1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 20


    Date: 10/6/2017, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: stormdog100, Rating: 24, Source: LushStories

    eyes closed and her dark lashes lying softly on her cheeks. Her lips were slightly parted, and there was arousal and desire there, and I watched her as I massaged, drinking in her beauty. I took my time – probably more than twenty minutes after her orgasm – before I again, on my way back north, reached the junction of her luscious thighs. I began to slowly stroke her, first the outer part of her pussy, my oily fingers sliding through her matted curls, and gradually moved to the narrow slot between those slick lips. I began simply sliding one finger, my middle one, up and down in her molten folds, from just behind her oozing opening at bottom, to the top, at the very front of her cleft, across each delectable fold and bump, feeling her clit as the only point of hardness amongst all that soft, wonderful flesh and liquid heat. In just a few light strokes I heard a low moan escape her lips, and her hips again began their suggestive movements. I was kneeling beside her, sitting back on my heels, my cock still rigid and jutting up from between my legs as I stroked her. I went very slowly, just one finger parting her just enough to touch, down and up in her slippery groove, until she was writhing and gasping, begging for mercy or release only by her sounds and actions. Her eyes were closed, concentrating on the sensations I was creating in her core, and her lips were slightly parted, her breathing becoming ragged and fast. Her stomach muscles were taut and her skin glistened with ...
    oil and a light sheen of sexual sweat, the heat of her aroused body creating a glow. As I continued to slowly stroke her sex, petting the length of her groove with my single finger, stroking across her engorged clitoris each time, she came. It wasn’t huge, but it was a release from my slow, teasing, stroking torment, and her breath came out in a sob of relief, her body shuddering violently as she arched from the bed, thrusting her sex upward against my fingers. “God, David, you’re killing me! In me now, please? Put it in!” Even as she made her request she rolled quickly over, face and chest-down on the bed, on her knees, arching her back to thrust her ass upward. Her legs were apart and pussy glistened wetly, leaving no doubt about how she wanted to be taken. I was more than ready – had been for some time by then – and I scrambled to get behind her. I slowly guided my cock into her tight, slick heat. I entered with just the tip first, just the head of my cock, and stopped for a moment. That earned me a soft whimper of need which obliterated my self-control, and I thrust deeply into her, my balls crushed to her oily and dripping pussy and her sheath tightening on my length. It was my turn to whimper and gasp, and I’m quite sure I did! We moved in that beautiful rhythm of lovers for a minute – perhaps more – my hands on her hips as I thrust into her again and again. I withdrew most of myself each time before again pushing deep, and she met my thrusts, grinding her ass back onto ...
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