LADIES IN LEATHER GLOVES

My Fantasy

Part Two

My wife told me to go to my room, close the door and wait for her to get Jason ready. My room is near the front door so I laid on the floor so I could look and listen through the small crack between the floor and the door. I heard the door open and close and could hear the heels of my wife’s boots on the tile in the foyer. Soon the steps got closer and stopped a short distance from the door. I strained to see and could make out the bottom of my wife’s boots and Jason’s brown shoes. There was no talking so all I could envision was my wife vigorously working his cock with the long black kid leather gloves. Suddenly the boots turned towards my door so I jumped up and took a few steps back. The door slowly opened and my wife peaked around the corner. “Are you ready honey”? I swallowed hard and answered yes. When I stepped out of my room my wife was standing next to Jason who was fully clothed but wearing a black leather mask that covered his eyes and ears but left the remainder of his face exposed. My wife then tugged on the buttons of Jason’s shirt, which obviously signaled him to remove his clothes. I was both excited and a little uncomfortable. After all there was a naked man standing next to my wife who was wearing those beautiful gloves. My wife was standing to Jason’s left. She reached over and ran her right glove under his nose and he immediately deeply inhaled. He was now fully erect and obviously expecting my wife to use her gorgeous gloves on him. Just then she spun him around, turned around herself and wrapped her left glove around his waste. I couldn’t see it but I was sure my wife’s right glove had found its mark and was eagerly working on him. She looked back over her shoulder at me and smiled the most evil smile I had ever seen. She then said, “I bet you’d like to see what’s going on over here, wouldn’t you?” I stammered a yes and she stopped and turned them both around. Jason’s hard on was bobbing up and down as his hips pumped. He probably didn’t expect my wife to stop working him so abruptly. She looked at me and smiled again. I watched as she extended her kid-covered long fingernails forward and flattened her glove. She then began lightly rubbing the underside of his cock with the tips of her fingers. I stood frozen, almost hypnotized watching as my wife rubbed another mans cock with her shinny black kid leather glove. Jason immediately stopped moving his hips when my wife began to rub him. She then extended her left glove towards me. My heart skipped a beat at the thought of those gloves working on me. To my horror my told me to remove her glove and hang it over her shoulder. I quickly did so. She then picked up my penis and guided me around to the side opposite Jason. She did this without letting go of her now beat red rock hard boyfriend. She then began to tease me with her bare hand. Her long kid glove was now wrapped around Jason’s cock providing gentle even strokes. Suddenly my wife snapped her fingers over the head of my penis. Her long nails digging and scratching me. It hurt but I didn’t move as she went back to teasing. She looked into my eyes, smiled and snapped her fingers again, then went back to teasing. In her most patronizing tone she asked, “What’s the matter honey?” I asked if I could put her glove back on to which she quickly responded, “No, these are my boyfriend cock jacking gloves, I’m not touching you with them.” Her voice was so condescending that it cut into me like a knife and she knew it. She then guided me in front of Jason and said, “do you like the way my 16 button length black kid leather glove looks while I jack my boyfriend?” I responded that I did. Apparently there were new levels of my humiliation that my wife only was beginning to explore. Both my wife and I were now sure that the more I was humiliated the more excited I became. That wicked smile told me she was about to exploit this facet of my fetish to the greatest extent possible. She then ordered me to put her glove back on. I carefully removed the glove from her shoulder and held the opening for her arm. She let go of Jason’s cock only long enough to smooth out and stretch the beautiful glove over her long fingernails. She then picked Jason’s cock up again, worked it a few times and gently pulled him towards the bedroom. I stood frozen as I watched my wife teeter on her heels holding another man’s cock in her long black kid leather gloves. She momentarily stopped, glanced back and told me to follow them.

We all walked into the bedroom and my wife guided Jason to the left side of the bed where he laid down. My wife then told me to go around to the other side and lie on my stomach casually motioning with her glove to lie with my head near Jason’s hips. She said, “I want you to get a closer look at your wife glove jacking her boyfriend”. At that she raised her right glove, flattened her hand again and began to lightly rub the length of his cock with her kid-covered fingers. I should mention that I’m perfectly straight but the site of my wife rubbing another guy’s cock was really driving me crazy. My wife lightly teased Jason. Clearly her skills were well developed. Her glove effortlessly moved from rubbing the underside to the head. I thought I would lose consciousness when she began to use different parts of her glove to work him. She used the back of her hand and ran the length of the glove all the way to the elbow. I thought I’d seen it all when she began using the inside of her wrist. The gloves have a 3- pearl button closure and she gently raked the buttons over his foreskin. Jason responded by violently pumping his hips but my wife seemed to always pull away at the right moment. I was so close I could smell the kid leather. She then asked “does it excite you when I cheat on you like this honey?” I could only nod, as I seemed frozen in place watching my wife lovingly rub another man’s cock with gloves that my penis would never feel. My wife just seemed to be energized by my humiliation and excitement and continued the onslaught on my fetish.

