1. Dirty Little Secrets 4: First Time


    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    too. But I’m gripped by a sudden thought. Completely entranced by the situation, I’ve completely forgotten about protection - not that I carry rubbers about in my work suit anyway. On the other hand, I can't possibly have anything nasty to pass on, and Catherine doesn’t seem the type to sleep around, but there’s the other kind of protection… I pull out. As if she can read my mind, Catherine gasps, “It’s alright. I’m on birth control.” But before I have time to penetrate her again, her whole body’s shaking as she’s crying out. I stand there watching, feeling a little bit stupid, but Catherine just smiles at me as she relaxes. I stand there looking at her with my big throbbing cock. “That was lovely she breathes. I’ve wanted to feel you inside me for so long.” Even at this stage, this is something I can scarcely believe. Catherine would be the first who’s ever wanted that. Trish, Emily, Anna, Alison; everyone I’ve ever had a crush on, no-one has wanted to feel me inside them. “I still do,” Catherine goes on, winking at me. “But there’ll be plenty of time for that. If there’s something else you’d like right now, I mean?” I wish she wouldn’t keep throwing the ball into my court. I have so little experience, and every time she asks, my mind goes blank. I’m amazed to see her fingers return to her pussy, toying idly. Not wanting to appear selfish, I crouch down and move my head in between her thighs. Having performed on her once with a certain degree of success, I feel more ...
    confident now. Catherine giggles as I slide my tongue between her folds. “You are a find, aren’t you?” she says. “You’d rather lick me than fuck me or even get me to suck your cock again.” Having no experience, I’ve never had the opportunity to work out preferences, but I’m not going to contradict her. “I love the way you taste,” I murmur, feeling as if I’ve done something right when Catherine gives a sudden moan. I lash out with my tongue and Catherine’s body heaves. “Aaaaah! Stick your fingers inside me!” she urges. Disbelief still raging in my head, I’ll do anything she says. I stick two fingers inside her, feeling the damp and marvelling at how wet she still is. I work my tongue as fast as I can. “You can get another one in there!” Catherine breathes. “The more the merrier!” This is way beyond anything I’ve ever imagined. I add a third finger, digging into her as I continue lapping at her. She squelches as I twist my hand and my fingers. I adore sitting between her thighs like this. The taste, the smell is amazing. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” Catherine cries. I’m clearly doing something right, so when I feel her hand on my forehead, pushing me away, I know it’s not because this is disagreeable to her. I stare at her pussy, and at the juices that have leaked out. Catherine pushes three fingers inside herself. I try to see exactly what she’s doing, but I’m still in a daze. All I know is that Catherine is moaning loudly and that when she brings her fingers out, there’s a little squirt, and ...