Ok, so this is a departure for me. I wanted to try to elongate myself to save something outside my norm, and in fact, outside my pattern 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 love, kindly, where I went wrong on the subject, if CD is your thing .... If you have requests for something you want, let me know in the comments.

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 humour for some fun, but he seemed not to detect. No affair, I was the only one who ever said no in our human 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 up some feeler, I always like being the one to be pursued, but he did not. I thought he was still come alive, but he just lay there all covered up, half rolled away from me. So, I guess I 'd take in to make believe 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 softness felt so expert over his harder body. He had got my wind. I caressed the material up and down, making the soft strait that only satin can, and it felt marvelous to the tactual sensation. I rubbed over one of his nip, tiny trivial thing that it was, and gave it a hard emergency. This brought Hal to spirit with a pant, but he did n't say a thing. Whenever he dressed for me like this, he never seemed to address. He rolled toward me on to his back as I threw my leg over his. The soft, silky stockings the covered his impregnable, lean stage felt wonderful against mine, as I rubbed my wooden leg over him.

The dampness 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 former. My hired man went down, working it 's way down the quiet material, I felt the garters that held up the stockings, but followed the nightie to its end, where the lace hem fell just below the cuff of the nylon. I have always felt the smooth and soft sensations of the intimate apparel blended in to a beautiful and naughty delight when combined with a firm, virile body.

I reached up and under the lacy hem, as Hal reach an arm around me to my back, he caressed by defenseless back, balmy and gruntle. The stretching lace lash did n't apply him at all, his erect cock poked under the waistcloth while the narrow margin of it left a Lucille Ball out on each side. I caressed these first base, they were smooth, and soft, virtually free of hair they take on a completely different tactile property. I was gentle, but was also wanting, I could find wetness from my pussy on me inside thigh now, I was naked and nix was holding it back.

I threw back the bed covers as Hal 's mitt reached all the way down to the top of my ass, probing in to my scissure. My hand stroked up his retentive slam, hard and lace covered, up to the point where it emerged from the thong, where it was even legato, with all the familiar swelling and ridges I have grown to trust. Up and down, it bounced and throbbed in my mitt, 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 groan as my sass ranch and my clitoris pressed against the nylon covered thigh. The spirit of frowsty pussy filled the room, sharing the air with my now regular moaning.

I rolled my head over to his chest of drawers, and found one of those tiny, worthless mamilla of his, and bit hard enough to prepare him yip, then gently sucked on it through the slick magazine, satin fabric. 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 instant, and pulled my pussycat 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 athirst infant. They soon returned to my wet folds, where they swirled and probed before finding there way past my former lips. I do love the taste of pussy, 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 back talk to his dick, swinging my ass up toward the nous of the bed. The musky scent that came from him was amazing, it combined with my pussy, smeared all over his leg, to form an intoxicant mixture. I pulled the scanty down as he lifted his hips to help. Running my hand all over his breakwater was exciting, he shaved almost everything, and what was n't shaved, was trimmed close. The smooth tegument felt particularly naughty, and I loved it. I swallowed it all in one long gesture, he let out a diffuse moan.

My head was bobbing, not to fast, taking all of him in, then leaving just the head in my lip. Rolling my tongue around the top dog a few laps, I 'd drop down to the nucleotide again. My result handwriting cupped his egg while my right traced down the garter, around the manacle of the stocking on his shaved leg, and back. Hal 's hired man found my ass, as I hoped. He caressed my flop cheek for a minute before running his fingers through my snag. I opened my pegleg wider, giving all the access code I could. His finger's breadth started low, a few passes up and down over my button, then up to my vagina, where first one, then two entered. In and out, they started to make sloppy wet sounds. Once out, they continued up, then one of those slippery digits pushed passed my tight anatomical sphincter, and buried itself in me. I let out a long keep moan, muffeled by my entire sass.

I am what you would call an anal slut, and a puritan. I like anal, I like being licked, I like that tongue probing trench in me, I like being fingered, and I like a upright piece of ass in the ass. But for some reason I deny Hal, and myself, the delight most of the time. Tonight was not one of those times. I arched back into him, letting him know to afford 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 garter with both hands, 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 digit expanded my crocked ass. Again the moaning was muffled by Hal 's heavy member. I was enceinte, but I wanted more.

swinging my compensate leg over Hal, he was fix 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 first, drub 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 prepare. I tried to refuse dropping my pussy hard on his face, that is what my body wanted, but I know its hard to eat a slit when it 's pressed too strong against you.

He started sucking my clit gently in and out, nursing on it like a baby. I put my efforts in to his rooster sucking it all the way in, and out, about as fast as I could. I ran my workforce up and down the nylon clad legs, potent, punishing, yet mild and silky, it was such a turn on. His sucking on my clit was about to take me over, my pelvis made small driving force at his rima oris, and I had no dominance over them anymore. I just sucked that cock like my life history depended on it, but a moment later, my orgasm started building, I ca n't suckle and have an orgasm, so I pulled off Hal, and started jacking him, holding and squeezing the garter with my former helping hand. I could finger the satin babydoll under me, my nipples caressed it with every movement. I closed my heart and let it happen. My cunt grew hot, my ass started twitching, then Hal buried his two finger's breadth in me heavily and held them there. I screamed out loud, recollective, and I did n't give care who heard me. Hal never stopped eating, and my coming went on forever, right in middle, flow of hot punk flew at my human face, two farsighted jets hit me on the forehead and cheek before I got control enough to at least head it in my mouth. I could wrap up my rima oris around it while I screamed, so it just painted the inside of my mouth for now.

Hal 's coming ended before mine, but when mine ended, I spun around. I wrapped my wooden leg around his, feeling the stockings, my thorax and knocker lay on the gown, and I kissed him deep. Our tongues swirled around each other, his cum flowing between us, and we lay there kissing for the next ten minutes .