Sex With My Hat

I opened the door to a dark house.  “Hello?” I called.  I knew she was home because the car was outside, but that didn’t explain the dark.

 “Back here,” I heard her call from the bedroom.  I walked down the hallway to our bedroom and flipped on the light to find her spread seductively on the bed wearing my fedora and one of my dress shirts.
 “Hi,” said I.  “Um, what’s up?”
 She took a brief glance toward my trousers.  “You are, by the looks of it.  I take it you like?”
 I mumbled something as she walked over to me and pressed her bespectacled face to mine.  I ran my fingers through her hair with one hand, while the other crept slowly around the curve of her ass.  She pulled away suddenly.
 “Nah, ah, ah.  None of that, not yet.”  She spun me around and pushed me onto the bed.  She pulled me up so I was sitting on the edge, my head nuzzled in those wondrous breasts.  The shirt was unbuttoned just far enough so I could see a hint of her nipples.  I moved my head and shifted her shirt a little to get a better angle.  I took one nipple in my mouth and bit it ever so slightly.  Her hand immediately grasped me to her bosom and she moaned in my ear, “Do the other one.”  So, naturally I obliged.
 I held on to her with my left arm as my right hand crept in-between her legs.  Her cunt was already dripping.  I roughly massaged her clit and continued nibbling at her nipples.  She was rapidly losing control, her hands scrambling for purchase on my back.  She tore off my t-shirt and dug her nails into my shoulder.
 “I liked that shirt,” I said, coming up for air.
 “I’ll (pant) buy you (pant) another,” she moaned.
 I slipped finger, then two, then three, inside of her.  My hand worked like a piston, trying to get deeper within.  She came, biting her lip, but I didn’t stop.  I needed to make her shout and when, a moment later, she did; I withdrew my hand and licked the tartness that she had deposited.
 “Your turn,” she groaned, knocking me on my back.  I caught a brief glimpse of my fedora headed in a southerly direction and then heard a zipper being slowly undone.  I realized that it was my zipper when I felt my cock exposed to the open air for a moment.  A very brief moment, as it turned out, because her mouth was soon wrapped around it.
 I inhaled sharply, moving my head so I could see what she was doing.  Her eyes met mine as my fedora bobbed up and down.  She started pumping my cock with her hand while she sucked the top.  My eyes rolled back into their sockets.  Her mouth moved down lower as she began to lick my balls.  At this point I ran my hands through her hair again; never actually holding her head down, but simply applying a certain amount of pressure.  She swallowed my length and I felt her smile around it.  It gave me a great deal of pleasure knowing that she enjoyed this as much as I did.
 As I felt my excitement build, I motioned for her to back off a little.  Unsteadily, I rose to my feet and took my cock in hand.  She knew what I had in mind and flung my fedora across the room accordingly.  She unbuttoned the shirt and let it fall open, at last revealing her breasts to full view.  She started playing with her clit, the sight of which drove me wild.  I couldn’t contain myself anymore and sprayed my cum across her face and chest.  I shot five or six times, each time leaving a different trail on her.
 She wiped her glasses clean and surveyed the situation.  Seeing a bit near her breast, she rubbed my cum into her nipple like it was lotion or something.  She ran her tongue across her lips and lapped up some cum that had landed there.  “Mm,” she said as she stood up.  “I think I should wear your clothes more often."

Originally posted Friday, March 04, 2005