1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 12


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

    concerned me! Horseplay was one thing, but that was another level entirely! Irene seemed to go with it very willingly, however, and Oscar voiced no objection. As for Michael’s attempt to recruit Alli into the game, she finally caved, capitulating to the peer pressure just as Marci had mere moments before. She stood in front of him obediently, still laughing, waiting for him to touch her breasts; maybe it was just me, but her nipples didn’t seem all that reluctant! Michael had other ideas regarding the best approach to the task, however, and he stood, taking Alli by the shoulders and turning her around before pulling her back against him and bringing his arms around her, and his hands up her ribs to engulf her breasts from below – which also happens to be my favorite way to hold and play with her! The difference was that she looked tiny and pale against him as he loomed over her, and that his enormous hands, which looked about the size of baseball mitts against her slender figure, really did engulf her breasts! What is a couple of nice handfuls of female boob for me simply disappeared under his big paws, and I saw a look that I found to be impossible to interpret cross Allison’s face as she looked down at his big, dark hands on her chest. I had no trouble, however, interpreting the look on her face when she looked up at me a moment later, and our eyes met; that look was partly one of surprise, and maybe a little bit of shock or panic, but mostly it was a look of pure, ...
    unadulterated lust and arousal! I was bowled over by it, astounded that the mere act of Michael grasping her breasts could have such a profound – and sudden – effect on her! Her eyes were wide with shock but heavy-lidded and smoky with arousal, her lips were slightly parted, no longer laughing. I saw her shuddering, aroused intake of breath as she stared into my eyes; I could see the hunger there, the arousal, in the depths of her sparkling, smoky eyes. It suddenly dawned on me that it wasn’t his hands on her breasts that were the source of her arousal – or not entirely, in any event. No, it was the fact that she was pressed against him, the massively ridged muscles of his stomach and chest against her naked back, his powerful arms around her, and the thick, heavy shaft of his huge cock pressed snugly into the valley of her small, round, perfect ass! My wife was practically creaming herself, right in front of me, because this huge, sculpted, perfect example of uber-masculinity, with the biggest cock she’d ever seen – or felt, now - was pressed all hot and heavy against her bare back and butt…and she was unquestionably very aware of each and every place that their bodies touched, sending electric currents through her! I think that moment, when our eyes met, marked a paradigm shift for me and Allison, a moment when we both realized that this had stopped being just a little innocent fun with friends and had become something more, a portent of something much more significant, something ...
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