I had a crazy (for me at least) adventure last week. I had to drive about an hour from home on an errand and I was leaving early in the morning around 6am. So I had a crazy idea that I can't believe I actually went through with. Nothing crazy happened but it sure was thrilling.
I woke up after a restless sleep because I knew I had planned this out. I dressed and left my room as I normally do while my wife slept. I then went downstairs, undressed and packed up my clothes for the other side of my trip. Then I slipped into my leather catsuit. I have a custom made leather catsuit that fits like a glove and has a full leather lining. There is really nothing like it. (From leder-deluxe.com which sadly closed)
I grabbed my stuff and peeked outside, it was pretty bright out but deserted. I slipped out and strolled to my car and climbed in. My heart was racing - i was outside, in broad daylight, dressed in full leather. The suit is quite snug so as I sat in the leather seat the whole suit stretched tight around my body.
I just knew I had to stay calm and relax so I started the car and slowly backed out to begin my trip. I took a deep breath and relaxed in my seat, reclined a little and enjoyed the feeling. As I drove I looked down at my legs and just had to touch the leather. The feeling was so smooth and soft I couldn't keep my hands on the wheel.
I kept to the speed limit and just looked at the sights and the other cars, enjoying every second. After about 4 miles I stopped at a traffic light and just looked at the other cars with oblivious drivers. Here I was, among people, in full, skin tight black leather. The riskiness of it all started to get me excited, and that's where the suit get devilish. It's skin tight, so as my erection grows the leather resists wonderfully. No underwear, of course so you feel yourself slide against the soft leather inside the suit.
I find myself shifting a little in my seat, which slides my leather ass against the leather seat - my arousal grows. I try to take a deep breath and my chest presses into the leather body of the suit - my arousal grows. I try to adjust my legs and I feel the leather tighten against my thighs - you get the idea. By the next traffic light I'm gripping the wheel and trying my best to concentrate on the road. The excitement builds no matter what I do and eventually, my resistance fails as I explode in the suit. All while other drivers around me remain oblivious. It was amazing.
Now I find myself trapped. The plan was to change in a quiet place near my destination. Instead I find myself on a busy street, stuck in full leather, with no way out. As I drive along I'm looking for somewhere to change and the sensation of being forced to wear the suit was a whole new kind of excitement.
Well, it wasn't long before I found a closed parking lot with a quiet corner where I could park, get out, change, and get cleaned up. I can't wait to try it again - next time I gotta bring more napkins LOL.
I woke up after a restless sleep because I knew I had planned this out. I dressed and left my room as I normally do while my wife slept. I then went downstairs, undressed and packed up my clothes for the other side of my trip. Then I slipped into my leather catsuit. I have a custom made leather catsuit that fits like a glove and has a full leather lining. There is really nothing like it. (From leder-deluxe.com which sadly closed)
I grabbed my stuff and peeked outside, it was pretty bright out but deserted. I slipped out and strolled to my car and climbed in. My heart was racing - i was outside, in broad daylight, dressed in full leather. The suit is quite snug so as I sat in the leather seat the whole suit stretched tight around my body.
I just knew I had to stay calm and relax so I started the car and slowly backed out to begin my trip. I took a deep breath and relaxed in my seat, reclined a little and enjoyed the feeling. As I drove I looked down at my legs and just had to touch the leather. The feeling was so smooth and soft I couldn't keep my hands on the wheel.
I kept to the speed limit and just looked at the sights and the other cars, enjoying every second. After about 4 miles I stopped at a traffic light and just looked at the other cars with oblivious drivers. Here I was, among people, in full, skin tight black leather. The riskiness of it all started to get me excited, and that's where the suit get devilish. It's skin tight, so as my erection grows the leather resists wonderfully. No underwear, of course so you feel yourself slide against the soft leather inside the suit.
I find myself shifting a little in my seat, which slides my leather ass against the leather seat - my arousal grows. I try to take a deep breath and my chest presses into the leather body of the suit - my arousal grows. I try to adjust my legs and I feel the leather tighten against my thighs - you get the idea. By the next traffic light I'm gripping the wheel and trying my best to concentrate on the road. The excitement builds no matter what I do and eventually, my resistance fails as I explode in the suit. All while other drivers around me remain oblivious. It was amazing.
Now I find myself trapped. The plan was to change in a quiet place near my destination. Instead I find myself on a busy street, stuck in full leather, with no way out. As I drive along I'm looking for somewhere to change and the sensation of being forced to wear the suit was a whole new kind of excitement.
Well, it wasn't long before I found a closed parking lot with a quiet corner where I could park, get out, change, and get cleaned up. I can't wait to try it again - next time I gotta bring more napkins LOL.
eady have it on, do you want to just wear it home under your clothes?" She had laced it fairly tight and in my excited haze and I said, "Sure." 
