Ok, so this is a departure for me. I wanted to try to stretch myself to write something outside my norm, and in fact, outside my convention proclivities and perversion. This is not a thing I 'm really into, so to those of you who are, I apologize, because I 'm sure as shooting I messed it up. Let my know, kindly, where I went wrong on the topic, if CD is your matter .... If you have request for something you want, let me bed in the comments.

Hal had gone to bed a while back, I was a bit disappointed, I thought I had made it more than obvious I was in the mood for some fun, but he seemed not to acknowledge. No topic, I was the only one who ever said no in our relationship, so I 'd get mine. That 's form of messed up now that I think of it. Oh well.

I cleaned up in the bathroom and proceeded to mount in bed. I was hoping he would came make up some approach, I always like being the one to be pursued, but he did not. I thought he was still awake, but he just lay there all covered up, half rolled away from me. So, I guess I 'd have to stool the motility tonight.

As I curled up to him In the iniquity, my arm over his torso, and I could find the satin babydoll he knew I liked, it was silky, and lacy, and the balminess felt so commodity over his harder body. He had got my intimation. I caressed the stuff up and down, making the soft audio that only satin can, and it felt grand to the touch. I rubbed over one of his nips, diminutive little thing that it was, and gave it a hard pinch. This brought Hal to life history with a gasp, but he did n't say a matter. Whenever he dressed for me like this, he never seemed to talk. He rolled toward me on to his back as I threw my leg over his. The soft, satiny stockings the covered his substantial, run stage felt rattling against mine, as I rubbed my legs over him.

The dampness that was between my pegleg when I first got in to bed, was now a slick wetness, I could feel it as I worked my leg up and down his, my labia sliding disengage against each early. My hired man went down, working it 's way down the smooth out material, I felt the supporter that held up the stockings, but followed the gown to its end, where the lacing hem fell just below the handlock of the nylon. I have always felt the smooth and diffuse virtuoso of the intimate apparel blended in to a beautiful and risque delight when combined with a house, male body.

I reached up and under the lacy hem, as Hal reach an arm around me to my back, he caressed by raw back, piano and blue-blooded. The stretch lace lash did n't hold him at all, his erect cock poked under the girdle while the narrow margin of it left a clump out on each side. I caressed these first, they were smooth, and mild, virtually gratis of whisker they take on a completely different look. I was gentle, but was also wanting, I could feel wetness from my pussy on me inner thigh now, I was naked and nothing was holding it back.

I threw back the bed covers as Hal 's hand reached all the way down to the top of my ass, probing in to my crack. My hand stroked up his long shaft, hard and lacing covered, up to the point where it emerged from the thong, where it was even smoother, with all the intimate swelling and ridgepole I have grown to desire. Up and down, it bounced and throbbed in my hand, I could fell how much he wanted me. I started grinding my crotch on his leg, wrapping mine tight around his, I let out a not very insidious moan as my lips spread and my clit pressed against the nylon covered thigh. The smell of musty pussy filled the room, sharing the air with my now steady moaning.

I rolled my head over to his pectus, and found one of those petite, despicable nipples of his, and bit hard enough to make him yip, then gently sucked on it through the slick, satin material. I continued his mitt job, long strokes up and down, and grinding on his leg, where I could feel the wet spot on his stockings growing. I lifted my leg for a moment, and pulled my cunt off his leg, reached down a buried two fingers deep inside. I could n't believe how wet it was. I brought my hand up, I gave the wet fingers to hal, who sucked them clean like a hungry baby. They soon returned to my wet folds, where they swirled and probed before finding there way past my other backtalk. I do love the taste of pussy, even if it 's my own. As I licked the silklike secernment off my fingers, was even more excited.

I moved off his leg, and lowered my sass to his dick, swinging my ass up toward the head of the bed. The musky odour that came from him was amazing, it combined with my twat, smeared all over his leg, to make an intoxicating potpourri. I pulled the step-in down as he lifted his rose hip to help. Running my hand all over his mole was exciting, he shaved almost everything, and what was n't shaved, was trimmed close. The smooth skin felt particularly naughty, and I loved it. I swallowed it all in one long motion, he let out a easy moan.

My head was bobbing, not to fast, taking all of him in, then leaving just the head in my back talk. Rolling my tongue around the brain a few laps, I 'd drop down to the base again. My entrust deal cupped his balls while my right wing traced down the garter, around the cuff of the stocking on his trim leg, and back. Hal 's hand found my ass, as I hoped. He caressed my right cheek for a second before running his fingers through my rip. I opened my legs wider, giving all the access I could. His finger started low, a few passes up and down over my clit, then up to my vagina, where first one, then two entered. In and out, they started to cause sloughy wet auditory sensation. Once out, they continued up, then one of those slippery dactyl pushed passed my plastered sphincter, and buried itself in me. I let out a long sustained groan, muffeled by my full-of-the-moon back talk.

I am what you would bid an anal slut, and a prude. I like anal, I like being licked, I like that tongue probing trench in me, I like being fingered, and I like a soundly nookie in the ass. But for some reason I deny Hal, and myself, the pleasure nearly of the metre. Tonight was not one of those times. I arched back into him, letting him know to give me more. And he responded, long, slow motions, in and out, and I went back to concentrating on his cock.

I held on to the garters with both custody, while I worked hard on the shaft. It was as hard as I 'd ever seen it, I loved it. I only paused for a second when a second well lubed dactyl expanded my blotto ass. Again the moaning was muffled by Hal 's overweight member. I was great, but I wanted more.

vacillation my decently leg over Hal, he was gear up to eat me, and I managed to do it without removing the fingers from my ass. I dropped my clitoris to his cheek, and he quickly started feasting on me. All over at beginning, punch my puffy labia, then licking the softer inner lip, sticking his tongue as far up inside me as he could. It all felt good, but then he finally got to my clit, and I was so ready. I tried to jib dropping my pussycat hard on his face, that is what my body wanted, but I know its intemperately to eat a kitty-cat when it 's pressed too hard against you.

He started sucking my clit gently in and out, nursing on it like a baby. I put my efforts in to his cock sucking it all the way in, and out, about as fast as I could. I ran my hands up and down the nylon clad legs, strong, hard, yet soft and silky, it was such a turn on. His sucking on my clit was about to take me over, my hips made small jab at his mouth, and I had no command over them anymore. I just sucked that hammer like my life depended on it, but a instant later, my orgasm started edifice, I ca n't suck and have an climax, so I pulled off Hal, and started jacking him, holding and squeezing the garter with my former manus. I could palpate the satin babydoll under me, my tit caressed it with every motion. I closed my eyes and let it happen. My cunt grew hot, my ass started twitching, then Hal buried his two finger's breadth in me laborious and held them there. I screamed out loud, recollective, and I did n't care who heard me. Hal never stopped eating, and my orgasm went on forever, right in centre, current of hot touchwood flew at my nerve, two long green hit me on the frontal bone and cheek before I got control enough to at least level it in my mouth. I could wrap my back talk around it while I screamed, so it just painted the inside of my mouth for now.

Hal 's orgasm ended before mine, but when mine ended, I spun around. I wrapped my legs around his, feeling the stockings, my thorax and breasts lay on the nightie, and I kissed him deep. Our tongues swirled around each other, his cum flowing between us, and we lay there kissing for the future ten minutes .