She replied with a simple smily emoticon but she was much more explicit in her private message. She confessed that my fantasy had indeed caused her to orgasm and she wanted to get to know me better. We really hit it off very well, simply because our fetishes were so similar. Apart from the clothing that was very obvious I adore her body and she likes being adored. Don't get me wrong, I like to get off too, but not until she's fully satisfied.

And then one day she asked me where I lived and suddenly this lovely sexy friendship between two fetish minded people became very real. It turns out we only live less than an hour and a half apart. As a matter of fact I'm often in her city watching my favorite baseball team and occasionally the basketball team that we both have a passion for. I found it hard to believe though to find someone in the Midwest with a fetish for latex, apart from myself. But I'm not from here and neither, as it turned out, is she.

Now if you read this and think "lucky guy" then consider the following. Our friendship has grown and she has shared private pictures with me in addition to her normal posts. I actually sent her a few pictures of myself and although I don't think I look that much she didn't cut me off after that, although she wished I wore some latex myself. So far that has just been a dream, I would have to order that online and I just haven't dared to do so. But even that she was okay with and has suggested a few times she'll help me with it. But now suddenly this all becomes reality and I worry that it may not match with our fantasies. What if things don't work out, I would also lose a friend that I have come to appreciate so much and whose pictures I have been using on an almost daily basis now to help myself.

As worried as I am as easy she's thinking about this all. She's convinced things will be great when we meet. As a matter of fact she said, she wanted to meet me at some point, even if I hadn't lived so close to her. So last weekend we were going to meet, in a park apparently not too far from her apartment. Believe me, I was nervous, but I got myself cleaner in the shower than I probably have ever been, shaved until my face was soft without any possible stubble that could irritate her, in case I would end up under her skirt. I put on my favorite basketball jersey and got in my car. She had explained where I should park and where I would find her.

I was perfect on time, walked in the park following the directions that were locked in my mind. And then suddenly, there she was! She was wearing a very fashionable long coat, but when I appeared she showed me the unbuttoned front and she was wearing my favorite latex dress, the one that I had given my original comments on that started our friendship. We hugged and things were not awkward at all. We walked the park, me on my sneakers and she on high heeled boots, another one of my fetishes. But she walks so easily on them like she never wears anything else, only for me to find out that's pretty much true. High heels are a thing for her as well and she said she can't even walk normal in low shoes anymore. In other words, she's perfect! Funny thing is, that's what she's thinking about me as well. I think she can get any man she wants but she explained that most men run away from her when they learn about her latex fetish. New York maybe, but not here.

We probably walked for two hours, sitting every now and then, although it seemed like minutes, so quickly time went. I learned many more things about her that are not easily discussed in private messages online. And I opened up to her as well. By now I was convinced that no matter what happened we would remain friends. And then she simply asked if I wanted to come and see her room, with a lovely wink on her face. She said my car could stay where it was, we would walk in just a few minutes to her place. And what a place it was, a huge mansion with a beautifully maintained garden, a little park in itself. She laughed at my stunned face, saying she only rents a room in the place and that the owners are out this weekend.

Her room however was probably bigger than my whole apartment with it's own bathroom and multiple walk-in closets, which she clearly needs for all of her clothing and shoes. Once inside her coat comes off in seconds and I get my first real life look at a woman dressed in latex. She poses in front of me, smiling at my stare, clearly enjoying this as much as I do. She grabs my hand putting it on her hips and simply says "feel it". And that's what I did, I felt her all over with both my hands, enjoying the tightness on her skin, the smoothness and the smell. I inhaled her smell deeply and she enjoyed it, sniffing up her own scent with me.

