Walking into my house after a long week of work, I sauntered into the kitchen and poured myself some wine. As typical on a Friday night, my place was pretty quiet. Julia, my 18-year-old daughter, had left for college in the fall and rarely came home on the weekend. Her school wasn't far, but she was always too busy partying and studying to go home to her darling mother. So it was another Friday night where I was alone with my wine, my thoughts, and my fingers.
I was always horny on Friday nights. I don't know why. Maybe it was because when my husband was alive, Fridays were when we would have sex or occasionally go to sex parties. Once he died, my Friday night sex romps died with him. Now Fridays were reserved for me and my chest of sex toys.
As I sat on my couch, drinking my wine and scrolling through my phone, my fingers led me to a porn site. I often watched porn while masturbating and loved the dirty fantasies that I got to live out through the screen. Tonight I felt in the mood for something different. I clicked on a video with a thumbnail of a hot brunette woman dressed in latex. I came out as bi in college, so the idea of me watching a lesbian video wasn't strange, but something about a woman dressed in skintight latex intrigued me.
The video soon came to life. The older brunette sat on a chair in a tight black latex catsuit, while a blonde teen dressed in white latex thigh highs and a black latex halter-top crawled on all fours towards her. It was clear that the brunette was in charge and that the blonde was getting ready to worship her. The power dynamics between the two women seriously turned me on. As the blonde slowly made her way to the brunette, my fingers started trailing down my stomach and under the helm of my skirt. I watched intently as the young woman ran her fingers up and down the latex-covered legs of her mistress. The longing on her face sent a shiver down my spine and straight to my wet pussy.
The teen ran her hands over her latex-covered breasts and pinched her nipples. She let out a yelp that made clear that the slight pain caused her a thrill. Her hands left her own latex-covered body over to the body of her mistress. She rubbed her hands up and down her mistress's thighs, aiming to please her. The distinctive sound of the latex filled my ears and caused me to moan. I was uncertain what it was about the latex that turned me on so much, but it had a profound effect on me. I watched as the teen gradually made her way between her mistress's legs and reached for the special zipper that gave her access to the sweet wet pussy that she craved. The brunette's pussy came clear into view once the zipper was open.
"Lick my pussy", the brunette demanded of the teen as she spoke for the first time.
The sight of the tight-bodied, latex-covered teen lapping at the older woman's pussy made me lose all control. While I had been teasing my pussy this whole time, teasing was no longer enough. I reached for the vibrator I left in my end table drawer for moments just like this. The hum of my toy filled the room as I turned it on to medium speed. The pink toy made my pussy quiver as it made contact with my clit. With my other hand, I inserted two fingers into my drenched cunt. The moans coming from the brunette were soon joined by my own. I watched as the brunette pawed at her latex-covered tits, and I found myself imagining licking them. I wanted to help her cum. I wanted to know what it would feel like to taste her latex-covered nipples in my mouth. The excitement was getting to be too much.
"Make me cum", I heard the brunette scream at the obedient teen kneeling between her legs.
I increased the speed on my toy and began pumping my fingers in and out of my pussy with abandon. I wanted to cum at the same time as the mistress. I closed my eyes and pictured myself dressed in a latex catsuit being serviced by the beautiful young blonde in her skintight shiny outfit.
I screamed at the top of my lungs as my orgasm approached. "Fuck me, you whore. You look so hot enveloped in your shiny latex. Worship me!" I moaned as I came hard, drenching the couch below me.
As I lay on my couch coming down from my orgasm, I knew then that I would have to see what it was like to wear some latex.
The next day I drove into town to visit the high-end sex toy boutique, my friend, Jane, owned. Jane was a stunning woman in her mid-forties. She was short in stature, around five foot one, but her big personality made her seem larger than life. We became friends a few years ago when she invited me out for a drink after one of her store's workshops. While we occasionally slept together, Jane became one of my closest friends, so when I entered the store, I received the warmest greeting ever.
"Sharon!" I heard Jane scream as I walked through the door. She ran up to me and gave me a huge hug and a peck on the lips. It wasn't unusual for us to kiss each other on the lips, even in public.
"So, what brings you into the store today?" Jane asked as she pulled away.
"I wanted to check out your latex clothes section," I said with a grin on my face. I was nervous but excited to venture into this new kink.
