My Latex Neighbour

I discovered masturbation around age 11 or 12. My grandfather had some Playboys hidden away in his workshop. I would sneak in to have a better look on weekends when we visited. This new found interest in my cock lead to searching the internet for more porn, which isn’t a difficult find. I eventually got bored of regular sex scenes so I started to look into the other, kinkier, categories: BDSM, Foot Fetish, Pregnant, Tranny, etc. The BDSM videos peaked my interest as they were varied and often included this clothing made of shiny latex material I had never seen before. After a little more searching, I had found my new fetish. I jacked off to every video and picture I could find. I devoured these fantasies like a ravenous black hole. My favourites were the highly polished black latex and any kind of feature obscuring hood and mask. I watched the outfits being unzipped with lust, revealing the flesh underneath, tits spilling out, pink pussies slowly being revealed.

I looked into purchasing any latex outfit I could but anything beyond a pair of brief’s or two was out of my price range. They felt so good against my skin that I had to stop wearing them to school. I couldn’t concentrate with a pant full of wood. I aways wondered what everyone else at my highschool was hiding under their clothes. Did anyone walk around with a buttplug in their ass or crotchless panties on? This is around when I met someone who shared my shiny fetish.

I met my neighbour Troy when he and his mother moved in next to us. I was around 16 at the time and we became fast friends. We both shared an interest in comics, video games, and had similar theories as to what was going on on Lost. Troy was black, around 6 feet tall, and typical build for a sporty teen. He was an attractive guy so the girls at school had more interest in him than they did in me. I was around 5’ 7” and a bit gangly. Limbs too long, feet too big; all elbows and knees. It’s safe to say that Troy got a lot more pussy than I did. I was okay with it as I didn’t know any girls that would have much interest in sucking my cock through a shining black latex sheath.

Spending time at Troy’s house I learned that his mother was a pretty cool lady. Her name was Alice and she was about as tall as Troy, built like a volleyball player. Her arms were a bit muscular, legs up to her neck, and judging from my long hours staring at tits on the internet, I’d say she was around a 34B. Her skin was much darker than Troy’s giving her a bit of an exotic look, and her hair being buzzed quite short made her look young. She couldn’t have been much older than 38 or 39. I don’t think she was quite 40 yet.

She didn’t care if we played video games for an entire weekend, burning an image of Mario into our retinas. I think being a single mother she was just happy to have the free time.Troy’s father lived about an hour away and he’d only see him one or two weekends a month so she pretty much raised him alone.

One weekend at his place and I came across something that made my heart stop. It was mid afternoon and I was heading to the upstairs bathroom. The hall wound past the office and his bedrooms before hitting the bathroom. I’m a bit of a nosey guy so I made a quick stop in his mom’s room and began poking around. She was always very tidy so it was no surprise that the room was in ship shape. Not much of any interest on the dresser; lipstick, glasses, a copy of a Stephen King book. The usual mom fare. I noticed that the closet door was open so I stuck my head in. Still not much. She had a few slinky dresses that I briefly imagined wrapping around that tight body of hers and started to get a little half chub. Pushing the thought aside I continued on to the bathroom and did my business.

Washing my hands I opened the door to find their cat, Greg, sitting outside waiting for me. He was a small grey cat with a smooshed in face. Pretty cute and friendly. I bent down to pet him and he trotted off into Troy’s mom’s room. I followed and found him sitting in the open closet. I scratched his head and saw that he was sitting on a dark wooden box with a latch that I hadn’t noticed before. Picking Greg up I flipped the latch on the box and opened the lid.

If this had been a movie, right here is where the angels would have sung and light would emit from the box in a radiant discovery. Instead, my pulse quickened and I dropped the cat. I quickly looked over my shoulder to make sure Troy wasn’t standing behind me with an accusing gaze or his mom hadn’t come home early and was about to smack the taste out my mouth. I truly couldn’t believe that I was staring into Troy’s mom’s sex toy box.

Inside the box, a blue vibrator and a bottle of lube lay atop something made of shiny black latex. I couldn’t believe that I was staring at that beautiful black latex and it wasn’t one of the cheap pairs of briefs I bought online. This belonged to a woman. A hot woman. I was instantly hard.
My fingers trembled as I picked up the toy and lube, placing it beside the box, and gently took out this shiny object. Turning it over saw that there were holes on the front. The large holes were surrounded by a red latex to make the shape of eyes and lips. This was a hood. The kind that I had imagined sliding my cock into the mouth of time and time again. With my jaw on the floor I somehow noticed there was still more in the box. Setting the hood aside I saw there were more latex panties, a bra, a red ball gag, another vibrator and some assorted condoms. I started to dig in the box when I heard the front door open and Alice announcing she was home.
Panicking, threw the lube and vibrator back in the box. I just couldn’t pass up the opportunity to play with that hood, so I made a quick decision and shoved it down my pants, closing the box.
Downstairs and said hi to Alice and told Troy that I should head home for dinner.

That night I laid my briefs and this new hood on the bed, standing naked at full mast, gazing in awe at my luck.