Mom's New Outfit

"Take off the thong," I boldly instructed Julia.

Julia reached her finger into the side of the latex thong and began to pull it down her long legs. Despite bending forward, Julia made sure never to lose my gaze. Her piercing eyes looked straight at me as she revealed her vulva to me. Her labia bloomed from her arousal and her pussy shined from her juices.

Julia sat on the floor and spread her legs wide with her knees bent. Julia massaged her latex-covered thighs as if to tease herself before bringing her fingers to her drenched pussy. I watched as my daughter ran her middle finger up her slit lubricating it with her juices before rubbing her clit.

All I wanted at that moment was to touch myself with her, but I knew I had to capture this moment on film. I switched my phone to video and began recording.

Julia's fingers moved with intention as she ferociously rubbed her clit. The scent of my daughter's sex filled my bedroom, as she got closer to having her second orgasm of the night.

"Yes, Mommy!" was all Julia said as she was overcome with orgasmic bliss. Julia's body shook and quivered on my floor. I turned off my phone and walked over to her. I once again scooped her up and held her close to me. We smiled at each other warmly as I wiped the sweat from her glistening brow.

"Let me take those thigh highs off for you," I lovingly said to her. I carefully undressed my daughter, making sure not to rip my new thigh highs. Once undressed, I helped Julia to her feet, and we both laid down on my bed.

"I love you, Mom. I'm glad I came home to visit," Julia said as she pulled the covers over the two of us. We lay there quietly as sleep soon came for us.

When I woke up in the morning, Julia was gone. At first, I panicked, but that panic was soon replaced with joy as I saw Julia come back into the room holding a tray with eggs and coffee.

"I thought I would make you breakfast in bed since you were so good to me last night," Julia said coyly.

I took the tray and told her she should have a seat.

"This is so sweet, baby. I just want to make sure that we are okay. Last night, well, last night got kind of crazy," I nervously said with a sly grin on my face.

"Mom, last night was great. Sure it got a bit wild, but I am glad I felt comfortable enough to do that with you. Besides, I looked at some of the pics on your phone, and wow, did I look hot! I hope it is okay that I airdropped them to my phone. One of these days, I will have to see you in the latex. I wouldn't mind having some pics of you in that outfit," Julia said, licking her lips, before going about her day.

Julia went back to school later that afternoon, and things mostly went back to normal between us. As the months passed, I often looked at the pictures I had taken that night. There wasn't a week that went by where I didn't diddle my clit while looking at my daughter's sultry poses. While, at times, I felt guilty over my lust for my daughter, I couldn't deny that I had the best orgasms of my life thinking about doing dirty things to her.

Spring turned into summer, and Julia moved back home for her break. Having her home was great. Julia often went back to her off-campus apartment during the weekend so that she could party with her friends, but during the week, she kept me company.

"Why don't you come for a run in the morning with me, Mom? I am going to be going at 5 am to beat the heat. You'll have plenty of time to get ready for work," Julia asked me on one of her first days back home.

"I don't know, Jules. The idea of getting up that early sounds horrible!" I pushed back.

While I worked out fairly often and was in good shape, I was in no rush to wake up at 5 am to go running.

Julia suddenly got very serious, looked me straight in the eyes, and put her left hand on my inner thigh. There was sultriness in her eyes and a pout on her lip. My heart skipped a beat, not knowing what was about to happen.

"Please, Mom. I really would love to spend time with you. Here picture this - The two of us running down the street, our hearts pounding as we build up a sweat. I can see it now, the sweat dripping down my brow, sliding ever so slowly down to the cleavage created by my sports bra. My breasts glisten in the morning sun as they heave with every step. Don't you want to get sweaty with me, Mommy? I know I want to see you get all sweaty in your little sports bra and spandex shorts!" Julia said all seductively.

I didn't know what to say. I was frozen. Was Julia being serious, or was she teasing me? Did she know I lusted after her and was using that against me? I couldn't deny that picturing what she was saying was getting me seriously wet. I definitely did want to get sweaty with her, although I had a very different idea about how to go about building up that sweat.

I took a deep breath and said, "Well, when you put it that way, I guess I have no choice, huh?"

