How long had I been waiting for this moment? My first fetish party was just around the corner. For days I could not sleep properly, so nervous I was. The ticket had been hanging on my bulletin board for weeks and from then on I had looked at it a hundred times every day. Finally I was allowed to dive into the dark world of eroticism. Rejoice with me, because it will be a latex story.
All beginning is difficult
About two years ago I noticed that there were some things different with me than with the other boys in my age. I was already into women, that was out of the question very quickly. But I was also interested in power games and had more specific clothing preferences.
I was particularly taken with latex. This fabric looked so incredibly sexy and every color came out much better than on other fabrics. Not to mention the body-hugging fit. Every woman looked ten times more attractive in latex.
Now, however, I was only sixteen at the time and knew no one in whom I could confide.
In my distress I had even called the organizer of a fetish party and asked if I could come despite the young age. Of course, this was not possible, there was no admission for minors. So I waited a long and agonizing two years until I could finally give in to my inclinations.
My first fetish party - welcome home
The big night had come. Even though I was going to abstain from alcohol that night anyway, I still took the S-Bahn to the location. Not that I, nervous as I was, built an accident before. The whole way there I hoped that I could sufficiently comply with the dress code.
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I didn't own any fetish clothing up to this point, but I planned to change that during the evening. Hopefully the security had mercy with me. The entrance went more uncomplicated than expected. I got in line and was waved through. That was it. I had to grin. All the initial nervousness for nothing.
Inside, I walked down a long, dark hallway, passed several dressing rooms, and entered the main hall. Shortly thereafter, a horny woman in ocher yellow latex overtook me and I reflexively gawked at her butt.
The main hall consisted of a large bar, a dance area and an area with tables and chairs. No matter where I looked, there were only warm and smiling faces to be seen. Many of the strangers even took the time to greet me in a friendly manner. I immediately felt at home. I would never have expected such a familiar atmosphere.
Then I saw the latex lady from before again. She was on the dance floor, gyrating her hips at a very graceful pace. What a sight to behold. Finally, I realized that I was already staring at her for some time and decided to do something about my dry mouth. At the bar, I treated myself to a Coke and decided to check out the whole building.
Insight into the world of games
I hadn't even noticed the stairs leading up at first. Now I climbed the stairs eagerly. Strangely enough, there were only couples on the stairs except for me. At the top, a narrow corridor led to several different rooms. Various sounds came from the rooms where the door was already closed.
I heard moaning, sounds of pain and clapping noises. Grinning and somewhat excited, I scurried down the hallway and took a curious look into each room where the door was open.
I saw various playground equipment that I already knew from the Internet. I recognized a love swing, St. Andrew's crosses, and a floor barrier. For other things, I didn't know what it was and just asking someone was too embarrassing. Finally, I descended the stairs again and made my way to the stalls.
The encounter of all my dreams
The stalls held a certain fascination for me, though disillusionment followed on its heels. The S&M furniture and toys on display were great to look at, but far too expensive for someone like me. At a booth that sold clothing and accessories, I stayed longer. I had just found a very appealing pair of latex pants, stroked my hand over the fabric and squinted inconspicuously at the price tag.
"I bet they look good on you."
I could hardly believe my eyes. Standing next to me was the woman I had admired on the dance floor earlier. Of all the many latex women here, she was by far the most beautiful. And she had addressed me. Panicked, I searched for the coolest possible response, but I couldn't think of anything.
"I want to see you in those pants. Right now." She gave me a dreamy smile. "Will you do me the favor?"
Still unable to speak I nodded, pulled out my wallet and bought my first fetish garment.
"You can change over there."
She pointed to a dark corner. "Don't make me wait too long, though."
My heart was pounding up to my throat. I walked in the direction instructed and began to undress. I wonder if she was watching me I didn't dare turn around. The encounter with this latex goddess had given me quite an erection.
I was glad when I had the new pants on. The latex fabric felt extremely horny. I went back to my dream girl, who eyed me in detail.
"I like you." Her gaze went down me. "I see you like me too."
I felt the blush shoot up my face and held a hand in front of my pants.
"It's okay, kiddo. You don't have to say anything. If you keep nodding dutifully, that's quite enough. I'm still looking for a play partner for tonight and I had you in mind. I hope you can handle the fact that I'm going to set the tone."
I swallowed and managed a shaky "yes."
Was this all real or just a dream? The most beautiful woman in this universe was going to play with me? It was unbelievable. The day of my first fetish party should also become the day of my first SM session.
