Glamour Shots, Chapter 20 - Sex Stories

Glamour Shots, Chapter 20

She took another sip of her wine before I took it from her and set both glasses down, and then I slowly peeled her t-shirt over her head as she raised her arms obligingly, leaving her naked from the waist up. Her breasts were gorgeous, so very perfect, with her rose nipples erect and pointed just slightly upward, sexy and adorable. I tossed the soiled shirt on the floor near the laundry hamper and knelt to untie her once-white athletic shoes, pulling each one and each sock off as she braced a hand on my shoulder. She was left in just her torn and revealing jeans, patches of her soft skin showing through the many holes and the worn fabric molded tightly to her legs and ass, and through her crotch. I stepped back and looked at her. “God, you look so sexy!” She laughed. “Only you would think so! I feel dirty and smelly and sweaty.” She was wrong; any guy would have thought so, and counted his blessings to be so near her. “We can fix that – let’s get you out of those pants.” “That seems to be a recurring theme with you.” “It’s always a worthy goal.” I knelt again and unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, and then carefully tugged them down, trying not to rip them any more than they already were; I loved the way she looked in them, and didn’t want to give her any more reason to throw them away. Again she braced herself on my shoulder as she stepped out of her pants. She was left in nothing but a small pair of bikini panties, red satin, and she looked magnificent. She looked around ...

... the room again. “What smells so good?” “Probably the candles. You like it?” I was stroking her legs as we talked, letting my fingers gently explore her. “Oh yes! Very sexy, very…seductive.” I smiled. “Good, I’m glad; it’s called ‘Making Her Wet’, a new scent.” She laughed. “It works!” “Good to know, I was hoping it would.” I sat back on my heels and just admired her, taut and sleek in her little red panties. She looked so beautiful it made my chest ache. “My god, you’re just magnificent!” “Oh, David! I’m dirty and smelly and just don’t feel real attractive right now! Can I at least get cleaned up a little first?” I smiled at her. “Of course – but you’re still magnificent.” She returned my smile. “Thank you. Are you going to help me with my panties too?” “You know I am. Come here.” I straightened, remaining on my knees but otherwise upright, and when she came to me I gently turned her around so that her back was to me. I slid my hands around her, and up just a bit until I was cupping her breasts, her nipples rigid against my fingertips, and leaned forward, into her. This put my face at about the middle of her back, just below her shoulder blades, so that’s where I started kissing her. I trailed soft little butterfly kisses across her back, and then slowly down her spine. Slowly and reluctantly, I released her breasts and slid my hands lower, running my fingers down her ribs as I did so, and I felt her shiver with budding arousal. She smelled of Alli, of all of her wonderful ...