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   NIGHTY-WARE

   Part 35 (mg;mF;mF)

   Prologue

   It all started when mom had hosted a Nighty-Ware party for some friends
and neighbors in my house.  Instead of plastic storage containers, lingerie
of all kinds was sampled and purchased.  My first sexual experiences came
as a result of delivering these purchases to our neighbors.  Since then,
I've continued to have a variety of sexual experiences with an assortment
of partners.  ______________________________

   Kitten was going home to her folks.  She and her mom had a series of
telephone conversations and they had made at least a temporary peace.  In
the meantime, Kitten and I had several fucking sessions but I had never cum
in her.  They always ended with either Kitten taking my spurts in her mouth
or on her body.  Since her folks were arriving for dinner, our last chance
for sex would be after school.  Kitten was waiting in a t-shirt and shorts
when I got home.  I had been hiding an erection all day just thinking about
what she had said -- "Something special."

   We went upstairs immediately and took our clothes off.  We were alone
without fear of interruption or discovery.  Kitten licked my already hard
penis into full extension and laid me back on the bed.  She took a position
on top and lowered herself down.  After all of our fucking she was still
extremely tight.  She began to bounce up and down with enormous enthusiasm.
Her breasts hypnotised me as they jiggled around on her chest with the
motion of her body.

   "Like father, like son," she murmured to no one in particular,
confirming her sexual liaison with my dad.

   She was almost slamming herslf down on me and I felt the fluids
gathering for an intense explosion that had been in the making all day.  I
tried to move her off so I wouldn't cum in her but she stood her ground.

   "Cum, cum, cum," she chanted, although I needed very little urging.

   I was scared of getting Kitten pregnant.  Our sex was for fun, not for
making babies.  Kitten was already messed up with her folks.  A teen
pregnancy wouldn't help matters at all.

   Just then the phone rang.  I stretched over to answer it while Kitten
continued her onslaught.  Maybe the phone call would bring me back from the
brink of orgasm.  It was Bill, one of the guys I hang out with.

   He said hello and then asked a strange question -- "What are you doing
right now?"

   I couldn't tell him I was fucking my young cousin and about to dump a
load of sperm into her tight, demanding cunt.  I told him I had just gotten
out of the shower and had answered the phone in a towel.  I asked him why.
He told me he was inviting classmates and young relatives to a "Come As You
Are" birthday party.

   "Cu, cu, cu, come, come as you are?" I stuttered weakly.

   "Cum, cum, cum," chanted Kitten in response.

   My balls tightened, I grunted, my hips thrust upward, and Kitten got
what she wanted.

   "Are you okay?  You sound winded," asked Bill.

   "Yeah, just fine," I replied panting as I tried to regain my breath.

   He warned me not to cheat as he had written down my answer.  Great, now
I've got to attend Bill's birthday in a towel.  I guess that's better than
showing up with my prick firmly planted in my female cousin while she was
hanging from my neck with her legs wrapped around me.

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   I wanted to sleep in on the Saturday of the "Come As You Are" party but
my mom had other ideas.  "I have an errand for you to run," she asked.  The
new Nighty-Ware catalog had arrived and my mom had distributed copies of it
to her previous and some new customers.  "There have been several requests
for you to make the deliveries.  Maybe you can make some tips," my mom
speculated.  If anything, it would be her customers who wanted a tip -- of
a hard penis in their mouth, cunt or ass.

   The first delivery was to Darlene, my horny Valentine girl.  She greeted
me warmly, taking my hands in hers.  We were both grateful for our last
encounter.  She came away feeling more like a desirable woman.  I came away
with my first piece.  I waited until Darlene opened the package.  This
number was unusual because it was opaque.  It was made of many small pieces
of dark material, attached to each other so that body movement would show
only small patches of bare skin.  Darlene insisted on trying it on for me
and who was I to refuse a customer's request?  In just a few minutes,
Darlene called me into her bedroom.  The effect was quite sensual.  Darlene
was not the prettiest neighbor I'd messed around with but I owed her for
being my first.  And, she was getting me excited.  I made a game out of
trying to kiss the exposed areas as Darlene shifted her weight and moved
while standing in place.  I got lucky and timed a kiss directly on her
pussy as the material parted.

   "Oh yes, there," Darlene directed my attention.

   She fell back on her bed and pushed the material away from her cunt,
giving me clear access.  I used my tongue as Darlene's belly and thighs
rose and fell with my attention to her lower lips.  She was ready and so
was I.  I pulled my slacks and underwear down and entered Darlene easily.
She held my hips and whipped me back and forth, my penis punishing her.  We
both heard the back door open as Darlene's husband came home.  Darlene,
however, wouldn't let go until she had gotten satisfied.  I wanted to go
before I got pummeled.  I increased my tempo, even faster than Darlene had
achieved by holding my hips.  Darlene came and released her grip.  I hadn't
cum but didn't care.  I got myself back together and went downstairs to
greet Darlene's husband.

   "What are you doing here?" he asked gruffly.  "Say, aren't you that
neighbor kid who delivered that frilly garbage?  You didn't bring my wife
another one of those things, did you?"

   Before I could answer, Darlene came downstairs fully dressed holding an
opened box.

   "No dear, I ordered this modest cotton nightgown.  That's all," she
explained.

   Any kind of inspection would have identified the nightgown to be old and
washed, not new.  But Darlene's husband was satisfied and left for the
kitchen.

   "I know you didn't get off, dear," Darlene apologized.

