1. Dirty Little Secrets 1: Performing For Two


    Date: 8/25/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 0, Source: LushStories

    do battle while I groan and gasp. Bit by bit the monster toy edges further into me. Finally there’s a little bit of give. I splash some more lube down there before looking at the screen. What I see almost scares me. I have absolutely never been this stretched out by anything in my life. But damn, I look good with that thing inside me. I move a little, so that I’m not quite facing the camera straight on. My husband’s not to know, but I’m hoping this will give Algernon a better view. I want him to have a good view of my slimy, juicy, lubed, stretched out cunt. Yes, C-U-N-T, cunt! I move the dildo back and forth and my head almost explodes. “Fuuuuuuck!” I gasp. But I can’t stop. I fuck myself with that monster, seeing how it stretches my oily cunt, and I just keep crying out, “Fuuuuuuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuuuuck! Fuuuuuuuuuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I move it faster and harder. It feels like I’m tearing myself apart, but I can’t stop. It’s the most terrible sensation I’ve ever felt, and the most wonderful. “Fuuuuuuu-uuuuuuck!” I wail. And then I’m gasping and moaning and groaning and wailing and screaming and practically dying, or so it feels. On and on I go, fucking, fucking, fucking myself with that monster, staring at my gorgeous, stretched out cunt where it’s displayed in full screen deliciousness. If this doesn’t stop John from straying, nothing will. Still staring at the screen, I spy movement out of the corner of my eye. I scream in fright as I see a ...
    figure, standing just inside the French windows dressed in sweats and a hoodie, with the hood tied so tight round his head, all I can see are his piercing eyes. Instinctively I understand in a flash that the thuggish looking man standing in my living room is Algernon – except that he doesn’t look like an Algernon. But I can’t have John realising that I’ve just screamed in fright. So I scream again, a glass-shattering scream, followed by, “Fuuuuuuck! I’m a horny bitch! Fuuuuuuck! I’m a horny slut! Yes! Yes! Yes!” The young man still looks a little frightening, but now that I understand it’s Algernon, my only worry is that he will want to fuck me, and that I will yield. He has his cock out, of course he does, and he’s wanking it the way I always ask him to. I can’t keep my eyes off him, but I try not to make it obvious that I’m looking at him, for John’s sake. “Do you like watching this horny bitch fuck herself?” I manage to gasp. “Wank your hard fucking cock! See me stretch my cunt out! Do you like that?” Algernon gives a curt nod. Having him there, being able to see him is miles better than any of the other times, when I’ve known he’s there but have had to imagine him. Okay, I would never have imagined this thug, but I’m too far gone to care. “Fuck! Fuck Fuck!” I breathe, stuffing myself with that fat toy, watching as Algernon beats his meat watching me. I can feel myself tighten, though how that’s even possible with this monster inside me, I don’t know. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I gasp. ...