1. The Double Date That Didn't End, Ch 8


    Date: 10/9/2014, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: KennethPierce, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    outrageously pornographic noises our significant others were making in the next room over. Eventually our hands got restless--me reaching up beneath her sweater to fondle those incredible tits, her rubbing a palm across my erection. Teasingly, she sat up on my lap and peeled off her sweater, revealing a rather ordinary beige bra supporting the two most extra-ordinary breasts I'd ever seen. I cupped and squeezed them, unable to resist. My hands flicked down her bra straps, reached for the thick cups-- "Ooh! I almost forgot!" she exclaimed, hopping off of me. "Wait right here!" She turned and walked out the door, unsnapping her bra as she went and letting it tumble to the floor. The sides of Tracy's luscious boobs bounced briefly into view before she disappeared out of sight and slipped into the bathroom. I groaned, impatient for her to return. I got up, pacing the room--until my eyes fell upon the black silk pajamas I'd worn earlier that afternoon. The ones that had gotten Tracy so adorably aroused when she'd brushed up against me. It was time for a quick change of clothes, I decided. Luckily for me, the exact same thought had crossed Tracy's mind. When I saw what she was wearing, my cock throbbed so hard it hurt. "You like it?" she asked innocently. Tracy had slipped into a pale blue nightie; a dainty, bell-shaped whiff of sheer mesh that draped like a veil over her ample curves and down past her hips--not quite covering the matching nylon panties she was wearing. The mesh ...
    material was so utterly transparent that I could see every exquisite detail of her unsupported breasts as they bounced swayed upon her return to the bed. A pair of teeny tiny ribbons--loosely knotted above her shoulders--were all that kept the whole ensemble from sliding down to a puddle at her feet. "My god..." I sighed, drinking in the erotic vision before me. Smiling, Tracy threw herself onto the mattress, the impact jiggling her bosom quite nicely. I couldn't control my eyes, which ran a marathon around her generous curves. "You look sexier right now than you've ever looked, in any of the countless thousands of fantasies I've had of you over the years." "Even better than I looked in the shower this evening, with my big, soapy tits wrapped around your cock?" I growled into another kiss. "Even better," I insisted. She seemed satisfied with my answer, and rewarded me by deliberately placing my hands atop her enormous bosom. I couldn't stop staring at that nightie: "You brought this with you?" I asked, suspicious. "Yeah..." "But you didn't even know Connor was coming up this week." Tracy blushed a deep crimson, and whispered, "I bought it for you." "For me?" She shrugged, self-conscious. "I didn't think anything was actually going to happen, I just wanted to see that look on your face again when I wore it." "What look?" " This look, silly," she laughed, pointing up at me. "The same look you gave me last Christmas when I popped out of that box and started dancing for you. The ...
«12...141516...1920»