Discovery
Date: 12/5/2016,
Categories:
Fetish,
Author: lycralatex
... Finally she pulled the gloves over her long arms. Her hands felt amazing under the shiny material, both dulled and sensitive at the same time. She tentatively ran her hands over her body, and shuddered at the feeling. Slowly her hands went between her legs and rubbed her crotch, causing her to gasp as the rubbery material slid over her clit. Song then stood up. She wobbled at first - being part of the elite meant that she occasionally wore heels, but never anything this high. The length of the boots held her upright though and she admired how she looked in the mirror, the black material hugging every part of her tall body, her long black hair falling down over the shiny back. Song sat back down - not knowing what to do next. She knew that her husband must have fucked a woman dressed in this outfit - and feeling the anger rise she knew what she could do. She pulled on a dressing gown and went to the door. Her apartment was always guarded - usually by a young country boy. She usually ignored them, but that morning when she returned from shopping she noticed that the cadet today - Park - was unusually handsome, obviously he had been training hard. She opened the door slightly. "Park" she barked, "Come in here immediately". "Yes Miss" came the reply. Park opened the door and stopped dead. Although Song wore the dressing gown, it was impossible to hide the high boots and gloves. "I said come in" she repeated and Park nervously stepped forward. "Close the door" she said, taking a ...
... dominant tone in her voice. Park pushed the door closed behind him. Song dropped the gown to the floor. Song looked Park up and down. She could see he was both confused and aroused - his face was fixed, but a bulge in his pants gave away his true feeling. "Sit on this chair Park" Song barked at him. "I..." he replied, but Song stared hard at him. "Yes Miss". Park sat down on the kitchen chair, his eyes both trying to avoid her but not able look anywhere else either. Song walked right up to the chair and straddled him. She held her body right in front of his face, and then slid down on to his lap. She felt incredible - the tight suit made her feel completely in charge of the helpless cadet. She reached around behind him and grabbed the back of the chair, and pulled her body over his lap. "Miss..." Park said, not knowing what to do. "Hold me" Song replied and he reached around behind her, pulling her body on to him, feeling the smooth rubber against him. Song began to rhythmically grind on Park's lap. She could feel his hardness through the suit, and she could also feel herself starting to get wet. Faster and faster she moved, softly moaning each time his hard cock pushed the shiny material against her clit. "Unzip me" Song demanded, standing up. Park didn't know what this meant, so Song guided his hand to the zippers on her shiny, round bottom. He nervously pulled at them. "Unzip me!" Song demanded and he pulled the zipper around her bottom and past her pussy. Song suddenly ...