1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 21


    Date: 1/26/2017, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: stormdog100, Rating: 29, Source: LushStories

    my words actually made her blush! That was not something easily accomplished with Marci, who could undoubtedly trade sexual jibes, taunts and innuendo with a group of sailors without blushing. “Thanks, Dave, that’s a really nice compliment. Can I tell you a secret?” “Isn’t that what we’re doing here?” She laughed. “I suppose so, huh? I loved it when you touched me. I’ve fantasized about you – a lot – and when you touched me…oh my god! Fireworks!” I was amazed! This was Michael’s woman, huge, muscular, perfect physique and hung like a horse Michael, and she was saying that I was her fantasy and that my touch had turned her on! Trying to ignore the fact that I had a boner you could use as a crowbar, I smiled at her. “Wow, Marce, that’s such an ego boost I can’t even begin to tell you! And of course, you could easily tell how much I was enjoying touching you too…it was fairly obvious, after all.” Her eyes went to my crotch; I was pretty sure she could see how her words were turning me on! She smiled. “Yes, I could tell…and I was dripping, just imagining that hard cock of yours in me! It was fun; I’m so glad that you and Alli stayed, you two are our closest friends, and it made the whole party so much better having you there – so much more fun.” “Thanks, Marce; we enjoyed it. I was hesitant, but it turned out to be a lot of fun – and it paid dividends over the weekend! Man, me and Alli were both so turned on by all of that…amazing!” She laughed. “Us too – we humped like ...
    bunnies all weekend. We even started right there at the party!” I chuckled, nodding. “Yeah, I know – I was there, remember?” “But you guys didn’t, huh? You waited?” She was looking at me, as I sat there thinking how surreal this whole conversation was. I shrugged. “Sort of…not really. We just didn’t feel right about doing that in front of everyone. Still rookies – you know, kind of a little shy about going that far.” I didn’t tell her that we’d fucked in the hall as we’d peeped at her and Michael going at it so vigorously on the bed. She giggled. “Not me, boy! No modesty here, I needed that big old horse cock of Michael’s right then and there!” I laughed, shaking my head. “Jeez, Marce! Yeah, we kind of sensed that; we were a little curious what you did with all of him. You made it disappear like magic…Michael’s a bit, um, huge, in case you hadn’t noticed.” She laughed again. “Oh yes, I sort of noticed – some time ago, actually. My guy is seriously hung; I love it!” She wiggled her eyebrows at me and gave me a playful smile. “I never really contemplated doing this with you, Dave, but we can have a detailed discussion of my vagina and how I can handle that big cock if you really want to. I mean, I’m okay with discussing my pussy in detail with you, but I’m sort of surprised…” I cut her off, making the ‘T’ of a time-out signal with my hands. “Whoa, nope, time-out; we don’t need to go there! I’ll just accept that the two of you are sexually compatible and everything is beautiful. No ...