After about five minutes she told me to come around to the other side of the bed. She said. “I want to cheat on you a different way now. Help me up on the bed”. She held out her glove, which I quickly grabbed. It was obvious that the only way I would touch her gloves would be to assist her in some way. As she straddled Jason she said, “why don’t you move behind me and watch”. I did so and watched my wife reach instinctively underneath her, pick up her boyfriend’s cock and mount it. She moaned as it penetrated her deeply. Jason stayed perfectly still while my wife raised and lowered her hips. Each time she did this it seemed to be a little faster and a little harder. After a very short while she began to orgasm as she clearly squirted and moaned deeply again. A short time later she held out her glove again and said “help me off honey”. I took her glove and helped lift her off her impalement. She rolled on her back to Jason’s left and held out both her gloves towards the end of the bed. I took her gloves and she inched closer to the end of the bed and pulled herself up to the sitting position. I noticed that her right stocking had begun to fall. I asked, “May I assist you with your stocking?” She excitedly replied “Honey, that’s just the way I want you to act, that’s such a turn on.” After adjusting her stocking she then told me to remove her left glove. When I did she said, “Let me give you a little attention for that, kneel on the bed”. I folded the glove in half, neatly placed it next to my wife, stepped up, kneeled on the bed and thrust my hips forward. Her long nails extended forward and she placed her fore finger and thumb on my foreskin and began to twist. My wife knows I love this and she stroked me intermittently as she grinded away. She abruptly dropped me, looked over at Jason, and nonchalantly waved her long nails at me in a rhythmic fashion indicating to me to replace her glove. I quickly picked up the folded glove and held it out as she ran her hand and arm into it without even looking. I then asked, “May I tighten your gloves?” She smiled and said, “Oh that’s great”. She held out her arms and I lightly tugged the end of each glove. She then briefly took over and tightened each glove at the wrist and laid back with her knees up. She reached over and lightly scratched Jason’s side, which obviously was the signal for him to mount her. He rolled over onto my wife and quickly mounted her as he had obviously did many times before. My wife moaned and bucked her hips as he plunged in and out of her. Her long kid gloves wrapped around Jason’s back as she scratched at him instructing him to pump harder and faster. I then noticed my wife raise her boots higher to allow deeper penetration. Somehow I was able to say. “May I hold your boots up for you?” She moaned “Oh yes!” I quickly maneuvered behind them, grabbed her ankles and lifted her boots as high in the air as they would go. Jason pumped even harder at his newfound angle of penetration. My wife came to multiple orgasms. I held her boots and stared at her beautiful gloves for a full 10 minutes while Jason pounded my wife with an incredible fury. When he finally slowed down my wife rolled him off as I let go of her boots. Jason laid next to my wife with his beat red erection as my wife took deep breaths calming down after her powerful orgasms. She then panted, “Oh honey, that was great!” She looked exhausted as her left glove rested on her forehead. When she finally caught her breath she asked for a towel, which I provided. She whipped herself and then handed the towel to Jason who began to dry himself off. As he did that my wife motioned to be helped up which I did. She momentarily teetered on her heels while I held her gloved hand. She kissed me deeply and said “honey, that was fantastic, as a reward I’m going to let you pick how Jason gets to be brought off”. My humiliation and excitement were quite evident. “Well? How should I do him?” I thought for a moment and asked if I could watch lying on the bed as when we first came in the room. She inquired as to why I chose that way. I was clearly embarrassed which made my wife giggle. This only added to my humiliation. She then said, “Come on tell me, it’ll make it better for all of us if I know”. I then confessed that I loved the way her glove looked as she towered over him. I was very excited at he way the glove looked with her wrist bent and her hand flat as she lightly rubbed him. She then laughed out load adding, “That’s just the way Jason likes to be finished too. It’s amazing how glove fetishists like the same thing!”

She then grabbed Jason’s arm and pulled him over to the side of the bed. Just before she began to start to stroke him she stopped and said, “Wait a minute this might be fun!” She left the room momentarily. When she retuned she was holding the “honey-do” gloves. That evil smile returned to her face and to my horror she pulled one of the gloves over Jason’s cock. The glove stopped as his head hit the finger holes. She gently began moving the glove up and down his shaft. I was traumatized. Was she going to let him come in “my glove”? Being so close I could hear and almost feel the silk lining sliding over his cock as she pumped his shaft. The look on my face must have told my wife she was going to far. She stopped and removed the glove from his shaft and said, “I’m sorry honey, that was to much, I’ll back off a little.” I must have looked relieved as my wife casually tossed the “honey-do” gloves aside and without any more interruptions went to work on Jason. By now he was furiously pumping his hips due to the interruption in participation. My wife firmly placed her glove on his hip and pushed down. This must have signaled Jason that he was finally going to get the attention he so badly wanted. My wife’s right glove began to rub Jason’s cock. My wife casually commented, “He’s ready to go already, I’ll try to hold him off as long as I can for you honey”. I watched transfixed as my wife would expertly stroke him several times and quickly and instinctively remove her glove so as not to let him come. Soon my wife could only manage a few strokes before having to pull away. My wife then said, “I’m sorry honey, he needs to be finished right now”. Things were now moving in slow motion. I watched my beautiful kid gloved wife reached up with her left glove and stroke Jason’s cheek. This obviously let him know he was about to be brought off. I watched as the shiny black glove began to rub, slowly for the first few strokes, but then increasing in speed. The first stream of come flew from his beat red cock. It was thick and hit his chest and stomach with a resounding splat. As my wife’s glove continued to stroke, a second jet just as thick and heavy as the first, spewed out. I must have been visibly amazed because my wife commented, “He’s such a heavy comer, I seem to drip for hours when he comes in me”. At that comment I had to role on to my side to prevent myself from coming. Seeing this my wife laughed out load and said, “oh honey did you almost come too”? When I told her that I did she said she would definitely make it worth my while if I could wait. All the while my wife’s glove never left Jason’s cock. My wife lightly pressed on him while his cock continued to contract as it deflated. He must have squirted two or three more times as the amount of come on his stomach seemed to have doubled while I was preoccupied. Once she was sure he was done she gave him the towel and he began to wipe off.

My wife then told me to remove her gloves. She became very monotone again and said, “OK honey it’s your turn now, but here’s the twist, you wear the mask next. Go to your room and wait”.

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