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A STORY FOR A RAINY DAY
EDMUNDO SLOTH
I know that you are feeling playful. You have locked the bathroom door but not before selecting your favourite outfit from the special wardrobe. You had polished the latex on the outside so it gleamed as it caught the light and talced the inner layer so that you will be able to easily slide into it.
You adore the black latex maid?s dress with its high top and short puff sleeves, elasticated waist and pleated skirt that is so short it doesn?t quite cover your bottom. This is of no matter as you always wear it with white latex panties covered in layers of frills that keep your arse and cunt wet with your juices. You wear high black stockings held up by six taut suspenders that in turn fasten to a suspender belt. On your feet you select high black boots, polished to a deep shine.
The dress is adorned with layers of white frills and has a cute little apron that ties behind you. It has a petticoat also of white frilled latex layers that hold the skirt out and swish against your legs when you move.
On your arms you wear long black latex gloves.
The maid is a fantasy of submission. Her only function is to serve and give pleasure with no thought for herself. She may be used in any way I see fit, whether I choose to ignore her-you, or deign to admit your presence by giving you an order.
Your bath is finished and you have dried yourself. You make sure that you are smooth and well covered with talcum powder before walking through to the bedroom. You stand and pose looking at me over your shoulder through the veil of rich auburn hair. You bend down to reach for the dress on the bed. As you touch the latex you wriggle your backside at me, a movement designed to be provocative and indeed it is. I vow that you will be wriggling again soon.
You lift the dress and rub it against you before raising it above your head and pulling it down over your head, then your body. The latex rustles with that smooth slapping sound as it is drawn down. You shake your hair free and arch your neck, mutely asking me to fasten the zipper at the back. I do so and watch as the two flaps of shining latex pull together, hiding your tanned skin from my view. You stand there, head bowed, hair falling down and you half turn towards me. You look so vulnerable especially as the message you send me is one of devotion to me and my desires no matter what they may be.
I move to your side and lift the sweet-smelling hair clear of your neck and kiss it gently. You quiver and tense up. Then you relax and shiver before facing me, taking a step back and dropping into a curtsey. Your face is turned down but you use those eyes at me, looking at me. I know no other woman who can use her eyes like that. I always react.
I recall an author, Joseph Heller I believe, who once used the expression ?the look of simpering idiocy of a woman in heat?. He should have met you.
You sit on the bed and lift one long leg. You have the best legs I have ever seen. You point your toes and start the long process of pulling on the latex stockings, smoothing and tugging at the thin black rubber all the while cursing quietly under your breath. You don?t really enjoy this very much and I try hard not to laugh aloud at your efforts. You finish the left leg and smirk at me. You know what I?m thinking and you nearly become irritable but instead start with the right leg stocking.
The bedroom in now starting to have its own smell, a combination of soap, talcum powder, rubber and woman. A truly unbeatable combination and I am very aroused.
The sight of skin and shiny latex together is erotic. When mixed with the sound and smell of your efforts it is nearly too much for me. I want you there and then but have other plans for the afternoon so I wait and feel my prick leaking pre-sex lubricant.
You pause before lifting your dress and encircling your waist with the suspender belt. I wonder how many men have watched the sweet way in which a woman twists to fasten her suspenders?? There is that final moment when she straightens and stretches her back knowing that she is no longer just dressing but falling into that age-old role of seductress.
You bend over and put on your short high-heeled boots. As you stand back up the heels make you push your bottom out as your posture is altered.
You turn, the skirt flaring and your bum cheeks flashing at me. You pick up the frilled latex knickers and balancing on one leg hook them over your boots. You insert the other leg and then slowly, deliberately slowly you pull them up. They snap as they ascend until you mould them into place, the suspenders partially hidden under them. I know that the feeling of wearing them turns you on and that you will shortly feel your wetness spreading. This knowledge I find stimulating as I know you will be ready to take me when I decide the time to be right, that act made easy by the slits in the latex seat that are obscured by the rows of frills. The long gloves take only a moment for you. You fumble as you tie the frivolous apron around you. Then you are ready. You turn in front of me and only your neck, upper arms and thigh tops are showing. The rest of you is shiny black except for the rows of white ornamentation.
