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Glamour Shots, Chapter 16

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

still closed over my exhausted and emptied balls. Eventually she wriggled against me. I groaned. She said, “You’ve really outdone yourself tonight! How many is that now?” “Don’t know. Don’t care. Can’t think right now.” She laughed, causing her pussy to contract on me. “I think that was number four – pretty good for one night, stud!” Without doing a mental count I was pretty sure she was right…or at least close enough. “The night’s not over yet.” “Getting cocky now, are we?” “Hey, you know me and morning wood – it seems inevitable.” “But that will be morning, not night. Doesn’t count.” She started to pull away, to let me slip out of her, but I put my hand on her stomach and held her against me, still impaled on my slowly dwindling cock. “It’s all in less than a twelve hour time span, so it counts – you know, assuming it happens.” “We’ll see. Are you going to let me go? I need to go clean up a little; I feel like I’m soaking in your cum.” “In a minute. Wait ‘til I shrink enough that it slips out of you on its own. I’m not ready to leave just yet, I’m enjoying being in you.” “I want to go back to sleep!” “Go ahead, I’m not stopping you.” “After I clean up, I mean! I’m lying here in a huge wet spot, for your information. Want to trade places?” “Not even a little! You know the old saying, ‘A woman’s place is in the home’? I think a woman’s place is in the wet spot.” She elbowed me – hard – before wriggling out of my grip, my penis slipping free. “Chauvinist pig! You just ruined ... any chance you had of getting my help with your ‘morning wood’!” “Is that any way to talk to the stud that’s gotten you off… what, about eighty times tonight?” She scoffed. “Huh! I don’t even think you’ve made it to fifty yet!” We were both exaggerating; she was most likely somewhere in the high teens as far as orgasms, counting the party. Nothing to sneeze at, to be sure, but nowhere near fifty…or eighty! I envied her that ability; I had a dull ache low in my pelvis after a mere four shots. “Not even fifty? We must not be trying hard enough!” I tried to pull her back but she escaped and quickly rolled out of bed and headed for the bathroom, laughing. I watched her go before rolling to my other side, away from our wet spot, my back toward the bathroom door. Seconds later I felt something heavy, but soft, hit me in the back. Alli said, “Here! Just for being such a pig you can get up and spread those towels over the wet spots. You can help me change the sheets in the morning.” When I groaned, she said, “Just do it! Pull the covers back first and then spread those out.” I laughed as she closed the bathroom door, and then rolled out and followed orders. She had tossed me two large, fluffy, white bath towels, which I spread over the wet cum stains – and there were several, a couple of them quite large – on our bedding. I had gotten back in bed, facing the other way now, and several minutes later was just dozing off when I felt Allison join me. She snuggled up to my back, the two of ...