Stace is first, then Brandi, then Amy

Ted, trying to act chill over breakfast, asked the girls when they wanted their massages. Brandi wanted to wait until the afternoon because she'll need it after her workout. Amy and Stace were both around in the morning, but Stace volunteered and suggested, for some reason, that Amy should wait until last. Clearly Stace was planning something, but, whatever it was it would definitely be fun. Ted could appreciate Stace's sick mind.

So after breakfast, once Brandi was out the door on her way to class, Amy went to her room to do some homework, and Ted set up his "massage table" for Stace.

The coffee table in the living room is the right length and width, if a little low. Ted borrows one of Brandi's yoga mats to add some padding and covers that with a clean sheet. On the edge of the nearby couch, Ted sets a jar of coconut oil and a clean white towel, neatly folded.

For an added touch, Ted lit a stick of incense and put on a playlist of soft Asian flute music before calling Stace into the room.

"Please undress, get on the table, and cover yourself with the towel," he said as professionally as he could. Then, against his baser instincts he left the room to wash his hands and rub them in oil. A few minutes later he adjusted his semi-hard dick in his pants and returned to the living room.

Stace had left her clothes lying, neatly folded, on the couch. Well out of her reach, Ted noted. She'd left her underwear on top, a matching black lace bra and panty size. He was tempted to look at the bra size, he'd been curious about just how big is bustiest friend was for a while now (he'd asked her once, during one of their famous truth or dare games in high school, but he was sure she'd grown since then.)

Stace was lying face down on the table, her arms folded under her head and the towel draped over her ample ass. She'd left the towel folded once so it still left the top of her crack and a bit of under-butt exposed. Stace was the curviest of the roommates, and definitely what people on the internet would call a PAWG, so Ted couldn't help but appreciate the view she'd left him with her strategic towel placement.

After her ass, the next thing Ted noticed was her tattoos. Some he remembered from the last time they'd all gone swimming together, but there were some new ones now, including a topless mermaid with shark teeth swimming up Stace's back. The second thing he notices was how the outer edges of her very large breasts were pushed out the sides by her weight. Soon, he thought, he would touch those, and with that thought he felt his penis twitch in anticipation.

He started on with the boring parts first--massaging her neck and shoulders, asking her to bring her arms by her sides so he could massage her triceps and forearms, he worked on knots between her shoulder blades and down her spine.

He stopped short of the towel, again prolonging the inevitable. Instead he walked around her and started at her feet, rubbed her calves, and then her thick thighs.

He noticed that when he rubbed her thighs it made her ass jiggle in a very enticing way. He made sure to work the hamstrings and outer thighs, too, but whenever he worked the inner thighs Stace would moan softly.

When he reached the top of her inner thighs, he felt a slick wetness on his finger, that was unmistakable. His dick was pushing painfully against his pants. The one thing in the universe he wanted most was to unzip, set it free, and beat off all over Stace's back. He imagined spurting his cum on that mermaid tattoo's tits, or right where her thighs touched at the top, letting his cum drip down between her legs onto the wetness he felt there.

He realized suddenly that while he was day-dreaming he had continued to rub in between her upper thighs with his thumbs. He'd definitely been touching Stace's pussy lips and she hadn't said anything. He dared one more, this time deliberately rubbing a single finger between her pussy lips.

"Mmmmmm," she said, "that feels nice, but let's not forget what you're here for, sport."

"Right," he said, embarrassed.

He finally moved on to massaging her magnificent ass. At first he tried to keep the towel on, but it kept on falling off, so he eventually just moved it up to Stace's lower back so he could massage her buttocks unimpeded. He added more coconut oil to his hands and massaged her ass in big smooth circles. Each time he rubbed outwards, it would pull her ass cheeks apart, giving him a view of her little rosebud and a little bit of the bottom of her pussy.

He suddenly realized that he could smell how turned on she was through the incense and coconut oil, and his hard cock throbbed against the confines of his underwear. He briefly wondered if he would just cum in his pants without even touching himself.

"Okay," he said finally, "roll over, please, and I'll work on the front."