He yanked my hair back, forcing me to look into his eyes - a move that I will forever find arousing no matter what the circumstances - the harder and more abrupt the better. "Tell me you're my plaything. Tell me I can do whatever I want to you." As his hands explored my body, I found myself wanting exactly that - to give myself to him completely. To offer myself as a gift to be unwrapped, begging to be used and enjoyed. Used until I was spent. Used until there was nothing left of me to give.
He was like something I had created - occasionally disconcerting me with his words and actions. How could he so completely know what was in my head - was I that dull and predictable? Were my fantasies more prosaic than I thought? Or had I actually found someone so utterly in tune with my body and desires that he just seemed surreal?
I straddled him on my couch - he bit my neck and ground his straining cock against my increasingly wet pussy. Is there anything more intoxicating than to know you're responsible for that growing heat and hardness? I could feel him through the thin wisp of fabric - so many sensations at once made it a challenge to concentrate. His hands running down my ribs and back, his tongue in my mouth, then teeth on my nipples, all while he slowly rubbed his cock against me...
"Tell me your fantasies - what do you really want that you've never told anyone? That you never dreamed would actually be fulfilled?" I told him about my plush carpeted orgy fantasy, assuming that he would simply purr in my ear that it sounded hot, and resume his ministrations. This was a mildly risqué fantasy to share, but not so shocking that it couldn't be forgiven if he wasn't into it.
I underestimated him.
He wanted to join me in the fantasy. He wanted the lights kept on, with me blindfolded if I wished. He embellished and elaborated it a bit- making me less selfish, and the entire scenario more consuming. He wanted to watch as I sucked on one cock while being fucked by another. He wants to join in while I get used and taken by a variety of men. I could feel him get harder as we talked about it - his hands all over me as he described what would happen.
I realized that he was serious - he wasn't just role-playing or humoring me. My lusts made him as hot as they did me. It was a fine line we were walking, neither of us wanting to be a submissive, yet one of us had to give a little. My wish for a slave might be an indulgence that he would play at occasionally, but he was not one to be dominated. This was a man that I could tell my darkest carnal desires to. A man that wouldn't be shocked or turned off - indeed, the more I shared, the more he would give in return.
This was a man who knew what he wanted, and was more than happy to take me along on a sensual wanton ride. A man who would take me to the riverbank beside my condo and fuck me on the picnic table there. A man who would take me to a park, pin me against a tree and slam into me. A man who would come to my office after work, bend me over my desk and take me from behind. A man who would take me to the ballet, insisting I wear a dress with no panties, then fuck me in the car in the parking lot before going home. A man who will take me to a party, then pull me into a bedroom or even a corner and fuck me regardless of who might see us.
Is he for real? Sometimes I can't believe that I might actually be able to keep him long enough to have these fantasies and plans fulfilled. Men like this don't actually exist. Intelligent, creative, strong, sexy men with bodies that beg to be worshiped? I'm convinced that one day soon I'm going to wake up and realize that this all was, in fact, in my head. But in the meantime, I'm going to enjoy the ride...
Generally, that word brings condoms to mind. At least to me. I can't speak for all you dirty darlings.
However, once the sexy Nicole of AdultSexToys.com sent me a super hot set of latex gloves and leggings - all my perceptions changed. The photo of the model looked fantastic - all slick and shiny and skin tight. Who wouldn't want to jump me when they see me squeaking across the room in these things?
But of course we need to bear in mind that the sexiness that the Duchess would like to exude, and the dorkiness that she actually possesses sometimes creates painfully hilarious conflicts.
Now there are a few things to bear in mind when considering latex (Rubba) clothing.
1. It doesn't generally arrive all slick and shiny like the photo. To get this effect, you'll want to grab some "Rubba Glow" as well. It's only $6.25 and really makes a big difference, as otherwise the product just looks kind of dull and almost...dusty. 2. It is not easy to get latex on. You're going to want to powder yourself up, or maybe oil? 3. I don't recommend this unless you are VERY confident in your body, and are relatively slim and hairless. Based on the challenges I had getting these products on, I wouldn't reccommend it for the faint of heart either.
And now? A pictorial journey of the Duchess's adventure with latex clothing:
So these are the gloves, and as you can see, I couldn't get them on all the way. I have little wee hands, so clearly I just didn't powder myself sufficiently.
Now for the leggings. Same difficulty as the gloves, so I really powdered myself. I was determined to make this work. And? Success!
I love those shoes. Except when I trip in public in them. That's just embarassing.
Then came the task of getting the leggings off. I think that could be worked into foreplay right? Cause I know my bff enjoyed herself when yanking those things off of me. I'm sure a date would too...
So what did I think of this overall?
I like the idea of latex. And they have a pretty good variety on the site... But it's certainly something that you have to plan and prepare for. And it's certainly not something that you would add to just "spice things up a bit" - this is another level past the "vanilla with a wee bit o' chocolate."
But despite my difficulties with it, I kind of liked them. I would love to be able to strut around in them for a hot seduction night. I don't know about the teddies and what not though - I would definitely want to be 100% powdered and hairless and even thinner to try that.