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ANNABELL
I woke up and saw the bright sunlight was coming from
the
wrong side of my bed. The reason was because it wasn't
my
bed, or my bedroom. I was also aware of a wonderful
hard-on
and a hand playing with it. But it wasn't my hand.
"About time you woke up and resumed your manly duties,"
a
female voice said next to me.
I turned and looked into the large brown eyes of
Annabell,
one of the single women I service as the "Private Dick"
in
the apartment complex in which I live. My sleepy brain
was
starting to remember the afternoon and evening of
sucking
and fucking we had enjoyed yesterday. A very memorable
time
was had by all as I was starting to recall.
I smiled at her. "Good morning, you sweet cunt. What's
for
breakfast?"
She frowned in her delightful way and said, "The only
breakfast you're going to get from this cunt is tit's
and
ass. My tit's and my ass."
"Sound's delightful," I told her as I threw my leg over
her legs, still clad in the sheer nude thigh-high
stockings
from the night before.
"Hang on," she said as I reached for one of her ample
tit's and pushed my hard cock down on her smooth belly.
"What for? I want my breakfast."
"But it's my bed and my menu," she protested with a
laugh.
"I thought the menu was tit's and ass. Your wonderful
tit's and your damp, aromatic ass. You know how much I
like
your ass-hole with that slight aroma of your sweet
shit."
It was true. Annabell's shit was different from the
other
women who all had to let me in their back door. Maybe it
was
because Annabell was one of the best chefs in town and
was
known for the exotic dishes she prepared in one of our
finest restaurants. I learned as a kid you could tell
what a
person ate by the smell of their shit.
She kept trying to push me off her naked body, smelling
of
stale sweat and pussy from last night but I managed to
get a
hard nipple in my mouth and was starting to chew on it
when
she said she wanted to try something different! Now I'm
always willing to try something different in the art of
The
Sweet Fuck and so I let her nipple slide out of my
mouth.
She slid off the sex stained sheets and I watched as she
swayed her sweet, firm ass out of the bedroom.
Her bedroom was bright with sunlight and my erect cock
was
nicely stiff and my balls refilled with a load of thick
cum
we were both going to enjoy in a few minutes or I was
going
to follow her and put it into one of her holes no matter
what she was planning.
I was enjoying my nights rest and the aroma of her
bedroom, a perfume that mixed her personnel scent with
the
smell of our sweat and the stale aroma of good sex and
damp
sweat soaked sheets when she came back into the room,
her
heavy tit's swaying delightfully. My attention went from
her
large, hard nipples and the sweet cleft between her legs
to
the pair of scissors in her hand.
"Come on, now. I wasn't that bad last night" I said. I
knew I had been damn good because Annabell was a great
piece
of ass and she really knew how to fuck a man and get the
last drop from his balls. And the way she had been
moaning
and groaning I knew my cock, mouth and hands had done a
good
job giving her climax after climax. "You said last night
I
was trying to wear out both of your fuck-holes,
remember?"
She stopped beside the bed, a look of surprise on her
small, round face. Some strands of her dark brown
shoulder
length hair had fallen into her eyes and she brushed
them
away, her tit's giggling as she looked at me.
"What? Oh, the scissors! Don't worry, dear, you're still
my "Private Dick", the best fucker I've had in years.
You're
dick is wonderful and you how to use it as all the girls
say. I'm not going to cut it off! I'm going to do
something
delightful for both of us," she laughed.
She put the scissors on the bed and slowly rolled down
the
stocking on her left leg, doing a sexy grinding of her
hips,
pushing them at me as she hummed the theme from "The
Stripper" and keeping my cock rock hard as she knew it
would. She pulled the stocking off her foot with a last
thrust of her hips and I was ready to unload my wad into
the
air. She shook out the thigh-high by the toe and then
took
the scissors and cut the foot off, throwing the rest
over
her shoulder.
"What are you going to do with that?" I asked.
"It's a shame, really," she said, looking at the thin
black material that was all that was left of the sexy
stocking. "I love expensive hose but this will be worth
it,"
she said, twirling the small piece of nylon in the air
as
she smiled at me with a hip thrust out.
"I liked it better on your leg," I told her.
"I know you do. And that's all you want me to wear when
you're over here."
