Ok, so this is a passing for me. I wanted to try to stretch myself to pen something outside my norm, and in fact, outside my normal propensity 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 know, kindly, where I went wrong on the topic, 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 while back, I was a bit frustrated, I thought I had made it more than obvious I was in the mood for some fun, but he seemed not to notice. 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 gain 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 induce to make 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 unmanliness felt so in force over his harder dead body. He had got my hints. I caressed the material up and down, making the indulgent sound that only satin can, and it felt marvelous to the spot. I rubbed over one of his flavor, flyspeck little thing that it was, and gave it a hard speck. 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 dorsum as I threw my leg over his. The flabby, slick stockings the covered his strong, list legs felt terrific 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 feel it as I worked my leg up and down his, my labia sliding free against each other. My script went down, working it 's way down the polish material, I felt the supporter that held up the stockings, but followed the night-robe to its end, where the lace hem fell just below the turnup of the nylon. I have always felt the smooth and gentle 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 lenify. The stretchability lace thong did n't obligate him at all, his erect turncock poked under the waistband while the slimness of it left a glob out on each side. I caressed these showtime, they were smooth, and easygoing, virtually free of hair they take on a completely different feel. I was entitle, but was also wanting, I could feel wetness from my slit on me inside thigh now, I was naked and nothing was holding it back.

I threw back the bed covers as Hal 's hired hand reached all the way down to the top of my ass, probing in to my crevice. My hand stroked up his long dick, hard and lacing covered, up to the stop where it emerged from the thong, where it was even smoother, with all the fellow bump 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 sassing spread and my clit pressed against the nylon covered thigh. The smell of musty slit filled the way, sharing the air with my now regular moaning.

I rolled my head over to his chest, and found one of those diminutive, worthless tit of his, and bit severely enough to throw him yelp, then gently sucked on it through the slick, satin cloth. I continued his hired hand job, long strokes up and down, and grinding on his leg, where I could feel the wet blot on his stockings growing. I lifted my leg for a moment, and pulled my kitty-cat off his leg, reached down a interred two digit deep inside. I could n't believe how wet it was. I brought my manus up, I gave the wet fingers to hal, who sucked them clean like a hungry infant. They soon returned to my wet sheep pen, where they swirled and probed before finding there way past my other 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 mouth to his gumshoe, swinging my ass up toward the head of the bed. The musky smell that came from him was amazing, it combined with my kitty-cat, smeared all over his leg, to form an intoxicating assortment. I pulled the scanty down as he lifted his hips to help. Running my hired man 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 long motility, he let out a diffused groan.

My fountainhead was bobbing, not to fast, taking all of him in, then leaving just the head in my back talk. Rolling my tongue around the head word a few laps, I 'd drop down to the bag again. My leave behind hand cupped his formal while my right traced down the garter, around the manacle of the stocking on his shaven leg, and back. Hal 's hired man found my ass, as I hoped. He caressed my right cheek for a minute before running his fingers through my snag. I opened my legs wider, giving all the admittance 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 clear sloppy wet sounds. Once out, they continued up, then one of those slippy dactyl pushed passed my tight anatomical sphincter, and buried itself in me. I let out a long sustained moan, muffeled by my full mouth.

I am what you would bid an anal slut, and a prude. I like anal, 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 pleasure almost 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 motions, in and out, and I went back to concentrating on his dick.

I held on to the garter 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 well lubed fingerbreadth expanded my mean ass. Again the moaning was muffled by Hal 's fleshy extremity. I was great, but I wanted more.

swing my right leg over Hal, he was ready to eat me, and I managed to do it without removing the fingerbreadth from my ass. I dropped my button to his face, and he quickly started feasting on me. All over at number 1, work my puffy labia, then licking the softer inner lip, 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 pussycat punishing on his case, that is what my body wanted, but I know its hard to eat a snatch when it 's pressed too difficult against you.

He started sucking my clit gently in and out, nursing on it like a baby. I put my efforts in to his hammer sucking it all the way in, and out, about as fast as I could. I ran my hands up and down the nylon clad branch, hard, concentrated, yet piano and satiny, it was such a turn on. His sucking on my clit was about to take me over, my hips made small thrusts at his backtalk, and I had no control over them anymore. I just sucked that cock like my life depended on it, but a second later, my orgasm started edifice, I ca n't suck and deliver an sexual climax, 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 teat caressed it with every movement. I closed my eyes and let it happen. My snatch grew hot, my ass started twitching, then Hal buried his two fingers in me hard and held them there. I screamed out loud, long, and I did n't wish who heard me. Hal never stopped eating, and my climax went on forever, right in middle, streams of hot spunk flew at my face, two long reverse lightning hit me on the forehead and cheek before I got control enough to at least full point it in my back talk. I could wrap my sass around it while I screamed, so it just painted the interior of my oral cavity 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 gown, and I kissed him deep. Our tongue swirled around each other, his cum flowing between us, and we lay there kissing for the succeeding ten minutes .