My Red Latex Mistress
It had been a few weeks since I first met her, my beautiful red latex mistress. She had caught my eye the moment I saw her, shrouded in a mysterious crimson hue that seemed to call out to me. I knew I had to get closer to her and take her home with me.
It didn’t take long for me to make my move. I asked her out for dinner and then slowly worked my way up to convincing her to come back to my place for the night. She reluctantly agreed, almost as if she knew what she was getting herself into.
Once we were back in my bedroom, she shed her clothing and revealed her body, tightly encased in a body-hugging red latex suit that only left her blushing face and her hands exposed. I immediately fell under her spell, my eyes devouring her body hungrily as I felt my heart begin to race.
I moved to the bed, pulling her closer as I began to explore her body with my hands and my mouth. I kissed her hungrily, pushing my tongue inside her mouth as I savored the taste of her. My hands roamed over her curves, my fingers tracing her soft and yielding flesh, as I felt my desire for her grow more and more intense.
I moved my hands lower, finding the zipper at the back of her suit and quickly unzipping it to reveal her tight and toned body. I gasped in awe at her beauty, her pale skin glowing in the faint light of the room. I moved my hands back up to caress her, my fingers running gently up and down her back as my mouth found its way to her neck and began to kiss and lick its way down her body.
My hands soon discovered the swell of her buttocks, my fingers tracing the curves as I felt my desire building up to a frenzy of pleasure. I moved lower, pushing her legs apart as I explored her inner depths. My fingers parted her soft folds and I felt my manhood harden in anticipation of the pleasure to come.
I entered her slowly, pushing my way in as the tightness of her walls embraced my manhood lovingly. I felt my whole body shudder with pleasure at the sensation, my hips gently rocking in and out as my desire and pleasure rose to new heights.
My movements increased in tempo and intensity as I felt her tight walls gripping around my length and my throbbing manhood pushing against her g-spot. I felt myself reach my breaking point and as I did, I felt my whole body tense up in pleasure as my orgasm flooded my body in waves.
It wasn’t long before she followed suit, her own orgasm shaking her body and sending her over the edge of pleasure. We lay together for a few moments, the afterglow of our lovemaking still strong in the air. I wrapped my arms around her, feeling her warmth and hold as I savored the moment of bliss.
My red latex mistress had worked her magic on me and I knew I would never be the same again. I had felt her touch on my soul and I wanted more, much more. From that day onwards, I knew that my heart and my desires would always remain with my red latex mistress.
