1. Dirty Little Secrets 5: Evaporating Inhibitions


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    mugs on a tray. “Milk, no sugar, right?” I love it that he’s noticed. I also love the way he looks at me, as if he can’t get enough of my body, which is no doubt the case. “Why don’t you get some of those clothes off?” I say. “And sit down beside me.” Mark grins. He’s not so insecure any longer. In one way that’s a pity, but insecurity can’t last, and increasing confidence will bring other benefits. He strips down to his boxers and sits next to me, one hand on my thigh. It’s almost dark outside. We sit sipping our tea and watching the videos from this evening. Seeing myself on the bench, my face contorting as the dildo rotates and vibrates, concealed by my dress, I’m slightly shocked to think that I dared. John will love it, no doubt about it. He was rapturous about the video where I sat on the sybian he bought me, fully clothed, and I’m sure this risky outdoors video will elicit the same response. It will feed into this idea he has of maybe letting other men see me. This is why he bought the camcorder, after all. I’m also relieved that the video is as good as it is, because it shows that I haven’t lost my touch. There’s a terrible irony in all of this. The videos I began making in the hope that it would prevent John straying when he’s abroad, have been instrumental in me now cheating on my husband. I had a vague idea of him seeking solace with some floozy he picked up in a bar, or worse, paid for in some establishment. And now look at me! What have I become? A wanton hussy ...
    with a young lover by my side, barely able to contain myself. I reach out. My hand encounters Mark’s erect cock, for the moment contained within his boxers. He’s raring to go again. I give a little squeeze, and he squeezes my thigh in return. But here’s the dirtiest little secret of all. These videos I make for John, they’re starting to feel like a distraction, like something I have to do, but which I can’t wait to get out of the way so I can get down to what I really want, which is to have Mark. I can’t stop doing them. John would wonder why, and I don’t want to arouse his suspicions. But I’m afraid that my performances will become perfunctory, and that that in turn might make John start to wonder. Oh dear, this isn’t coming out right. I do love performing for John. I love the responses I get, the way it always keeps him hungry for my body when he comes home. But with Mark there… I need Mark there to get me really worked up, but when he’s there all I want is him. I don’t know if this makes any sense to you at all. I feel terribly conflicted. I’ve found out that I’m the kind of woman I could never imagine myself being. Every new step is a step into uncharted territory. Every moment I’m with my young lover awakens desires I never knew I had. We sit side by side, watching as I climax on the screen, the car that appeared not even visible behind my own. Perhaps the people in it didn’t see anything after all, which is a relief. It doesn’t matter either way; John will love what he ...
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