"Those are the rules for all my women," I reminded her.
"I know. And I like your rules. But I know a better use
for this right now."
"And what's that?"
"You're going to wear it."
I've worn nylons before and found them sexy, especially
when the woman wanted to wrap her nylon covered legs
around
my stockinged legs as I humped her to a wonderful
climax. A
man will do whatever it takes to get his hard dick into
a
tight, wet cunt. I even wore a pair of crotch-less
panties
when a woman said it was the only way I was going to get
my
cock in her ass-hole. They were lime green with black
lace
and I still have them in my special dresser drawer.
"It looks a little small for my big foot," I laughed.
She smiled like a little girl. "Maybe for your foot,
dear,
but not your thick dick."
"My dick?" I said. I wasn't really surprised. Annabell
was
always looking for something new to try in her kitchen,
or
her bedroom, or bathroom or living room! She especially
liked her third floor terrace during a light summer
rain. I
liked it too but I had a time trying not to slide off
her
rain slick body last month. My hard-on was starting to
hurt
and I had to fuck her soft, curvy, fragrant body again,
so
...
"I saw it in the sex video I just got from the club I
subscribe to and it really looked like fun and that's
the
menu. I want you to fuck me wearing this on your cock."
I stretched out on the bed, spreading my legs, my hard
cock stretched over my stomach, my dick-hole looking me
in
the eye and asking when it was going to gush a load of
hot
cum again. "Why don't we watch the fuck film first, you
know, to get the technique right."
"It will be a lot more fun learning on the job," she
smiled, twirling the stocking foot again. The wide black
welt of the sheer thigh-high nylon still encasing her
left
leg, just under her dark, wet, pussy hair, made my balls
tingle. The perfume of sex was filling the air again and
my dick-hole was going to be rewarded!
She was right of course, as she always was in her
bedroom.
"Set the table, sweetie."
She laughed as she climbed on the bed, straddling my
legs
and said, "Rubber bands will keep it on you and you
won't
lose it in me."
Her heavy round tit's were hanging down and brushing my
stomach as she leaned over and french-kissed me, sucking
my
tongue hard. I sucked in her tongue and saliva as my
cock
began to hurt with its need!
"Rubber bands? Not to tight or this may not end the way
I
like it. And lose it in you? As tight as your pussy is?"
She laughed again. "Thank you, dear. I know I'm tighter
then most of the cunt you fuck around here. I'll bet you
tell that to those wet pussies when you've got your meat
in
them."
"You bet I do!"
She giggled. "We female's have a greater need then you
men
do. I'm thirty-eight and I need cock more now then I did
when I was a horny fourteen year old!"
I tried to imagine her as a horny fourteen year old, her
young pussy lips wet and open between her spread legs as
I
slid my fourteen year old cock into her and popped her
cherry! And what was this crap that a woman needed sex
more
then a man? I got my first pussy when I was twelve and
spending the summer with my thirty six year old widowed
Aunt
Jayne while my parents were on the West Coast. It was a
hot
July day when in the middle of the kitchen she bent
over,
pulled up her skirt and slip and showed me her
delightful
love-holes and long, stockinged legs! Then she invited
me
in! My lesson's lasted all summer, but that's another
story!
I've been a "Cunt Hound" ever since, and would be until
I
died. I'll probably be buried with a hard-on and all
ready
for a wet pussy in the next world!
She pulled the nylon over the head of my erect dick and
I
shivered in delight and almost emptied my balls as she
pulled it down over my nuts. She slipped the rubber
bands
over my balls to my cock root and snapped them closed. I
jumped with the pain and she laughed.
"You'll pay for that," I told her.
"I hope so," she said, crabbing my cock. She leaned over
and a tasty tit with a hard nipple was pushed into my
face
and I was sucking on it and using my teeth to nip it and
make her feel the slight pain. I pushed a finger up and
down
the length of her pussy lips and she began to moan. I
pushed
the finger into her cunt and she was wet and ready.
Maybe
while waiting for me to wake up she was thinking of the
night before and the morning of fun to follow. Thinking
of
my hard cock deep in her pussy or, the way she really
liked
it, when we were struggling to get it up her moist and
smelly shit-hole!
