1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 20


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

    a concern. I’d shampooed her hair for her a number of times in the shower, but this would be a first for the bath, so I was sort of feeling my way along. As I washed and caressed her I could feel her body relax, her muscles going limp and soft under what was part-washing, part-massaging, and all-touching. I worked my way slowly downward, unquestionably spending considerably more time on her lovely breasts than their degree of cleanliness demanded. That was for me, of course, but my sense of selfishness was soothed by the soft sounds she made – and the way her nipples hardened as I touched them. I continued to lovingly wash and caress every inch of her amazing body, touching, teasing, and trying to excite while still pretending to focus on bathing her. Each impossibly long, graceful leg received my loving attention, and I slowly, gradually, worked my way to her center, to that special, secret little spot, and when my fingers gently spread her I found her slick and molten, aroused and ready. I groaned, my own arousal rampant. “Mmmm, god! You’re so wet!” “Of course I am, silly! I’m sitting in a tub full of water.” “Not…” I stopped and looked at her sideways. “Not what I meant, and you know it. You’re that very special kind of wet, the kind that says ‘fuck me now’.” She smiled. “Keeps me from having to say it out loud, huh?” “Yes.” I stroked and touched her, sliding a finger into her and enjoying the moan that elicited. It really is a different kind of wet, that incredible thing ...
    that women do. The word ‘wet’ is really inadequate, unless it’s an acronym for ‘wonderfully erotic and tantalizing’, or possibly for ‘wildly enticing and tasty’, the molten slick of their arousal a sensation designed to be utterly irresistible to a man, the feel of her making my cock throb. It’s something so far beyond ‘wet’ that it’s almost a shame to use that tiny, insignificant word for it! I softly stroked her delicate petals, moving from her soft and swollen lips to her opening, to the hard button of her clit. I watched her face as she closed her eyes and laid her head back, totally involved in the sensations I was creating in her body. I watched as she gently bit her lip, focusing on her sex, as the small winces displayed the intense pleasure which shot through her like electrical sparks, as she frowned in concentration and her lips parted, nearing orgasm, her breathing becoming fast and ragged, and when she suddenly seized my forearm with both hands, just above the surface of the water and held on tightly, I knew she was about to tumble over that cliff. I slid my middle finger into her, seeking that elusive spot, and used my thumb to press and rotate on her clit, and she leaped off the cliff, tumbling head over heels into a beautiful orgasm, her face stunningly beautiful as I watched her come. Her fingers dug into my arm, holding on for dear life, and she cried out my name…my name! “Ohhh, god! Oh, Davey, my god, uunnnhhh, fuck, mmm god, fuck!” It was deep and intense, ...
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