Have Her Leave It On

"No no no." You say frantically. Without even thinking, you swat her hand away. "You look better with it on, baby. Keep it."

"Oh but..." She starts. In the entire time you've known her, she's never worn a single article of clothing during sex.

But, before she can finish, you demonstrate how this would work. You reach down, undoing the zipper that covers her pussy. Your fingers push themselves into her. Emma gasps loudly.

"Keep it." You say again, reinforcing it in her mind. The stimulation overcoming her brain ensures that her mental resistance melts. "It's so hot, fucking in latex."

"Mmmm. It is...." Emma moans. Her body squirms in your arms. You lean on to her neck, planting soft teasing kisses along the entire length of it. Her hands dig into the carpet covering the stairs.

"Please John!" She gasps. "Please fuck me!"

Her pussy is soaked and only getting wetter and wetter. With her body so heated by the **** in her system, foreplay is certainly an after thought for her. And certainly you don't need any more prompting. Seeing her perfect body in latex simply does things to you. With one hand still teasing her clit, you undo your own zipper.

She's ready. You're ready. It's time for the next step. You sigh, to remember what you need to say. Then you fuck her.