Yes

***** Please note, a portion of this was written by Bosom Buddies and edited to fit this storyline.

"Well... that just means..." Tracy reached her hand in to test the water temperature. She took a step into the shower then turned to me. "Whatever we do, you'll just have to let Ria do the same with Conner."

Tracy winked at me and closed the door.

I smiled, watching her through the clear glass walls of the shower. That girl knew exactly how to push my buttons. I thought for a moment then took a step toward the shower.

"Do what with Conner?"

It was Ria. She came around the corner into the bathroom then stopped dead in her tracks when she saw me standing there naked. She looked past me to the shower where Tracy had frozen.

"Oh..." Ria said, seeming a bit overwhelmed for a moment before a smile formed. "I see."

Tracy went about rinsing the water through her hair.

"I was just trying to coax your husband into giving me a hand here in the shower," she said playfully. "But he said that it wouldn't be fair since you two were even now."

Ria shot me a glare.

"That's not what I meant," I said, putting my hands up to plea. I realized how ridiculous I must have looked doing that naked with dried semen flaking on my thighs. "I meant that I had... filled our agreement."

"I told him you wouldn't mind. He'd just have to let you and Conner do the same thing."

Ria's ears perked up.

"Well..." she said, taking a step toward me. She took my hands in hers and looked me directly in the eye. "I feel like it's only fair that you clean the mess you made."

She let go of my hands.

"I'll just be brushing my teeth while you two clean up."

I looked at her then looked at Tracy who gave me a wicked smile. I took a deep breath then opened the shower door. Tracy took a step back to give me some room to enter. Goosebumps formed on my skin as the hot water hit the back of my neck. Tracy took the bottle of soap and opened it.

"No," I said. "You first."

She handed me the bottle. I squeezed a large dollup into my hand then rubbed my palms together to lather them up. Slowly, I placed my hands on her shoulders and began massaging her skin. Tracy sighed. I worked the lather down her arms to her wrists.

"This is nice," Tracy said. "But it's not quite where you made the mess."

I chuckled then moved my hands to her breasts. Her nipples stiffened as I worked my hands slowly around the shape of her breasts. My fingers gently massaged the delicate undersides.

"Better?" I asked. Tracy nodded. I looked over at Ria who was pretending to comb her hair while clearly watching us.

My fingers traced a path down her abdomen to her bellybutton. After the entire front of her body was covered in white suds I squirted another dab of soap into my hand and motioned for Tracy to turn around. Once again, I started on her shoulders.

"Mmmm," Tracy cooed as I dug my thumb lightly into her shoulderblades. I continued lower and lower to her buttocks, making sure to take my time working and kneading her soft cheeks.

"OK," Tracy said, turning around to face me. "You're turn."

I turned back to catch Ria watching us. The moment she saw me look at her, she turned away and went back to brushing her hair.

Tracy grabbed the soap and squirted a huge glob into her hands. She rubbed her hands together quickly then massaged them all over her breasts, covering them with the white foam then proceeded to rub them all over my body like a sexy loofa.

"Jesus, Tracy," I groaned as I felt her slippery nipples slide over my pecs then lower to my abs. I felt my cock somehow starting to stir, the head bobbing, brushing against Tracy's stomack as it pulsed back to life..

Tracy lowered herself to her knees.

"Looks like this area needs some extra attention."

The sensation of her soft hands wrapped around the girth of my manhood sent a jolt through my body. My head swooned. She worked her hands up and down my shaft, getting it fully coated in the lather. Her face inched closer to the tip. She looked up at me and grinned.

I turned back to Ria who had abandoned all attempts to play coy. In fact, she'd embraced the opposite. She was sitting on the counter, staring unashamedly at us. Her right hand had slid into her nightie and was massaging her breast.

I looked back down to see Tracy's lips close around the swollen head of my penis.

"Tracy," I groaned. The warmth of her mouth felt exquisite.

She worked her mouth up and down the length of my shaft. Her free hand stroked along in rythm.

"Make sure it's nice and clean," we heard from the counter. Ria had hiked one of her feet up onto the counter and her left hand was stroking her clit.

Tracy pulled her lips long and slow from my shaft, sucking hard until the head sprung free with a forceful *pop*.

She grabbed the soap and squirted another large glob across her chest then lathered it up once more. Her slippery body pressed against mine. She reached down and grasped my manhood in her soapy grip.