   "That's okay.  I've got my health," I replied as I walked out their
door.

   The next delivery was to a new customer, Trudy, about a block away. 
Evidently she had heard about my mom's business from a previous customer,
borrowed an older Nighty-Ware catalog, and placed her first order.  I
didn't know if the previous customer was one I had been intimate with or
not, or whether Trudy knew about me at all.  I was pleasantly surprised
when a younger woman answered the door.  She had short brown hair and a
nice figure.

   "Oh, my Nighty-Ware order," she exclaimed with enthusiasm.

   Her smile faded as she examined the packing slip.  Some of the things
she had ordered had been discontinued and Nighty-Ware had made
substitutions without telling her or my mom.  I apologized awkwardly and
offered to take the stuff back.  Trudy was too jazzed about getting the
order to send it back that quick.

   "At least I want to see what they sent me," she explained.

   We opened the box on a living room coffee table and examined the
contents.  There were two outfits.  The first was a sheer neck to floor
gown in black.  The other was a two piece, top and panties.

   "This one doesn't look like its my size.  Does Nighty-Ware do
alterations?" Trudy asked.

   I quickly checked the catalog for an answer and found it.

   "Yes, the first alteration is free when substitutions have been made by
Nighty-Ware," I explained by reading from the catalog.

   "Well then, I'll try this one on and you can mark it for alterations,"
Trudy stated matter-of-factly.

   I didn't tell her that my mom had done this in the past and I had no
training for such an activity.  However, the opportunity of seeing Trudy in
these outfits clamped my mouth shut.  Trudy returned to the living room in
the black floor gown.  She had left her bra and panties on but the effect
was still stunning.  As she walked around the room and passed by several
windows, I got the backlit view of her exquisite figure.  I was getting
pretty excited but Trudy paid no attention.

   "The way this is woven, I'm not sure if anything can be done with it. 
It's more like a sack dress anyway.  You know, one piece of material And it
would look funny if it were any shorter," Trudy said.

   She demonstrated by lifting the gown from the floor slowly, gradually
exposing her legs for me to see without the translucent black covering. 
She kept pulling it higher and higher, past her bikini panties and
eventually over her head.  Trudy stood there in bra and panties with an
innocent look on her face.

   "I guesa I'll try this other one now," Trudy explained as she shimmied
out of the room.

   I couldn't hide my erection and hoped either Trudy didn't notice or took
advantage of my readiness.  Anything else would be quite embarassing.

   "How is this?" Trudy asked as she entered with the two piece on.

   The top was sleeveless and was designed to drape over the woman's torso,
ending at her stomach.  The panties were tight at the hips but loose and
flowing to her knees.

   "I think these both need alterations, don't you?"

   Trudy was correct.  The top looked funny coming down that far and the
pants were too long.

   "Here are some safety pins to mark the alterations.  Be careful, I
wouldn't want to get pricked," Trudy said.

   I thought that was an interesting choice of words but started my task.

   "I think I want the top taken up at the shoulders, like this," Trudy
started to explain.  But as she lifted her arms to demonstrate, she saw her
motion also lifted the top even further.

   "I guess you'll have to make the adjustments without my help.  Just
gather the material at the shoulders until I tell you when."

   I stood in front of Trudy and began to bunch the material at her
shoulders.  The front edge of the top slowly crept up her stomach until her
belly was fully exposed.  Trudy said nothing.  I continued gathering as the
material was now starting to expose the bottoms of her naked breasts."

   "That's fine, pin it there," Trudy requested.

   I pinned the bunched material as best I could with a couple of safety
pins on each side.  The front material was uneven, making a diagonal across
her chest but she didn't complain.  Then she stretched her arms above her
head.  I was faced with one half covered breast and one breast with an
exposed and aroused nipple.  Maybe she didn't know what she was doing. 
Maybe she did.

   "Now the pants, please," Trudy asked.  "They're too long.  Fold them up
to make them shorter.  Trudy stood straight up as I created a hem for the
first leg.  My fingers were high on her thigh and I slowed down.  "Higher"
she requested when I stopped.  I took the pant leg up another one-half
inch, dangerously close to Trudy's crotch.  "That's fine, just pin it
there. Make sure it doesn't slid back down," Trudy directed.  The outer
material was easy but the material close to Trudy's crotch required me to
reach inside.  I discovered that Trudy had removed her undies as well as
her bra for this outfit.  The back of my hand brushed against Trudy's naked
mound but she showed no reaction.  I moved to the back and did the same
thing, this time the back of my hand rested against Trudy's ass and pussy.
Still no reaction.  I performed the same procedure on the other pant leg.
Trudy's crotch seemed moist and I recognized the smell of a woman's sex.

   "All done," I announced.

   "Fine, then you'll need to take these," Trudy said and with two quick
motions dropped the pants to the floor and pulled the top over her head. 
Trudy stood there naked and lovely.  I was speechless.

   "Don't worry.  Anna explained everything.  I was just having fun with
you.  I hope you don't mind.  Maybe I can make it up to you somehow," Trudy
said as she approached me.  Her hand reached out and traced the shape of my
hard on in my pants as she pulled my head towards her and kissed me with
feeling and passion unlike anything I had experienced.  That afternoon, she
sucked me dry, we fucked and she took me up the ass.  I don't think she was
finished but I was devastated.  With her pinned up outfit in hand, I
wobbled back home to get ready for the party.

   Continued in NIGHTY-WARE Part 36

   An Original HM Tale
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