Latex dress Stories

“May I take your order?” Violet’s voice coming from the speaker box sent shivers through me. I’m not sure what I’d have done if someone else had been taking orders today. Probably cried. Today, of all days, I needed to hear her voice. To see her face, even if it was just for a few moments. I was trembling, my hands clutching the wheel in an effort to keep them from straying between my parted thighs. The image of me on my...

A frosty breeze whipped around outside my window, a stark reminder of why I was heading down to Miami. I settled into my seat, buckled my belt, and shoved my backpack under the chair in front of me. I let out a giant sigh, attempting to release all the tension I felt throughout the morning. With the oncoming snowstorm, I worried my flight would canceled. A gentle touch, helped settled me down. I looked to my left, and was...

I once had an ex give me road head on the LA freeway coming back from Napa in 1982. I’d brag that I didn’t even have to pay for it, but it turns out this girl drank Dom Perignon like it was Perrier, so in no way was that true. Worst blowjob I ever got in my life, too. But it’s one off the bucket list. It also gives me a nice place to go when I’m stuck in a traffic jam on Lakeshore – and there’s always fucking traffic on L...