Catwoman's hot adventures
New job, new boyfriend and lots of happiness. Plus an invitation to a party at the weekend. Things couldn't have been better for me at the moment.
My new friend Mike was planning to take me to a friend's party this weekend. At the first party together, I wanted to shine with a new outfit. But what should I wear? As a woman, I've always had, quite stereotypically, a large closet full of "nothing to wear." I still had two days to get a new outfit. But the question was, what and where?
Mike hadn't been my friend for very long. That's why I couldn't really assess what his friends were like. At some point in the last few days he had told me, laughing, that his friends were pretty nice, but quite different from a lot of other people.
Of course that wasn't saying much. But in a few pictures I saw on his fridge, I could see people laughing and looking nice, just having fun. That was fine. Please no snobs or any conceited stupid people. But what should I buy now?
The search for a new outfit
I decided to drive into town to have a look around. Good idea I thought, I walked around the city for hours and just couldn't find anything suitable. Most of it just seemed inappropriate or way too overdressed to me. A balance between sexy and casual would be good, but I just couldn't find it. Completely annoyed and totally disappointed, I got on the next train and went home.
When I finally got to the top of my front door, there was a small package in front of my door. I hadn't ordered anything, so I was very surprised. I took it to my apartment and first checked the sender. It was from my friend Mike. I opened the package and found a small letter inside. It said: "Hello dear. This gift is for you. You need it for the party this weekend. I'm looking forward to it. I love you. :-* Mike"
A special kind of surprise
Very excited and a little excited, I carefully opened the paper that had something wrapped in it. What emerged next surprised me greatly. It wasn't a small gift like candy or flowers, but something to wear. I took it out of the package and quickly realized what he had bought me. It was a rubber catsuit! Specifically, a kind of black Catwoman suit that was made of latex. There was a suitable mask, a pair of short latex gloves, a small container of talcum powder and a bottle of silicone oil.
I was totally surprised. Shouldn't it be a normal party, but a costume party or maybe a fetish party? I did not know it. But I was curious about it. Now even more than before...
Mike and I had recently discussed our ideas and preferences. I honestly told him that I liked latex. His reaction to it was just great because he was pretty excited about it too. What a jackpot. But we hadn't seen each other together yet, which made things even more interesting.
Miaowwww...Catwoman can pack...
I had to try on the latex suit first. Thank God I knew how to put on a suit like that. I lightly powdered the inside of the suit and slipped it on. I slowly rolled and pushed the latex upwards because I had read in a fetish blog at Rubberfashion: “Don't pull and tear on it, just push and roll.” ... not that anything would break the first time you put it on. Did he buy the right size?
I was excited. I slowly pulled up the catsuit and slipped my arms into it. I slowly closed the front zipper and turned back and forth in front of the mirror. It really looked extremely hot and it fit me like a glove. I took my black patent leather boots with high heels from the shoe rack and put them on. Then I put on the mask.
The latex mask had little cat ears and only covered half of my face. Finally, I slipped on the short latex gloves, which fit like a glove. What an outfit! I looked like Catwoman and thought I was pretty sexy.
The outfit was still a bit dull, but I would use the oil to make it shine for the party.
The party can come
The weekend came quicker than expected. I was really looking forward to the party, even though the thought of it made me a little nervous. I had arranged to meet Mike at 7 p.m. He wanted to pick me up so we could go to the party together and asked me to get a present. I had bought a really good bottle of wine as a gift and was already fully dressed. I was feeling pretty sexy right now. It could start.
The doorbell rang at my apartment door. When I opened the door, Mike was standing in front of me. When I saw him, I almost took my breath away. He also had on a shiny black outfit. He was wearing pants that were cut like skinny jeans, but made of latex. As a top he wore a shirt, also made of black rubber. He looked stunning!
"Hello, my little cat. You look stunning!" He kissed me passionately. "You too," I said, laughing. "Can you tell me what kind of party it is? These things promise a lot!" I looked deep into his eyes and waited anxiously for his reaction. "Let yourself be surprised, my sweetheart! You will definitely like it. Are you ready? Then you can get started." Okay, so it was a surprise.
I grabbed my coat from the coat rack and drove off with Mike shortly afterwards. Somehow I was quite nervous because I didn't know what to expect. Still, I was very curious.
