1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 12


    Date: 11/6/2014, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: stormdog100, Rating: 20, Source: LushStories

    pretense that her boobs were anything other than a fairly recent remodel. All five of the other women, including my wife, seemed to want to hear the answers, and some of the nascent play came to a halt while they listened. Karen – playing hostess to Charlie’s host, and apparently the resident expert on breast implants by virtue of owning a pair – removed her hand from my leg and sat up straight while she discussed her breasts and her surgery, exposing her perfect boobs and using them as examples, occasionally touching or squeezing one or both to emphasize a point. That part had the men’s attention as well! It turns out that the small, pink surgical scars were beneath her breasts where, although her “bolt-ons” sagged very little, there was just enough of a crease to keep the minimal scars hidden. The whole lesson was fascinating, especially the way our female partners seemed to be utterly absorbed by it, and a few of the man exchanged glances, wondering, perhaps, why our significant others were so engrossed. In the end it was my own significant other that really got the ball rolling when she asked a simple question: “What do they feel like – do they feel, you know…real?” Karen looked at Alli, leaning forward to see around me. “I don’t know. I think they do – but why don’t you tell me?” She had one eyebrow arched in challenge as she bit her lower lip, a small, playful smile on her face. Allison sat up straight from her reclined position. “What? Me?” Karen’s smile broadened. ...
    “Sure! You’re the one that wants to know – how else are you going to find out except by feeling them for yourself?” She slid forward and then knee-walked across the bottom of the tub past me to cover the short distance to Alli’s side. Her position put the bottom of her breasts just at the surface of the water. “Go ahead, I don’t mind. Feel them, and then tell me what you think.” Alli sat up and swung her feet down to the floor of the tub. “Oh, I don’t know! That’s kind of weird, isn’t it?” She was facing Karen, less than a foot between them. Karen laughed. “No, not really – I get this question a lot. Here…” She reached out and grabbed Alli’s wrists and brought my wife’s hands up to her breasts. “Go ahead, feel them; it’s okay – I don’t mind.” I stared – everyone stared - as Alli touched Karen’s boobs, tentatively at first, just sort of pushing on the sides with her fingertips, blushing furiously all the while. Karen giggled. “No, not like that! I guess I should have asked one of the guys to show you how to squeeze a tit, huh? Here, like this!” She put her hands over Alli’s and pulled them up onto her big tits and then squeezed, Alli’s hands trapped between her hands and her breasts as she pressed them into herself. “There, like that! Now you do it!” Allison seemed to get the hang of it, squeezing and gently mashing the other girl’s much larger breasts – which appeared to me to be quite firm, something I could also say for a particular portion of my own anatomy at the moment! ...
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