WARNING:

The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex.  If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual nature - do not read any further!  Stop Reading This Now!!

This story is for entertainment only.  It contains adult oriented material. This is a work of fiction.  The acts and characters contained within are figments of my imagination and have no basis in fact.  I do not practice, advocate, condone or encourage acts portrayed here.  The characters in the story are entirely fictional.

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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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