1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 4


    Date: 7/22/2016, Categories: Wife / MILF, Author: Stormdog, Source: LushStories

    I’d gotten up at that point, that day, standing on shaky legs just long enough to strip off all my clothes and drop them in a heap on the floor before lying down next to her again. She was still on her stomach, facing my direction, her body limp and relaxed; my cock was in the same condition, temporarily out of service. I knew she had come numerous times – three before I got there, and several more times since - but I also knew she had not had one of those “Oh my God!” moments; not with me, since I’d gotten home, in any event. I also realized that she’d been extremely, incredibly aroused for some reason, and that one of those “Oh my God!” moments was what she’d been reaching desperately for – and that I’d come too quickly. I got up on one elbow and leaned over her, softly stroking her hair and her neck, tracing my fingertips around her lips and her pert little nose, circling her closed eyes, moving her damp, dark hair off her forehead and gently stroking her cheek and then her ear. I leaned down and kissed her neck, nuzzling her, breathing gently into her ear before nibbling at it. I moved on, stroking her shoulders, running my fingertips down the valley of her spine as I traced her, drawing an invisible line across her back, out along her ribs to the bulging side of her breast. Lightly, lightly, just touching and stroking, more than a tickle, but less than a massage, I wanted just the very surface of her smooth skin to sense my touch. I traced my way back up the arch of her ...
    ribs to her spine, and then across to the exposed side of her other breast, and then back. I continued slowly down her spine, feathering my touch until I got to the top of the cleft of her ass, at which point I allowed all four fingertips to drag across the roundness of her bottom, first her right side, and then her left, from the upper curve and down to the lower curve of her sweet little butt on each cheek before returning to the center, at the base of her spine. From there I slowly dragged my fingers down her perfect cleft before tracing the underside curve, where her buttocks met her thighs. When I did this she moaned slightly and raised her pelvis off the bed a couple of inches, thrusting her dripping sex up and tempting me to touch. I resisted the temptation. Instead I continued lower, stroking the back of her thighs near the top, letting my fingers drift to the inside of each, to that sensitive, wonderful area that I know is one of her most vital erogenous zones. When I touched that area, that trigger point, her legs parted slightly and her bottom raised fractionally higher. As I teased, she whispered “You’re tickling me.” “Do you want me to stop?” “No, don’t you dare!” I chuckled. “I sorta thought you might say that.” I continued lower, past her knees, touching, worshipping, and down to her feet, where I gripped each one firmly, first one and then the other, and massaged her arches and Achilles area with firm pressure; while it might have been fun to tickle her feet, ...
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