The red latex toe socks
It was a wonderful spring day. The sun had been shining all day over and pleasantly warmed my back while I weeded the garden weeded. A gentle breeze blew a floral scent into my nose and made all my senses dance.
“What a beautiful season spring is,” I thought to myself, while I was doing the strenuous activity. It hurt a little Back, I was no longer in practice. Then I sat up and left My gaze glides over the garden landscape. I was filled with pride Sight of this opulent splendor that would soon fully bloom. My view slid onto my hands, which were covered in coarse gardening gloves. She were made of rubber and had nubs on the palm of the hand. When I saw her earlier freshly unpacked, since they were new, I noticed that I liked the smell of the Rubber somehow liked. I would almost say that this one appeals to me Smell stimulated. My cheeks blushed, this made me a little ashamed, After all, gardening gloves were, and should be, everyday items Certainly not for excitement, right?
I had noticed this pleasant feeling before. Recently at Cleaning the windows when I wore the elbow-length red rubber gloves Wear protection from the cleaning agent. This quite solid material, the intense smell… It was all a little confusing and at the same time incredibly exciting, as if a new world was opening up before you, which one didn't quite dare to enter yet.
The sweaty feet
Well, the worst part was done. Two buckets full of weeds had been removed, the ground is chopped up, the earth loosened. The spring sun was there already warmer than first expected. A light film of sweat formed on my forehead and between my breasts. They were a good handful big, but sweat always collected between her breasts. Also on I was sweating quickly in my feet. That actually meant something to me unpleasant, because the foot smell that resulted embarrassed me few.
I went back to the terrace, sat down for a bit and allowed myself a short break. I closed my eyes and turned my face to it Sun closed. Actually, I wasn't a particularly pretty woman in the classic sense Meaning, there were much more attractive women than me. I hardly used it either Make-up was a relatively natural type, but I still attached great importance to it for a well-groomed appearance. This included, for example, that I I always wore my fingernails and toenails painted, preferably in a strong shade of red or pink. I was a little chubby, my butt a little fuller, the same my thighs. I was definitely not a model type, but I liked it on me my red-blonde, long hair and my green eyes. And my Freckles on the cheeks, especially.
The smell of feet, sweat and rubber
My gardening shoes suddenly became tight and bothered me. So I pulled them out, ironically with the rubber gloves on their hands, which me It didn't bother me one bit whether I sweated just as much in them. Than the rubber When it touched my skin, it gave me very pleasant feelings.
As soon as it happened, I smelled my own foot odor. I just wanted to get up again and go take a shower when a warm, male voice in my ear: “You were very busy this morning, Treasure. Sorry I couldn't support you. The meeting took longer than expected. But now I'm taking a break and wanted you see."
I turned my head towards the voice and looked into it my husband's velvety brown eyes. A few of his dark curls fell impetuously on his forehead; he apparently urgently needed it again a hairdresser appointment. “What an attractive man I have,” I thought to myself and smiled at his graying temples.
He returned my smile, grinned suggestively and teased me: “You are almost naked. Come on, let me spoil you a little.” He was already kneeling forward me and was about to take my feet in his manly hands. “Darling, I was sweating quite a bit while working in the garden. Perhaps Should I take a shower first..."
Surprisingly, he replied to me: “No, that would be a shame then I can no longer enjoy the delicate scent of your feet.” The delicate one Fragrance? Did I just hear correctly? Unsure, I asked him: “You like what if my feet are sweaty and smell bad?”
The fetish confession
“I actually like it a lot. The smell and the slightly damp feeling of the skin. There While we're at it, I also really like latex." I watched him too big eyes. "Latex? This rubber material?”
“Yes, darling, exactly that. I’ve had these preferences for a very long time. Sweaty, intensely smelling women's feet and supple latex feels like a second skin. I wear latex myself, I see it but also very fond of a woman. Honestly, I have so far I didn't dare tell you this openly. I was afraid you would me laugh at you and think you're a weirdo or a freak. And it was them Remember, you would want a divorce if you asked about my secrets desires know.”