I kiss you and pat your bottom, my fingers feeling the delight of bare skin above the stocking-tops.
I lead you downstairs and you look up at me, puzzled. I open the back door and take you out into the garden that is dripping wet from the summer rain that falls. We walk arm in arm down the path that leads to the meadow and the stream behind our house. We are fortunate not to be overlooked but it adds a piquancy to know that we could be seen by a random passer-by..
The rain makes your outfit even shinier as the raindrops run down. I slide a hand up your leg collecting rainwater on the way and rub it into the skin of your inner thigh. You respond in an unexpected way. I don?t notice you reaching up to shake an overhanging branch and am unprepared for the sudden deluge of water that soaks me.
With a girlish giggle you break free from me and scamper away down the path, your skirt flying and your ruffled bum bobbing. Unfortunately your boots aren?t meant for running and you trip. Flying off the path you land on your side on the sodden grass, raising a cloud of spray as you land. Unhurt, you sit up, arms behind you, hands flat on the grass and legs bent, water swirling round your bottom. You look so foolish that I can?t help but laugh as I offer you a hand to stand. I raise you up and drag you dripping to the small bridge over the stream I sit on the stone wall and pull you over my knees. I flip back your dress and pull your wet knickers up into the crack of your arse, revealing most of your cheeks to my hand.
I spank you like the naughty little girl you really are. You squeal and struggle but I continue punishing you until your bum is a deep red and your cries change to those of ecstasy rather than distress.
I stand and bend you over the low stone wall. I ensure that your maid?s panties are fitted properly as I want to feel the cold rubber against my prick and balls as I enter you. The rain cascades down your back and washes over me as I unzip myself. The water is shockingly cold but only serves to heighten my pleasure. I am unable to wait and drive deep into you through the slits in the latex feeling your tight warmth grip me. I reach around and locate your clit and tease it with my fingers of my left hand. With the right I kneed your nipples through the dress. Neither of us can make this last long. I feel my climax starting and stiffen within you so that you may feel my prick pumping and my semen gushing in you.
The act is over quickly but the build up of stimulation has been the most exciting time for us both. We need to get back indoors and dry off. We both know that this memory will linger for a long time and will fuel a more prolonged and delayed love-making. For now, though, we are satisfied and stroll back through the garden, pointing out the skid marks and the imprint of your bottom in the grass.
Later on during that night we are warm and comfortable in bed. We hear and rain and you turn to me and whisper?
A STORY FOR A RAINY DAY
EDMUNDO SLOTH
I know that you are feeling playful. You have locked the bathroom door
but not before selecting your favourite outfit from the special wardrobe. You
had polished the latex on the outside so it gleamed as it caught the light and
talced the inner layer so that you will be able to easily slide into it.
You adore the black latex maid?s dress with its high top and short puff
sleeves, elasticated waist and pleated skirt that is so short it doesn?t quite
cover your bottom. This is of no matter as you always wear it with white latex
panties covered in layers of frills that keep your arse and cunt wet with your
juices. You wear high black stockings held up by six taut suspenders that in
turn fasten to a suspender belt. On your feet you select high black boots,
polished to a deep shine.
The dress is adorned with layers of white frills and has a cute little
apron that ties behind you. It has a petticoat also of white frilled latex
layers that hold the skirt out and swish against your legs when you move.
On your arms you wear long black latex gloves.
The maid is a fantasy of submission. Her only function is to serve and
give pleasure with no thought for herself. She may be used in any way I see fit,
whether I choose to ignore her-you, or deign to admit your presence by giving
you an order.
Your bath is finished and you have dried yourself. You make sure that
you are smooth and well covered with talcum powder before walking through to
the bedroom. You stand and pose looking at me over your shoulder through the
veil of rich auburn hair. You bend down to reach for the dress on the bed. As
you touch the latex you wriggle your backside at me, a movement designed to be
provocative and indeed it is. I vow that you will be wriggling again soon.
