TG Caption ~ Latex Mistress(Bonus)

What happened on that same day remained a mystery for me, at least for some time - until I got back to my senses as I was lying in the same bed as my former(though probably not anymore) colleague, Mash. He is still there, right by my side as my flustered face is pressed against his vibrating torso, my latex covered nipples barely touching his tough and sweaty upper body. My hand slid across his, the wave of ecstasy still ringing like a lingering memory in my throbbing pussy.

Lying on the stained sheets in this undeniably warm afterglow, things started to finally puzzle up together. The missing pieces were merging into one clear picture as I bit my lip with ecstatic realization. Finally, I could remember what happened…

When I left Latex Mistress Michelle, I ended up going to one of my former colleague’s apartments. I knew that Mash was one of the closest people to my boss, so, for some reason, he seemed like the best case scenario I could’ve asked for. My memories still were rather foggy and unclear, but I do remember his face when he opened the door, finding this beautiful redhead at his entrance, pheh..

“Uhh, hello, M-Mash..” I muttered first, not sure how to act in this new curvy body.

I could feel the confusion rising in his chest, his eyes scanning my arousing presence, my curves, my latex, my begging silver eyes. Nervousness started tickling my clit from the inside. 

“How can I help, uh..? If you were ordered to my place, it must have been some sort of mistake..” he finally spoke.

Part of me couldn’t help but feel a tingling disappointment from him thinking of me as some sort of prostitute. Could I blame him though? You must have huge, erm, ovaries to wear something like that so casually. But it felt like the second, true skin for me, so I really couldn’t complain - it just felt right to wear this bondage outfit instead of normal clothes. 

“No, no, Mash..” the words were pouring from my nervous lips on their own. “Please, just..” I took his hand in mine.

Tough, I never held a male hand so intimately, so the touch was rather rough. In a good way. The touch that almost made me want this hand to rub me, to press against my skin. The effects of the suit were making me one kind of horny bitch, but I didn’t resist - I was desperate to do whatever I could to make up for my mistakes, even if it meant to be turned into a leaking cumslut for a few hours. 

This was my first realisation that I might have been getting into it. Even if I felt like all the choices were done by my own disobeying body, my brain was telling me otherwise - I was the one making it all active and worked up. And, before I could realize it, his lips met mine and I was drowning in the sea of passion. I don’t know what it was, but seemingly my charms made Mash return the kiss. In his eyes there was no hesitation - he was definitely enjoying himself, so I simply continued on pushing my red lips against him until he could taste the cherry taste of my lips with his dragging tongue.

“You are, ah, so..” Mash moaned out as our lips broke apart. 

That was when I got a sudden feeling of dissatisfaction - was I so damn horny that even not kissing for a single second was throwing me off the cliff so pathetically? I need him now. I bit his lip, feeling the hardness of his skin as he let out another moan when I put a bit more pressure into my bite with a small suck. 

Unable to resist the magnetic pull between us, I captured his mouth once more, kissing him with a desperate, frenzied passion. My tongue plunged past his parted lips, swirling and twining with his own as I devoured him hungrily. Yes, even though I tried to take control, Mash’s tongue still dominated mine and I didn’t even realize how I found myself pressed against the bed sheets. At that very moment, my latex bikini was pulled down as two almost shy nipples peeked outside. 

There was not much time for me to react - I could only moan as the man’s hands travelled over my body and squeezed my chest like two plush toys. It reminded me of the way Michelle was doing it - and once again I was confident that my boobs could be easily used as pillows. 

“Mhh, mhahh…~” it was intense, as if someone was pulling the right strings in my brain that randomly triggered these satisfied noises in my throat. 

Once again, even before I could realize it, I was now sitting on Mash’s naked lap, his cock sliding on my back and threatening to spill out his juices through its curved, mushroom-like top.

“Does it feel good?~” he asked me, his voice a melodic whisper.

“OH! RIGHT..!~” my mind forced this gasp out of my throat.

It was as if my entire body became one big erogenous zone - each touch was sending me to the very peak of glowing and sparkling pleasure. And when Mash finally entered my pussy lips, breaking through this small layer of transparent liquid all over my entrance… I didn’t mutter a sound. The silence fell down upon me as my body started moving on my own, Mash’s penis rubbing my clit and making me feel almost electrified. A strangled moan tore from my throat as Mash's thick cockhead pushed past my slick folds, stretching me open around his pulsing shaft. 

"Ahhnn...!" my back arched off the bed, exposed breasts above my latex thrusting out as a shockwave of pleasure ripped through me. 

Every nerve ending in my pussy cried out, as if asking for me and more - until I was soaked entirely by a certain white liquid. I didn’t need to do anything - my body moved on pure instinct, hips undulating sensually against his as my vagina clenched and rippled around the thick intruder knocking my gates up. Mash set a steady, powerful rhythm, his heavy balls slapping obscenely against my ass cheeks with each driving thrust.

"Yes...! Haaahn!~" my long lashes fluttered shut in bliss as he pounded into me. 

Sparks of ecstasy exploded behind my eyelids, my core clenching greedily, so desperate to milk his cock for all he was worth.

"God Mash...! Your cock... it's so big...!" I panted harshly, not believing for a second that an hour ago I was still a man and now I was complimenting someone’s thick sausage. 

The obscene squelch of my dripping wet cunt being fucked so vigorously filled the room, mingling with our carnal moans and the creaking of the mattress. Mash bit my neck - it was not a gentle bite, but a hungry one, like one of a predator who couldn’t help but feel the growing need to devour his prey. You know what? I don’t think I’ve ever felt nearly as good, if I ever felt so damn needed that my insides were basically on fire that just coincidentally happened to become bigger and intense with each second. 

Absolute ecstasy exploded through my nerve endings as his cock hammered mercilessly against that special spot deep inside, the one that made stars burst behind my eyelids every time he nailed it dead-on.

"Harder!" I screamed, my hips rolling up to squeeze his penis with all my weight.

And he did just that, pushing into me with such brutal force that I could feel the bed shaking right beneath my trembling legs. I wanted more.

"Ahhhh...! I'm... gonna... cum!~" I sang, not taking any more pauses to let the wave of ecstatic pleasure wash all over my body, forcing me to burst with the liquid of our intense lovemaking.

Mash followed shortly after, with one last powerful thrust and a guttural groan of my name. We collapsed together, chests heaving and bodies slick with sweat as the intense aftershocks rolled through us. I clung to him, panting harshly as his cock softened inside me, sliding out a few moments later as I simply gulped with dumb, satisfied smile on my face. What was I at this point? Just a body to fuck? Well, I decided to let him fuck me a few more times before coming to any conclusions.

This was my moment of realization - lying by the side of the man who just took not only my virginity away, but any will to bring my masculinity back again. I had never felt so thoroughly satisfied, so utterly claimed and marked by a man's touch. At that moment, I knew I would never be the same. This was a turning point, and there was no going back. I belonged to him now, in every way that mattered. My body, my heart, my very soul - it was all his for the taking.

At the end of the day, my decision seemed to change the plans of this universe a bit. I didn’t get my job position back, probably because I didn’t want to have it anymore either. Instead, I found myself madly in love with my colleague and I really couldn’t wait for our wedding day to come. And that was the best way I could relieve my stress. My charms really made him forget about any of his troubles.