Thursday, August 25, 2011

Mal in the Morning

The Captain sat, curled up in the sill of the window, fully dressed in uniform gazing out upon the street.

I woke up, stuck my head up out of the covers, blonde hair askew and said, "You don't exactly fit up there."

He laughed and somersaulted back into bed with me.

"God Mal, do you ever take off your boots?"

"I take them off."

"But we're in BED, Mal."

"I know, I just thought I'd get a jump on the day, we're doing a job."

"Why were you curled up in the window?"

"Just wanted to get a Hilda's eye view," he patted my bottom.

"Well," I said, "if you want to see what I see, you have to lie flat on your stomach and prop yourself up, like so," I demonstrated, my body in a modified cobra. "And THEN you can stare out the window for hours."

He gazed deeply into my eyes and then pushed my nightgown over my head.

"Mal!"

"What?"

"This," he said, rubbing my my left nipple with his forefinger and then taking it into his mouth, "is delicious."

"I KNOW," I said, wiggling away from him and getting up to pee.

When I returned, he had taken off everything, including his boots.

"What, no boots?"

"Funny. My Hilda is shiny funny," he kissed my nose, and then my neck-and then pushed my nightgown up over my head. His land lay on my belly as he sucked and licked at my nipples. "So, sweet, so nice and pink!" He exclaimed as he continued to lick at me, I became impatient, and squirmed out of his grasp to remove the nightgown. "You are so naughty," he said, grabbing me and giving me a little spank. He lay me on my stomach and ran his hand down to my bottom. "I like this. I like this, a lot. In fact," he said, kissing it tenderly, "I love it," he parted my legs and began licking me from behind as he kept one hand on my bottom. "Turn over," he said, lightly slapping my ass.

I obeyed and lay under him, completely starkers, his mouth moving over my stomach and down to my mons. "You love this. You love this, Hilda," he said, opening my legs and pulling my little blonde pouf out of his way, licking right at the top curve of my vulva-and then he found my little clit and began licking and sucking at it. "Mmm," he said, turning himself upside down, and straddling my face, he inserted his cock into my mouth. I took it in hand and began moving my hand up and down as I sucked at the head, licking and sucking hard upon his frenulum, he continued to eat my pussy, he moans becoming louder and more insistent. "Oh Hilda," he said, quickly, pulling out of my mouth, he then placed himself on top of me and pushed his hot hard cock inside of me.

I gasped. It went in with difficulty and then, encouraged by my squirming underneath me, began to fuck in earnest. "You love me, you love me," he said, his cock pumping in and out of me as I moved with him, my hands upon his hips, feeling the hard banging motion and his weight on top of me. He put his mouth to my left nipple and licked and sucked furiously as he banged his big cock in and out of me.

Finally, he spent-and then, in a grand finale, he again, returned to licking my little blonde vaggie, his finger moving in and out of me as he licked me, back and forth until finally, I began to sing-and by this time, he was hard again, he pushed into me, my hot wet pussy contracting around his hard cock, he fucked me, hard and fast, as I strummed my clit furiously with my hands, hoping that we could again, achieve mutuality. I came, but he did not. "Oh Hilda, I can feel it," he said excitedly, continuing to fuck me, until again, he spent.

He lay on top of me, briefly, kissing me furiously, his tongue in my mouth and his fingers, stroking my ears. "Oh Hilda, that was good one!'

"Indeed. Indeed it was," I sighed happily.

I remain,

Hilda Stinson-Reynolds

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