You lift the dress and rub it against you before raising it above your
head and pulling it down over your head, then your body. The latex rustles with
that smooth slapping sound as it is drawn down. You shake your hair free and
arch your neck, mutely asking me to fasten the zipper at the back. I do so and
watch as the two flaps of shining latex pull together, hiding your tanned skin
from my view. You stand there, head bowed, hair falling down and you half turn
towards me. You look so vulnerable especially as the message you send me is one
of devotion to me and my desires no matter what they may be.
I move to your side and lift the sweet-smelling hair clear of your neck
and kiss it gently. You quiver and tense up. Then you relax and shiver before
facing me, taking a step back and dropping into a curtsey. Your face is turned
down but you use those eyes at me, looking at me. I know no other woman who can
use her eyes like that. I always react.
I recall an author, Joseph Heller I believe, who once used the expression
?the look of simpering idiocy of a woman in heat?. He should have met you.
You sit on the bed and lift one long leg. You have the best legs I have
ever seen. You point your toes and start the long process of pulling on the
latex stockings, smoothing and tugging at the thin black rubber all the while
cursing quietly under your breath. You don?t really enjoy this very much and I
try hard not to laugh aloud at your efforts. You finish the left leg and smirk
at me. You know what I?m thinking and you nearly become irritable but instead
start with the right leg stocking.
The bedroom in now starting to have its own smell, a combination of
soap, talcum powder, rubber and woman. A truly unbeatable combination and I am
very aroused.
The sight of skin and shiny latex together is erotic. When mixed with
the sound and smell of your efforts it is nearly too much for me. I want you
there and then but have other plans for the afternoon so I wait and feel my
prick leaking pre-sex lubricant.
You pause before lifting your dress and encircling your waist with the
suspender belt. I wonder how many men have watched the sweet way in which a
woman twists to fasten her suspenders??
There is that final moment when she straightens and stretches her back
knowing that she is no longer just dressing but falling into that age-old role
of seductress.
You bend over and put on your short high-heeled boots. As you stand back
up the heels make you push your bottom out as your posture is altered.
You turn, the skirt flaring and your bum cheeks flashing at me. You pick
up the frilled latex knickers and balancing on one leg hook them over your
boots. You insert the other leg and then slowly, deliberately slowly you pull
them up. They snap as they ascend until you mould them into place, the suspenders
partially hidden under them. I know that the feeling of wearing them turns you
on and that you will shortly feel your wetness spreading. This knowledge I find
stimulating as I know you will be ready to take me when I decide the time to be
right, that act made easy by the slits in the latex seat that are obscured by
the rows of frills. The long gloves take only a moment for you. You fumble as
you tie the frivolous apron around you. Then you are ready. You turn in front
of me and only your neck, upper arms and thigh tops are showing. The rest of
you is shiny black except for the rows of white ornamentation.
I kiss you and pat your bottom, my fingers feeling the delight of bare
skin above the stocking-tops.
I lead you downstairs and you look up at me, puzzled. I open the back
door and take you out into the garden that is dripping wet from the summer rain
that falls. We walk arm in arm down the path that leads to the meadow and the
stream behind our house. We are fortunate not to be overlooked but it adds a
piquancy to know that we could be seen by a random passer-by..
The rain makes your outfit even shinier as the raindrops run down. I
slide a hand up your leg collecting rainwater on the way and rub it into the
skin of your inner thigh. You respond in an unexpected way. I don?t notice you
reaching up to shake an overhanging branch and am unprepared for the sudden
deluge of water that soaks me.
With a girlish giggle you break free from me and scamper away down the
path, your skirt flying and your ruffled bum bobbing. Unfortunately your boots
aren?t meant for running and you trip. Flying off the path you land on your
side on the sodden grass, raising a cloud of spray as you land. Unhurt, you sit
up, arms behind you, hands flat on the grass and legs bent, water swirling
round your bottom. You look so foolish that I can?t help but laugh as I offer
you a hand to stand. I raise you up and drag you dripping to the small bridge
over the stream I sit on the stone wall and pull you over my knees. I flip back
your dress and pull your wet knickers up into the crack of your arse, revealing
most of your cheeks to my hand.
