Glamour Shots, Chapter 15 - Sex Stories

Glamour Shots, Chapter 15

... of her inner labia and down the other, and then back up and across the little hood at the top, where the tip of her clit peered out at me. “…and right here at the top point of the ‘V’ is this little button.” I touched it, lightly, and she gasped. “But I’m getting ahead of myself! We’re not there yet. We’re still admiring the rest.” “God, Davey! Don’t be mean!” I laughed. “I’m not! You asked why I liked looking at you, so I’m telling you. You wanted to know, right?” “Just get on with it!” I laughed again. “Impatient little wench! Ask a question, but you won’t sit still to hear the answer!” “Davey! Nobody could sit still with you doing this to them!” I chuckled, and picked up where I’d left off. “Okay, let’s see, I was telling you about…oh yeah!” I resumed tracing, up and down her inner lips, ending at the bottom, open end of the ‘V’, where her slick tunnel was a small, open, slightly elongated dot. “And then, right here, we have this hidden treasure, this tiny little opening…” I touched and traced around it, letting just the very tip of my finger part her lips and touch inside of her. “…which, incredibly, even though it looks so small and unassuming, is somehow able to accommodate even something as enormous as my huge, raging, rock-hard manhood.” She giggled, and I frowned at her. “We’ll have no kibitzing from the audience, please!” She laughed again. “I was just wondering if your huge, enormous manhood was actually raging and rock-hard yet.” She stretched her arm out and ...

... found me. “Nope, not raging yet. Getting there, though!” “Yes, well…where was I? Oh right, that tiny opening!” I stroked and teased, tracing slowly around the opening of her vagina, which was so very wet, and so very slippery, and so very warm. My mouth watered and electric tingles – aided by her fondling fingers – crackled through my groin. “Like I was saying, this small, subtle little opening, that looks like no big deal, but if one were to explore a little further…” I slowly slid my middle finger all the way into her, as deep as I could, until my knuckles pressed against her body. She gasped and her hips pushed up, taking me inside of her, welcoming my invasion. “…if one explores a little further, one might find this tight, hot, incredibly slick and welcoming little hideaway, a small, secret cave full of molten lava, a grasping, slippery, wondrous, and oh so enticing place!” I concentrated on touching her for a few seconds, enjoying watching and feeling her reactions. “And here endeth today’s guided tour of a very lovely – and horny - little pussy!” Oddly, she didn’t ask for the tour to continue. “Mmmm, that feels so good!” I bent my finger, stroking the front of her tunnel, and she moaned softly. “Mmmm, Davey! God, you’re so damn good at this!” “You taught me everything I know, my dear.” She gasped again as I stroked her inner wall. “Oohhh! Okay then – I’m so damn good at this!” I smiled. “Well, that’s certainly true.” I wriggled my finger, eliciting another moan. “G-spot?” ...