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 normal leaning and sexual perversion. This is not a affair I 'm really into, so to those of you who are, I apologize, because I 'm indisputable I messed it up. Let my know, kindly, where I went wrong on the matter, if CD is your matter .... If you have asking for something you want, let me know in the comments.

Hal had gone to bed a while back, I was a bit thwarted, 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 exclusively one who ever said no in our relationship, so I 'd get mine. That 's variety 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 establish 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, half rolled away from me. So, I guess I 'd give to make the move tonight.

As I curled up to him In the dark, my arm over his torso, and I could sense the satin babydoll he knew I liked, it was silky, and lacy, and the softness felt so good over his harder organic structure. He had got my hints. I caressed the material up and down, making the soft sounds that only satin can, and it felt marvelous to the ghost. I rubbed over one of his nips, tiny little affair that it was, and gave it a severe speck. This brought Hal to life history with a gasp, 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 back as I threw my leg over his. The soft, silky stockings the covered his strong, lean legs felt wonderful against mine, as I rubbed my legs over him.

The moistness that was between my legs 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 free against each other. My hand went down, working it 's way down the liquid material, I felt the supporter that held up the stockings, but followed the nightie to its end, where the lace hem fell just below the handcuff of the nylon. I have always felt the smooth and subdued sensations of the lingerie 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 bare back, soft and gentle. The stretch lace flip-flop did n't curb him at all, his erect cock poked under the girdle while the narrow margin of it left a ball out on each position. I caressed these first, they were smooth, and subdued, virtually free of hair's-breadth they take on a completely different feeling. I was gentle, but was also wanting, I could sense wetness from my pussy on me inner thigh now, I was naked and aught was holding it back.

I threw back the bed covers as Hal 's deal reached all the way down to the top of my ass, probing in to my cleft. My hand stroked up his long shaft of light, hard and lacing covered, up to the pointedness where it emerged from the thong, where it was even smoother, with all the familiar bumps and ridges I have grown to want. Up and down, it bounced and throbbed in my handwriting, 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 lips scatter and my clit pressed against the nylon covered thigh. The olfactory modality of musty pussy filled the room, sharing the air with my now steady moaning.

I rolled my straits over to his chest, and found one of those tiny, worthless nipple of his, and bit hard enough to make him yelp, then gently sucked on it through the slick, satin fabric. I continued his hand job, long strokes up and down, and grinding on his leg, where I could feel the wet place on his stockings growing. I lifted my leg for a moment, and pulled my snatch off his leg, reached down a inhume two finger recondite 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 sister. They soon returned to my wet bend, where they swirled and probed before finding there way past my other lips. I do love the taste of snatch, even if it 's my own. As I licked the slick secernment 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 psyche of the bed. The musky perfume that came from him was amazing, it combined with my slit, smeared all over his leg, to form an intoxicant potpourri. I pulled the panties down as he lifted his coxa to help. Running my manus all over his groin was exciting, he shaved almost everything, and what was n't shaved, was trimmed close. The smooth skin felt particularly gamey, and I loved it. I swallowed it all in one prospicient motion, he let out a mild groan.

My head was bobbing, not to fast, taking all of him in, then leaving just the head in my mouth. Rolling my tongue around the chief a few laps, I 'd send packing down to the base of operations again. My left deal cupped his balls while my rightfulness traced down the garter, around the manacle of the stocking on his shaved leg, and back. Hal 's handwriting found my ass, as I hoped. He caressed my right cheek for a minute before running his finger's breadth through my split. I opened my stage wider, giving all the entree 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 give marshy wet sounds. Once out, they continued up, then one of those slippery digits pushed passed my fuddled sphincter muscle, and buried itself in me. I let out a long sustained moan, muffeled by my fully oral cavity.

I am what you would promise an anal trollop, and a prude. I like anal retentive, I like being licked, I like that tongue probing oceanic abyss in me, I like being fingered, and I like a adept fuck in the ass. But for some reason 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 return me more. And he responded, long, slow apparent motion, in and out, and I went back to concentrating on his dick.

I held on to the supporter with both bridge player, while I worked hard on the cock. It was as severely as I 'd ever seen it, I loved it. I only paused for a bit when a second well lubed digit expanded my rigorous ass. Again the moaning was muffled by Hal 's heavy fellow member. I was great, but I wanted more.

swing my right leg over Hal, he was set up to eat me, and I managed to do it without removing the finger from my ass. I dropped my clit to his fount, and he quickly started feasting on me. All over at first, lick my puffy labia, then licking the softer interior lips, 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 resist dropping my snatch voiceless on his face, that is what my body wanted, but I know its toilsome to eat a snatch when it 's pressed too hard against you.

He started sucking my clitoris gently in and out, nursing on it like a baby. I put my elbow grease in to his cock sucking it all the way in, and out, about as dissolute as I could. I ran my hands up and down the nylon clad legs, strong, knockout, yet delicate and silken, it was such a bout on. His sucking on my button was about to require me over, my hips made small poking at his mouth, and I had no control over them anymore. I just sucked that putz like my life depended on it, but a moment later, my orgasm started edifice, I ca n't soak up and have an sexual climax, so I pulled off Hal, and started jacking him, holding and squeezing the garter with my other mitt. I could feel the satin babydoll under me, my pap caressed it with every movement. I closed my eyes and let it materialise. My cunt grew hot, my ass started twitching, then Hal buried his two finger's breadth in me severe and held them there. I screamed out loudly, prospicient, and I did n't like who heard me. Hal never stopped eating, and my orgasm went on forever, right in middle, watercourse of hot spunk flew at my face, two long jets hit me on the forehead and nerve before I got control enough to at least point it in my mouth. I could wrap my mouth 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 breast and boob lay on the nightdress, and I kissed him deep. Our glossa swirled around each former, his cum flowing between us, and we lay there kissing for the following ten arcminute .