Girl in Black Stockings

Jim carefully closed the front door with a nearly silent click. He took off his coat and hat and hung them on the entryway hall tree. Then, he carefully removed his shoes too. Stealthily, he climbed the carpeted stairs leading to the master bedroom. There she was. Almost naked except for her new, black stockings. She was had just straightened out the toes and feet and stood up to straighten the back seems. Her generous naked breasts dangled in front of her freely as she worked her way up her left leg, then began smoothing her right leg against her perfumed skin.

"Nice legs." Jim had made his way silently to her bedroom doorframe.

Startled, but not surprised - still bent over - she twisted slightly and stiffened her back to look at him in the corner makeup vanity mirror, displaying her perfectly heart-shaped ass. "Thanks. I've recently had them lengthened. Now they go all the way up."

"Yes. Indeed, they do. What lovely creations they are, may I add." Jim still liked that punchline to an old joke.

"Aren't you sweet?"

"Perhaps, but you always look so spectacular. Why is that?"

"Because I am. You said it yourself. On our wedding night. Remember?"

"Remind me. When was that? It's still true, but I just can't remember."

Lizzie padded over to where Jim stood and stopped. She leaned up on her tiptoes, wrapped her left hand around his neck and began to kiss him. Meanwhile, her right hand sneaked down grabbed his balls outside of his pants, then whispered. "Think back, stud." She gripped him a little harder. "Remember that all-night sex marathon we had when we drained these balls? Afterward thinking you'd never have the desire to have sex again?"

Jim winced, but without any pain. He liked the way she grabbed his package, firm but not crushing. He felt the tingle that would soon instigate a rise in his reaction. "That was about a year ago. Wasn't it?"

She squeezed a bit harder. "No. It was last Saturday night. We've been married a week tomorrow."

"That was you?"

"Alright. Enough of this silly game. Are you going to take me to bed or take me to dinner?"

"Why can't we do both?"

"If you take me to dinner, will you have enough cash leftover to take me to bed? Remember, I said from the very beginning, no personal checks."

"I think tonight, I have enough for the Around-the-World Special service. I hope you got some rest today."

"Great. Which one of us goes first?"

She kissed him again -- much longer this time. Her grip on his balls went from clutching to massaging with the desired effect. She now had a handle to grasp and manipulate.

As odd as this conversation seemed, this is their playful code to each other about how they would like to have sex tonight. First, they wanted dinner, followed by the wedding night love-making experience where love and tenderness were the on-going themes. This would be followed by some regeneration time in the bubbly hot tub by candlelight. The Around-the-World special service was a game where just about anything goes as their wants and needs demanded at any given moment in their passion. They tended to be kinkier. He had needs. She had needs. They oftentimes experimented as they progressed into the night with blissful and loving relations. Instead of bringing others into their bedroom to spice things up, they brought role-playing scenarios.

They had been married, if fact, six years ago and were still very much in love. They had their careers, of course, but their home was their boundary and their sanctuary. They never let business, or their jobs interfere.

It was a good thing Lizzie hadn't applied her lipstick yet. It would have been smeared on Jim's face and shirt collar for sure. Just as the thought left her head, she went over to her vanity and picked up a random red shade of lipstick and put it on. She hurried back grabbing a pillow as Jim stood there with a quizzical look on his face. She dropped the pillow at his feet and quickly yanked at his zipper. Reaching in, she pulled his cock through the fly opening. After gently jerking on it a few times to harden it still more, she opened her lips and slipped his cock as deeply into her mouth as possible, collecting saliva. Then she pushed herself a little farther onto it until she was sure she could go no further, then closed her lips, leaving a red lipstick ring around his cock.

"I've been practicing deep throat with my soft, rubber dildo - with the vibrator off - of course. I wanted to put some lipstick on your dipstick -- if you don't mind. I think I'm getting better at it. Don't you?"

"Gee, I don't know. Try it again."

His cock was still glistening wet, but she wanted to be sure it was slippery enough. She stared at its reddening head and began salivating even more. Carefully, she began to slide his cock past her teeth, across her tongue and as deep as she could. Suddenly, but gently, Jim pushed the back of her head towards himself helping her swallow further. They both felt a slip forward and he was all inside her throat. He held her there for only a second or two, surprised at her lack of reaction. Calmly, she withdrew gathering the saliva and swallowing it. Her eyes were watered as she took a deep breath still looking at the length of hardened cock she had just inhaled. With her thumb and forefinger, she measured the difference between her two lipstick rings around his cock.

"Hhm. Another inch from before and I'm all in. My personal best."

Jim reached for her armpits and pulled her up and hugged her, kissing her profusely. She knew how much he had wanted that and had been working on it. Jim couldn't hide his gratefulness. "Oh, Lizzie, that was the best. Are you alright?"

"Yes. As I said. I've been practicing. I know what I can take. I just needed a little help. That's all. Was it good for you?"

"Oh, yes. It was. I know it was a big ask from you."

"It was, but it's a skill that can be learned. It's all for you."

"Do we go to dinner now?"

"Dinner? Now!? I have half a mind to jerk you off right here and make you cum just to ruin your night. Especially, when I have your appetizer right here." Lizzie patted her pussy lips making it perfectly clear what she wanted before dinner.

