Glamour Shots, Chapter 13 - Sex Stories

Glamour Shots, Chapter 13

... generated a bit of a moan and a shudder of arousal from me, as well. What can I say – these were two very sexy, sensual, beautiful people, pausing in the middle of a very erotic love act between them, all of their exaggerated attributes, sexual arousal, and desire for each other on display for all to see. It was sexy and erotic, naughty and forbidden, sensual and beautiful, and the knowledge that they were also our friends, people we knew and loved, well, that made it extra-special, even if it was kinky as hell! Of course we were aroused by it – who wouldn’t be?? Alli seemed unable to speak, so I asked them, “Are you leaving?” It was maybe a semi-hopeful question, the thought entering my mind that once one couple leaves, the rush to the exits can proceed without anyone else feeling self-conscious about it. That’s how it usually goes when parties end, in my vast experience on the topic. Of course, my experience with this particular kind of party was essentially non-existent, and it turned out that my hopes - like me – were premature . Marci shook her head. “No, we’re just going inside where we can be more comfortable. It’s too cold to use the lounge chair out here, but the edge of that tub gets very hard after awhile!” Charlie, without breaking his rhythm, waved. “Make yourselves at home, wherever you want. Oh, but don’t get any cum on the leather sofa! Margaret fucking freaks when that happens!” I idly wondered how many times that disturbing line – or ones very similar to it ...

... – might have been spoken at parties in the past. Marci headed for the steps, turning back to beckon Michael – who remained at the edge of the tub, looking down at me and Alli with an odd expression on his face - to follow. “Come on Secretariat, I need my big stud to come and finish what he started.” He tore his eyes away from us and chuckled, and then did a very credible horse whinny, pawing the deck with one foot before blowing out his cheeks and shaking his head in a horsey, lip-flapping snort, and then followed her up the steps, his Secretariat-sized erection pointing the way, leaving our laughter behind him. We settled back into the water, Allison and I intertwined, touching, teasing, her nipples and my cock hard and aroused as we listened to Karen come yet again. She stroked me underwater, touching my cock one moment, feather-light on my balls the next, and then her fingertip lightly caressing my anus and making my cock strain and flex. I did the same to her, touching all of her most erogenous points, those little spots I know so well, and as Karen cried out in the throes of her orgasm, Charlie deep inside of her, Allison came too, my fingers on her hard clit and her fist closing tightly on my cock as she did. At the far end of the tub Oscar and Irene were doing much the same thing that we were, and Keri and Don had apparently quietly completed their coupling and were now just kissing and talking softly, water up to their chins. I figured his deposit was probably leaking ...