Latex history - Karin, Anna and the black latex panties
It was a beautiful, balmy summer evening in an unseasonably warm August. We had chosen the timing of our excursion wisely - it was the time just before the onset of dusk, when the heat of the day had eased somewhat and was merciful, but no penetrating mosquitoes had yet buzzed around and bothered the calves.
Karin and I just made a spontaneous trip to a nearby quarry lake, equipped with a picnic basket full of all kinds of goodies and a few blankets and a parasol. Since a heat stroke is really not to be trifled with in any way, we decided on the safe option in this regard.
Luckily Karin was here with me on this wonderful spot, because she had a hands-on manner and a practical streak, so that in no time the sunshade was enthroned over us and provided pleasant shade. Her nimble fingers also prepared an enchanting little menu in no time at all, which she artfully spread out on a small checkered blanket. I want their sense of aesthetics. However, few who met her for the first time suspected this behind her. Karin was chubby, with a slightly strong torso, but wonderful milky-white breasts that were full and heavy against her purple shirt. This impressive attribute of femininity tightened her somewhat harsh appearance and her face, which seemed a bit too masculine, but which was framed by blond, full curls. This abundance of hair gave her something special.
In contrast to her soft figure, I was very petite with very small breasts and hardly any feminine curves. I would have loved to have had more butts or fuller thighs; I almost seemed boyish from there. I also didn't have such a beautiful, long mane as Karin, because I had dark brown hair and a chin-length bob. I was very proud of my green-blue "cat eyes". Many have told me it makes me look incredibly sexy and seductive, like a delicate elf.
Karin and I couldn't have been more different in appearance, but we were best friends and didn't have any secrets from each other. Basically, she knew about all my men's stories and also about all my missteps, because I always trusted very quickly, maybe too quickly, which unfortunately often led me to the "wrong" men. Karin must have guessed my thoughts because she gave me an encouraging smile and handed me some grapes. She winked at me, "I've always told you that if you need a little distraction from all your man affairs, reach out to me, I can help you a lot!"
How she managed to make me blush once again. I immediately felt a hot blush not caused by the summer sun. Embarrassed, I nibbled on my grapes. I glanced up at her furtively, remembering the tales of her adventures that she shared with me from time to time. Her stories were also laced with drama, she too had relationship stress from time to time, but the big difference was that Karin was a lesbian and preferred women as partners and for her sex life.
Somehow the mood between us suddenly changed noticeably. In retrospect, I can no longer say exactly what caused this change, but there was suddenly a certain tingling and a slightly erotic tension in the air. Karin apparently recognized that immediately. Brave as she was, she suddenly got up and took off her denim hot pants. I couldn't help but stare at her. Her butt was voluptuous yet accentuated, a beautiful Rubens body that was very appealing to me. I was suddenly very confused by this feeling. What was the matter with me? Karin was a woman, not a man. Why did she trigger these strange sensations in me? But what were those panties she was wearing? Black and shiny, the material clung to her curves like a second skin. Karin seemed to enjoy my looks and stayed in her standing position longer than necessary to let me get my fill of looking at her.
Latex love at first sight?
Suddenly she walked towards me. Oh god, what was she up to? She stopped right in front of me, leaned her shame almost into my face and casually asked me how I liked her new panties. I must have looked at her from below with wide eyes, because she smiled constructively at me again and said: “That's latex, Anna. This is a very special material. It fits like a second skin, but doesn't let it breathe, so I sweat under the latex."
Again I looked at Karin's mons venus, elegantly and stylishly packaged, I felt. Latex... I'd heard and read about it, but I've only ever seen it in special clubs. “You are welcome to touch me down there Anna to find out what latex feels like. Maybe you like it."
My curiosity was indeed aroused to explore both this new material and Karin herself. A slight shudder came over me, because I just had the feeling that I was doing something forbidden. Should I really touch Karin there?
I was a little relieved when she seemed to make this decision for me, grabbed my hand and placed it on her privates. She pressed herself against them and groaned audibly. That couldn't be possible, but I felt myself getting wet between my legs and arousal as I gently massaged Karin's mons pubis. Being a woman myself, I instinctively knew which areas were particularly sensitive to touch and steered my fingers accordingly. I no longer noticed my environment around me, I let myself go so much and enjoyed our erotic pampering.
Lesbian sexual fetishism
Anyone passing by could have watched us! In addition to the stimulating and new impressions, I really liked the nature of the latex material. Her labia showed underneath, a column ran through the front half. Add to that the velvety smoothness - the sensuality of the material held me captive. My own smell of rubber, mixed with Karin's musk, also had a very inspiring effect on me. The moans got louder and louder and meanwhile Karin looked down at me with enraptured, shimmering, blue-grey eyes. Suddenly she pulled the black latex panties down a little, exposing her shaved pubic area almost completely. She also took off her purple shirt so that she stood in front of me only scantily clad.