"Well, let's not let the food get cold." Jim didn't know why it was important at that moment, but he got out of all his clothes as fast as he could. Lizzie laid back on the bed -- angled perfectly toward the vanity mirror - and gently rubbed her clit in small circles making more juice for Jim's first taste. She grabbed another pillow for her head so she could watch in her mirror.

Deliberately slow, Jim placed his left arm across Lizzie's abdomen so that his thumb could pull up the hood of her clitoris when he was ready for it. He started at the top of her vagina and circled around her outer lips in a zig-zag pattern with his tongue. After he had made a complete circle, he bent further down and circled her anus twice which made her squeeze it tight before heading back around her pussy lips. He opened her lips and sucked on her inner lips as he again worked his way around, hoping she would give him a clue where she was most sensitive today. His tongue dug deeper inside her and her juices flowed giving him her flavors.

He allowed some of her juices to drip down tickling her asshole. He bent down again and used those juices to lubricate it. He pointed his tongue and probed at the tight opening. He again circled the sphincter muscles and went back up slowly painting her pussy lips with his tongue. When he got to her clitoris again, he used his thumb to retract the hood and lathered it up well before fastening his lips and gently sucking on it, while swiping his tongue across it back and forth, then up and down and around. Something would surely would create a reaction from her. What he couldn't see was she had the pillow over her own face so that she wouldn't squeal or give him any clues. It made him work harder, she thought.

She raised her knees and crossed her legs around Jim's neck and rubbed them down his back as he continued his pussy trek with his tongue. Her body began to betray her and jerked her knees inward, tighter around Jim's neck and ears as she came closer to orgasm. Jim smiled and kept doing what was working. He brought a finger to her vagina and dipped it into her juices and used the lubrication to circle her asshole as he continued licking, sucking, and tasting her. As her knee pressure against his ears became constant, he pushed his tongue deeply inside her -- forcing his face forward. He wanted to feel her orgasm as her pussy clinched his tongue from inside her. Suddenly, she jerked and pumped his face with her pussy. He did his best to stay with her. Her convulsions on his tongue had indirectly caused drops of precum to form on his hardened cock. There was only one way out now.

He began stroking himself as Lizzie relaxed a little, coming down. Jim closed his eyes and replayed her deep throat effort earlier as he stroked himself. Lizzie opened her eyes and saw his shoulders shaking in the mirror. "Bring that big thing up here," she blurted out.

Jim got off his knees and went to her. She replaced his hand with hers and sucked in his cock-head a few times, working her tongue and getting it ready. Suddenly, she lunged forward almost enveloping his cock. She tried again. Her eyes watered, but still she tried. The upward curve of his cock wasn't sitting right. "Hold on."

Lizzie repositioned herself so that her head leaned backward off the edge of the bed. "Now, give it to me, but not hard." Jim knew he couldn't give it to her hard or he'd blow his load instantly. He wanted to enjoy this experience. Jim pushed his hard cock into her mouth, past her tongue and gently into her throat. Liz reached around and grabbed his bare ass cheeks and held him there. Then she pulled him out, took a deep breath, then pulled him back into her again. Jim could feel her throat muscles trying to refuse entry, but she held him there as her throat muscles squeezed its head. Jim's eyes rolled back in his head -- at least it felt like that to him.

She decided she wanted to try something else. "Here. Hold on." She moved back up onto the center of the bed and put the pillow under her head. "Now, let's eat each other at the same time."

Of course, this was a common maneuver for them, but Lizzie had a different twist in mind this time. Jim began licking and tasting her from the upside-down position, Lizzie tried deep throating Jim at the same time. This gave her a great angle to lick and suck his balls, feeling how tight they were getting and more sensitive to her tongue bathing.

Suddenly, she shifted, and Jim was left licking the bedspread for a moment as Lizzie circled his asshole with her tongue, stroking is cock at the same time. Jim bent down and began licking her asshole too. He had her whole playground wet now. He licked her clit and pussy while his wet finger circled her asshole. Then, he'd reverse himself. He could feel her asshole pulsing. He felt she was ready for another orgasm. He couldn't stop now.

Lizzie concentrated on Jim's ass. She was in the throes of passion, and she knew from the way he moved and the tightness of his balls that he was ready to cum.

"Ah, ah..."

She soaked her middle finger in her saliva. Then, Lizzie shifted again. This time to the head of his cock. She sucked it all the way into her throat. As she bobbed her head stroking it, she slowly pushed her wet middle finger into his asshole. Jim couldn't hold back anymore. Jim's hot cum erupted into her and she swallowed it down almost choking. Jim moaned over Lizzie's pussy and the vibration was all it took to make her cum too. Together they pulsed until the rush was over.

Jim got up and moved up to Lizzie's side. She rolled over on top of him and kissed him. As she opened her lips, her tongue pushed some of his semen into his mouth and they both swirled it around, lubricating their lips and face. They swallowed then licked each other's faces clean.

With stars in their sex-clouded eyes, they said, "I love you" and they meant it. As their vision cleared,...

"Is anyone hungry? We can't just fill-up on appetizers. Can we?"

~ The End ~

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