"I had a feeling that would work! Be ready to leave at 5 am," Julia confidently said as she sauntered off and went to bed.

I sat there in my kitchen, completely dumbfounded. My daughter had me wrapped around her fingers. As much as I thought I kept my lust for her under wraps, it was clear that she knew the power she had over me. Did she desire me too? Was she joking when she said that she wanted to see my body? My mind was racing with questions, but my body knew what it needed. I soon went to bed and took care of the ache in my pussy.

Running in the morning with Julia soon became a daily routine. Julia pushed me hard in the gym and while running out on the road. My body was starting to see the results, and Julia took every occasion to comment on my hardening body. Julia made it hard to quit, even when I wanted to, by continuously talking suggestively about what she wanted to do to my tightening body.

Julia and I didn't get much time together outside of working out. I worked hard at my job during the day, and Julia was often out with friends in the evenings. One day at work, I got an invite that would change our relationship forever.

I was sitting at my desk at work later that summer. It was scorching outside, and the office's air conditioner was on the fritz. I was drenched with sweat, and all I wanted to do was get home and strip naked into a nice cold shower. As the day went on, I gradually unbuttoned my white blouse to help cool off my body.

I counted down the minutes until I could go home. I found concentrating on my work almost impossible, and my mind began to wander to thoughts of lust. Images of Julia's sweaty body flooded my mind. I couldn't help picturing her in my latex corset with her breast glistening from her sweat.

I was suddenly brought out of my daydream when my phone pinged. Jane was texting me. Jane didn't often text me, but when she did, it usually led to trouble. I excitedly read her message.

"Check your email. I sent you an invite to a party that my store is co-hosting with The Hidden Button. I want you to come. Maybe we can beat our record from the last time we were there," she wrote.

The Hidden Button was an upscale lesbian club I had been to a few times. The club was wild. It was a beautiful lounge that played great music. While it presented itself as very classy, the energy in the room was always very erotic. The women who came to the club were always gorgeous and were dressed to get fucked. It was a hard club to get into, but Jane introduced me to the owner a few years back, so I could get in with no problem.

While The Hidden Button wasn't a sex club, if you knew the right people, you were able to access a private room in the back where sex in public was the norm. I had my share of escapades there myself, several times with Jane. The idea of Jane hosting a party there got my pussy running. Jane had an exhibitionist side to her that always got me going. The last time we were there, Jane and I fucked several sorority girls together. It was a wild night, one I will never forget.

I quickly checked my email. After rummaging through a lot of spam, I finally found Jane's email. I opened the e-vite and read it:

"Release Your Inner Slut"

Come to The Hidden Button and let loose.

Jane's Boutique will be hosting a party to let your inner slut out. Wear your sexiest outfit, and remember there are no limits to what you can (or cannot) wear!

I quickly texted Jane back, "I'll be there. I may wear one of those latex numbers you sold me! That should invite a good time!"

"I was hoping you would," Jane immediately texted me back along with a kissy face emoji.

The day of the party couldn't come faster. I woke up the morning of the party with a ton of energy. I wanted to feel my most confident, so I went on a long run and to the gym to work out. I hoped all the work I've been putting in the last few months showed, especially since the latex wouldn't leave much to the imagination.

I felt like a giddy college girl when the sun began to set. It was time to get ready. My body had been in a constant state of arousal from the moment I woke up, and I couldn't wait to have someone help me cum tonight. I got into the shower and felt the hot water splash my body. The water cascaded down my chest sending shivers to my already wet pussy. I shaved off all my body hair, making sure my pussy was silky smooth. Running my hands over my mound to ensure I didn't miss any spots, I noticed how wet I truly was. My middle finger slid up and down my smooth folds causing me to moan. I slipped two fingers inside my wanton cunt and teased myself. I wanted to cum so badly, but I knew it would be worth waiting until later.

I got out of the shower, wrapped my towel around my body, and sat at my vanity. I took my time applying my makeup and doing my hair. I wanted to look killer tonight. I slicked back my hair and put it up in a high pony. I decided to go for a slutty look, so I applied a darker shade of makeup than I usually did. I gave myself a dark red lip and used vivid purple eyeliner to bring out my deep brown eyes. I wanted every woman at the club to look at me and instantly want my lips on their body.

