We wanted a real life glove/leather adventure. Mike and I discussed revealing events from our past but decided that it might not be a good idea. We know a lot of each other's history but maybe it would be better to do something else. So we decided to have one we could tell together. So I am going to tell it from my side, the glove wearer.

  It was set that we would both go riding. Frankly, nothing makes me more randy than riding.

  I selected my outfit with care. I decided on my brown Vogel field boots with spurs, of course. I have to have control you know.

  Next came a black leather thong panty under my tan riding breeches, my favorites because they fit so nice. The leather is for me. Well Mike can enjoy it but I love the feeling of leather against my pussy.

  Because it was unexpectedly warm for New Jersey I wore a T-shirt under a light leather jacket.

  Now, of course, the gloves. A couple of months ago I purchased a pair of tan colored, unlined riding gloves that I hadn't yet worn and this seemed the perfect time, even though I knew that by the end of our adventure they would be well used. The gloves have elastic at the wrists and double leather on the index fingers and between the last and ring finger for holding the reins and smooth palms. The leather is wonderfully soft, just like butter.

  The aroma of new leather is so sensual. I knew that he would like them and riding gloves are so thin I could enjoy the feel of him.

  On the drive over I would pull on my gloves, tighten the fingers and pull them off. New and tight the leather caressed my skin as I fought to pull them on. They fit my hand like soft warm milk chocolate. This had a impact on Mike's road concentration!

  The ride was great. Mike looked so hot in tight breeches and his high black boots, white shirt and gloves. Posting and galloping made me horny and I couldn't wait to get my hands on him. Of course being a warm day I was already perspiring and my gloves showed it. The area between my thumb and index finger was dark with moisture from my body. I know this look gets Mike really turned on. All during the ride I would put a gloved hand to my nose to drink in the rich aroma of the new leather, teasing him with a description of how sexy they smelled and felt.

  Rather than just a roll in the woods we decided to wait until we got back to the barn. We knew that by the time we got back there would be few if any people there and it just seemed to offer more possibilities.

  We found a quite place in the store room area where we knew we wouldn't be disturbed.

  I told him how hot I was for him that my pussy was wet and that my new gloves were marked with sweat stains. I showed him the my gloved hands, turning my hands over and over and pulling the fingers tighter. I sensuously slid my gloved hands over my breasts and down to my crotch.

  Next I rubbed his face. The soft glove leather caressing his skin. The effect was obvious, hard as a rock.

  I told him to watch me as I put my gloved hands on his crotch and felt him through the breeches. The brown leather gloves contrasting against his white breeches and leaving a mark. Next I took him out. God was he ready, begging me to touch his cock with the gloves.

  Through the thin damp leather I could feel the heat of his balls and his cock which was obviously ready. Some oral/hand work just about made him boil over. I slid my gloved hands up and down his cock. He was absolutely lust driven from the leather on his cock.

  By now I was pretty far gone. I really didn't care about the state of my gloves so I opened my breeches and went for myself. Since I was really wet and ready the tan leather was totally darkened from my sweat and now my pussy. This resulted my giving myself an orgasm and wanting more.

  This was totally wicked so I asked Mike to give me my favorite, a good ass fucking. Well I got what I wanted, he got what he wanted and the gloves are retired.