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   NIGHTY-WARE

   Part 4 (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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   Despite all of my adventures in sucking and licking and caressing and
probing, I was still horny.  I wanted a real, live fuck, not a simulation
between someone's tits or in somebody's mouth.  Oh yes, I'd had much
pleasure and emptied plenty of seed this afternoon, but I wasn't satisfied.
Well, all of the boxes had been distributed, so I headed for home with a
heavy heart and a semi-permanent erection.

   I was contemplating another session with one of my dad's Playboy
magazines when I passed Darlene's house on my way home.  Her husband was
storming out of the house, down the walk, and into his car.  He sped away,
angry about who-knows-what.  He didn't notice me, but I saw Darlene in the
doorway wearing a plain bathrobe, unsuccessfully holding back her tears. 
She saw me as I passed, and looked embarassed at being seen like this.  She
didn't shut the door, so instead of continuing on, I walked up the path to
her door and she let me in.

   "I'm sorry you saw me like this, and I want to explain." I nodded and
continued listening as she closed the door behind me.  "My husband gave me
the package you dropped off.  I thought I'd surprise him, so I put on the
outfit and came down to model it for him."

   Now I noticed the bit of silky lace sticking out of the collar of her
bathrobe and the unusual red stockings on her feet.

   "Anyway, he called me cheap.  He said I looked like an actress in a
porno movie, and left in a huff."

   I tried to sound sincere, because I was.  "I'm sorry he felt that way. I
know most of my mom's customers like the stuff they purchased because it
makes them feel more feminine."

   "Oh, and it does" she agreed as she seemed to feel the material under
the bathrobe against her skin.

   I don't know if she noticed that I was getting an erection standing
there, just a few feet away from her, knowing that she was wearing her
Nighty-Ware under the robe, but it may have motivated her next action.

   "Tell me" she said as she slowly opened the bathrobe, "how do you think
I look?"

   I'm sure my mouth dropped at the sight of her in that lingerie.  It was
the Valentine's Day special, all in red.  Each piece was sheer, almost
see-through, and although I never would have labelled Darlene as 'sexy',
there was no other word that worked.

   "You are a sexy and desirable woman" I replied, and took another step
forward, closing the distance by one third.

   Darlene completed the process, stepping up to me, putting her arms
around me, and hugging me with my head against her chest.  It was then that
she noticed the bulge in my pants as it rubbed against her.  She startled
for a moment, releasing her hold on me, but then pulled me even closer, one
hand sliding down to my buttocks.

   I raised my head from her chest, and leaned up to kiss her full on the
mouth, putting my hands around her under the robe.  She slid the robe off
her shoulders, and we kissed and pressed our bodies together until we both
ran out of breath.  We walked a few steps into the living room, where
Darlene began to stroke me through my pants, and then asked me to disrobe.
Despite the fact that we were in her living room, and that her husband
might return any minute, I obliged.  I unclasped her bra, and her breasts
sagged a bit, so I scooped them up and kissed them, sucking her nipples to
hardness as I went.  She continued to stroke my penis into an even harder
state, running her hands between my legs and fondling my balls.

   Then Darlene got down on all fours, spread her legs, and directed me to
get behind her.  It was then I noticed that the panties had a well-placed
slit, a convenience for lovers in a hurry.  I moved in from behind, and she
reached back to help me place my rigid penis in her waiting cunt.  She was
tight only at the entrance, but her enthusiasm and control of her vaginal
muscles made up for it.  I rocked back and forth, as our juices started to
mix, and I reached around and fondled her swinging breasts.  In a flurry of
movement I reached climax, and I came hard in her cunt.  Finally, a real
live fuck with a woman who appreciated it.

   I put my clothes back on, leaving the clean-up for home.  I was worried
that I'd be found cleaning off my penis as her husband walked in.  Darlene
thanked me for making her feel better, and I told her it was all my
pleasure.  And, with all of the packages delivered, there was no place to
go but home.

   Continued in NIGHTY-WARE Part 5

   An Original HM Tale

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