Ok, so this is a departure for me. I wanted to try to load myself to compose something outside my average, and in fact, outside my normal proclivities and perversions. This is not a thing I 'm really into, so to those of you who are, I apologize, because I 'm sure I messed it up. Let my hump, kindly, where I went wrong on the topic, if CD is your thing .... If you have requests for something you want, let me experience in the remark.

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

I cleaned up in the bathroom and proceeded to climb in bed. I was hoping he would came realise some overture, 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 make the relocation tonight.

As I curled up to him In the dark, my arm over his torso, and I could experience the satin babydoll he knew I liked, it was slick, and lacy, and the sissiness felt so unspoiled over his harder body. He had got my hints. I caressed the material up and down, making the soft sounds that only satin can, and it felt tremendous to the mite. I rubbed over one of his relish, tiny piddling thing that it was, and gave it a hard arrest. This brought Hal to life story with a gasp, but he did n't say a thing. Whenever he dressed for me like this, he never seemed to verbalize. He rolled toward me on to his back as I threw my leg over his. The soft, silky stockings the covered his unassailable, lean stage felt howling against mine, as I rubbed my legs over him.

The damp that was between my legs when I first got in to bed, was now a slip wetness, I could feel it as I worked my leg up and down his, my labia sliding free against each early. My hand went down, working it 's way down the smooth fabric, I felt the garters that held up the stockings, but followed the night-robe to its end, where the lace hem fell just below the cuff of the nylon. I have always felt the smooth and diffused whizz of the lingerie blended in to a beautiful and juicy delight when combined with a firm, male dead body.

I reached up and under the lacy hem, as Hal reach an arm around me to my back, he caressed by naked back, soft and gentle. The stretchiness lace thong did n't bind him at all, his put up cock poked under the waistband while the narrowness of it left a ball out on each side. I caressed these first, they were smooth, and soft, virtually free of hair they take on a completely unlike feel. I was gentle, but was also wanting, I could experience wetness from my pussycat on me inside thigh now, I was naked and nothing was holding it back.

I threw back the bed covers as Hal 's hired man reached all the way down to the top of my ass, probing in to my cleft. My hand stroked up his long shaft, hard and lace covered, up to the point where it emerged from the flip-flop, where it was even smoother, with all the familiar protrusion and rooftree I have grown to hope. Up and down, it bounced and throbbed in my hand, I could fell how much he wanted me. I started grinding my genitals on his leg, wrapping mine tight around his, I let out a not very pernicious groan as my lips spread and my button pressed against the nylon covered thigh. The smell of musty pussycat filled the room, sharing the air with my now steady moaning.

I rolled my head over to his chest of drawers, and found one of those tiny, worthless pap of his, and bit hard enough to constitute him yelp, then gently sucked on it through the slick, satin material. I continued his hand 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 pussycat off his leg, reached down a bury two finger's breadth deeply 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 lips. I do love the gustatory perception of cunt, even if it 's my own. As I licked the slick secretions off my fingerbreadth, was even more turn on.

I moved off his leg, and lowered my mouth to his peter, swinging my ass up toward the straits of the bed. The musky olfactory property that came from him was amazing, it combined with my pussy, smeared all over his leg, to mould an intoxicating mixture. I pulled the panty down as he lifted his hips to help. Running my bridge player all over his jetty was exciting, he shaved almost everything, and what was n't shaved, was trimmed close. The suave shin felt particularly naughty, and I loved it. I swallowed it all in one long motion, he let out a flabby groan.

My capitulum was bobbing, not to fast, taking all of him in, then leaving just the read/write head in my mouth. Rolling my tongue around the headway a few overlap, I 'd drop down to the base again. My left hand cupped his orb while my right traced down the supporter, around the handlock of the stocking on his knock off leg, and back. Hal 's hand found my ass, as I hoped. He caressed my mightily impudence for a minute before running his fingers through my split. I opened my legs wider, giving all the access I could. His fingers 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 get to sloppy wet speech sound. Once out, they continued up, then one of those slippy digits pushed passed my cockeyed anatomical sphincter, and buried itself in me. I let out a long sustained moan, muffeled by my full oral cavity.

I am what you would call an anal slut, and a prude. I like anal, I like being licked, I like that lingua probing deep in me, I like being fingered, and I like a good piece of tail in the ass. But for some reason I deny Hal, and myself, the pleasure nigh of the time. Tonight was not one of those times. I arched back into him, letting him know to dedicate me more. And he responded, long, slow down motions, in and out, and I went back to concentrating on his dick.

I held on to the supporter with both hands, while I worked hard on the cock. It was as intemperate as I 'd ever seen it, I loved it. I only paused for a second when a sec well lubed digit expanded my mean ass. Again the moaning was muffled by Hal 's fleshy member. I was great, but I wanted more.

Swinging my mightily leg over Hal, he was ready to eat me, and I managed to do it without removing the finger's breadth from my ass. I dropped my clit to his font, and he quickly started feasting on me. All over at first, work out my puffy labia, then licking the softer inner sass, 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 withstand dropping my slit hard on his face, that is what my eubstance wanted, but I know its hard to eat a pussy 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, hard, hard, yet soft and silken, it was such a turn on. His sucking on my clitoris was about to take aim me over, my articulatio coxae made pocket-sized stab at his mouth, and I had no control over them anymore. I just sucked that pecker like my life depended on it, but a moment later, my orgasm started building, I ca n't sop up and feature an orgasm, so I pulled off Hal, and started jacking him, holding and squeezing the garter with my other hand. I could feel the satin babydoll under me, my nipples caressed it with every movement. I closed my eyes and let it happen. My cunt grew hot, my ass started twitching, then Hal buried his two finger in me hard and held them there. I screamed out loud, long, and I did n't care who heard me. Hal never stopped eating, and my sexual climax went on forever, right in in-between, streams of hot spunk flew at my face, two long super acid hit me on the forehead and boldness before I got control enough to at to the lowest degree degree it in my mouth. I could wrap my mouth around it while I screamed, so it just painted the inside of my sass 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 dresser 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 succeeding ten minutes .