Junkies
09.03.2026 13:28
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Junkies
10/10 because tiny lil bow.
Snagged a pair of gloves for myself, so excited to finally try latex out!
We've just restocked our OBSIDIAN BLACK collection..
(worn here by the lovely @shinyysasha.bsky.social)
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May have ordered latex gloves from @uniqdsn.bsky.social
The third part of the story is up now on Literotica! www.literotica.com/s/latex-feti...
The second part of the story is now on Literotica. www.literotica.com/s/latex-feti...
Here’s a Thursday throwback to the first time I dressed up in #leather.
The first part of a story I wrote is on Literotica now www.literotica.com/s/latex-feti...
Soulchained
Damn.
I got a lot of supportive input on the first story I wrote, so I made a sequel!
Double the latex, leather, exhibitionism & it's anti-capitalist!
It ended up being so detailed that I had to break it up into parts & ended up completely rewriting the first story. Enjoy!
Instinctively I pulled his leash and he hugged me warmly. I hugged him back. In that moment, the embrace was all we needed. The smell was comforting. (60/60)
Red lipstick smeared between us. As our bodies were writhing together. He reached out, a hand holding firm at the curve of my corseted back. The other touched lightly at my concealed cheek. He turned to kiss up my bare shoulder just underneath my spiked collar. (59/60)
Licking cum off side of his latex clad face. I spat into his hungry mouth. He looked straight through me and swallowed without hesitation, he said, “I love you. ” His true self revealed to me. I gave up control. Started kissing him deeply, grasping at the sides of his face. (58/60)
” A sliver of the man I love peeked through the monstrous slut kneeling before me. The man I married, and this depraved creature were starkly juxtaposed, but both welcoming my attention. We locked eyes. He rested gloved hands on my hips. I bent down slightly to meet him. (57/60)
Pulling at the chain he stood up. Standing he towered a full foot over me. Cock proudly pulsing at the sight of me, semen dripped from the tip. I pulled downward, the leash forced him to his knees. I asked him to open his mouth to which he responded, “Yes kitty. (56/60)
Fingers coated with semen he greedily licked them clean, never breaking eye contact. He held out his leash and said, “Deal with this. ” “With pleasure,” I responded. Tossing the riding crop beside him in our bed. I took his leash in hand. A quick step back was all it took to brace my strong legs.
In that moment, a loud low moan shot out from a lust crazed animal. The cum shot was enormous and splashed against his masked face onto plump exposed lips. Sitting up he investigated me standing in the doorway. He wiped the cum with a latex covered hand. (54/60)
His shoulders hovered over the bed as his abdomen flexed. Arms tense and curve promising a strength I lusted after. Exposed eyes rolled to the back of his glossy masked face. Tongue stretched out, desperate for connection. The door pushed open to make contact. (53/60)
Spying still, I bit down hard on the leather tip of my whip to mute my moaning when I began rubbing my aching clit. Gorgeous cock glistening, he grabbed at a leash and pulled himself up by a spiked collar around his neck. His lean upper body clad in fishnets and leather looked divine. (52/60)
He struggled to stay silent as the intensity built; this slut extended his tongue to lick what had muted him. The saliva soaked left traded places with the right. Pre-cum slowly spilling from his cock mixed with spit. No longer fighting, it stroked even faster. (51/60)
He had always been big but seeing him this way stirred beyond seduction. The smooth leather tip of the riding crop met my lips. Unknowingly I licked the end watching him from the sliver in the doorway. The fingers of his left hand covered his mouth. (50/60)
Turning the knob of our bedroom door, I peeked inside. A feral creature clad in latex and fishnets lay in our bed. Shining black legs outstretched with a familiar cock extended deliciously outward. A gloved right hand ran up and down its length strong, sensuously accentuating every inch of it.
I removed my work shirt and tossed it on the couch with a playful defiance. Softly, I closed and locked the deadbolt behind me. The familiar sound of latex creaked from behind our closed bedroom door. I approached silently struggling to hold my curiosity. (48/60)
I sauntered through the five doors and up the two staircases to find our front door unlocked and partially open. I married well. Our living room was as silent as it was spotless. My doting husband cleaned and organized it from top to bottom. (47/60)
” I bit the air in front of them, and my teeth let out a loud clack, my lips parting into a demonic grin as I giggled. They yelped in unison, launched backwards then fell onto the closed door behind. Quickly scattering away in opposite directions. (46/60)
They froze transfixed by the look of fallen angle before them. I reached out with my riding crop; its sullied tip poked into the chest of missionary that had the nerve to address me. I retorted, “I’m not interested in saving my soul, but maybe I could devour both of yours instead. (45/60)
The clicking of heels and my demonic horned shadow alerted them to the presence behind them. They launched into a speech while turning to meet me, “Do you have a moment to talk about your immortal soul…” the last word drifted on long, as noticed the devil standing before them. (44/60)
Standing tall, the Louboutin’s lifted me three inches, but I felt fifty feet tall. As I approached my building, I saw a pair of evangelicals at the apartment complex’s front door. They buzzed every apartment, no doubt in the hopes that they would find someone to convert. (43/60)