I dropped my towel on the bathroom floor and strolled naked into my bedroom. I caught a glimpse of myself in my full-length mirror and couldn't help but admire the effect my workouts with Julia had on my body. My chest, still dewy from the shower, gave me a youthful glow. For a forty-five-year-old woman, I still had it. My legs were toned, and my tummy was as tight as ever. Sure my tits had a bit of sag, but they were full and super sensitive to the touch, which most of my lovers loved.

It was time to get dressed. I reached into the back of my closet and pulled out my box of latex outfits. Over the past few months, my latex wardrobe had grown. As I rummaged through an assortment of clothes, the corset, thigh highs, and thong my daughter wore in those pictures called out to me. There was something about going out on a night on the prowl in the outfit my daughter came in that gave me goosebumps.

I fastened the corset one clasp at a time. The feeling of latex on my skin was phenomenal. It was a bit cold to the touch, but I knew it would warm with my body over time. By the time I reached the final clasp, my breasts were practically falling out of the top of the corset. I had a feeling it would make looking me in the eyes tonight very difficult, and I loved the idea that everyone would be staring at my chest.

I glided the latex thong over my legs and pulled it tight to my crotch, making sure it laid flatly in my ass crack. I reached for the lube I kept on my nightstand and liberally applied it to my legs. I gently pulled the latex thigh highs over my calves and thighs with great care. The sound of the latex filled my ears as I deliberately and methodically pulled up the thigh highs. Minutes later, my legs were entombed in latex. I put some more lube into my hands and began rubbing it all over my latex-covered legs, crotch, and body. The smooth latex felt wonderful underhand as I made sure to shine every inch of my outfit. I finished the outfit with a pair of black patent leather pumps accentuating my legs and making them look like they went on forever.

I grabbed my car keys and quickly looked in the mirror before leaving. I'd never left the house looking this slutty, and I loved knowing I would turn heads if my neighbors saw me walking to my car. The thrill of it excited me and put an extra pep in my step as I walked out the door.

Jane greeted me at the entrance when I made it to the club. There she was at the door in a see-through sheer bikini top that barely covered her nipples, a plastic mini skirt that went halfway up her ass, a sheer g-string, and thigh-high boots. Jane looked like something out of a porn flick, yet somehow she made it look classy. I was gobsmacked by what she was wearing. I gave her a quick hug and couldn't help but grab her ass as I did.

"You naughty girl," Jane chided me. "Go inside; I will meet you there later. Hopefully, we can have some fun in the back lounge before the night's over," she continued.

I waved goodbye and made my way into the club. The music shook the room. It made it hard not to move to the beat of the music as I danced my way over to the bar. I soon felt a hand on my back. I turned my head to see who it was and was greeted by a beautiful redhead in her late 20s, wearing a tight white tube top over her small chest and a tiny, barely there mini skirt.

"Would you mind if I buy you a drink?" she asked.

"I would love it," I screamed over the music.

After getting our drinks, we moved to the dance floor, where she introduced me to her group of friends. They were all gorgeous and barely had on any clothes.

"This night is going to be interesting," I whispered to myself as I felt the redhead and her friends surround me.

These women were not shy about what they wanted. Hands roamed my body as the four of us moved to the music. They saw me as a conquest, and I was all for it. They each took their turns kissing me and feeling me up. I loved that these younger women wanted me so badly, and I gave in to their lustful ambitions.

I danced with the three of them for a while before deciding it was time to move on. I stuck my hand up the red head's mini skirt and cupped her pussy.

"If I see you again, I will have to get a taste of this," I whispered in her ear before walking away.

I decided to see if I could find Jane. I had a sneaking suspicion that she would be in the back lounge, so I made my way over there. My instincts were right. As I walked into the back room, I saw Jane lying on the round couch in the middle of the room, being fucked with a strap-on by a tanned brunette with a skintight, white mini dress hiked up around her waist. Jane was getting railed while a purple-haired woman was sitting on her face. It was clear that Jane was enjoying herself. I watched her as she fucked with abandon. I was happy knowing that Jane got what she wanted from this night.