And then she points at the bulge in my pants and she says in the same words as her post at the time that she's horny and what am I going to do about it. And I don't hesitate, I get on my knees and get my head under her skirt. It's slightly flared but much tighter than I thought and it takes a few seconds to orientate. I realize she's not wearing any underwear and the smell of her wet pussy is almost as strong as the latex smell which is by the way better than I ever imagined in any of my fantasies. She's completely hairless which I had wondered about but never dared to ask, and her swollen clit is clearly visible. It takes a bit of effort to get my mouth on her clit and the tight latex is pushing me hard into it, but then I start sucking and I hear her moaning appreciatively. My tongue twirls and my lips cause it to even swell more. Then I put a finger in her wet snatch and another and one more. I go in as deep as I can, trying to rub her clit from the inside as well. Again I can tell she likes it as she bucks into me and her clit swelling to proportions I've never seen in my life. I suck a vacuum around it and I feel it grow in my mouth. Both the taste and the smell are sweet and I lick her eagerly, now trying to see how big I can get this thing. My fingers push and pull on the inside and I can feel her body tensing up. So far my fantasy is fully coming true and once I realize that I guess she realized it too. Her movements are changing, getting more urgent and I feel her hands on the back of my head through the latex, pushing me into her even more. Her clit is now filling my mouth and my fingers are drenched in the fluids leaking from her. And then... She explodes!

She squirts as I've never seen, fluids reaching as far as my elbow, her skirt totally wet on the inside and so is my face, soaked. Somehow the fluids must have worked their way into my mouth even as I can taste the sweetness clearly and I have to swallow it quickly as not to drown. I milk her for more with my fingers and another wave hits me. I swallow as much as I can, still sucking on her fat clit, although it seems to recede to more normal proportions again. And finally things calm down. I lick her pussy clean, drinking more of her while I pull my fingers out. She's clearly still trembling but she has released the pressure on my head and slowly I pull out, my face a huge smile when I finally get from under her skirt. Her smile is just as big and we both realize our shared fantasy is now reality.

That was awesome she pants and I just nod. I get up, quite wobbly myself and she leads me to her bed, telling me to sit down while she pulls my very wet shirt from me. Then she lies me down and get my shoes, socks and pants off and eventually my underwear revealing my still hard on. I'm thinking she's going to give me a blowjob but she starts licking my face sucking all her own juices from my body, clearly enjoying it. Slowly she moves down on my body, by my nipples that feel rock hard, finally arriving at my dick that by now needs a serious release. She takes it in her mouth in a very sensual way, more and more of it until I can feel her lips on my balls. It feels tight and I wonder if I'm actually in her throat. She starts squeezing my balls softly but in a way that makes my needs suddenly very urgent. But then she pulls back a bit and the feeling goes. She does this a few times, I can only call it teasing. And just when I feel like I can't take no more she pulls away and climbs on top of me, lowering her still wet pussy in one swift motion on my rod. I would love to brag that I could keep this up for hours, but reality came real fast. In less than a minute of her riding up and down on my rock hard very teased pole I came. And I came hard like never before, shooting my load deep in her womb, while she clearly came again as I felt the hair on my balls suddenly drenched in her fluids.

Finally she moved off of me and I thought life couldn't get any better than this. But then she said "baby, I have a fantasy as well, I would love you to eat me out". I hope she didn't notice the shock on my face too much, but did she want me to.... Yes, she moved on her back, opening her legs, her skirt pulled up, clearly to give me access. Never in my life had I even considered doing something like that but here I had to make a decision and fast. Funny thing is, my body had made the decision already before my mind did, getting up and moving my face, once more between her legs. Our relationship, much more than a friendship now, had developed real quick in the past couple of minutes and I wasn't going to run any chance of losing it again. So my mouth connected with her pussy this time and my tongue probed in between her tight muscles. The enormous pressure of fluids inside her body got released and a few gulps of the same sweet fluids entered my mouth and I basically drank her, swallowing quickly to keep up. The taste was similar as before but it had a thicker structure and I was well aware of it. Funny thing though, now that I had come this far I actually had to admit the taste was good if not even better than before.

Believe me, much later I wondered if this was some sort of a gay act, but the mixture of our fluids allowed me to dismiss that. As a matter of fact, I drank her until the stream of liquid subsided and after that I licked and sucked so long until I was sure there was nothing left in her. She thoroughly enjoyed it although she didn't come again. But eventually she kissed me hard on the mouth trying to retrieve some of our mixed liquids for herself. I promised her that in the future I will save her more at which we both laughed. I felt tired and wouldn't mind a nap next to her, but I could see there was still something more on her mind. I had to drag it out of her, she was clearly uncomfortable telling me. Or perhaps worried of how I would react. I told her not to worry, after what we had done thus far nothing would shock me. That's when she asked me if I would mind wearing one of her dresses while having sex....

