1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 20


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

    every candle, every bubble, every scent and sound and taste and touch, from the start right down to that last, toe-curling orgasm. Just incredible.” “It doesn’t have to be over yet.” “Oh my god! I could make a fortune putting you on craigslist, renting you out to every lonely, needy, horny woman out there! What more can you possibly do? You’ve done so much, and all I did was sit back and enjoy.” “Well, you did just bathe, and I think I left kind of a mess…” I ran my fingers lightly down her spine, and she shuddered appreciatively. “And anyhow, my understanding is that this massage oil is completely edible – and I know you are – so I thought maybe…” She laughed, knowing exactly where I was going with that. It was something she loved for me to do, so she rolled over onto her back and I jammed a pillow under her hips. Soon I was at the portal of her wet, slippery, cum-filled shrine, gently licking and touching her, tasting us, tasting the perfumed flavor of the oil – different, but not unpleasant – and working diligently at cleaning up every last bit of arousal – hers and mine – that we’d left behind. It wasn’t easy, because she continued to produce more, and my saliva mixed in, but I was determined! Even though she wriggled and bucked through somewhere between three and six more orgasms, I stayed with her and eventually had her all slick and gleaming, good as new…better, in fact! Totally exhausted now, and nearly unresponsive, she lay limp and quiet as I finished a last few ...
    ministrations with my tongue and lips. I knew I could do no more, so I moved up alongside of her and flopped down full-length on the bed. “You okay?” “Ssshhh. I’m unconscious.” I laughed. “Then my work here is done!” “Work?” “I meant pleasure.” She smiled, but didn’t open her eyes. “Better. I know my pleasure is done; holy moley, but you do know how to push a girl’s buttons!” “Well, you have such lovely buttons…” She smiled, opening her eyes to look at me. “Did you plan something for dinner in bed too? I’m not sure I can stand up.” “Ummm…” The one giant hole in my plans became glaringly obvious to me at that moment. “About dinner…” She laughed. “You didn’t make any plans for that, did you?” “That’s not fair. I did for me; my plan was to just eat you!” “That was a good plan - and how was I?” “Delicious, deeply satisfying, decadent even. It was like eating dessert first.” She smiled. “And what am I supposed to eat?” “I’m available…” “How about Chinese?” She’d ignored my suggestion. “Oh, thanks!” I laughed. “I don’t know any Chinese guys.” “Shanghai Dragon is good – and they deliver.” “You had me at ‘deliver’!” “It was the last thing I said.” “Whatever. You gonna order or me?” She giggled. “I will; you can never understand them, and you’ll screw up the order again.” “I can’t be a superstar at everything!” “No, I suppose not. As long as you stick to what you’re good at, which is keeping me totally sexually satisfied, I’ll take care of everything else.” “So I’m nothing but a sex ...
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