Glamour Shots, Chapter 14 - Sex Stories

Glamour Shots, Chapter 14

... my cock tightly into her groove with her right hand as she rubbed herself on it, getting off. That was too much for me, and I became the last tiny waterfall in that cascade as I began to come too. Allison, feeling the first squirt of my hot cum over her fingers, pushed my cock up and into her opening, and I entered her suddenly, forcing her open and sliding in. She was incredibly hot, amazingly tight, but so very sopping wet that I slid into her easily, still gushing extra lube in case it was needed. I didn’t go deep – I couldn’t, in that awkward position, and she gasped as she kept her fingers pressed to the underside of my cock as I came, holding me there and preventing me from slipping out of her. The two or three inches I had inside of her seemed to be enough for both of us, and she moaned quietly and tensed, coming powerfully as I continued to spurt my cum into her. We were trying very hard to be quiet, but a few soft moans, gasps, and grunts were about the best we could manage; fortunately the two of them, making no effort to be quiet, drowned us out, and they did not seem to be at all aware of our presence. My cock still inside of her, still pumping, but probably with little or no productivity by then, we stood there on quivering legs and stared as Michael slowly lowered himself into her, pinning her on the full length of his massive cock and forcing a gush of white semen out around the tight, pink gasket of her opening. She moaned happily in the final moments of her ...

... orgasm as his cum trickled slowly down her ass, beneath the heavy, dangling sack of balls from which it came…at least in part. My knees almost buckled at the sensation of my hyper-sensitive cock slipping out of Alli’s tight heat, and I stepped backwards to catch my balance, pulling her with me. We backed away from the door, slowly and quietly, and I felt a blob of cum drip from my still-hard cock and land on my foot. Finally far enough away from the open door to be able to talk quietly, we both leaned back against the wall, gasping and panting as we tried to catch our breath. I was first to recover enough to speak. “You know, I read somewhere that it’s not that common for couples to have mutual climaxes during sex, that it’s mostly hype and the stuff of fiction; if that’s true for couples, how often do you suppose four people having sex all have simultaneous orgasms?” She laughed softly. “Only you would think of something like that at a time like this! God, that was so intense! It was wet and sticky and naughty and dirty, but so beautiful – don’t you think so?” I nodded. “Yeah, it really was – and it felt good too!” She poked me in the ribs. “I meant them, you turkey!” I laughed. “I know. And yes it was pretty special; there was a lot of silent communication going on between them, you could tell that they really know and love each other. Are we that good at it?” “Oh, absolutely! You always seem to know exactly what I want – and I feel like I push your buttons pretty good too.” ...