Glamour Shots, Chapter 13 - Sex Stories

Glamour Shots, Chapter 13

... out of her satiated pussy into the swirling water – assuming he had come inside of her – but for some reason that thought no longer bothered me very much. Right next to us Charlie started to make all of the telltale sounds of imminent orgasm, and we both stared as he grabbed Karen’s hips and held her tightly against his groin, his back arching as he kept his cock jammed deeply inside of her, groaning with the intensity of his climax. She rocked and flexed her hips as she thrust back against him, enjoying the sensation of his cock swelling and spurting deep in her pussy, using her tight grip to milk him dry, climaxing even as his orgasm began to taper off – all-in-all a better performance than any porn film I’d ever seen, even if it didn’t have all the graphic close-ups! The fact that it was live, with all of the sights, sounds, and scents, made it very intense, and I found myself – and my wife - once again quivering with arousal. As he held himself inside of her, letting them both enjoy the afterglow as his erection faded, Oscar and Irene told us all goodnight, and that they were heading home, and then climbed out of the tub and headed for the stairs - for me the icebreakers that I’d hoped Michael and Marci were earlier, giving me permission to leave without being the first. When I whispered that suggestion to Alli a moment later, she said, “Okay, fine – in a few minutes.” That was probably best – we didn’t want to seem like we were chasing them up the steps in our eagerness ...

... to go – and it paid dividends for me a moment later when Charlie slowly slid his big, semi-erect and cum-slathered cock out of Karen’s body and I watched a small gush of his semen follow him out and drip into the water. Damn, I do love that sight! When she turned around and perched on the edge of the tub, legs widespread, it got even better! She apparently liked that sight too, because she leaned forward to look down at her used sex as another trickle of pearly white slowly oozed out, and, helpless to stop, I stared as well, craning my neck to see. I didn’t want to stare at her like that - actually I did, but what I didn’t want was for her to catch me staring at her like that – but I couldn’t seem to tear my eyes away, and when she looked up and caught me she just smiled. Charlie settled back into the water and leaned back with a heavy sigh, his eyes closed in bliss. Karen looked at me looking at her, and her little grin turned wicked. “Dave, you bad boy! Do you like looking at my messy pussy?” I think I blushed from head to toe as Allison laughed. “No, he loves it! That’s one of his favorite sights on earth, I think. He’s such a kinky horndog sometimes!” I shrugged, still blushing. “I can’t deny it, I do enjoy that.” Karen laughed. “It’s okay, you know – look to your hearts content. I am sort of used to men looking at me, after all!” That was true, I realized; I had forgotten, for the moment, what she did for a living, which must just about remove all inhibitions. I watched ...