Glamour Shots, Chapter 14 - Sex Stories

Glamour Shots, Chapter 14

... for a moment. She went to him then, throwing her arms around him, and as they hugged he slid his hands down and cupped her ass, his hands almost totally covering her tight little butt, his fingers curling under, into the crease at the tops of her thighs…and into the space between. As he squeezed her ass he lifted slightly, and she jumped and threw her legs around his waist, laughing; he didn’t even grunt, or stumble, or seem to strain or have any need to re-balance himself, he simply assumed the additional hundred and fifteen pounds and held her as though she weighed no more than a small child, his big mitts still under her ass and his huge cock dangling heavily below! Her bare chest was pressed tightly to his as they kissed, as Marci and I had, but differently; less chaste, more…I don’t know, but more something! Could have been passion maybe, or abandon, or just openness and friendship. Whatever it was it was a real kiss, not a peck, and I hurt all over again - even though I knew it was just two friends, sharing a kiss. Probably Marci and I would have kissed much like that as well, if not for the uncomfortable awkwardness of seeing each other next in the office, on Monday morning. Our awareness of that work relationship had held us back – or at least that’s the thought I’ve chosen to go with. He lowered her to the floor slowly, and as her feet touched she turned away, still grinning, and started to zip up her jacket. She looked up at me for a second as she came toward me, ...

... and then paused before suddenly turning back toward Michael. She stepped quickly to him, and without another sound, reached out and grabbed his huge balls, cupping them in one hand, and then gripped his thick cock in the other, lifting it up. She bent forward as she used her fingers around his girth to slide his slippery foreskin back, fully uncovering his glistening glans, and then took the plum-sized head of his penis – and an inch or so of thick shaft and the aforementioned soft, fleshy foreskin as well – into her mouth! Michael looked stunned – as stunned as I felt, the expression on his face like someone had just clouted him in the forehead with a two by four! I glanced at Marci, whose mouth was hanging open almost as far as Alli had opened hers to engulf Michael’s penis, and I realized that I probably had a similar expression on my own face! Allison didn’t keep him in her mouth long, just a few seconds that seemed like an eternity, swirling her tongue on him and bobbing her head slightly a time or two, but then as she began to let him slide out of her warm, wet embrace she used her lips and a slight suction of her mouth to slowly pull his soft, limp foreskin back over the head of him, so that when he slipped free he was once again fully hooded. We were all shocked, not least of all Michael, who looked at her with a look of bewilderment – tinged with arousal – on his face. “Uhhh, Allison, damn! What, uh…what the hell..?” Marci – not surprisingly – was the first to really ...