1. My Pizza Slut


    Date: 12/26/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: shootersr9, Rating: 31, Source: LushStories

    she refused, explaining that she had better get home and spend at least some time there, even though she didn't appear very happy about it. As she was saying her good-byes and giving each of us a hug, she suddenly shook my hand as well. I felt her press something into my palm and I shoved my hand into my pocket without looking at it. We all watched her drive off, knowing we'd made her Holiday better and content with the decision to share it with her. I pretended to suddenly need to use the bathroom before we left for services and it was in there where I opened the tiny note she'd written just for my eyes. It was at that moment that I realized we now shared a very special secret, far more serious than any of the flirting that had passed between us up to this point. It was short and to the point: Someday I want a picture of you! More weeks passed by; our daughter's high school graduation and eighteenth birthday was coming up in a few short months and I seemed to be very busy at work, too. We were planning on having a big party to celebrate her achievement and her big birthday. Although I wasn't thinking about it a lot, I did think about that note almost daily. Of course I'd flushed it right after reading it, although it was tempting to retain it as a keepsake, but it wouldn't do me any good if someone found it. There came a day a few weeks following Christmas where my wife was away on business and my step daughter was at her biological father's house overnight. I think it was ...
    a combination of being extremely horny and remembering how I used to shave down below when I was younger, as it made me feel so sexy! I still occasionally did so and my wife didn't think it was strange; in fact, she always seemed to enjoy sucking my prick more when I'd do so. I soon found myself in our shower, leaving all my fuzz in the drain as I washed away the remnants of shaving cream. After I had dried off, I went into the den nude and sat down in my favorite recliner. I was leisurely stroking my dick while fantasizing and viewing the pictures of Whitney. I had hidden them on my laptop in a file I knew no one but an expert hacker would ever be able to locate. My cock was straining; the head throbbing with desire as I pictured her wet lips and head bobbing up and down my shaft ...wondering if she'd be able to take all nine inches down her throat, when the idea struck me. I jumped up, retrieved my Canon, a ski mask and the dressing mirror from my wife's walk-in closet. (It was on wheels and mounted in a large oval frame that had a regular mirror mounted on one side of it.) I placed the mirror opposite of my recliner, set the camera next to me on a small table and sat back down. Once again I began stroking my meat stick as I closed my eyes and the fantasy image of Whitney developed before me. She was on her knees, holding my cock between her breasts as I fucked her sweet tits and saw her eyes looking into mine. Those red lips parted as she panted and begged me to cum all ...
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