The letter said only one thing: arrive wrapped head to toe in nylon, ready for an experience I would never forget.
Nothing could have prepared me for the reality of it. The slick stretch of nylon pressed me close to her, trapping every breath, every movement, every shiver between our bodies. It was not just clothing, it was a second skin, tightening and sliding as she took control, reminding me with every motion exactly who I belonged to.
She dominated me effortlessly, reveling in the way the nylon whispered and rubbed between us, how it amplified every thrust, every collision, every helpless reaction I could not hide. The sensation built and built, nylon against bare skin and face, overwhelming, inescapable, deliciously cruel.
If I could have made that moment last forever, I would have. I was not ready to be undone so completely, turned on beyond reason by the pressure, the confinement, the way the nylon sealed my surrender and left me craving more.
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