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   This story is for entertainment only.  It contains adult oriented
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within are figments of my imagination and have no basis in fact.  I do not
practice, advocate, condone or encourage acts portrayed here.  The
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   NIGHTY-WARE

   Part 3 (mF)

   Prologue My mom had hosted a Nighty-Ware party for some friends and
neighbors in my house.  In the process of the party, I got a sneak peek at
many of them dressed only in see-through or sexy lingerie, a real turn-on.
Now, my mom had departed to drop off the purchases of the friends that
lived beyond walking distance, while I delivered the other packages to the
nearly buyers.  I already had a couple of close encounters, and I was
hoping my luck hadn't run out.

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   My next delivery was to Darlene, a half a block away.  She wasn't home,
so I left the package with her husband, and told him it had already been
paid for.  He seemed surprised by my visit but grunted an acknowledgement
and shut the door.

   The last box I was carrying was for Mary.  Now, Mary wasn't particularly
attractive, so I had no expectations or desire to pursue anything at this
address.  I rang the doorbell, and a young lady came to the door.  It was
Christi, Mary's daughter, dressed in torn jeans and a college t-shirt that
covered ample breasts.  She was home from college visiting.  I explained
that I had a package for her mom, which she tore from my hands.  I followed
her inside as she opened the box, and she seemed delighted at the contents.


   "I must try these on" she exclaimed.

   I tried to advise her that the products were not returnable, and if
anything should happen, my mom wouldn't be held responsible.  She just
pointed to the couch and told me to sit down.  I figured there was trouble
in store, so I waited to protect my mother's interests.

   A few mimutes later, Christi came down the hallway.  She was obviously
better endowed on top than her mom, since the flower print bra was barely
holding her in.  Her mom's hips must have been wider, since the matching
flower print panties which were designed to be loose and flowing barely fit
her hips, hanging well below her belly button.

   "How do I look?" she asked, turning around for me to examine.

   My eyes were focused on her breasts, which barely wiggled as she turned.
Then it happened -- Christi inhaled a bit too much, and the front closure
of the bra gave way, exposing Christi's well-formed self-supporting
breasts, sticking out like torpedoes.  But instead of putting her hands up
to cover them, Christi put her hands on her hips and intentionally thrust
her chest forward, as if to point her hardening nipples directly at me.

   "Nice tits, huh?" she asked rhetorically.  "I've been horny ever since I
got home, and I bet you're just the cure."

   She grabbed my hand and we walked quickly down the hallway.  She led me
into her bedroom, closed the door, and practically tore my pants and jockey
shorts from my hips.  I stepped out of them so as not to trip.  She bent
down, examined my penis with eyes, and then her fingers, and then her
mouth. I reached down in front of her and stroked those fine tits, qently
squeezing and fondling, paying special attention to the nipples that were
hardening.  Christi moaned as she sucked, and my pleasure was measurably
enhanced.

   Christi layed down on the bed and pulled me after.  Up until now, I
hadn't thought of fucking any of these neighbors or friends, but Christi
was different.  I wanted to feel my penis in her hot cunt.  I reached down
to remove the panties, since they were almost at her thighs anyway.  I was
straddling her, but she moved me further up on her, until my penis was
laying in the valley between her tits.

   "I haven't had a good tit fuck in a week" she explained, and put her
hands over mine, pressing the mounds of flesh together around my prick.

   I started to move up and back, and the sensation was marvelous. 
Occasionally Christi would remove the pressure, moisten my hardness in her
mouth to enhance the friction, and then put it back in between.  I
awkwardly announced that I was about to come, and then spewed semen all
over Christi's face and tits.  She licked off what her tongue could reach,
and then gave my prick a couple of licks and sucks to partially clean it
off.

   "Thanks, stud, I'll remember you the next time I'm home."

   I left, wondering if her mom would call mine about the broken bra hook,
and if I'd be asked to explain.

   Continued in NIGHTY-WARE Part 4

   An Original HM Tale

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