1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 16


    Date: 1/6/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: stormdog100, Rating: 27, Source: LushStories

    circulating through it can be as cold as her hands were! “Oh come here, you big baby! You’re supposed to apply cold to bring down swelling, and isn’t that the ultimate goal here?” “Not like that, thank you! If that’s the best you can do I may decide to go the DIY route after all.” She managed to snag me once again, only for a second or so, her fingers closing around my testicles. It felt like someone was putting ice cubes on me, and I suspect my balls probably retracted to about the middle of my chest cavity. “Great! Not gonna see my ‘nads again until about July – way to go!” She just laughed. “Go! Take a nice, hot shower; that should warm you back up.” I went back upstairs, stripped off my clothes, and climbed into the shower, still very hard. It seemed to be incredibly persistent, more so than I was used to experiencing; I figured it had to be due to the drug, the Cialis that Alli had given me the night before. I was in the midst of shampooing my hair when I felt a cool breeze and heard the shower door close, and then felt Alli’s cold hands on my hips. “Well hi there! I thought you already showered.” “Yeah, I did; I’m not here to shower, I’m here to help you shower.” I’ve showered thousands of times; I’ve pretty much mastered all of the intricacies of the task, but only a fool would object to her assistance, and my momma didn’t raise no fools! “Well good – you can do my back.” “Only your back?” “For starters.” She did, working up a lather with a generous dollop of body ...
    wash and sliding her hands over my soap-slick skin. It wasn’t better than sex, but it was pretty close. As she washed my lower back and then down onto my ass, her soapy hands parted my cheeks and tickled my asshole in passing, before then gently stroking the backside of my dangly bits. On the return trip she paused longer at my anus, tickling it with one finger before prodding more insistently. I groaned. “Mmm baby, don’t. I’m a little sore from all of that sex last night and this morning – not that I’m complaining!” She paused, concerned. “You’re sore? Where?” “Not a big deal, I just kind of ache a little, low down in there…prostate, I suppose, from all the pumping and straining. I’m not used to coming that many times in such a short span.” “Four times? Only four times and you’re sore? Pitiful!” She started to tease my anus again, pushing just the tip of her soapy finger into me. My cock strained with the sensation. “Hey, it was five times if you count the one before we left for the party! That’s five in what…about fourteen or fifteen hours or so? That’s a lot!” I waited for her snappy putdown, but she didn’t say anything. “So anyhow, I’m a little tender; I’m not sure that boldly going where no man has gone before – or ever will – is a good idea right now.” She laughed. “Your mouth says don’t, but your cock is like stone and you just spread your legs and bent forward, sticking your butt out at me! Hmmm, what’s a girl to believe?” “I just don’t…ohh!” She resolved the issue by ...
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