She was moaning louder as I pushed my finger in and out
of
her, going deeper into her pussy with each push of my
finger. She moaned louder as I starting using two
fingers
and chewed her nipple harder. My cock was as stiff as it
could get and I had to get it deep into her wet cunt.
Being
the great fucker Annabell was, she sensed just when a
man
needed his hard cock surrounded by hot female flesh. She
took my stiff cock in her hand and, lifting her leg up,
she
guided me to the entrance of her love-hole. She roughly
pushed the head of my dick into her and slowly lowered
herself down onto my cock, pushing it up into her tight
twat. The smooth nylon material was a pleasantly rough
feeling to her pussy walls and she smiled down at me as
she
lowered herself down to my balls. My entire nylon
covered
cock was now deep inside her tight cunt. Her ample pussy
juice soaked the nylon and my cock and was enough so the
thin sexy material was smooth to my sensitive dick head.
We started a slow rhythm as she moved up and down on my
dick, pushing it into her and then letting it slide back
out
to the base of the head and then pushing it back into
her.
The rhythm increased as our excitement rose and the
rough/smooth nylon increased the friction along the
length
of my cock. The head of my dick slipped out of her and I
threw her down onto the bed and mounted her. The nylon
was
soaked with her juice and I slid my dick back into her
as
she wrapped her legs around me.
It was better then a ribbed rubber and better then
nothing
at all, which is my usual way of fucking. It was a
different
idea but not that unusual when you think of it. I'm sure
women have always thought of different things to put up
their pussies for pleasure, from banana's to beer
bottles
and maybe even the handle of a crusader's sword. Why not
a
nylon stocking covered cock? I thought it was a great
idea
and showed my gratitude to Annabell by trying to push my
cock up into her stomach.
I was humping her as hard as my tired back would let me,
the nylon causing a warmth to flow along my cock and
balls
and into my stomach. She was matching me thrust for
thrust,
arching her back as her moans slowly grew to the
climatic
scream she was known for when she reached her orgasm.
I was biting her neck and I couldn't hold it back any
longer and my balls gushed out a stream of cum and I
increased my humping to get every drop as deep into her
as I
could and also to empty my balls of the thick cream a
woman
wants and needs. She screamed in my ear as she came
almost
at the same time and went limp as she climaxed. But I
still
had to hump her as the friction from the nylon on my
cock
was wonderful and I didn't want it to stop. She
encouraged
me by calling me her best fucker and a real cocksman and
telling me to keep going, keep going, damn it! And it
helped
because I came a second time, something I almost always
do,
which is one of the reasons I get as much free pussy as
I
do. But I said Annabell was one of the best lays in the
complex and she proved it again. And I liked the idea of
the
"Nylon Fuck" as we called it after that first time. I
highly
recommend it!
She moaned as I slowly pulled my still hard cock out of
her dripping pussy and we lay on the damp sheets as we
caught our breath, the air of the bedroom refreshed with
the
heavy, pleasant aroma of sweat, pussy, shit, and good
sex.
"I'll buy you a dozen pair of nylon's so we never run
out
of them for this great way of fucking," I told her as a
squeezed a full tit.
She was panting, trying to catch her breath. "It was
great, wasn't it! I'll take them. But buy the high tops.
No
sense wasting good stockings just for the foot."
"I'll buy them anyway. I like to see you in them. And
nothing else.
"I know you do," she smiled as she placed my other hand
between her legs. I slowly pushed two fingers in and out
of
her wet fuck-hole as she closed her eyes and smiled. My
cock
was starting to rise again and a drop of cum squeezed
from
my dick-hole and through the nylon onto her sweaty
thigh.
But Annabell wasn't finished serving breakfast in such a
delightful way! She sat up and smiled at me and then
leaned
down and took my slowly hardening dick into her mouth
and
began to suck the trapped cum through the black nylon
and a
the remaining few drops of cum out of my dick. My balls
were
empty and we both knew it but her tit's were still as
delectable as yesterday and when she pulled the nylon
off my
cock with her teeth, she pushed a hard nipple into my
mouth
and ordered me to suck it. I knew Annabell and her needs
and
I chewed her nipple until she pulled it out of my mouth,
mock swearing at me that I was too rough!
"I know what you like," I told her with a smile.