I spank you like the naughty little girl you really are. You squeal and
struggle but I continue punishing you until your bum is a deep red and your cries
change to those of ecstasy rather than distress.
I stand and bend you over the low stone wall. I ensure that your maid?s
panties are fitted properly as I want to feel the cold rubber against my prick
and balls as I enter you. The rain cascades down your back and washes over me
as I unzip myself. The water is shockingly cold but only serves to heighten my
pleasure. I am unable to wait and drive deep into you through the slits in the
latex feeling your tight warmth grip me. I reach around and locate your clit
and tease it with my fingers of my left hand. With the right I kneed your
nipples through the dress. Neither of us can make this last long. I feel my
climax starting and stiffen within you so that you may feel my prick pumping
and my semen gushing in you.
The act is over quickly but the build up of stimulation has been the
most exciting time for us both. We need to get back indoors and dry off. We
both know that this memory will linger for a long time and will fuel a more
prolonged and delayed love-making. For now, though, we are satisfied and stroll
back through the garden, pointing out the skid marks and the imprint of your
bottom in the grass.
Later on during that night we are warm and comfortable in bed. We hear
and rain and you turn to me and whisper?
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IncestIt’s monsoon now. I am back with an incident which happened during my college days. It was such a lovely rainy day which was equally romantic like this one. I was talking to the person involved. She wanted this incident of ours to be shared with you all horny fellas out there who might want a piece of her. However, that won’t happen literally, so don’t get your hopes to fly high and wide, lol! So, about the lovely girl Maera. She is about 5’4″, 34-28-34 and hails from north-east, that is...
Hi, My name is Anil Choudhary, I am from Sikar district of Rajasthan. By profession I am an engineer and returned from gulf in 2010 and started my own business in my district. I am 30 years old and 6’1″ tall, fare and 95 kgs. This is my first story post on this blog. Though I am staying in Sikar from last few years with my family but originally we are from a nearby village where we have residence, our agricultural farms and one farmhouse. We all together or sometimes separately, used to visit...
IncestAs I stepped onto the street I felt a sense of freedom burst excitedly within me. I had rashly cancelled my afternoon appointments and decided to skip work for the rest of the day. I hadn’t played hookie since high school so the thrill of pulling a disappearing act for the day was exhilarating. It had been a wet and miserable day, and all morning the dark stormy clouds kept luring me away from my work. I wanted to be somewhere cosy, and warm. Curled up comfortably in a blanket ... with wine, a...
MasturbationHi all this is my first story ….I love sex as all do .I love sex with everyone female, cross dress and even male this story is about that day how I got a chance to fuck my mom so without wasting time let’s start the story. I am Arul I am 26 years height is 6.2 weight is 50 and my cock size is 5 inch I medium dark with hairy body my cock is covered with hair .My mom name is priya nadar her age is 45 but she looks like she is just 28 …her fig is fully sexy she is hot and she love to wear sarees...
IncestMy name is Chavda, a Gujju from Amreli. I had a tailoring shop at Thane in Mumbai. I am a ladies tailor. My english is no good and excuse me. This is a story of how I got my blessings in disguise. It was rainy season,and you know how it rains in Bombay. I was about to close my shop and go for lunch, when a couple came in their scooter. The lady was very fair and beautiful. The man wsa skinny, bony and tall. She came to the shop and asked me to take her cloth for stitching blouse. I told her...
It was a rainy day like any other in Florida when we met. Having stopped by his house not knowing he would be the one who was home, we stopped to have my car fixed. Jesse – my current friend who knew the home owner as she had dated his brother and wanted to sleep with him as she did everyone else recommended we stop by to get help. We ran to the door to get out of the rain, we knocked and waited as the front door opened and a tall sexy man with dark hair and the most beautiful green eyes you...