I walked over to her without saying a word and began massaging her tits. Her hand reached out and found its way to my latex-covered pussy. She began to rub my pussy in earnest as she continued to get fucked. I moaned in appreciation.

"I'm glad you found me, Sharon," Julia said as she pulled her head away from the purple-haired woman's pussy for a second.

I moved my lips to Jane's nipples as I said, "me too."

I licked and nibbled Jane's nipples as she continued to get fucked and eat pussy. Jane's tits always tasted and smelled like strawberries. It was intoxicating. Soon Jane's body couldn't take anymore, and she screamed with pleasure into the purple-haired woman's pussy.

Jane sat up and pulled me in for a kiss. Her face was covered in another woman's pussy juices, and I loved it. I put my hands on the side of her face and licked Jane's face clean. She loved my aggressive move and pulled me back in for a kiss. Our tongues swirled in each other's mouths as the two women she had just been fucking watched and played with themselves.

"Well, this is shaping up to be quite the night," Jane laughed.

Jane and I continued to laugh, dance, drink, and make out over the next hour as we watched women come in and out of the back lounge to fuck. The scene was something out of a sex dream, but despite that, I eventually decided to return to the dance floor.

The night was getting late, and I still hadn't found the person I wanted to go home with. I questioned if I should stop looking for the perfect conquest and just find some hottie who would do for the night. It was at that moment that I spotted her dancing across the club. The way her body moved in the tight latex catsuit caught my attention. She was young, and I wondered if she would find little old me attractive, but I found the opportunity of seducing a younger woman in latex undeniable. Despite her body being entombed in tight latex, the blonde moved with the grace of a swan. I desperately wanted to see how her body would move under mine. Like a shark that smelled chum in the water, I beelined to this blonde bombshell.

I put my hands on her hips and started to move my body with hers. I was a little surprised to see how much she welcomed my touch. This young woman was feisty and looking to play. I felt her gyrate her ass into me as she seductively wrapped an arm around my neck. While I had yet to see this woman's face, feeling her body on mine made me want her more than any other woman in the club. Her latex-covered body rubbed against mine, and the feeling was electric. Our legs interlocked as she ground her thigh into my latex-covered pussy, giving me a camel toe. The latex rubbing against my clit sent me into a fury. I gradually moved my hands up her body, feeling the smooth latex underneath. I could feel how tight her body was under her clothes. This was unquestionably a woman who worked out a lot. I finally reached her breast and slowly started massaging them through her clothes. Her breasts were perfect handfuls. I could feel her moaning as I began teasing and twisting her nipples. I could tell this young lady was game, and I needed her now.

"I would love to see you move your hips like that in my bed," I whispered seductively in her ear as I spun her around.

"Mom," I heard Julia say, shocked to find out it was me who was groping her.

"Oh my god. I am so sorry, Julia. I didn't know," I said, trying to get a grip on the situation.

Moments felt like hours as the two of us stood on the dance floor staring at each other. I watched Julia's face for any clue as to what she was feeling. All I wanted was some idea about what was going on in her head. I needed to know that we were okay.

As I stared at my daughter, I couldn't deny how turned on I was. Julia stood there before me as if she was my dream girl come to life. Julia looked breathtaking. Her brow glistened with sweat, and several strands of her bleach blonde hair stuck to her face. Her lips were painted red and looked more inviting than any I had ever seen. I stared into her blue eyes and was mesmerized by their depth. I knew that I should be disgusted by what just happened, but the reality was I wanted Julia more than I had ever wanted any other lover I had ever had.

I tried to speak, but Julia placed a finger over my lips. Gone was any sense of shock or horror on her face. All I saw now was hunger and desire.

Julia put her hands on my hips and pulled me back into her embrace. I watched Julia's face move closer to mine as if she were moving in slow motion. I had fantasized about this moment, but now that my dream was about to become a reality, I was frozen with panic.

Feeling her lips on mine for the first time released me from my shock, and I returned her kiss with gusto. This was no romantic kiss. Months of passion were suddenly unleashed as Julia's soft lips nibbled at mine. Her tongue slowly traced my lips, teasing me. I took it as a sign and gently parted her lips with my tongue. Our tongues glided over each other as we both let out a moan.