"You sure do. Do the other one." And she pushed her
other
tit at my face. I was more rough this time and she
moaned as
she lay back down on the bed on her stomach, spreading
her
sexy legs, and I mounted her again.
My pussy juice and cum wet dick slid up her shit-hole
with
little trouble this time. I didn't come this time but
Annabell didn't mine as I humped her ass, so I didn't
feel
as if I let her down. My balls needed a rest anyway.
After she hit her climax and I pulled my softening cock
out of her ass-hole, I left her on the bed with her eyes
closed and a small smile on her face and went into the
bathroom. It was a good thing my cock was limp as I had
to
take a wonderful piss! When you piss with a hard-on it
can
get pretty messy, unless you want it to be. And some of
my
women want it to be as messy as possible, but only in
the
shower stall. A Golden Shower can be fun and I recommend
it
after a good stocking fuck!
Her eyes were still closed and she slowly spread her
legs
as she heard me pad back into the bedroom. "Everything
come
out all right?" she asked, and her smile grew as she
played
with her pussy lips.
"My balls or my bladder?" I asked, also smiling. The
sight
of her on the bed, her legs spread, one still encased in
the
black thigh-high stocking, her fuck-hole an open and
delightful invitation, was lovely!
"I know how you can empty your balls," she laughed. "I
mean your bladder, of course. Have a good pee?"
"Wonderful. Why didn't you help?"
"And mess up my bathroom?" And she laughed again. "Now
it's my turn. And you can help. I can't shoot my pee all
over like you can."
"And I'm glad you can't," I said.
"We poor females have to squat to pee," she said,
opening
her eyes and looking at my limp dick.
"And a very pretty sight it is," I told her.
"I hope so. I'll get that lovely thing of yours hard
again
for you, but you have to help."
We went into the bathroom and I hurried her along by
playfully slapping her ass, pulling on her stocking top
and
pushing my hands between her ass cheeks which she
protested
in an equally playful tone. She sat on the rim of the
bathtub, her feet inside the tub, delightfully spread
her
legs and said, "You men have to piss. But I'm a lady and
we
ladies pee. So be a gentlemen and help this lady pee."
I knew what she wanted and got into the tub, on my knees
in front of her, my hands on her knees, bent down and
began
to lick her smelly pussy, the wonderful aroma of her
filling
my head. She leaned back on her elbows, arching her back
and, thrusting her large tit's at the ceiling and
started
to moan. After the bottle of wine last night her bladder
was
full and she let it empty into my face. I pulled my face
back and watched as a stream of golden female pee arched
into the air and fell right onto my growing cock. She
smiled
as she watched her pee "wash" my stiffening meat.
"I told you I'd get you hard again," she said, her voice
low and husky.
"You always can," I told her truthfully as the warm pee
splashed off my cock and stomach and legs and flowed
down my
balls and dripped from my ass-hole into the tub.
I had to taste her and so I put my face into the warm,
golden stream and drank as much as I could until her
bladder
emptied!
Her smile grew as she watched my dick grow larger and
stiffer. "I knew you had more fucking in you, darling.
One
of the prettiest dicks I've ever enjoyed. And I know how
to
get it hard."
"When you just look at my dick I get hard," I told her,
because it was true.
"I know, dear, but I like it much better this way, and
so
do you, my fucker."
She was right. I'd piss off the roof of the building in
full view of the other residents if it got me between
those
wonderful legs and up her wet pussy or her tight
shit-hole!
And the way my dick felt and by the heavy, sexy look in
her
dark eyes I knew I was going to be doing one or the
other
very soon.
She cupped my face in her hands and slowly licked her
pee
off my face, chest and then my cock and balls.
I used my teeth to slowly pull the remaining stocking
down
her leg, kissing, sucking and biting her piss-wet inner
thigh. Then I took her toes into my mouth and sucked
them as
she reached down between her legs and played with her
pussy
lips again as she arched her back and those wonderful
tit's
pointed upward. I pulled her hand away as she was about
to
push a finger into her pussy and pushed my finger into
her,
feeling her gripping my finger instinctively, trying to
hold
it in. I slipped two fingers into her, then three, and
finger fucked her as she moaned again and moved her hips
back and forth on the tub rim. I slid closer on my knees
on
the piss-wet tub bottom, up between her legs and she
reached
down and enfolded my dick in her hand and jacked me off
as
she came again, her body shacking with her pleasure. My
thick cum shot into the air and fell back onto her legs
and
my stiff cock, and her hand still jacking me off.