EroticWalking out of the cabin, hand in hand, as the rain falls gently. We began to walk slowly down to the lake. Talking and laughing, stopping to kiss once in a while, as the rain falls softly upon our warm bodies. Tasting the rain on each other’s lips. Smiling as I look out upon the lake, with the magnificent trees and flowers reflecting upon the water. Thinking what a lucky woman I am, to be here on such a beautiful day – I love rainy days – with the most wonderful man in the world. Nothing...
Hey friends, what’s up. Here I come with another story of mine. And yeah, all my stories are not real incidents. Some are true, and some are just fantasies. So, I am kk, 23 yrs old, 5 ft 9 inches, fair, athletic and a fun loving guy. I really thank you all, again and again, for your generous feedbacks. My email id is So without taking much time, let me jump in to the story. So, this happened with a woman whom I had seen around, but i never really got close to her. I mean to say, she was...
Hi One more Ranma 1/2 fanfic, with Ranma-chan falling for a male character. I know I'm evil but I really, really like the idea of the girly Ranma having a romance with a male characters. This time I used Daisuke. He had a little time in the animation and comic, so let's give him some fun here. If you like it, have any other ideas for Ranma-chan romances, feel free to post your suggestions in the comments. Ranma 1/2: Rainy day It was a late, cold autumn even when Daisuke noticed...
I was walking home when the heavy downpour came suddenly and I have to run to a nearby block for shelter. Then I heard some people talking not far away but couldn't see where they were. As they were talking so loudly, I was assuming they were 2 PRC , 1 guy n 1 gal. I slowly walked towards the noise was and found them sitting on a ledge at the void deck. It was a quiet corner and not many people would notice that area. Feeling something fishy about them, I decided to walk up the side staircase...
Hey fellas, my name is Poojitha from Bangalore, i am in my final year of engineering. I am 5’9″, with a fair complexion and a body which gives hard-ons to men. My assets are my lips and my body structure which would arouse anyone, including myself. Sometimes when i look myself in the mirror while naked, i feel like making love with myself. I like wearing tight dress and showing off my curves. I have a boyfriend and we had been in a relationship since 2 years. This incident happened a year ago,...
It was an experience on a rainy day. I came out of my office and took my motor cycle from the stand and moved to the road. It was a saturday and there were not much of persons on the road. I saw Priya was standing in the bus stop. Actually she left the office an hour back and I did not know why she was still standing in the bus stop. I moved to the bus stage and asked her what happened? She replied that she was standing for the bus for more than an hour and no bus was coming. I told that there...
It had been a cold rainy day so when I got home all I wanted was a nice . I walked into my apartment and expected to find it quiet and empty. But to my surprise I could already hear the shower running. I immediately became excited. He was home. I had not seen him in two months and had been fantasizing about him coming home every night since he left. My dream world was going to become a reality tonight. I got undressed in the bedroom so that I could surprise him. I knew he had not shut the door...
EroticHello guys, I am Akash. This story tells you one of the best things that happened in my life. I am a university final year student and I am quite the person who gets every girl’s attention because I play for the football team and because of my 6 feet muscular body. Even though many girls were eying on me, I never wanted to settle for any of them, I wanted someone special for me! One day, early in the morning and while we were on football practice, it started raining. So, the practice was...
Hi Friends I am hemant back again with my new experience. Well I am back after a long time & this time with a new experience, which happened to me accidentally. One evening my friend came to me & asked me to give my bike & that he would return that by night. At 9’o clock I phoned him & he requested me to come to his house & take the bike, as he was busy with the household work. So, I went to his house in auto. It was about 9:45 when I reached his house. He then forced me to have dinner in his...
It’s a Sunday afternoon. I got bored at home and thought to visit my research lab to finish off some pending work. It was raining heavily, while I drove my car slowly into the campus. I could not see anyone on campus roads. Not even the security personnel due to the heavy downpour. Though it’s very common that we see very few people on Sundays, today it is more silent than usual. I parked my car in the basement of my department and entered the elevator to the top floor. The moment elevator...
LesbianMonday morning, who needs them! in the street people jostles for position in queues, pavements begin to fill with men and women going to work. In your house there was a different atmosphere, for today a special person was visiting, A local beauty agency was sending a new apprentice to your house for some training in massages and waxing. You took a shower and awaited the arrival of the apprentice. To get you in the mood you put on a silk dressing gown and some generously revealing panties that...