It's funny, but I actually liked the thought. Never really considered wearing a dress but I would love the feel of latex on my own skin, and this would be a way to get it. She smiled relieved when I nodded and got me a classic black dress with quite some flare in the short skirt. I guess if it wasn't for the latex it would not have fit, but now, tight on my body I enjoyed the feel. She joked that things would fit better if I shave some of my body hair, we'll see about that. She was clearly very excited and got my mood going as well. She put me down on my back on the bed and said softly "baby, don't worry, just relax and enjoy the ride, just think you're a pretty girl and your lover is going to make you feel good". After everything I had done so far today I had just one thing on my mind, she needs to be completely satisfied!

She started kissing me on the mouth, her tongue deep in me, then kissing my neck with small sucking kisses and moved her way slowly down. When she reached my nipple she suddenly used full suction force through the latex and in my temporary "girl" mind I gasped at the sensation, my other "breast" needing the same attention. When she doubled her effort on that side I could feel the urgent connection with my crotch, my dick growing rapidly, but just for fun I thought of it as my own fat clit swelling in proportions. She kept sucking back on forth on my nipples while her fingers brushed my clit and then she tickled around my anus in a very exotic way. Things were getting hotter and in my mind I wished she would finish the job. At that moment she poked a finger in my ass and I jolted up from the pleasure it gave me. I suddenly lost my eyesight, I could only think that my eyes had rolled up, but I could care less and just closed my eyes. She was saying sweet words at me, hushing me, and moved another finger in what I now considered my pussy. I started moaning, wishing for her to fill me up more. And then she did... I could feel something being pushed into me, much thicker than her fingers, yet very soft, hard, I don't know anymore. I pushed up into her to get more of that feeling into me and her thrusts became stronger and stronger, in and out, in and out.

Then one more time she connected her mouth on my swollen nipple and I couldn't hold back any longer. I started orgasm but in a way like I never felt before. I started shaking violently, goosebumps all over my body, my tows stretched as the feeling hit my whole body with an enormous power. I felt her squirting her cum into my pussy and that threw my mind in overdrive and with a huge moan, or scream if you like, I blacked out...

I don't know how long I was out, but when I woke up I felt a very satisfying feeling. It was dark in the room and I could feel her hand wrapped around my body, spooning me. I enjoyed the feeling, realizing that sex has never been better in my life and I loved this woman with both my mind and body. And feeling her touch she loves me too. When my senses wake up more I feel that I'm still wearing the dress and I'm absolutely okay with that. Her one fantasy or fetish that she was clearly afraid to share at first turned out to be one of the most amazing experiences in my life and I can't wait to do it over and over again. It doesn't feel gay or lesbian, just the most intimate exchange between two lovers. I feel some unusual weight on my chest and when I move my arm to feel I startle her. My fingers touch my latex dress but it feels like her breast rather than my nipple. She whispers in my ear "baby, hope you're not mad, but when you were out I shaved the hairs from your body and put some false breasts on you. I wanted to see how good of a girl you would make after you clearly experienced sex as a girl". By now nothing surprised me anymore and I smiled in the dark and said "don't worry, you can do anything you like to me as long as you promise that we can have this amazing sex over and over". She giggled and said "you're so perfect, our lives together will be amazing from now on". She said exactly what I thought and I nodded, feeling hair brush my face. "I guess that is a wig as well? What else did you do?"

"I worked on your nails, both hands and feet, but I still have to do makeup, that was not easy with you being passed out". "How long was I gone?"

"Well, it's about 9pm right now, so probably for 6 hours. We need to get ready, I'm taking you to my favorite club and that is girls only. Apart from makeup you need to learn to walk in heels. And I'm not sure about you, but I feel hungry like you wouldn't believe it".

I'm not surprised anymore, if it takes me dressing up as a girl to make my lover happy then I will dress and act as a girl. I know for a fact that she wants my manhood too, so this relationship is going to be very interesting. "One more question honey. When I came I felt you clearly squirt in my pussy, my ehh, you know... What was in me?"

She laughed and said "when I get horny my clit swells up, there must be glands producing the liquids that I squirt out, both from my pussy as from my clit. It's not a dick in the male sense of speaking but I can definitely ride my woman to the orgasm of her lifetime".

I guess I'm her man and woman, and I'm okay with that. Life is going to be a blast from now on!