Hal In Satin .


Ok, so this is a departure for me. I wanted to try to stretch myself to indite something outside my norm, and in fact, outside my formula proclivities and sexual perversion. 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 roll in the hay, kindly, where I went wrong on the topic, if CD is your matter .... If you have petition for something you want, let me do it 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 modality for some fun, but he seemed not to note. No topic, 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 lav and proceeded to climb in bed. I was hoping he would came make some advancement, 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 arrive at the move tonight.

As I curled up to him In the dark, my arm over his torso, and I could feel the satin babydoll he knew I liked, it was silky, and lacy, and the fogginess felt so goodness over his harder body. He had got my trace. I caressed the material up and down, making the soft speech sound that only satin can, and it felt marvelous to the touch. I rubbed over one of his nip, tiny little thing that it was, and gave it a hard taking into custody. This brought Hal to life with a pant, but he did n't say a thing. Whenever he dressed for me like this, he never seemed to speak. He rolled toward me on to his backbone as I threw my leg over his. The delicate, silken stockings the covered his solid, tilt 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 slick wetness, I could experience it as I worked my leg up and down his, my labia sliding free people against each other. My script went down, working it 's way down the bland 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 manacle of the nylon. I have always felt the smooth and voiced adept 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 gentle. The stretchiness lace thong did n't take hold him at all, his vertical cock poked under the waistband while the narrow margin of it left a testicle out on each side. I caressed these first, they were smooth, and diffuse, virtually justify of hair's-breadth they take on a completely different smell. I was ennoble, but was also wanting, I could sense wetness from my pussy on me inner thigh now, I was naked and zip 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 fissure. My paw stroked up his long shaft, knockout and lace covered, up to the distributor point where it emerged from the thong, where it was even smoother, with all the intimate bumps and ridges 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 subtle moan as my back talk spread and my button pressed against the nylon covered thigh. The odour of frowsty kitty-cat filled the room, sharing the air with my now regular moaning.

I rolled my head teacher over to his chest of drawers, and found one of those tiny, worthless nipples of his, and bit hard enough to make him yip, 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 palpate the wet spot on his stockings growing. I lifted my leg for a moment, and pulled my pussy off his leg, reached down a lay to rest two fingers trench 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 babe. They soon returned to my wet folds, where they swirled and probed before finding there way past my other lips. I do have it off the taste of pussy, even if it 's my own. As I licked the pat secretion off my fingerbreadth, was even more excited.

I moved off his leg, and lowered my oral fissure to his dick, swinging my ass up toward the head of the bed. The musky scent that came from him was amazing, it combined with my cunt, smeared all over his leg, to form an intoxicating mixing. I pulled the panties down as he lifted his hip to help. Running my hired hand all over his groin was exciting, he shaved almost everything, and what was n't shaved, was trimmed close. The politic peel felt particularly naughty, and I loved it. I swallowed it all in one farsighted motion, he let out a soft moan.

My forefront was bobbing, not to fast, taking all of him in, then leaving just the head in my rima oris. Rolling my spit around the head a few laps, I 'd cast down to the base again. My left hand cupped his clump while my right traced down the supporter, 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 field buttock for a mo 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 make slipshod wet audio. Once out, they continued up, then one of those slippery fingerbreadth pushed passed my pixilated sphincter, and buried itself in me. I let out a long sustained moan, muffeled by my full moon lip.

I am what you would call an anal fornicatress, 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 good nookie in the ass. But for some reason I deny Hal, and myself, the pleasure near of the time. Tonight was not one of those times. I arched back into him, letting him know to give me to a greater extent. And he responded, long, slow gesture, in and out, and I went back to concentrating on his dick.

I held on to the garters with both paw, while I worked hard on the dick. It was as tough as I 'd ever seen it, I loved it. I only paused for a second when a sec well lubed digit expanded my compressed ass. Again the moaning was muffled by Hal 's fleshy member. I was slap-up, but I wanted more.

Swinging my rightfulness leg over Hal, he was quick to eat me, and I managed to do it without removing the finger from my ass. I dropped my clit to his face, and he quickly started feasting on me. All over at first off, thrash my puffy labia, then licking the softer inner lips, sticking his tongue as far up inside me as he could. It all felt dear, but then he finally got to my clit, and I was so ready. I tried to defy dropping my kitty-cat hard on his face, that is what my body wanted, but I know its hard to eat a pussycat when it 's pressed too heavily 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 peg, strong, tough, yet subdued and silky, it was such a turn of events on. His sucking on my clit was about to take me over, my articulatio coxae made lowly push at his oral fissure, and I had no control over them anymore. I just sucked that cock like my animation depended on it, but a moment later, my orgasm started building, I ca n't suck and birth an coming, 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 mamilla caressed it with every movement. I closed my eyes and let it befall. My cunt grew hot, my ass started twitching, then Hal buried his two digit in me intemperate and held them there. I screamed out tawdry, long, and I did n't care who heard me. Hal never stopped eating, and my orgasm went on forever, right in center, current of hot tinder flew at my side, two hanker reverse lightning hit me on the frontal bone and cheek before I got control enough to at least decimal point it in my backtalk. I could wrap my backtalk 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 chest 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 side by side ten minutes .
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