But not a fetish party?!?
After a few minutes of driving, we came to a fairly rural area where there was a single small house. We were there. There were already a few cars in the parking lot in front of the house. I linked arms with Mike, we went to the door and he rang the bell. My heart was beating faster and faster.
I held the wine in my hand and waited anxiously to see who was about to open the door. It was the "birthday child", a young woman around thirty. Dark-haired, not very slim and with subtle make-up. There was a smile on her lips when she saw us. She also had on a black catsuit. However, she didn't wear a mask.
"Hi Mike. It's nice that you're here. You're Tamara, right? I have such a hard time remembering names. But Mike already talked about you. I'm Mira. Come with me, everyone's already here. We're celebrating downstairs!" Without waiting for our answers, she led the way and we followed her.
We came to a small vaulted cellar. It smelled like vanilla and quite sweet. You could hear the music and laughter. There were drinks and a small buffet in a small side room. “Here you can fortify yourself or get something to drink,” said Mira. Then we moved on to the music.
There were a lot of different people in a large room. The ages were very diverse, but everyone had something in common. Everyone was wearing something made of latex. There were a few adult toys hanging on the walls of the room, but it still didn't feel cheap. It seems rather sensual and went well with the mood that the room with these guests conveyed.
Mira introduced us to a few people Mike didn't know. Then an evening began full of good conversations about fetish, latex and God and the world. We danced a lot and enjoyed the wine and delicious food.
I was already a little tipsy when a woman approached me. She was pretty, I had to admit that. She came very close to me and whispered something in my ear. The music was quite loud, but I could understand it. She had asked me to come with her. What did she want from me? She took my hand without further ado and pulled me with her. I tried to tell Mike that I was going away for a moment, but he was deep in conversation. He just looked at me briefly, saw it and nodded at me with a smile.
The pretty stranger
The young woman who pulled me with her was wearing a knee-length latex dress in wine red and matching short latex gloves. It looked stunning on her. We left the room and went into a small room. She turned on the light. "I wanted to have a moment alone with you," she said, smiling. I look around. The walls were covered in velvet and there was only one bed in them. Not more. "What do you want here with me?" I asked this with a bit of dizziness from the wine.
"I'm Sarah. Your name is Tamara, right? Come sit with me." She sat on the bed and patted next to her. I sat down next to her. "So what's this about?" "I think you're beautiful in your Catwoman outfit. Did Mike give it to you? It looks great. Can I touch it?" “Sure,” I said cockily. I had no idea what was to come next.
HICKS...Is this really happening or am I dreaming?
Was this all really happening or was the wine playing tricks on me? She stroked the latex with her latex fingers. First over my arm, then she looked me straight in the eyes and moved on. She stroked the rubber on my chest. I winced. What was she doing? "Psst, you'll like it," she whispered. She took my hand and placed it on her chest as she continued. "Touch me too! Let's enjoy it..." I did. I started to like it.
I had never touched a woman in latex before. That was really hot. We caressed each other and both enjoyed it. She touched my face with her latex fingers and kissed me. Her tongue was playing with mine when I felt her unzip my latex catsuit. Oh man...
That was the point at which we both let ourselves go and just enjoyed each other's touch. The fetish party had just become an absolute minor matter. Rarely had a man driven me as crazy as this one did. Touching the rubber and feeling her warmth underneath was beyond arousing.
We forgot about time and only realized how long it had passed when there was a knock on the door. I quickly zipped it up. "Yes, please?!" It was Mike standing at the door with a glass of water in his hand. A little embarrassed and with red cheeks, I got up and went to him. "I thought you could use a drink!" He looked at me grinning.
He didn't seem to be surprised or upset by what had happened here. "I said you'd like this party, my sweet kitten! But you're mine again for the rest of the night." I smiled at him and snuggled up to him. "With pleasure. Come on, let's go dancing," I said. I turned around again briefly. "Thank you, Sarah. It was great with you." "Yeah, I thought so too, Catwoman!" As she said that she smiled mischievously at me and winked. Mike and I went back to the celebration. Sarah stayed behind and I heard her laughing quietly.
The party and the night weren't over yet. In this sexy outfit a lot would definitely happen that night at home...
