Glamour Shots, Chapter 23 - Sex Stories

Glamour Shots, Chapter 23

... and pulled her into the hall, turning on the overhead light as we passed the switch. I stopped her in front of the mirror at the end of the hall. “Look… and now you tell me if I’m not right.” Still holding the hem of her dress up, she stared at herself for a moment before giggling. “It does sort of, doesn’t it?” “What I’m sayin’.” She laughed again. “That’s awful. Maybe I should just shave off that last little bit.” “Don’t you dare!” I put my arms around her from behind and pulled her to me, grinding my hard cock against her ass. “You like it? I think it looks silly.” She continued to gaze at her own pussy. “Not at all, and I love it; think about it – if you were going to choose any form of punctuation to describe your pussy, what could it be but an exclamation mark? It’s perfect! Definitely the one I’d have chosen.” She wriggled back against me, rubbing herself on my hardness before reaching up one very cold hand to press to my cheek and neck. “You’re sweet – crazy, but sweet.” “Mmm, your hands are cold; that cold water, I guess. But no, I’m serious! I mean, early on when you were such a complete mystery to me I might have chosen a question mark, but now? Now it’s definitely something that means excitement. It’s perfect – I wouldn’t touch a hair.” She giggled again. “Tacky, my love – and I was very much hoping you would touch a hair. As a matter of fact, I was sort of counting on you taking it out for a little test drive, because - as you were so kind as to point out - I’m ...

... a very horny girl.” I pulled her tightly against me, this time briefly cupping her breasts before letting my hand slowly journey down to her newly-smooth sex. The feel of her warm heat and her soft, smooth pussy made my heart race and my cock throb. I toyed momentarily with her tiny landing strip before my finger found the decimal under her exclamation point, and she gasped. “Ohhh, yes, that’s exactly what I had in mind… for starters, anyway. Does it feel different?” I laughed softly as I kissed her neck and nuzzled her ear. “Oh yes, very much so. I mean, here…” I slid my middle finger through her slick, wet groove, slightly entering her, “there it feels like you, just the same. But here, along the sides…” I slid my index and ring finger over her smooth lips, bracketing her cleft as my middle finger again slid in her slipperiness, “There, on either side, it feels very different. So very smooth and slippery, so wet. I’m going to need to kiss this smooth little pussy, you know that, right?” “Mmm, yes, I was pretty much counting on that too. Should we go to bed for a little while before I get dinner together?” Her hips were moving, rubbing herself on my finger while grinding her ass against my stiff cock. I pushed my finger into her, and she thrust her hips forward to meet it, taking me deeper as her pussy gripped my wet finger, tightly squeezing. “That sounds like a wonderful idea! Satisfy one appetite while working up another.” She twisted from my embrace, pulling my hand away ...