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My Rubber Glove Story

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Ever since I can remember, I’ve been fascinated by the feel of unlined soft rubber gloves. My family had a small corner store in a fishing town. We sold the gloves they used to handle fish in the nearby cannery. I would take a pair when no one was looking, and bring them to the bathroom. Somehow, I found that turning them inside out would expose the soft, slick side and my little dick liked the feeling very much.

After my “self-love’ sessions, I’d carefully reverse them back to how I found them. Listening to make sure I was alone, I discreetly returned them to the shelf.

This went on though my teens, always careful not to get caught. Somehow I knew I had to keep it secret.

Girlfriends and boyfriends came and went without me ever revealing my deep desire to stroke and be stroked with rubber gloves.

Until…

I had grown and married. I did try sharing my affection for latex with my wife. She kind of went along with it a few times, but was definitely not interested. Her disinterest just further stuffed away my fantasy that I would ever be with someone who would embrace my fetish.

Hopelessness had set in. One day I talked about how lack luster my sex life had grown to a close friend. he simply said, “Why not go to a prostitute?”

I had never entertained an idea like this. Isn’t that cheating? Isn’t it dangerous? How do you even find such a person? I became somewhat obsessed by the idea. I found a strip club in a large city a couple of hours away. It was very classy looking and I hoped it wasn’t just a seedy dive.

I took an opportunity to drive there. I was so nervous, I could barely speak. After paying to get in, there were any number of different “experiences” to be had. A theatre running generic porn, a sitting area with velvet couches, a strip stage, and other cubbies were laid out in the club.

I stood watching the strip show. A well built blonde girl came up to me. Sexy heels, G-string and lacy bra was all she had on. “Hi, I’m Peaches. Want a date?”

My heart was pounding so hard, I could barely get anything out. “That would be great…” I croaked.

She took me by the hand and led me to a small room. Peaches invited me in and closed the curtain. We sat on a couch/bed arrangement. Well I sat on it - she sat on me. Her skin was so smooth, she smelled of strawberries. “Take your pants off,” she said smoothly.

This is where I knew I was crossing a deep line. The bump of the music, this ultra sexy woman, and the intoxication of the whole thing took me over. I dropped them.

She reached to a box of disposable latex gloves and slipped on a pair. There were little packets of lube there also. She squirted one in her hand and gently pushed me back with the other. Peaches had real skills in the handjob department and went to work on my throbbing member immediately. God, the feel of her body was electrifying.

Pulling my shirt up and aiming my dick up my belly, she expertly tugged up an down. I realized that no one had ever really given me as delicious a hand job in my life. Soft lucious breasts, long creamy legs, the sounds, the smells…I exploded.
She handed me a tissue, threw away the gloves, gave me a smile and said, “Hope to see you soon.”

What a mind blowing experience.

A couple months passed and I fantasized about my time with Peaches plenty. I screwed up my courage and bought a small size pair of the kind of rubber gloves that I had been stroking with for years. I planned to go to the city and see if Peaches or another girl would wear them instead of the awful disposable ones there at the club.

Again, my stomach rose to my throat as I walked in the front door and paid the admission. This time I was a bit more sure of myself as I made my way through the dimness. There was a roster on the wall showing which “dancers” were there that day. Peaches was not on the list.

“Looking for someone in particular?” a sultry voice came from behind me.

I turned to see this tall (the heels helped), dirty dishwater blonde goddess. I literally could not speak.

“Let’s go somewhere we can get to know one another, my name is Shane.” She grabbed my hand and led me to a velvety couch. She gently pushed me down and promptly sat in my lap!

“There, that’s better.” Shane’s monumental tits directly in my face.

A calm came over me, “My god, you’re beautiful!”

We talked about everything and nothing. It was like I’d known her forever. After a while she said, “Let’s find someplace private.”

Even the feel of her hand in mine as she led the way, was intoxicating. Walking with the long legged, blonde Venus, I felt my stomach in my throat thinking about the rubber gloves in my pocket. How would she react? Would I make a fool of myself to reveal my secret?

We reached one of the little rooms that Peaches and I visited before. She pulled the curtain closed, turned and smiled, “You can hang your clothes on these hooks.”

It was so matter-of-fact, I just stripped down. Shane undid her lavender lace bra and hung it on a hook.

“That’s better.” softly pulling me with her to the bed.

I know I sound like every other “John” in the world but…I simply fell for her in that moment. We talked for a while and explored each other’s bodies with what felt like a practiced ease. Like this was far from our first time.

She reached over for the blue disposable gloves and I screwed up my courage, “I brought some I like better.”

Instead of any kind of disapproval, she lit up when she turned to me and saw my unlined Ansel rubber gloves. “Ooo…those look great.” Without hesitation, she sipped them on. Holy shit, I was so turned on, I could barely breathe. This ultra gorgeous woman in heels and a thong reached over and began stroking me all over.

I held and kissed her magnificent breasts. She smelled of exotic vanilla. When the scent of her body mixed with the seductive whiff of rubber hit me my eyes nearly rolled back in my head. Shane leaned me back further and brushed my now rigid cock with her rubber fingers.

All at once, it just felt so right, so dreamlike and so taboo that I fell into that moment as if this was the closest I’d ever felt to love. Suffice it to say, here was a one-of-a-kind experience that I never wanted to end.

She pressed closer to me and squeezed harder as she expertly jerked me with gloves I’d only dreamed someone so stunning would ever wear, Shane was bringing me closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy. We locked eyes. It was so gentle and also so intense. I reached up and laid a hand softly on her cheek and shuddered in waves of orgasm, coming all up my belly and chest.

My hand fell from her cheek to her waist and I pulled her even closer, “Oh, honey. Thank you so much.”

I started to move as if to end our time together. She reached to put a rubber hand to my face, “Let’s just be here for a little while.”

A tear formed and slowly made its way down my face. She wiped it as it fell. We just held each other for an infinite moment.

“Honestly, I can’t tell you how much this means to me,” I said tenderly.

“I hope we can see each other again.”

After that first intimacy with Shane, I returned many times. Each time diving into a deeper and more extraordinary connection.

In my mind I can hear her, at each “date”, “Did you bring the gloves?”

Of course, I always did.
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Great story!
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Thanks. I’ve really been liking writing lately l
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Rbrsara wrote: Mon Nov 28, 2022 10:53 pm Thanks. I’ve really been liking writing lately l
Cool stuff.
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Love this story. Could you please post a picture of the rubber gloves your brought to her each time? That would be so hot to see
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Wait. This is a fictional story, isn't it? :hmm: Otherwise it's in the wrong subforum.
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Just a very active imagination. That would also explain why I'm not posting any photos.
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All I meant was to post a picture of what the rubber gloves from the story would look like…
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Sorry, didn't understand at first. I also haven't learned how to upload photos yet on the WWGFA. The photo I found is too large and the system will not take it. I can't seem to figure out how to get an iPad to make the image smaller. Sorry.
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Try uploading the photo through here then post the link here

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