1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 10


    Date: 10/12/2014, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: stormdog100, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

    enough.” She took my hand and we started to part from the small group currently caught in our eddy, but Marci stopped us. “Do you guys know about Charlie, Oscar, and Irene, by the way?” I looked at her. “Know what?” I knew that Oscar was a property manager – brilliant with numbers and details - that worked in Charlie’s side of the business, making Charlie his boss for all intents and purposes; I knew that he seemed to be a really nice, normal guy that I’d had a few short exchanges with from time to time, and that Irene was his very curvaceous and attractive wife, whom I’d also met and liked. Beyond that I knew very little about them. She laughed. “Obviously, you don’t! Never mind, I’ll fill you in later; juicy gossip, the best part being that it’s all true. Have fun, and we’ll catch up to you after while.” We wandered over to get refills on our beer and then started moving around, stopping here and there in the other various other little eddies around Charlie’s huge home to chat with friends and co-workers. There were a lot of great costumes, and on more than one occasion we had to try to figure out who was behind the mask or makeup. Before too long we did manage to bump into Oscar and Irene, and Marci was right – their costume was both clever and hilarious! In reference to her question about whether we had seen “the big dick”, that’s what Oscar was! He was dressed as a giant penis, a hole for his face right about where the frenulum would normally be and the rosy-pink head ...
    of the penis forming a hat – which made him about Michael’s height all-told, rather than his usual five-foot ten or so, a few inches shorter than me. The funniest part was that Irene was his balls, her costume a very convincing giant scrotum which, when she stood right in front of him as she was when we walked up, made them quite anatomically correct, albeit in a very exaggerated way! Oscar is somewhat heavy-set – not fat, just carrying a few extra pounds on his large frame, probably about two thirty-five or thereabouts - which made him a big, thick penis. Irene is short, not over five-three, and has one of those short, buxom, athletic type figures, like that bouncy, stocky, curvaceous little cheerleader we all knew in high school. My guess is that she’s probably around a hundred and forty pounds, maybe one-fifty, but firm and athletic. As a very full scrotum – with her head sticking out the top - she was a bit large, but the twin lobes of the costume representing each testicle swelled out nicely over her breasts. Together and proportionately they appeared to belong to a giant with big balls and a short, thick cock, if looked at in that manner! We were laughing as we walked up to them, a response I’m sure they were accustomed to by now. Alli gave Oscar a hug. “Now here’s a big dick I can wrap my arms around!” Her comment surprised me; it was very bold for Alli – much more Marci-like, actually - but I chalked it up to the alcohol she’d consumed and her party attitude. Oscar and ...
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