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 proclivities and 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 know, kindly, where I went wrong on the topic, if CD is your affair .... If you have postulation for something you want, let me do it in the comments.

Hal had gone to bed a spell back, I was a bit foiled, I thought I had made it more than obvious I was in the modality for some fun, but he seemed not to discover. No subject, I was the just 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 rise in bed. I was hoping he would came cook some progress, 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 have to make the movement tonight.

As I curled up to him In the darkness, my arm over his trunk, and I could feel the satin babydoll he knew I liked, it was silky, and lacy, and the effeminacy felt so good over his harder consistence. He had got my steer. I caressed the material up and down, making the easy sound that only satin can, and it felt tremendous to the touch. I rubbed over one of his nips, tiny slight thing that it was, and gave it a hard arrest. This brought Hal to life with a gasp, but he did n't say a affair. Whenever he dressed for me like this, he never seemed to utter. He rolled toward me on to his back as I threw my leg over his. The soft, silky stockings the covered his strong, lean stage felt rattling against mine, as I rubbed my legs over him.

The dampness that was between my wooden leg when I first got in to bed, was now a slick wetness, I could sense 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 shine material, I felt the garter 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 diffuse sentiency of the lingerie blended in to a beautiful and blue pleasure when combined with a business firm, manly body.

I reached up and under the lacy hem, as Hal reach an arm around me to my back, he caressed by naked back, delicate and gentle. The stretchiness lacing thong did n't contain him at all, his rear cock poked under the waistband while the narrow-mindedness of it left a globe out on each position. I caressed these first, they were smooth, and soft, virtually unloosen of hair they take on a completely different spirit. I was gentle, but was also wanting, I could find wetness from my pussy on me inner thigh now, I was naked and null 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 crevice. My helping hand stroked up his farseeing shaft, hard and lace covered, up to the point where it emerged from the thong, where it was even smoother, with all the familiar hump and ridges I have grown to desire. Up and down, it bounced and throbbed in my bridge player, I could fell how much he wanted me. I started grinding my fork 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 second joint. The smell of moldy twat filled the way, sharing the air with my now steady moaning.

I rolled my point over to his chest, and found one of those lilliputian, unworthy nipples of his, and bit hard enough to establish him yelp, then gently sucked on it through the slick magazine, satin material. 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 moment, and pulled my cunt off his leg, reached down a inter two finger late inside. I could n't think how wet it was. I brought my hand up, I gave the wet fingers to hal, who sucked them clean like a athirst baby. They soon returned to my wet flock, where they swirled and probed before finding there way past my other backtalk. I do love the gustatory modality of pussy, even if it 's my own. As I licked the slick secretion off my fingers, was even more excited.

I moved off his leg, and lowered my backtalk to his prick, swinging my ass up toward the drumhead of the bed. The musky scent that came from him was amazing, it combined with my cunt, smeared all over his leg, to work an intoxicating mixed bag. I pulled the panties down as he lifted his rosehip to help. Running my manus all over his seawall was exciting, he shaved almost everything, and what was n't shaved, was trimmed close. The shine skin felt particularly blue, and I loved it. I swallowed it all in one long apparent movement, he let out a soft moan.

My header was bobbing, not to fast, taking all of him in, then leaving just the forefront in my mouth. Rolling my tongue around the head a few circuit, I 'd drop down to the basis again. My go forth manus cupped his balls while my rightfulness traced down the supporter, around the manacle of the stocking on his shaved leg, and back. Hal 's hand found my ass, as I hoped. He caressed my right cheek 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 quaggy wet strait. Once out, they continued up, then one of those tricky fingerbreadth pushed passed my tight sphincter, and buried itself in me. I let out a recollective sustained moan, muffeled by my total mouthpiece.

I am what you would squall an anal retentive 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 serious screwing in the ass. But for some reasonableness I deny Hal, and myself, the delight most of the clock time. Tonight was not one of those times. 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 prick.

I held on to the garters with both hands, while I worked hard on the cock. It was as hard as I 'd ever seen it, I loved it. I only paused for a mo when a irregular well lubed digit expanded my cockeyed ass. Again the moaning was muffled by Hal 's overweight member. I was groovy, but I wanted more.

vacillation 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 facial expression, and he quickly started feasting on me. All over at commencement, lick my puffy labia, then licking the softer inner lip, sticking his knife as far up inside me as he could. It all felt good, but then he finally got to my button, and I was so ready. I tried to hold out dropping my snatch punishing on his face, that is what my body wanted, but I know its hard to eat a pussy 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 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 wooden leg, strong, concentrated, yet flabby and silky, it was such a turn on. His sucking on my clit was about to take me over, my pelvic girdle made small thrusts at his back talk, and I had no ascendance over them anymore. I just sucked that cock like my living depended on it, but a moment later, my sexual climax started building, I ca n't blow and have an orgasm, so I pulled off Hal, and started jacking him, holding and squeezing the garter with my other hand. I could find the satin babydoll under me, my nipples caressed it with every motion. I closed my middle and let it take place. My cunt grew hot, my ass started twitching, then Hal buried his two fingers in me hard and held them there. I screamed out aloud, long, and I did n't care who heard me. Hal never stopped eating, and my orgasm went on forever, right in eye, streams of hot spunk flew at my face, two long spirt hit me on the brow and cheek before I got control enough to at least point it in my mouth. I could wind my mouth around it while I screamed, so it just painted the interior of my sass 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 bosom lay on the nightie, and I kissed him deep. Our glossa swirled around each other, his cum flowing between us, and we lay there kissing for the adjacent ten transactions .