Glamour Shots, Chapter 14 - Sex Stories

Glamour Shots, Chapter 14

... had those photos done, would we have found ourselves here for all of this…you know, for the hot tub part and everything that led to?” Allison seemed to ponder on that for awhile before answering. “You know, in all honesty, probably not! I guess maybe I discovered my inner exhibitionist. I hadn’t thought about it that way, but I think I would still have been too scared and shy - or modest or whatever - if I hadn’t discovered how natural it seemed in the studio after those first few nervous moments.” “Yeah, I know those moments well; I got to enjoy them tonight.” She regarded me silently for several seconds; when she spoke her voice was soft. “You did, didn’t you? I’m sorry, baby; I guess that was very cruel of me to throw you into a group like that when you had already said you had reservations about it.” I shrugged. “I survived – and parts of it were very fun! Or, you know, very erotic… or both!” “Still, I should have been more sensitive to your feelings. How can I make it up to you?” I gave her my best lecherous grin. “I’ll start a list!” She giggled. “You do that. In the meanwhile, how about I start with this?” She pulled some slack into her seatbelt and wriggled around in the seat so that she was more or less facing me, her back against the passenger door. She turned on the map light on her side of the overhead console, and then unzipped her short jacket and pulled it open, revealing her breasts. For some reason, it didn’t surprise me to discover that her nipples were ...

... firmly erect! She wasn’t done; as I tried to look at her and the road at the same time, not wanting to miss anything she was doing but also not keen on killing anyone, including us, she put her left foot up on the center console, as far back as she could, her calf against the back of her seat, and her right foot on the dash above the center pod. In doing so she inadvertently bumped the radio screen, which switched us from classic rock to smooth jazz – as better befit the mood of the moment, in all honesty; not bad, for an accidental bump! I liked the spread-legs look, of course, it’s one of my favorites, but it wasn’t until she started to run her fingers slowly up the inside of her right thigh that I noticed that the crotch of her tights was saturated, a huge wet stain, roughly oval, probably six or seven inches front to back and at least three across! It made my heart go pitty-pat, and my cock gave a valiant, if ineffective, twitch. “Wow, you really are horny – so wet!” She laughed. “Well I am, of course, but this is mostly you.” She started to slowly stroke that darkly stained patch of fabric, her fingers touching herself through her tights. *********** As always, thanks for reading my story, and especially for your dedication and endurance in sticking to it all the way through Chapter 14! Once again I’ll ask you to please remember to vote and/or comment - and if that sounds like a pathetic plea for recognition and affirmation that’s because it probably is! The thing is, ...