His Gloved Crush

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Aidan had just gotten off of a 5-hour flight to his university town when he saw her as he entered the supermarket. She was a few inches shorter than him and wore her hair in a claw clip, half up, half down, with coloured hair clips in it. He kept trying to take subtle glances at her when they were in the same aisle. She left the aisle Aidan was in, but he decided to try and find her again. When he found her, he walked into the aisle and stood near her, pretending to look for groceries.

Her style transfixed him. Not only was her hair beautiful, but she was also wearing the perfect mix of casual and high fashion for the winter evening. On her feet, she wore trendy adidas sambas, and she wore normal blue jeans on her legs. On her torso, she was wearing a tight-fitting white bodysuit with a suede brown jacket over top. But the pièce de résistance of her outfit were the magenta knit gloves that adorned her hands.

Aidan continued the saga of losing her and finding her again while contemplating whether he should try talking to her. In one aisle, they walked past each other, and she looked at Aidan and smiled. Obviously, she wasn't flirting with him, but as she walked past, he mustered up the courage to blurt out, "I like your style," to her. However, she hadn't heard this; her AirPods must've been too loud. But she stopped, and her gloved hand reached up to take the AirPod out. "Sorry?" She says. "Oh, um, I just said I liked your style," stammered Aidan in reply. She thanked him, and they each continued with their shopping.

Aidan was thrilled that he had just complimented a pretty girl who he'd never met before; he was usually more shy, especially around girls. On the other hand, she had found his nervousness cute, and in anticipation of him approaching her again, she decided to apply some lipstick of a similar shade to her magenta gloves.

She was right; down the next aisle, Aidan was there again, and this time, he wanted to ask for her Instagram. She obliged and typed it into his phone. She reached up and held his neck while she gave him a kiss on the check, and then walked away without saying a word. Aidan was stunned and was concerned that his dick would start growing. Luckily for him, he didn't see Madeleine before the checkout.

After Aidan finished his shopping, he walked outside, checking Madeleine's Instagram. It said she was a year older then him, 19, and her account was filled with photos of her wearing various different types of gloves. In one that caught his eye she was on holiday in Germany, wearing a red winter puffer jacket sith matching red fluffy ear muffs, as well as knee-high black leather boots with a fur trim, and matching fur cuffed leather gloves.

When he exited the supermarket, she was waiting at the door for him. Madeleine pretended to ignore the fact he was ogling her gloved photos on instagram. His obvious fascination with gloves excited Madeleine and she decide to ask if he wanted to go out for dinner that evening. Aidan was surprised that this beautiful girl would ask him that, so of course he said yes. But he said he wanted to go back to his place to shower before hand. Madeleine saw an opportunity for him to come back to her place already and offered him a shower at her apartment because it was close to the nice restaurants in town.

Aidan agreed, but before they started walking, Madeleine offered him her spare pair of gloves, and Aidan couldn't say no to that; it was like she already knew what he was into. She smiled and helped him slide on some fuzzy navy gloves with fur cuffs and pulled them nice and tight. "These are girls gloves though," Aidan protested. "Yeah, and I like the way they look on you," cooed Madeleine. "They make you look cute." "And they make me feel in control" she thought. Then with a tap of her gloved hand on Aidan's arse, they started walking to her apartment.

Before Aidan showered, they sat down for a glass of wine. Madeleine took off her jacket, revealing the cuffs on her gloves just beneath her elbows. She sat on the couch with a glass of wine in one hand, and her other gloved hand was placed on Aidan's thigh, just inches from his twitching penis. She kept her hand there until Aidan got up for his shower.

When he finished the shower and drew back the curtain, he realised his clothes were gone. He also realised he forgot to get a towel. Slightly panicked, he called out to Madeleine to ask for a towel, but she just insisted that he come and get one himself. When he opened the door, Madeleine revealed that she had changed. She was no longer sporting any jeans, she was now only wearing the white body suit. She had adorned some fuzzy magenta thigh-high socks and brown leather knee-high boots. It didn't look like she was wanting to go out for dinner anymore. To finish the outfit, she had slid on a pair of brown leather gloves over her elbow-length magenta gloves.

Blood started rushing to Aidan's dick, and Madeleine walked towards him, taking hold of it with her leather clad hand. She guided him to her bedroom with one hand on his dick and the other over his eyes. She instructed him to keep his eyes closed as she laid him down on the bed. Aidan lay there for a few seconds before he felt something fuzzy on his wrists, and before he knew it, Madeleine had cuffed them to the bed, and she swiftly moved down to Aidan's ankles without much response from Aidan. Madeleine had known that he would like this as soon as he talked to her, and offering him gloves was a test to see how he would listen to her.

As Aidan was cuffed to the bed, he began to admire Madeleine's body for the first time. Her powerful thighs protruded from her bodysuit before disappearing into her fuzzy socks. The tight bodysuit hugged the curves of her torso before broadening to envelop her sizeable breasts. Her brown boots hugged her calves nicely and were fully zipped and buckled at the top; her socks also accentuated her peerfull thighs. Her gloves were tight on her hands and forearms, the leather taught with no wrinkles due to the knit gloves underneath.

