husband laughed at this comment. "Well man I tell you what. I'll share with you. You two can have at it and I'll just watch," my husband replied. I looked at him shocked and a little excited about his comment. My husbands friend was not bad looking and by. Kashish was short blonde hair and fair skin with freckles. Now, she is truly blessed with double Ds and a bouncy ass you would love to squeeze. She is by no means fat – she is very curvy with a bubbly attitude. Almost as tall as me and half a head taller than Nandita, I can always feel her breasts squeeze onto my chest whenever she greeted me with a hug. She was very supportive of our relationship.As Nandita is not much of a risk taker, it took me quite awhile to convince her to let me sneak.