At first I was speechless. Uncertainty and surprise alternated emotions within me. Then these became more likely unpleasant sensations but from a feeling of deep love and Warmth washed away. My husband confided in me. My beloved and esteemed husband had gathered all his courage and his Soul laid out at my feet. That made me love him even more. I Looking back, I no longer know what ultimately triggered it, but I do Once I asked him: “Darling, would you please cover my feet with those Massage with gardening gloves? I also discovered a preference in myself: It turns me on to feel rubber on my skin.”
“Wait, darling, I know something better.” Grinning mischievously he left me, only to come back straight away and in front of me Kneel on your feet.
Black latex socks and red latex toe socks
“Honey, what you see here in front of you is unchlorinated rubber fashion, finest and noble latex fashion. If you allow me, these red short latex Toe socks to let me put them on? You would be my great honor show off and give a lot of joy. And who knows, maybe “You discover other wonderful and sexy preferences in yourself.”
I was fascinated by the shiny material and picked it up. It was covered with a light film of oil and smelled very stimulatingly of rubber and kind of sweet. A warm wetness immediately began to form inside me crotch widen and made me unconsciously open my legs. I handed my darling the red latex toe socks and was mentally overwhelmed Tense, how comfortable this feeling would be, this material to wear on the body.
Foot fetishism and latex love
First, my husband gently kneaded my feet, one after the other. Every now and then he brought it to his nose and sniffed it and alternately sucked her toes. The tickling feeling of his warm and wet tongue was indescribably beautiful and very pleasurable. The wetness between my legs increased, accompanied by an intense throbbing.
Then he picked up a bottle labeled “silicone oil” and sprinkled it on my feet. How relaxing and exciting at the same time The following foot massage from his strong male hands was.
After a while he picked up the red short latex toe socks and I gradually slipped them over both feet. At the same time I felt one Pleasant tightness, an intensely enveloping feeling, as if you were wrapping yourself put on a second skin. The red latex socks had incorporated toes so that my feet fit seamlessly into these indentations slid in and finally filled it. How intense the feeling was...
For the first time in my life I wore latex clothing. Since latex no Breathable material and therefore body heat does not escape can, I noticed after only a short time that my feet were starting to sweating in the red short latex toe socks.
Interestingly, I suddenly didn't feel that way anymore unpleasant, actually the opposite. I enjoyed the warm, moist Being enclosed, enjoying the very own smell of latex and feeling like I was how this rubber fashion made me more self-confident. As if through Putting on the special material releases an internal blockage and Inhibitions and complexes reduced.
Suddenly I felt incredibly sexy and seductive. Daring I lifted my leg and let my husband suck on my red latex toes, which he clearly enjoyed. Unbeknownst to me, he had now moved on I put on black latex socks myself and started while sucking, to embrace his member. He steered with gentle rhythmic movements his angular, hairy man's hand up and down while he enjoys it Licked latex toe after latex toe.
Shared climax with latex socks
As if by themselves, my hands found their way to the middle of my body and laid down on my vulva. I had the gardening gloves the whole time keep on. This rough, nubby, yellow rubber now rested between mine legs and just looked wonderful there. I began cautiously massaging my pearl through my jeans. I watched my husband how he sucked on my red latex toe socks and felt me very much sublime and somehow completely detached.
After just a short stimulation, a very violent orgasm came over me, which I have never had in this intensity before. The gray material in the middle my jeans suddenly became wet. A dark spot appeared now clearly on it. I later found out that I had probably squirted during orgasm. For the first time ever in my life. This sensual one The sight apparently caused my husband to do so just as violently and under Moaning to come.
After we both silently breathe together for a while After listening, he sat up and cupped my face. With He looked into my eyes with a loving smile: “Darling, you still have it never looked more radiant from within and happier than exactly right now at this moment.”
The kiss that followed captured both of our laughter...
