1. Dirty Little Secrets 2: One Step Leads To Another


    Date: 9/3/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    inner thighs. “Touch me there!” I breathe. “Kiss me there!” I smile at the camera, seeing the face of a wanton, brothel-worthy hussy. I move a hand, placing a finger on the red fabric where it covers my labia. “Kiss me there!” I say. Mark’s outside. A few yards away, watching, is someone who would do exactly as I say, if I really wanted him to. For now I must concentrate on the recording. And concentrate on not getting so carried away that I really do end up cheating on John. My hands end up on my breasts again, squeezing hard as I look at myself, at the patch of damp that slowly darkens the red of my panties. “Kiss me!” I urge. “Kiss me wherever you like!” I pinch my nipples and feel urgent need sprint down my body. My hands move to my thighs, pointing to where nylon gives way to flesh. “Touch me there! Kiss me there!” I imagine Mark, climbing in through the window, swollen cock in hand, and realise that restraint is vanishing fast. I grab hold of the knickers and pull, so that the fabric ends up between my labia. Puffy pussy lips for my secret admirer to look at, with the added bonus that John loves this kind of thing. I pull on the panties and place a finger on the flesh that spills out over them. “Kiss me there!” I urge. “Kiss me right there!” My hands move back up my body to fondle my breasts, but by now I’m lost. “Touch me, kiss me!” I breathe. “Kiss me all over! Kiss my breasts, my arms, my neck, my thighs.” I move a hand back down, once again touching my pussy lips. ...
    “Kiss me right there!” I say, staring into the camera, lust dripping from my eyes. “I want you so bad,” I say, wishing I dared look at the window. “I can’t wait any longer! I want you to fuck me, M… My love!” I almost gave myself away there. I need to focus, but I can hardly think. It’s but one step to the bed. I lay on my back, adjusting the screen with my feet. I spread my legs, pulling the panties to one side, offering a full view. John will like it that I’ve left all the clothes on, but it’s Mark I’m thinking of as I point to my labia and breathe, “Kiss me there!” Juices are dribbling out of me as I grab hold of the dildo. I draw the head against my labia a couple of times. “I want it so bad,” I moan. “I want you to fill me with your big hard cock!” And then I’m filling myself with the dildo. This is not a time to be gentle with myself. I push hard, work the dildo swiftly inside myself. It stretches me as I plunge it into my depths, which is just the way I like it. I push harder, faster. “Fuck me!” I moan. “Fuck me!” Those two words seem to be the only ones left as I ram the fake cock into myself, hearing my juices as my pussy sucks the dildo into itself, feeling them ooze out of me onto the bed sheets. “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” Pitch and volume increase along with my arousal, along with the production of secretion. “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” My body’s moving, but I don’t see it, and I don’t care. My eyes are closed. I have to, so that I don’t look ...