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Harry's Little Secret - A
True Story!
Harry was a regular visitor to CamContacts.com. He registered over a year ago
but was yet to enter a paid videochat session. Why? Simply because he was never
attracted to any of the usual ChatHosts. But, this day was different. This day,
a pair of gorgeous muscular female legs caught his interest in the Fetish
category.
He locked his office door and logged into the site, so he could see the adult content pictures. Everything was telling him that this was the kind of body he had been looking for. The way the legs looked, the feet, the supple breasts which he could not take his eyes off... it was all falling into place. It was late in the evening, the other workers had gone home and Harry had his office door locked, so there was no chance of an interruption...
Browsing through the pictures, Harry began to realise that this girl was interested in exactly the same things as himself. Although he'd never shared any of these 'deviant' fantasies, he was getting more and more disinterested in 'normal' sex with his wife. If only he were brave enough to tell her of his secret desires.. maybe she'd be willing to try? In any case, the CamContacts fetish category was usually enough to satisfy his needs.
He returned to the profile page. The description was almost too good to be true, she had the same 'thing' about feet and spandex that he did. He smiled to himself, and shut the blinds of his office. He looked at his wedding ring and removed it, as he always did whilest 'playing around' on the adult websites.
Sitting down at his computer once more, Harry felt a little nervous about the big 'video chat' button. He'd never actually spent money on the site, he'd spent time browsing the free photo archives and the occasional free video session. But this time, he could not resist. He knew it wasn't going to be expensive, so he closed his eyes and clicked.
The video came up instantly, and the exciting thrill as he looked into the eyes of the leather mask-covered ChatHost brought him to full attention.
The session went more wonderfully than Harry could have imagined. They seemed to go through the entire rainbow of fetishes together. Harry watched in awe as she bent over the edge of her bed and spanked her tight spandex covered ass. He sat open mouthed as she brought her own foot up to her lips and ran her tongue all over her toes. He was surprised at how aroused he was after watching his ChatHost drip hot wax onto her nipples. He definately wished he was there! Their chat was amazing, in between the hot action of course. Harry's self-loving technique proved fruitful two times during the session, he could not bring himself to close the video chat! Finally, the ChatHost said she needed to go home, and Harry noticed that it was quite late.
Harry learned that the girl was from the same state as him, she refused to tell him her city. He just guessed it must be from a larger city than his own, since the more 'traditional' values existed in his neighbourhood.
They arranged to meet again the following evening. At home, Harry secretly imagined spanking his wife's ass as she totted around the dinner table. His wife had a sexy body, why didn't she use it in a more seductive way?
The next evening they met as scheduled. Harry waited until even the janitor had left the offices, before he locked the door, slipped down his pants, and logged into the video chat session.
This time, they spent a long time chatting about their fantasies and about the fetishes they love. Harry pretended that he and his wife were heavily into fetish, and she remarked that she wished her husband was. Almost without any particular reason, Harry told the girl to find her biggest dildo and spank herself with it. She returned moments later with an 11 inch rubber dildo, which was so heavy it swayed in her hand. Harry imagined he was holding the dong, slapping it down on his wifes ass and making the skin on her asscheeks hot and red, while the ChatHost did exactly that. As the spanking got more intense, a small tear appeared in the latex right above the ChatHost's asshole. Harry watched in ecstasy as the hole began to widen, and freed his hand for just long enough to type a command to his ChatHost. He wanted to see the huge dildo penetrate her pink flesh.
The ChatHost stopped and looked right into the camera. Her latex mask had slipped slightly and some of her light brown wisps of hair were escaping. The fantasy for Harry intensed dramatically, as it became less difficult to imagine this girl as his wife, who had similar hair.
The ChatHost found her bottle of lube and let the clear liquid drip slowly from the top of her ass all the way down her crack until it reached the tear in the latex, where it dived inside and filled up the seat of her pants with slippery lubricant. Harry was going crazy, willing himself to contain his sexual excitement as the girl gently rubbed the dong up and down her exposed womanhood, occasionally pressing the huge tip on her asshole.
Just as Harry was at the peak of his pleasure, his phone alarm blurted in his ear. He almost fell off his chair, sending his own love fluid spurting onto his pants which hang around his ankles, and grazing his exposed buttock on the carpet. The fall knocked the wind out of him, but he was slightly thankful for the alarm, because he'd told his wife that he would be home early. Kneeling on the floor with his pants raised up above his knees, Harry let his ChatHost know that he had been in such pleasure that he'd fallen off the chair and grazed his ass! She seemed to be gathering her things up and they both arranged to meet again the following night. The chat ended with a sweet little cyber kiss.
Harry's pants were rather messed up, and as he put them on properly, he scooped his white juice from them with a tissue and threw it in the waste basket. He'd just carry his brief case infront when he arrived home, in case anything on the front of his pants required hiding.
Arriving home, Harry noticed that his wife was yet to return from her girlfriend's house. Nevermind, he put his pants in the sink to soak, and took a shower, examining the red graze on his buttock that was the size of his fist. As he leathered himself and washed his spent body all over, he heard the front door opening, and in turn, the bathroom door. His wife barged in, said 'there you are' and stripped down. Harry knew what was coming, and didn't object, as his wife stepped into the steamy shower. What a day she must have had!
Her eyes fell to his graze and were locked. She looked at it for minutes, her mind reaching impossible conclusions. "I slipped off my chair at work, damn swivel chairs, I hate them." Harry said, proud of himself for not exactly lying.
His wife looked up at him, her eyebrows raised, and her mouth open. She put one hand to her ass and turned slowly, displaying the red dildo-shaped welts that cris-crossed her shapely buttocks.
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