Ok, so this is a departure for me. I wanted to try to stretch myself to pen something outside my norm, and in fact, outside my normal proclivity 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 have intercourse, 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 remark.

Hal had gone to bed a while back, I was a bit foiled, I thought I had made it more than obvious I was in the mood for some fun, but he seemed not to notice. No affair, I was the only when 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 awaken, 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 torso, and I could feel the satin babydoll he knew I liked, it was silky, and lacy, and the softness felt so estimable over his harder body. He had got my touch. I caressed the material up and down, making the diffused audio that only satin can, and it felt marvelous to the soupcon. I rubbed over one of his nips, bantam little thing that it was, and gave it a strong pinch. 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 speak. He rolled toward me on to his back as I threw my leg over his. The piano, silken stockings the covered his firm, incline pegleg felt wonderful against mine, as I rubbed my leg over him.

The dampness that was between my legs when I first got in to bed, was now a glossy wetness, I could feel it as I worked my leg up and down his, my labia sliding gratis against each other. My hand went down, working it 's way down the politic fabric, I felt the supporter that held up the stockings, but followed the nightie to its end, where the lacing hem fell just below the cuff of the nylon. I have always felt the smooth and gentle sensations of the lingerie blended in to a beautiful and naughty delight when combined with a firm, male eubstance.

I reached up and under the lacy hem, as Hal reach an arm around me to my back, he caressed by bare back, delicate and appease. The stretchiness lace G-string did n't hold him at all, his erect cock poked under the waistband while the narrowness of it left a ball out on each slope. I caressed these first, they were smooth, and voiced, virtually costless of hair they take on a completely dissimilar flavor. I was docile, but was also wanting, I could feel wetness from my pussy on me privileged thigh now, I was naked and nothing 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 cleft. My hand stroked up his retentive shaft, hard and lacing covered, up to the point where it emerged from the G-string, where it was even smoother, with all the familiar bumps 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 fork on his leg, wrapping mine tight around his, I let out a not very pernicious moan as my brim bed covering and my clit pressed against the nylon covered thigh. The smell of musty pussy filled the way, sharing the air with my now veritable moaning.

I rolled my head over to his chest of drawers, and found one of those petite, wretched nipples of his, and bit hard enough to make him yelp, then gently sucked on it through the slick, satin cloth. I continued his hand job, long strokes up and down, and grinding on his leg, where I could find the wet spot on his stockings growing. I lifted my leg for a minute, and pulled my pussy off his leg, reached down a eat up 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 babe. They soon returned to my wet folds, where they swirled and probed before finding there way past my early lip. I do love the taste of pussycat, 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 mouth to his dick, swinging my ass up toward the nous of the bed. The musky aroma that came from him was amazing, it combined with my pussy, smeared all over his leg, to take form an soak admixture. I pulled the panties down as he lifted his hips to help. Running my hand all over his inguen was exciting, he shaved almost everything, and what was n't shaved, was trimmed close. The unruffled pelt felt particularly gamy, and I loved it. I swallowed it all in one recollective motion, he let out a soft moan.

My straits was bobbing, not to fast, taking all of him in, then leaving just the read/write head in my mouth. Rolling my spit around the heading a few laps, I 'd overleap down to the base again. My left hand cupped his testicle while my right traced down the garter, around the cuff of the stocking on his shaved leg, and back. Hal 's hand found my ass, as I hoped. He caressed my rightfulness impertinence for a minute before running his finger through my split. I opened my legs wider, giving all the admission 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 produce sloppy wet sounds. Once out, they continued up, then one of those slippery digits pushed passed my tight sphincter, and buried itself in me. I let out a long sustained moan, muffeled by my full sass.

I am what you would call in an anal slut, and a puritan. I like anal, I like being licked, I like that tongue probing deep in me, I like being fingered, and I like a good screw in the ass. But for some reason I deny Hal, and myself, the pleasure virtually of the time. Tonight was not one of those times. I arched back into him, letting him know to generate me more. And he responded, long, slow motions, in and out, and I went back to concentrating on his dick.

I held on to the garters with both hands, while I worked hard on the peter. It was as hard as I 'd ever seen it, I loved it. I only paused for a secondly when a second well lubed digit expanded my soused ass. Again the moaning was muffled by Hal 's fleshy extremity. I was bang-up, but I wanted more.

Swinging my right leg over Hal, he was ready to eat me, and I managed to do it without removing the finger's breadth from my ass. I dropped my button to his case, and he quickly started feasting on me. All over at first, lick my puffy labia, then licking the diffused privileged 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 severe on his face, that is what my physical structure wanted, but I know its hard to eat a puss 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 endeavor in to his cock sucking it all the way in, and out, about as libertine as I could. I ran my hands up and down the nylon clad legs, strong, laborious, yet sonant and silky, it was such a bit on. His sucking on my clit was about to take me over, my pelvic arch made small push at his oral cavity, and I had no ascendancy over them anymore. I just sucked that cock like my liveliness depended on it, but a minute later, my orgasm started building, I ca n't suck up and ingest an climax, so I pulled off Hal, and started jacking him, holding and squeezing the supporter with my other hand. I could experience the satin babydoll under me, my nipples caressed it with every bowel movement. I closed my eyes and let it happen. My slit grew hot, my ass started twitching, then Hal buried his two fingers in me arduous and held them there. I screamed out brassy, hanker, and I did n't give care who heard me. Hal never stopped eating, and my orgasm went on forever, right in center, stream of hot spunk flew at my brass, two farsighted jet plane hit me on the forehead and cheek before I got control enough to at least point it in my mouth. I could enwrap my mouthpiece around it while I screamed, so it just painted the interior of my mouth for now.

Hal 's coming ended before mine, but when mine ended, I spun around. I wrapped my leg around his, feeling the stockings, my chest and breasts lay on the nightie, 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 .