Enjoy the intensity of your desires. Chapter Eight A Rainy day at Mud Lake The day started out warm and breezy, the weather forecast was calling for rain. She anticipated the arrival of her date. She had planned a nice dinner for outside. They were to meet at the park and drive together to a secluded spot by the lake. She had packed a nice bottle of wine, salad, spaghetti, garlic bread and chocolate mousse. She hoped all would go as she had been dreaming of in her mind. She dressed in a...
I had never seen it rain as hard as it was right now. Even with the short run to the car (heels are NOT helping right now), I was drenched. Everything was stuck to my skin and I was so uncomfortable. I snickered feeling like I was in a wet t-shirt contest. I’d had a long day at work listening to bickering between co-workers and just wanted to go home, get out of this skirt and blouse and soak in a hot tub. I live in a rather isolated area, no neighbors for 2-3 miles on either side of me and...
Rainy Day – Part II Bill was mesmerized by Susan’s naked upper body now perched straddling his groin area. Her pussy pinned his cock down to his body, the only visible portion, its head, slowly regaining a hint of pink after having released a huge load only minutes prior. Susan had her hands firmly planted on Bills defined pecs . Her eyes closed for a few seconds, enjoying the sensation of skin on skin. His chest hair interwoven amongst her fingers, his muscular thighs pressing...
This happened a few years into my career just after my g f left to work as a chef on a cruise ship. It was a rainy Tuesday raining hard off and on all day, being that I didn’t have clients scheduled for that day I was busy working on suggestion scripts for clients I had scheduled sessions with later that week and a couple the following week, it must have been about 3 pm when my receptionist rang into my office to see if I would take a call. I told her put it through, it was a woman with a...
Rainy Day – part I Bill hurried to the side door, and let a small smirk escape his mouth, as he opened the door to reveal a luscious woman standing before him. “Well…..Hello Susan…..what are you collecting for today?” he asked. The woman, clad in a long black overcoat, only exposed a small amount of sheer nylon stocking and nice set of black 4 inch pumps. Her brunette hair was pinned back into a perfect bun, which allowed her beautiful face to detail the meticulously applied...
It's 10:30 pm and Quinn had just arrived home from work. When he pulled into the driveway, he realized that Harley's truck wasn't there. He noticed the gate to the pasture was open, so he got the Gator and headed for the barn. As he was driving, he saw lightning in the distance. Pulling up to the barn he saw her truck and smiled softly, shut the Gator off and headed inside.Once inside, he heard Shinedown playing on the radio. Loupgarou was in his stable quietly chomping on his fresh hay. As...
Straight Sex[For gt15go...and a cold and rainy night in Georgia, a long time ago. And for Oscar.]As I sat slumped back against the couch in Oscar's living room, and felt the moist warmth of his mouth as he sucked my throbbing cock, it was steadily raining a cold, winter rain, such as is common in that more hilly region of Georgia.Each time his mouth slid up and down along the length of my cock, it throbbed in response; and I couldn't help but moan softly with the growing pleasure he was...
Hello everyone ,i hope u all have read my 1st i****t story “passionate fucking with beautiful sister” , if haven’t yet then just go through it ……..my sister (earlier i had sex with )& my dad both went to chennai for 1week as my sister was having competitive exams…. so my mom & me both were going to stay together at home for 1 week.let me described my mom ,she is 35 year old & 5 foot 7inch with beautiful and charming face . she maintained her figure so nice that she looks just of my...
I awoke to see the walls and ceiling of myroom flash with lightning, then crash! Another peel of thunder seemed toopen up the skies even more. A hard rain drove like nails into the tinyhome's roof.Summers were like this in Illinois. In between sweltering July heat, wewere pelted by electrical storms and sometimes high winds. Those days madeit impossible for my dad to work his construction job. As I wiped he sleepfrom my eyes and gave my morning wood a few quick strokes, I could make outhis legs...