As we both came down from another good fucking, she
opened
her eyes and smiled at me with a dreamy look. She
released
my cock and sucked my cum off her hand, continuing to
smile
at me. "And people think the only way to fuck is with
you
lying on top of me," she said as she sucked my cum off
her
fingers.
I leaned down and took a long suck on her pussy, tasting
the juice of a mature, sexy woman in heat. It was
mingled
with her pee and the aroma of her stretched ass-hole was
too
much and I took both legs and, not to gently, pushed
them up
until she was forced onto her back on the wide rim of
the
tub, her arms spread wide, and I started to lick her
ass-
hole. The mingled, savory aroma of her wet pussy, the
pee
dripping down her legs and her damp dirt-hole smelling
of
her delightful shit was filling my head and I had to
suck
her. I opened my mouth and tried to engulf her entire
ass-
hole with my mouth. I tried to push my tongue into her
shit-
hole and I heard her laughing.
"Go honey! Go! God, it feels good! Fucking good!"
I knew she was lost in pleasure and I knew she had a
finger in her pussy because I could feel it as I tried
to
take her entire shit-hole in my mouth. She liked
back-door
fucking and doing it doggy-style and I knew she was
enjoying
this but I didn't care because I was hot with her female
smell and female flesh and the feeling of my still hard
cock
and I was going to make the bitch make me come again if
it
took all year!
I love the smell of a woman. If she's fully dressed or
totally naked, like Annabell now, I could always smell
her.
If she was hot to fuck I could smell her throught her
closes, from down the hall, across the street, like a
female-finding radar. That's part of the reason I'm the
apartment complex's "Private Dick". I always know when a
woman needs a hard cock and my hard cock is always ready
to
service a needy woman. But when a woman was like
Annabell
now, dripping in her own piss and pussy juice and almost
reeking with the wonderful aroma of her shit, I just
have to
empty my balls! And Annabell wouldn't be one of my fuck
partners if she didn't also know it.
She laid her legs on my shoulders and kept telling me to
come, baby, come! My dick was as hard as when I woke up
and
my balls let go as I hungrily sucked her ass-hole and a
few
drops shot out of my dick-hole onto the tub rim. It was
just
a few drops, not the thick, heavy cum I gave her the
first
time yesterday afternoon, but a watery, thin cum that
was
almost embarrassing! But it was enough because the
release
was the same. I gave her ass-hole a good licking as my
cock
went limp and she sighed with pleasure and let her legs
open
and slide down my arms and I licked and sucked her open
fuck-hole.
"Oh, baby, don't stop," she sighed, her voice horse. I
looked up between her open legs and her two large tit's,
her eyes closed in pleasure. I stood up and turned on
the
faucet and let the water warm and closed the shower
door.
When the water was warm I turned on the shower and let
the
water wash over us and wash the piss down the drain. I
sat
beside her on the rim. She was still on her back, her
tit's
pointing at me. It was to much and I took a hard nipple
in
my mouth and slid my hand down her legs, squeezing them.
"Didn't you get enough?" she sighed.
I let her tit slide out of my mouth long enough to say,
"I never get enough of a sexy cunt like you," and took
her
other tit in my mouth.
"Thank you, darling. But I'm beat. Can we go to bed?"
"I thought that was the idea when we made this date," I
said.
"I mean to sleep, you silly fucker," she laughed.
We took a nap for several hours after a shower and after
I
helped her get into a fresh pair of sheer, tan
thigh-high
stockings which I insisted she put on if she wanted to
keep
my interest. She told me she had a lot more fun things
to
keep up both my interest and my cock. I told her my
balls
were empty and she smiled and told me it was because she
was
the best fucker of all the women I serviced in the
complex.
I told her it was because she had the best smelling and
best
tasting ass-hole in the complex and we fell asleep with
my
head next to her ass so I could dream about licking,
sucking
and fucking Annebell's delightful love-hole's until we
woke
up and started the fun again.
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