many a day when I'd be there from morning until late night inside the house with them either chatting, doing chores, relaxing etc. Of course, with these three ladies now focusing their attention on me, their other male friends grew pretty jealous, cause they themselves were caught up with work and school.
So all in all most guys would say I was in a great position.. but I wasn't thinking like that... or so I made it seem.
In fact, I lavished the attention. The girls used to work out a lot, and I managed to get myself the position as their masseusse.. bingo huh? Imagine, staring at those hot, young curvy bodies work up a sweat and then head for the shower and then plop right across my lap for a daily massage. Mom used to say jokingly say they were taking advantage of me, but even she joined in a few times for a massage of her own.
Now it's pretty obvious that these people trusted me. Almost every time one of them went to the shower, at least one of the others joined in too -- just their habit. I used to tiptoe right outside the shower curtain and kneel and peek as far up as i could, hoping to snatch a glimpes of their pussies, but believe it or not, not once did i actually succeed. Many times I got terrified because the way their bodies were positioned, it seemed that they were looking directly at me, but they never said anything.
Those failures frustrated me. They made me grow bolder with each massage though. I started going slower and slower each time, no longer focusing on Trish's calves or any real muscle.. but instead more stroking-then-kneading the inside of her thighs. Gosh that felt great. She be lying on the couch with her calves in my lap, and I'd lift her legs and spread them as wide as I could -- "You need to stretch it out" I used to say, all the time inching my face closer and closer to her shorts-covered pubic mound.
Then I'd turn her over and massage her back, but move down quickly to the back of her thighs, spreading them, kneading them slowly, fantasising about her pussy lips and butt opening and closing with each motion. There was one night she came home dead tired and I forced a massage onto her, halfway thru which she fell into a deep sleep.. The minute I recognised this I checked outside -- mom was on the phone and her sister was watching tv. I tiptoed back into the bedroom and got to work. My hand trembled visibly as I inched my massaging motion higher and higher up between her thighs, my eyes scrutinising her face for the slightest hint that she was awake. It took me a full 10 minutes to gain confidence. From then I was in adrenaline heaven. I outrightly raised her nightgown and rubbed her pussy lips through her underwear, savouring the warmth. It took all of my self control not to pull her pantied right off and fuck her silly there and then. I brough my tongue to the cloth covering her nipples and gently tickled them, still looking up from time to time just to be safe. At times my face would be right up to hers so I felt her warm, sweet breath escaping those soft lips. At one point i was tempted to take my penis and rub it on her lips, but that was too risky.
That massage couldn't have lasted long enough. Of course she never mentioned any of it nor acted any differently the next day.

Another time I was helping her mom move some boxes in the house. When we were done, I leaned against a wall to take a breather, and to try and calm my hard on that had grown from watching her mom bend and see her shirt hang open to reveal that honey coloured cleavage. You can only imagine how my heart jumped when mom came directly in front me and leaned straight back.. the cheeks of her round buttocks nestling my erect penis right in the groove between them. I swear she MUST have felt it, but she didn't budge. She just kept all her weight on me. I had to struggle really hard not to hold her and press her harder into it. Again, she made no mention of it.

The most memorable time definitely started one afternoon with the four of us there. I was online on their pc chatting with a friend when Shawna decided to bother me by typing random keys while i was typing my messages. I tried to push her away a few times, after which she took it upon herself to literally jump and drop her ass straight into my lap, directly onto my cock.. which after all this building tension, was almost always hard. and that time, it was very hard. Shawna just giggled and continued her "fun" with the keyboard. I couldnt care less what she typed. I just tickled her and made sure she bounced and ground into me. It was the best masturbation I had ever gotten. Then she said the magic words, "Trish!! Come help me fight off Andrew!"

Trish herself hadn't too long awoken from a very very long slumber from since early the previous evening, so she was still in her thin little night dress. However, she wasted no time in following Shawna, so I instantly had two girls in my grasp, grinding their asses onto my blatantly erect penis. I forgot all about tickling, I straight out groped.. I still made a pretense of trying to pull them away from the keyboard, but i grabbed stomach, then leg, then "slipped" to between thighs.. then "corrected" and went to chest, then straight back to between their legs. So while my prick was busy poking the life out of Shawna's ass, my hand was cupping Trish's breasts or pussy and almost nowhere else.
Mom called Trish into the kitchen to get her very late breakfast, so Shawna and I were left to our romp. I didn't mind. Her body felt soo good pressed against me. Eventually I had her hunched over the table, legs spread apart and I was hugging her tight around her waist and chest. I was outrightly dry humping her.. she slowed down on the keyboard and actually started moving her hips in time with me! Heaven!!!
She stopped and started to turn around. I froze, fearing the worst. Instead, she smiled, took my hand and led me to the kitchen where she turned to mom, smiled sweetly and said, "mom, we have him."
My puzzled expression changed to utter shock when Shawna put her hands around my extended cock and started pulling my pants down. Then I realised. Mom and Trish were smiling! This was going to be a GREAT afternoon.