As she got bolder and bolder her right hand started to gently squeeze and play with my boob, she skimmed her finger tips across it, sending more goose...umps along my skin, she held it, she squeezed it, and slowly groped my right boob. My nipple was quite hard at this stage an when she finally skimmed a finger over it I let out an involuntary gasp, it felt like a electric bolt a pleasure shot from my nipple straight to my brain and clitoris, I felt my clit suddenly get harder and my left leg. I said it’s ok and stuff like this. I comforted him to go to bed. He held my hand, told he had a bottom boyfriend who used to dress for him. But he moved abroad for higher studies, and they broke up.He told me that I had a very similar physique to him. He told me that I will look good in that violet blouse and petticoat. I was standing there, completely silent. My dick was erect, and suddenly my ass started itching. I had no idea what to do. I left his room and went to mine.I couldn’t sleep and. My hard on had lifted the edges of the underwear up so she just slid her hand underneath started to rub. She had done this many times before. The way her thumb caressed the vein on the bottom of the penis paralyzed me. I never told either of them but I had masturbated earlier that evening before Brett arrived. I think that’s how I managed to hold on longer that he did with her magical touch. Brett pulled out of her (they attempted and would later fail at using pulling out as birth control). "Are you ready?" she said, a smile on her flushed face. "Ready?" I said. "Oh yes, sweetheart, I’ve been trying to wait until you wanted me to cum, but it has been hard." "I know, baby," she said, "but I hope this is worth it." Gripping my cock in her hand, she moved and positioned my cock directly below her asshole. "Are you sure?" I queried."Oh yes," she said, "I am more than ready to be your 3 way woman," and lowered herself so that my cock, slippery and wet from her pussy juices, pressed.