Ok, so this is a release for me. I wanted to try to stretch along myself to write something outside my norm, and in fact, outside my pattern proclivities and perversions. This is not a affair I 'm really into, so to those of you who are, I apologize, because I 'm certainly I messed it up. Let my know, kindly, where I went wrong on the theme, if CD is your thing .... If you have petition for something you want, let me have a go at it in the input.

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 climate for some fun, but he seemed not to comment. No matter, 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 make some advances, 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, one-half rolled away from me. So, I guess I 'd have to make the move tonight.

As I curled up to him In the wickedness, my arm over his torso, and I could feel the satin babydoll he knew I liked, it was silky, and lacy, and the effeminacy felt so good over his harder body. He had got my hints. I caressed the material up and down, making the soft phone that only satin can, and it felt marvelous to the touch. I rubbed over one of his pinch, tiny little matter that it was, and gave it a punishing hint. 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 speak. He rolled toward me on to his back as I threw my leg over his. The soft, silky stockings the covered his firm, inclination legs felt wonderful against mine, as I rubbed my legs over him.

The dampness that was between my legs when I first got in to bed, was now a glossy wetness, I could experience it as I worked my leg up and down his, my labia sliding relinquish against each other. My hired man went down, working it 's way down the smooth material, I felt the garters that held up the stockings, but followed the nightie to its end, where the lacing hem fell just below the turnup of the nylon. I have always felt the smooth and piano sensations of the intimate apparel blended in to a beautiful and naughty delight when combined with a firm, male 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 blue. The stretch lace thong did n't hold him at all, his set up turncock poked under the waistband while the narrow margin of it left a orchis out on each side of meat. I caressed these offset, they were smooth, and mild, virtually absolve of hair they take on a completely different feel. I was gentle, but was also wanting, I could feel wetness from my slit on me internal thigh now, I was naked and nothing was holding it back.

I threw back the bed covers as Hal 's paw reached all the way down to the top of my ass, probing in to my crevice. My hand stroked up his long shaft, backbreaking and lace covered, up to the point where it emerged from the flip-flop, where it was even smoother, with all the familiar extrusion and ridgeline I have grown to desire. Up and down, it bounced and throbbed in my script, 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 subtle moan as my sass spread and my clit pressed against the nylon covered thigh. The smell of musty pussy filled the room, sharing the air with my now regular moaning.

I rolled my head word over to his chest, and found one of those lilliputian, ugly nipples of his, and bit hard enough to crap him yelp, then gently sucked on it through the slick, satin material. I continued his deal 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 mo, and pulled my snatch off his leg, reached down a buried two fingers deep inside. I could n't think how wet it was. I brought my handwriting up, I gave the wet fingers to hal, who sucked them clean like a hungry baby. They soon returned to my wet flock, where they swirled and probed before finding there way past my early lips. I do jazz the taste of cunt, even if it 's my own. As I licked the slick secretions off my fingers, was even more excited.

I moved off his leg, and lowered my mouth to his dick, swinging my ass up toward the principal of the bed. The musky olfactory property that came from him was amazing, it combined with my slit, smeared all over his leg, to form an intoxicating mixing. I pulled the scanty down as he lifted his hips to help. Running my hand all over his groin 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 farseeing motion, he let out a soft moan.

My principal was bobbing, not to fast, taking all of him in, then leaving just the heading in my mouth. Rolling my tongue around the question a few circuit, I 'd drop down down to the understructure again. My left manus cupped his balls while my right traced down the garter, around the cuff of the stocking on his knock off leg, and back. Hal 's hand found my ass, as I hoped. He caressed my right buttock for a minute before running his finger's breadth through my split. I opened my ramification 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 establish sloppy wet sounds. Once out, they continued up, then one of those tricky dactyl pushed passed my miserly sphincter, and buried itself in me. I let out a long sustained moan, muffeled by my full mouth.

I am what you would call an anal jade, and a prude. I like anal retentive, I like being licked, I like that tongue probing deep in me, I like being fingered, and I like a dear screw in the ass. But for some rationality I deny Hal, and myself, the pleasure most of the time. Tonight was not one of those times. I arched back into him, letting him know to collapse me more. And he responded, long, slow motions, in and out, and I went back to concentrating on his dick.

I held on to the garters with both custody, while I worked hard on the dick. It was as hard as I 'd ever seen it, I loved it. I only paused for a second when a second fountainhead lubed digit expanded my tight ass. Again the moaning was muffled by Hal 's sarcoid appendage. I was neat, but I wanted more.

swinging my right leg over Hal, he was ready to eat me, and I managed to do it without removing the fingers from my ass. I dropped my clit to his face, and he quickly started feasting on me. All over at start, lap up my puffy labia, then licking the softer inner lips, sticking his tongue as far up inside me as he could. It all felt serious, but then he finally got to my clit, and I was so ready. I tried to resist dropping my pussy hard on his look, that is what my soundbox wanted, but I know its hard to eat a pussy when it 's pressed too operose against you.

He started sucking my clitoris gently in and out, nursing on it like a infant. I put my crusade in to his cock sucking it all the way in, and out, about as tight as I could. I ran my hands up and down the nylon clad pegleg, strong, hard, yet soft and silklike, it was such a turn on. His sucking on my button was about to use up me over, my rosehip made minuscule drive at his backtalk, and I had no control over them anymore. I just sucked that tool like my life depended on it, but a moment later, my orgasm started building, I ca n't take up and have an climax, so I pulled off Hal, and started jacking him, holding and squeezing the garter with my early mitt. I could feel the satin babydoll under me, my nipple caressed it with every crusade. 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 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 orgasm went on forever, right in middle, watercourse of hot spunk flew at my fount, two long jets hit me on the os frontale and cheek before I got control enough to at to the lowest degree point it in my sassing. I could wrap my mouth around it while I screamed, so it just painted the interior 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 chest and tit lay on the nightgown, and I kissed him deep. Our tongues swirled around each former, his cum flowing between us, and we lay there kissing for the next ten instant .