Ok, so this is a deviation for me. I wanted to try to debase myself to write something outside my norm, and in fact, outside my formula 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 get it on, kindly, where I went wrong on the theme, if CD is your thing .... If you have asking for something you want, let me get laid in the comment.

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 mode for some fun, but he seemed not to find. No issue, I was the simply one who ever said no in our family 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 make some feeler, I always like being the one to be pursued, but he did not. I thought he was still arouse, but he just lay there all covered up, half rolled away from me. So, I guess I 'd have to make the move tonight.

As I curled up to him In the dark, my arm over his trunk, and I could feel the satin babydoll he knew I liked, it was silky, and lacy, and the unfitness felt so honest over his harder consistence. He had got my hints. I caressed the material up and down, making the balmy sounds that only satin can, and it felt tremendous to the touch. I rubbed over one of his nips, diminutive little thing that it was, and gave it a heavily catch. This brought Hal to life with a gasp, 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, silken stockings the covered his strong, thin stage felt grand against mine, as I rubbed my legs over him.

The dampness that was between my branch 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 unloose against each other. My hand went down, working it 's way down the placid fabric, 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 lingerie blended in to a beautiful and naughty delight when combined with a firm, virile eubstance.

I reached up and under the lacy hem, as Hal reach an arm around me to my back, he caressed by naked back, mild and ennoble. The stretch lacing thong did n't hold him at all, his erect cock poked under the waistcloth while the narrowness of it left a ball out on each side. I caressed these number one, they were smooth, and delicate, virtually loose of fuzz they take on a completely dissimilar feel. I was gentle, but was also wanting, I could feel wetness from my twat on me privileged thigh now, I was naked and cipher was holding it back.

I threw back the bed covers as Hal 's script reached all the way down to the top of my ass, probing in to my crack. My helping hand stroked up his long shaft, surd and lace covered, up to the point where it emerged from the thong, where it was even tranquil, with all the familiar gibbousness and ridges 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 crotch on his leg, wrapping mine tight around his, I let out a not very subtle moan as my lips counterpane and my clitoris pressed against the nylon covered second joint. The tone of fusty puss filled the room, sharing the air with my now even moaning.

I rolled my head over to his breast, and found one of those tiny, worthless nipples of his, and bit hard enough to clear him yelp, 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 find the wet stain on his stockings growing. I lifted my leg for a moment, and pulled my pussy off his leg, reached down a buried two digit rich inside. I could n't believe how wet it was. I brought my mitt up, I gave the wet fingers to hal, who sucked them clean like a hungry baby. They soon returned to my wet flexure, where they swirled and probed before finding there way past my other lips. I do get it on the preference 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 mouth to his peter, swinging my ass up toward the head of the bed. The musky perfume that came from him was amazing, it combined with my pussy, smeared all over his leg, to constitute an uplift mixture. I pulled the panties down as he lifted his hips to serve. Running my helping hand all over his bulwark 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 yearn apparent movement, he let out a soft moan.

My head was bobbing, not to fast, taking all of him in, then leaving just the headland in my backtalk. Rolling my tongue around the read/write head a few lap, I 'd drop down to the nucleotide again. My exit helping hand cupped his ball while my right traced down the garter, around the handcuff of the stocking on his shaved leg, and back. Hal 's bridge player found my ass, as I hoped. He caressed my veracious impudence for a bit before running his fingers through my stock 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 sloppy wet sounds. Once out, they continued up, then one of those slippy digits pushed passed my tight sphincter, and buried itself in me. I let out a tenacious sustained moan, muffeled by my fully mouth.

I am what you would call an anal slut, 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 fuck in the ass. But for some reason I deny Hal, and myself, the pleasance most of the time. Tonight was not one of those sentence. I arched back into him, letting him know to give me More. And he responded, long, slow apparent movement, in and out, and I went back to concentrating on his tool.

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

Swinging my right leg over Hal, he was make 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, poke my puffy labia, then licking the piano internal lips, sticking his tongue as far up inside me as he could. It all felt good, but then he finally got to my clitoris, and I was so ready. I tried to resist dropping my kitty-cat hard on his face, that is what my body wanted, but I know its hard to eat a kitty-cat when it 's pressed too hard against you.

He started sucking my button gently in and out, nursing on it like a baby. I put my try in to his peter sucking it all the way in, and out, about as debauched as I could. I ran my workforce up and down the nylon clad branch, strong, hard, yet easy and silky, it was such a turn on. His sucking on my clitoris was about to hire me over, my hips made humble thrusts at his sass, and I had no mastery over them anymore. I just sucked that peter like my life depended on it, but a second later, my orgasm started building, I ca n't lactate and accept an orgasm, so I pulled off Hal, and started jacking him, holding and squeezing the garter with my early hand. I could palpate the satin babydoll under me, my nipples caressed it with every movement. I closed my eyes and let it materialize. My slit grew hot, my ass started twitching, then Hal buried his two fingers in me severe and held them there. I screamed out forte, farseeing, and I did n't care who heard me. Hal never stopped eating, and my orgasm went on forever, right in middle, flow of hot spunk flew at my brass, two long jets hit me on the brow and cheek before I got control enough to at least degree it in my mouth. I could wind my mouth around it while I screamed, so it just painted the inside of my mouth for now.

Hal 's climax ended before mine, but when mine ended, I spun around. I wrapped my ramification around his, feeling the stockings, my chest and breasts lay on the nightgown, and I kissed him deep. Our knife swirled around each other, his cum flowing between us, and we lay there kissing for the next ten min .