"You heard her," she said.

Tracy gently grasped my penis and pressed it down into the flesh of her tit, tracing a single, super-sensitive nipple along the bottom of my rigid rod.

"Fuck yeah," I groaned.

Then she leaned forward—staring up at me with those wide green eyes—and wrapped the slippery warm pillows of her breasts around my desperate cock.

My hips went on auto-pilot, thrusting up into the snug channel of her cleavage. With each push, my cockhead speared into view beneath Tracy's smiling lips, then disappeared entirely when I withdrew. Her chest shook and bounced delightfully.

Tracy pressed her palms against the outsides of her breasts and squeezed them together, trapping me between. I shuddered from the incredible sensation. Her tits were pressed so tightly around my cock, I could actually feel her heart beating inside her chest.

"That f-feels amazing," I panted, my teeth chattering with desire.

Pleased with herself, Tracy cupped her breasts from beneath and slowly slid them up and down around my shaft. She squeezed and kneaded her own bouncing tits as she went, tugging at the nipples with her fingertips. All I could hear was the wet, soapy slapping of her heavy bosom crashing down onto my pelvis again and again.

I was going totally insane with pleasure. It was all too much. I'd been dreaming about fucking this woman's tits for three goddamn years.

I took a look outside the shower where Ria was lost in ecstasy. Her nightie had slid down off her right shoulder, exposing her breast. One hand worked her clit while the other gripped her tit and played with her nipple.

My idle hands grew restless with Tracy doing all the work like that. Impatiently, I grabbed hold of her head and urged it down—until her open lips were in position to receive my cock at the peak of each thrust. Her tongue swirled around the sensitive tip.

"Tracy! I'm gonna—"

"Don't hold back," she moaned. "Not one drop. I want you to come ALL over me."

"Oh god—oh god!"

Her tits became a bouncing blur around my cock. Her mouth was a hot wet vacuum around the tip. My balls contracted, and I felt every muscle in my body suddenly seize up—

"Aahhh!!!"

I cried out, finally exploding in climax. Tracy caught the first blast in her mouth, but quickly leaned back to let spurt after spurt of my white-hot cum rain down across her adorable face and that endless expanse of cleavage.

I finally subsided, slumping exhausted against the wall.

"Ooh yeah," Tracy cooed, swirling her fingers through the mess on her chest. "So naughty."

Outside the shower, Ria was in a post-orgasmic daze. Her hair was frazzled, her nightie was all twisted up and exposing most of her body. Her legs were hanging lazily from the counter edge.

"Tracy, you were supposed to clean him off, not make an even bigger mess."

"Woops," Tracy said with a giggle. She gave my mercifully deflating cock a final squeeze between her sticky breasts. "I guess you'll just have to clean me back up."

"My pleasure," I answered, grabbing the bottle of body wash and squirting some onto my hands. She stood back up, rubbing the circulation back into her knees while Ria pulled her nightgown back on and tossed her hair around.

"Did we all enjoy that?" Ria asked.

Everyone nodded, still in a daze of disbelief.

"So amazing," I groaned. My hands kneaded Tracy's breasts, soaping them up once again.

"My pleasure," she giggled. She shook her soapy breasts back and forth and I could swear I felt another jolt in my cock.

Lord.

Tracy and I rinsed off then turned off the shower and dried ourselves off.

"So what do we have planned for the rest of the day?" Tracy asked.

"Well, first you two need to finish up with each other."

Tracy and I looked at Ria, puzzled as to what she meant.

"You're not done are you?"

Tracy and I looked at each other.

"Oh Shane," Ria said with a pouty look of disappintment. "I know you're no selfish lover. Tracy lets you blow your load all over her big, beautiful tits, and you're just going to leave her with a 'thank you'?"

"Well... I..." I stammered. I didn't know what to say. "I just figured-"

"Plus the rule is that, whatever one of us does, the other gets to do," Ria explained. "And from what I saw in the shower, it was Tracy going down on you and finishing you with her tits. Now that means Conner can go down on me but it wouldn't be completely fair of me to expect him to do that without me returning the favor now would it?"

I shrugged in agreement, putting together what she was getting at.

"So..." Ria said. She leaned in and kissed me. "You'll need to return the favor."

I looked over at Tracy who's eyebrows raised.

"You mean I get Shane to go down on me to help you? That sounds like a win-win."

"I'll be in my room getting ready for the day," Ria said.