1. Dirty Little Secrets 5: Evaporating Inhibitions


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

    moaning out loud. Yes, I will let Mark have this clip, among others. In the weeks when I can’t have him, I want to know that he’s looking at me, lusting after me, wanking his steely rod. A trickle works its way out of me, and I know it’s going all over Mark’s lips. Even now I blush at the thought of Mark watching and wanking when I’m not there. I love the feel of him tonguing me, but I’m also turned on by the thought of being his little wank object when I’m not there. I’ve performed for my husband for a long time now, and then for Mark, and I’ve come to love showing myself off, imagining men masturbating frantically as they watch me. Men? So far it’s only been John and Mark, and possibly one or two colleagues of John’s. But it could be more, couldn’t it? John’s keen. Maybe I might… “Aaaaaaah!” I gasp. Mark’s fingers are digging into my buttocks. He forces me down, and I grind down, twisting my body, making my knockers knock against each other. There’s a constant flow between my thighs. “That’s so good!” I gasp. “I’m so turned on, Mark. I’ll cum on your face if you want me to. Just lick my clit and I’ll cum in no time!” His tongue darts to the point in question. “Ooooh! Aaaaah!” I moan. There’s no way I can share this clip with anyone but Mark, but what if I could? I get a bizarre image in my head of an office, a presentation, but instead of a boring powerpoint presentation being projected, I’m up there on the wall, just as I am now, sitting on Mark’s face, grinding down, his ...
    hands on my bum, my stiff-nippled knockers swinging. A room full of men, watching and wanking. “Oh shit!” I gasp. I honestly don’t know if it’s Mark’s tongue or the fantasy that tips me over the edge. The two combine. Fluid is gushing out of me. My body goes tense, then shakes. I’m screaming out loud. Mark’s tongue lashes at my clit as I imagine a room full of men, watching a huge projection of me on the wall, cumming just as I am now. I roll off Mark and end up on my back, seeing him smile at me. In a daze I can see that his mouth and chin are soaked. What have I done? “Catherine, you’re amazing,” Mark breathes. “How can you… squirt like that?” I hardly know myself, so I giggle, “It’s all down to you, Mark.” He’s sitting there, his boxers stuck under his balls, stroking his big cock. “Your turn,” I breathe. “Cum for me, Mark. Cum all over me!” A part of me still can’t quite understand how I can behave like this, that I want what I say when he gets up to stand over me. “Wank your cock, Mark! You make me feel so dirty! Cum for me, Mark! Cum all over my dirty body!” The camera’s still running, and I can’t help but look at it. “Cum all over my dirty body! Cum for me, Mark!” I turn my attention back to where my young lover’s hand is working frantically. He adjusts his position and grabs hold of one of my breasts. As he squeezes it and holds it tight, I gasp, “Cum for me! I want your cum all over me!” “Yes, Catherine!” Mark gasps. “I’ll cum for you, Catherine!” I love it that my ...