1. Becoming The Slut


    Date: 1/3/2017, Categories: Cheating, Author: Welshdreamer42, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    body, wriggling downwards until I can suck his swollen cockhead into my scorching mouth. Mmm… he tastes exquisite. His cock pulsates, the throbbing veins pressing against my tongue. I taste his skin, the flavour of soap faintly discernible amidst the sticky sweetness of pre-cum. The flavours drive me wild. Lips sealing around his tip I suck down hard, licking and slurping, my scorching body writhing. Groans rumble in my lover’s throat. “Fuck, if you keep doing that I’m going to come.” “Not yet,” I gasp releasing him. It’s too soon. I want to feel him inside me, I’m desperate for it. Wriggling my ass I sit astride him, my dress hitched up round my waist. I want to slide my pussy down over that thick cock of his, feel the friction as it strokes my slick tunnel. I try to manoeuvre into position but can’t get close enough. “Sweetheart, you need to…” A finger is placed on my lips. “What’s the rush,” he asks. “We have time and I’d like to find out what you can do with your hands.” Frustrated, I bite my lower lip. “Please. Pretty please.” I cave. I can’t resist his puppy dog eyes. Gripping his cock I stroke the shaft from root to tip. “Ooooh, that’s wonderful,” he sighs. “You are one foxy little slut. Come here.” Pulling me closer, his fingers reach for my longing sex. He strokes me, each touch sending ripples of pleasure racing through every fibre of my body. Hips gyrating uncontrollably, I grind against him. The intense stimulation is paradise and it increases tenfold when his ...
    fingers slip inside my panties and smoothly enter my hole. “Ahhhhh, yeeesss!” His fingers delve deeper, a third digit joining the two already teasing my tingling g-spot. The thrusting in my cunt becomes more vigorous, his fingers pounding me until the distinct twinges of a budding orgasm make me quiver. I’m in heaven. I couldn’t have imagined a more perfect meeting - until movement beside my car abruptly shatters my delirium. Shit! I freeze. Voices, loud voices, a car door opening and a boot slamming. My blood runs cold; this isn’t my bedroom and it’s not a hotel. We’re in the back of my car in a public carpark on a busy Wednesday afternoon. We could get arrested! Panicked, I scramble to disengage from my lover and cover my private parts. I wait with baited breath as the car next to mine revs into life and pulls away. My lover’s in hysterics. “That was close,” he chuckles. I roll my eyes and titter. I can see the funny side, of course I can, but I’m also unnerved. I’m forced to admit that I’m not as brave as I’d like to be. I want sex, I crave it but I’m struggling to switch off from my public surroundings and all those eyes witnessing my adultery. “You ok?” he asks, a hand lifting my chin. “Yes, I’m fine,” I smile but my eyes say otherwise. “No-one’s looking at us,” he tries to assure me. “I know, but…” “Can you finish me off?” I can’t help giggling. His cock’s ready to explode and he looks in pain. It would be cruel to leave him in that state. Oh screw who’s watching! A ...
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