"Would you like to put a finger or two in me, Anna?" I'm so keen on you, beautiful woman.” I jumped a little, but was so carried away by this fascinating and exciting moment that I implemented her suggestion and inserted my index finger into her. An unbelievable wetness and soft, warm firmness enveloped my finger and reacted with a slight twitch when I added another one and moved it back and forth rhythmically. Her nectar had collected in the latex slip and was clearly whitish on the black background. It was unfamiliar to explore another woman's privates, but felt very natural and right at the same time.
The orgasm and the black latex panties
In the midst of this wonderful nature, Karin moaned loudly, twitched a few times in waves and then spilled onto my fingers. "Can women do that too?" I thought to myself, completely surprised, and still kept my hand in this position. Karin rubbed it a little, then she moved her pelvis back, pulled up the black latex panties and knelt down in front of me.
"Lick your fingers and taste me, Anna! Taste what you triggered in me, become aware of your femininity!"
Somehow my fingers found their way into my mouth and implemented Karin's suggestions again. How strange and exciting at the same time this indecent gesture was. I felt very wicked and at the same time completely liberated and alive. Farin seemed to recognize my emotions exactly, because she leaned forward and began massaging the tips of my breasts with circular movements of her hands. Sometimes she also pinched it slightly and finally put it in her mouth to suck it tentatively.
Violent waves of emotion flowed through me and made me tremble; i was happy to sit. Suddenly Karin pushed me slightly but firmly backwards so that I was spread out in front of her. I almost knocked over the food. The warm evening sun caressed both of our bodies and bathed us in a warm light, which let us shine gently and perfectly captured the mood of the moment. As if by magic, I was suddenly without skirt and panties. Karin must have taken off my pink cotton panties in a moment that I didn't notice. She held it to her nose and sniffed it with pleasure.
"How fine and delicious you smell Anna, like a mild, sweet peach. May I taste your peach juice?” Completely perplexed by these erotic impressions, I couldn't answer her because I just couldn't find the words anymore. As always, she mastered the situation, gently pushed my thighs apart and completely exposed my shame. Instinctively I wanted to close my legs again, but Karin was already between them and admired me catchily. Nobody had ever looked at me so intensely between the legs. Today I wasn't shaved either, but wore pubic hair, unlike Karin, who was completely shaved.
Pubic hair and oral sex of bisexual girlfriends
"Would you mind if my pubic hair bothered you?" I thought to myself. My concern was unfounded, however, as her soft hair brushed the inner thighs and made me shiver spontaneously. I immediately felt her warm, wet tongue on my labia, which first gently stroked it, until it finally dipped more demandingly into my soft flesh and nudged against my opening. My God, how insanely violent this aroused me. Instinctively I pressed her head tighter against my lap and enjoyed every movement of her tongue, which was just working on my love pearl. Her urging became more and more insistent, her licking more and more determined, like an unspoken journey to a distant paradise.
Suddenly I saw small stars in front of my eyes, the outer scenery blurred in my mind's eye, all thoughts were suddenly far away. I was able to let myself fall completely detached and experienced an incredibly intense orgasm that shook my entire body. I had never experienced it so violently with a man; what was wrong with me?
I was a little embarrassed because I felt myself squirting out my nectar when I came. That must have landed right in Karin's face. But it didn't really seem to affect her as she calmly licked all my juice out of me, cleaning me up so thoroughly.
When I had regained my breath, Karin was already lying next to me and holding me tightly in her arms. She was still wearing her black latex panties. It just felt very right and very peaceful, like this should have happened a long time ago.
Horny ecstasy with the latex clothes
"Would you like to put it on, my black latex panties, Anna?" Her question tore me completely out of my pleasurable after-pains. Before I could reply, Karin was already taking off her latex panties and slipping them over my legs. It was a very sublime and very horny feeling to feel latex on my skin for the first time, and I really enjoyed this moment. Some of Karin's wetness was still on the slip, but that didn't bother me. On the contrary, it stimulated me in a weird way because it felt so outrageously naughty and kinky. Although Karin was fuller than me, the latex material clung relatively tightly to my curves. Otherwise I struggled with my tomboyish curves, I was ashamed because of my petiteness, but this black latex on my skin gave me a strong feeling of self-confidence and attractiveness! I suddenly felt very feminine and extremely seductive, as if I could seduce any man or woman in the world. An unimaginable feeling of power flooded through me.
What latex clothing can do. "Karin, do you think we could do this with a man next time? So you, me and one of my friends? It was so nice... And to be spoiled by a man and to feel him inside me at the same time would be the greatest happiness!
"Oh sweetheart anytime, I'm glad that it was so fulfilling for you and that there is a next time for you together." She handed us both a sandwich and we enjoyed our meal in the evening silence of nature.
