It’s been many years since I accidentally stumbled onto a latex fetish site that I can’t remember how long this love affair with latex has been going on, but it’s probably 7-10 years.
After the initial find and then the subsequent purchases (I’m never one to rush things), I would parade around my bedroom in it, either for my own pleasure in how it made me feel and turned me on or for my husband who loved seeing me in it.
A few years ago I wanted to experience the fun of latex to latex. Another who was into it just as much as I am. Chats on fetlife and twitter did not bring anyone forward…there were mutual conversations of the love of it or compliments on how it suited me but nothing more. Not at the level I loved it, the hood wearing, head to toe alter ego feeling.
The spring of 2017 a female friend I’d met via others mentioned she had a friend who was into latex. I thought no more of it. Then suddenly two months ago, she asked if I’d like to be introduced via a chat app to them. I would….
What has transpired is that rare thing where you match kink for kink, they also own all the latex, all the toys and yet if you past them in the street you wouldn’t think twice.
That’s what I love, hidden layers. The many people I’ve seen at say a fetish market or club that screams “I’m different, I’m kinky etc”, was not what I was looking for. In fact, I’d stopped even thinking it would happen.
A month after we chatted, I was invited for coffee. I went thinking it was just that and preparing myself for someone who was very weird or very old (or both). Call it self protection, so I wasn’t disappointed.
What transpired was in fact someone who couldn’t be further from that. Just 15 days older than myself, they got all the generation quips, jokes and comments on chat.
I’m a tall girl and height for me is a turn on. At 6’3” that was the first obvious plus, then the physique, a body that goes to the gym daily without being pumped, looked after so looks great in latex.
We chatted for ages and clearly clicked. Whilst I was thinking it was time to go, I was unexpectedly asked would I like to play. I surprised myself by instantly saying I would (1st meets are socials and I always see what someone looks like before meeting them, clearly all the rules were going out the window this time).
When I got upstairs latex stockings were revealed under jeans. A total surprise that still makes me smile when I think about it. A pussy pump was attached to me, much kissing and general getting to explore each other happened.
I left that day, with the biggest smile on my face. Asked if I’d like to meet again, there was no hesitations in a resounding yes.
The next time was us fully clad in latex. The one after a slightly different experience and more. It just gets better and better. We’ve agreed that it’s incredibly rare to find that right person you click with, we can’t believe our luck.