Once she was finished cuffing him to the bed, she knelt, straddling him, her leather gloves caressing his face and running down his chest. Madeleine was fully aware of his penis, standing at attention, starting to poke her. She started to caress Aidan further down his body, shuffling down so her boots were resting on Aidan's legs and her gloves were feeling around the base of his penis. Looking him in the eyes, she bent over, kissed the tip of his dick, and started guiding her hands along his shaft. Her mouth stayed kissing his tip, her magenta lipstick smudging on to it. Aidan stared, moving his hips with her strokes, but just before he reached his climax, she pulled back and stood up off the bed, leaving Aidan frustrated and panting.

She then lay down next to Aidan, wrapping her gloved arms around his torso, and finally talked to him. "I knew you'd like this, and this is exactly what I was looking for tonight--a submissive man who loves gloves just as much as me." Aidan was speechless and couldn't deny what Madeleine was saying; he'd never met anyone who had the same fetish as him. "How did you know that I liked gloves?" he asked. "You kept looking at them when you were talking to me; you also reacted when I touched you with them." Aidan was surprised. "I didn't realise you could tell, but I loved those gloves you put me in; they were so nice and soft."

As soon as Madeleine heard this, she turned to walk towards her dresser. The click of her boot heels on the floor accompanied the sway of her bottom, barely covered by the bodysuit. Aidan couldn't see what she was grabbing, but she put it down between his legs as she sat on his face, her vagina inches from his mouth, with her boots on either side of his head. Aidan hadn't expected this but didn't mind.

Madeleine grabbed the object between his legs and started putting it on Aidan's dick; it was a chastity cage. Concerned with what was happening, Aidan tried to appeal the fitting of his cage, but Madeleine silenced him by lowering herself onto him further. "Shhh, it's alright; your cute little dick will be allowed out if your tongue fucks me well enough." She finishes attaching the cage, looping the rings around his balls, and padlocking it shut.

The other thing she grabbed was a pair of gloves for Aidan. She had decided on a pair of brown leather mittens that matched her boots and gloves. She slid these on each of his hands, the fur of the mitten cuffs blending in with the fuzzy handcuffs. Aidan's dick started straining in the cage at the feeling of gloves on his hands, much to Madeleine's pleasure. "Unclip my bodysuit with your mouth, my little glove boy," instructed Madeleine. He did so and was rewarded with a flick from one of her gloved hands on his dick.

Aidan had never been in this position before but wasn't complaining. His tongue stretched out, feeling around the entrance to Madeleine's vagina before plunging into it. She started moving with the rhythm of Aidan's tongue, one of her leather-clad hands caressing herself and the other staying in place, flicking his dick and pinching his balls. Her juices started flowing more, and once she finished, she rose from Aidan's face and stuck her leather-gloved fingers into her vagina. After socking them in her juices, she stuck them into Aidan's mouth for him to clean; this continued until there were no juices left.

"As agreed, I'll take care of you now," she said as she tenderly unlocked his dick. "But it might not be what you're expecting." Aidan was slightly concerned but decided to play along. Madeleine repositioned herself with her boobs on Aidan's face. Her brown leather boots then slid to either side of his dick and started running up and down it. This was Aidan's first ever boot job, and it was wonderful. Madeleine's gloved hands held Aidan's cute mittened and cuffed hands as the toe of one of her boots started playing with his balls.

Aidan was loving this. Madeleine was making sure his face was nicely nuzzled between her breasts, and she started pushing a leg down to have some of her fuzzy socks rub his dick. Aidan was almost at his climax, imagining his cum squirting across her boots. Yet again, Madeleine timed when she stopped perfectly, and only a little bit of precum had escaped onto her boots.

She then started undoing Aidan's ankle cuffs. He was slightly disappointed, thinking his night was over, but Madeleine stepped off the bed to grab something from her dresser, her bare arse now in view of Aidan. As she turned around, she revealed a bottle of lube in her hands. She then lifted Aidan's uncuffed legs up like she was changing his diaper. She grabbed the lube and applied it to his entrance. She teased his rim slightly and gave him a few smacks on the bum. She caressed his backside and then gently guided two of her leather fingers up his arse, moving in and out slowly. After a couple of minutes, she moved to three fingers, which she could see caused Aidan some discomfort.

This was Madeleine's dream, wearing gloves and fingering her own gloved and cuffed sub. She gradually made her way to four fingers and, with her other hand, started stroking Aidan's throbbing dick. This was heavenly for Aidan. Madeleine worked her way to his navel and started finger-fucking him harder. It didn't take long for Aidan to release his load over her gloves. Madeleine then licked his dick and her gloves clean, leaving Aidan cuffed to the bed while she had a shower.

Once she returned, she was dressed back in her original outfit from the supermarket, albeit with a different bodysuit on. She uncuffed Aidan with a kiss on the check and let him get his clothes back on, helping him change back to the navy fuzzy gloves from before. They left the apartment, gloved, hand in hand, on their way to dinner.