I was sitting at my keyboard earlier and started writing. This is no connected to anything, but sits in both Andys world and in my own life.
Would like to thank my wonderful and sexy Sheila for her permission and for my Skinnie Stallion and sweet Kitty Capricious Amber for inspiration
To anyone else, the figure looked as if she had been dipped in honey, so wet did the smooth coating look, so tight and seamless the effect that nothing else could have created such a sensually perfect second skin. But the coating was only honey in colour, for the figure, tall and slim, with delicate blossoming curves, yet nervous in posture was sealed within something even more sensual, it was a body sealed in Latex.
Andy took a deep breath, but only a small amount of air reached his lungs, he shook his head. Eyes moist with tears gazing out at her from behind the honey tint of Latex.
“No Andrew, relax”, His Aunt said placing her hand on his smooth Latex encased stomach “Relax and take a smaller breath, that way the hood will not become so tight about your pretty face”.
Andy obeyed and the ultra fine, breath hood, obeyed too, gifting him more precious life giving air.
Jane too took a breath, calming the flutter of excitement that tingled her mature but still perfect body. She smiled. It would be perfect.
She had laid her feminised nephew out naked in the stables before, coated in some sticky treat for her beloved Stallion and his pretty filly Amber, to lick and nuzzle. Retuning later to find even the deepest most intimate areas of his young body, cleaned and glistening.
However today, was different, Today she watched as the pair nuzzled the beautiful rubber sheathed treat which lay before them, Nuzzled and licked, licked deep and strong, turning the feminised boy this way and that, rolling him back and forth, to reveal his buttocks then stomach in their Latex skin, nuzzled his thighs until they finally, but oh so willingly, parted to allow them access to his deepest warmest areas slowly coating him with their lust, a thin spreading sheen of rich saliva coating and sealing him, But within that thin film of latex his new body, crafted and created to feminine perfection remained safe and clean, yet it was this clean, skin which drove the pair to greater desire, for they knew how sweet it tasted and as they nuzzled and licked they could see the sweat building beneath, running in glistening streams beneath the transparent latex, leading them to lick deeper in a desperate attempt to gain a taste of those nectars, so cruelly denied to them today.
From where she sat Jane watched and in return Andrew watched her back, his eyes never leaving hers as he was loved and consumed by innocent un knowing tongues, his back rising from the warm slick wet hay as the pairs eager tongues caressed and devoured the copper nipples of his fresh as yet untouched breast.
Jane watched and listened for an hour and then another as her nephew flowed on a stream of desire his body heated and consumed by her sleek and beloved pets. However in time, she drew the pair away and gazed down at her nephew, his perfect latexed body slick with lust, whilst beneath that fine veneer she could see his body, pink,slick, wet and preserved, coated in a film of his own hot, scented honey and oil. A sensual treat and indeed sensual dessert which would be peeled and served to her most honoured guests that very night.
However, come the morning, come the first rays of the warming summer sun,Andy would skip from the big house and step across the court yard, his heels high and slim, clicking on the flagstones, until he reached the stable door. He held his breath, steadied his heart beat, then a quite as he could slipped the door bolt back , before momentarily glancing behind, he stepping inside.
Up in her room, invisible to her nephews glance, Jane turned away from the window from which she had observed Andys movements. She paused and smiled,her heart warmed, both by the thought of the pleasures her sweetly blossoming nephew would be receiving and by the vision which now lay before her. The stranger who had come to her door the evening before, soaked by the evenings summer shower, a woman perhaps her age and in need of help.
Janes mind drifted as her eyes flowed over the naked body before her, long limbed, tanned, flawless but for the almost sensually curved scare which sat just above her left buttock. Sleepy now, exhausted by the sensual attentions of her guests, the womans long blonde hair, ponytailed on her arrival, fell across her beautiful face in sensual disarray.
Jane smiled her hands smoothing over her own naked skin, recalling her unexpected visitors oh so sweet, half gasped, half sighed protests as her 6 elegant, beautiful friends had first slowly stripped away her wet cloths, before gently warming her beneath a fragrant shower and finally being taken in hand and led into that very same wide, warm bedroom. Oh the look on her face, her face, still stunning despite her maturity, with eyes wide and lips parted in disbelief ,the revelation of what was to happen to her becoming clear as she was laid naked and clean upon her bed.
They had taken their time, there was no hurry,6 women, elegant and sensual, gently melting onto her like warm honey, spreading their fingers across her trembling body, exploring, caressing, touching, loving. Jane sighed at the memory, her own fingers so light on her own moist flesh. However it was not the sight that made her heart race, but the memory of the sounds. The delicate erotic sounds of glossy, soft ,wet lips kissing and suckling, tasting and teasing, her neck, her nipples, her pussy and thighs. Her toes, her fingers, her stomach and eyes, coating the flesh in glistening wet kisses, until her nameless guest, lost in passion, began to sigh and pant, moan and gasp in an uncontrollable melody of confused and unexpected pleasure.
Jane, her moistened finger to her lips, moved to the bedside, the womans personal belongings, respectfully laid out on the table beside. Her purse, deep red leather, expensive and luxuriant and with in a driving license and a photo.
Sheila Williams. Jane smiled at the name. Such a ordinary name, for one who would, over the coming hours, experience such extraordinary things.