"Oh, this is going to be fun! Just be ready for the sticker shock. Latex is expensive, but the orgasms you experience while wearing it make it worth the price of entry," Jane said coyly while running her hand down my arm. She took me by the hand and led me to the upstairs section of the shop.
Once we got up the stairs, the rows of sexy clothes and lingerie of all kinds took me by surprise. The latex section in and of itself was extensive.
"Where do you want to start? I would suggest starting small and building your collection over time," Jane said to me as she pulled out a few latex outfits and laid them on the counter.
I ran my hands over the smooth, shiny material, and my eyes widened with excitement.
"You're getting wet, aren't you?" Jane teased.
"How could I not? Something about the clothes just is a huge turn-on all of a sudden. Can I try some of the stuff on?" I asked.
Jane handed me a black latex corset, a latex thong, and a pair of black latex thigh highs. "Go try these on and then show me. Here is some lube. Rub it on your legs before you put the thigh highs on so they don't stick. I think the sizing should be right. Let me know if you need any help," Jane said matter of factly.
I walked into the fitting room and took a deep breath. My heart was pounding, and my pussy was screaming for attention. Something about this moment felt monumental, and I wasn't sure why. As I slipped out of my shorts and t-shirt, I looked in the mirror and examined my body. Despite being forty-five, my body was still in excellent shape, and my tits looked amazing.
I sat on the fitting room bench and stretched out my body. I rubbed the lube over my calves and thighs as Jane instructed. I unpacked the thigh highs and slowly rolled them up my glistening legs. The tightness of the thigh highs felt like I was wrapping my legs in a cocoon. Once they were on, I ran my hands down my legs to ensure there weren't any spots where it bunched up. The feeling of latex on my legs was new, and it was something I knew I needed to feel more of. I reached for the corset and started to wrap it around my body. The corset was held up by front clasps. Once closed, the corset gave me quite the cleavage.
"Holy shit!" I heard Jane yelp when I walked out of the fitting room.
"I look okay?" I asked sheepishly.
"You look amazing. It is a shame I am at work because if I weren't, I would be on my knees right now," Jane said with a little purr in her voice. It was clear that I turned her on.
"Okay, I guess I will get this then," I declared.
"I think you should get this mini dress too. It is perfect for dancing," Jane said.
I purchased both outfits, along with some lube, and rushed home. I was beyond horny and needed to cum. All I wanted at that moment was to put on one of my new outfits and fuck myself silly all night with my vibrator. Those plans were quickly thwarted when I got a text from my daughter, Julia.
"Hey, Mom. I miss you! I hope it is okay if I come home tonight. I thought it would be fun to catch up. I should be home in about a half hour," the text read.
"Can't wait!" I replied, but the reality was I was frustrated.
I resolved myself to the fact that tonight was going to be a lot more wholesome than I had initially planned. I put my new bag of clothes on my bed and went to the kitchen to make dinner for my daughter and me.
Julia soon came through the door and embraced me. I was shocked by how tight her body had become. I knew that she started running and working out when she got to college but feeling her body underhand, I became aware of how toned she got. I pulled away from her embrace and found myself checking her out. She wore gray booty shorts made of sweatshirt material that complimented her ass and a tight white crop top that showed off her abs. Her blonde hair, still wet from the shower, gave her face an angelic appearance. The woman who stood before me was no longer a little girl; my daughter was now a beautiful woman.
"I hope it is okay that I came home on such short notice," Julia said with a smile.
The reality was that I did wish she had given me some notice. I was beyond horny, and my mind kept drifting to dirty thoughts of that latex-covered blonde from the porn last night. I took a deep breath and said, "Of course it is okay! I've missed you so much. Dinner is ready. Let's go eat."
Over the next few hours, Julia and I ate and drank to our hearts' content. She caught me up on all the drama from school, and I told her about my work. We laughed and drank as if we were old friends. My daughter and I had always been close, but when her father died, we became even closer. She knew I was always there for her, and I knew that she was always there for me. There were very few secrets between us, and we always spoke very openly.
"So, Mom, are you dating anyone?" Julia asked curiously.
"Not really. I've gone on a few dates here and there but let's just say I would have had more fun home alone," I said with a bit of tongue in cheek.
