1. Dirty Little Secrets 5: Evaporating Inhibitions


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

    sees. I’m glad the clip is as good as it is, not in the least bit perfunctory. I’ve pulled it off. I feel almost proud of myself. But how can I feel proud of myself when next I see myself, a married woman, with my young lover, who happens to be sitting next to me? We watch together as he fingers and tongues me, as I take his cock in my mouth and his seed between my breasts; seed which is still there, clinging to me in its congealed state. “Wow!” Mark says when it’s over. We haven’t spoken for as long as the clips have played. They weren’t entirely successful either – too unfocused where we were too turned on to concentrate on the camera. But I know what he means. “I wish I had a copy,” Mark says. I like it that he leaves it at that; that he doesn’t ask or pressure or cajole. At the same time, I know that I shouldn’t let him have his own copy. Sending videos to my husband is one thing, but Mark is still an unknown quantity. Can I trust him? He seemed very concerned about discretion in connection with the photo I sent to his phone. I smile at him. “Let me think about that while I sit on your face,” I tell him. His eyes brighten. “How do you want me?” “Get down on the floor and tilt your head back on the sofa.” I don’t know how comfortable that will be for Mark, or even if it’s the most efficient position, but it’s what I think of on the spur of the moment. As Mark slides off the settee and tilts his head back onto the upholstery, I get the camcorder and tripod positioned. I ...
    feel an urgent need for everything to be documented, every little sordid action. After watching the earlier clips and having Mark’s hand on my thigh, I’m as wet as I’ve ever been. I kneel on the settee and lower myself, feeling the young man’s tongue on my labia. It eases its way in between my folds. I make sure to hover just above his face, not wanting to smother him. His tongue wriggles about, not quite lapping at my clit, nor yet touching my hole, but slithering between my pussy lips. It’s a delicious feeling, and I know it can only get better. “Oh Mark,” I breathe. “You make me so horny! Stick your tongue inside me! Feel how wet you make me!” Suddenly Mark’s hands are inside my knickers, grabbing at my buttocks, shoving me down on his face. His ardour is irresistible, even if it takes a moment for his tongue to finally end up where I’ve asked him to put it. I feel myself begin to leak. And because he’s so irresistible, I know that I’ll let him have some clips. I want my lover to have them for the weeks when we can’t have each other. Maybe I’ll let him have this clip. Feeling that I need to give him something more to watch, I balance precariously as I pull the bra straps from my shoulders, and the bra down a bit. Then I bend forwards, steadying myself with my hands against the back of the settee, making sure my breasts – with Mark’s dried spunk between them – jiggle underneath me as I grind down on Mark’s face. “I love having your tongue in my pussy,” I breathe, before ...
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