A Cold Night
A Cold Night
Sitting there patiently awaiting his wife's return, Frank wondered how much puffy gear she would return with. Knowing that in the closet there was close to 20 different down suits, vests, and jackets, not to mention the abundance of choice of down pants, moonboots, mittens, and other winter clothing such as scarves, he knew she was spoiled for choice.
Frank's wife, Martha, was a perfect fit for him since they met each other 7 years ago. Frank had, and still has a down clothing fetish, and Martha loves to entice and use it on him. She understands his fetish, and is not discouraged by it, but instead awakened by it. Usually their common scenario would be for Martha to dress Frank in a down suit of her choice, tease him, and then make love with him. However, this night was different. Martha had come home from work and specifically asked Frank if she could decide exactly what to put on him, and have total freedom of what to choose and how much to choose. Frank, being made incredibly horny by this, immediately accepted.
She exited the closet carrying multiple items. First is was Frank's very first down suit, and one that he had grown out of a long time ago. Whilst theoretically still usable, it would be insanely tight and constricting on him. On top of that was his bondage down suit. This was a regular down suit, but with straps all across the arms, chest, and legs. These can be tightened to both add to the constricting feel and to make it more puffy. Martha placed these on the bed beside where Frank was sitting.
"There's still more to come!" she commented.
Going in to get more stuff, she came out this time with a pair of thick moonboots, a pair of down mittens, and a down hood. The down hood was fairly new, and completely encases the head and face, with holes for the eyes and mouth for breathing. It also comes down to the neck, where it finishes at the bottom of the neck with drawstrings to tighten and practically fully seal off your head in a thick layer of down.
Frank was then helped with putting the gear on by Martha. First layer was the old down suit, which was difficult, but not impossible to get on. Squeezed into it, Frank could immediately feel the thick layer of down hug against all parts of his body tightly, especially on his arms and legs. Martha then zipped this up with the zipper on the suit, but left the hood down. Next came the bondage suit, which was put over the first down suit. Again, a tough feat, but this time due to the fact of there already being a down suit on underneath. This one was also zipped up all the way, with Martha ensuring that the hood from the first suit was not left underneath the bondage suit, becoming unusable.
Luckily for Frank, the air conditioning had been turned all the way down, making sure he didn't overheat in the suits. Still though, for him, it was rather uncomfortable and he was beginning to warm up for sure!
Martha then left Frank sitting on the bed whilst she went to go and put on her down vest, as unlike Frank, she was only wearing a regular T-Shirt and shorts. She put on her down vest, and zipped it up most of the way. This also had the added effect of making Frank more horny, as the down vest Martha was wearing was extremely puffy, and tight fitting against her body. He could still see her form with her wearing it on, despite the fact of it being puffier than normal ones you would find in stores. Martha then went to put the moonboots on each of Frank's feet, ensuring that the ends of the suits were snuggly tucked inside the boots before tightening them as much as possible. Following this came the down mittens. It was the same idea as the boots, putting them on Frank and making sure the sleeves of the two down suits were tucked inside the mittens before pulling on the drawstrings on them and tightening them. Frank was now essentially completely encased in puffy, except for his head.
Now came the down hood, but Martha had a surprise in store first. Her and Frank had often talked about the idea of sensory deprivation, exaggerating Frank's sense of touch to its maximum whilst he could not see or hear. This time, Martha was going to put this to the test. She got out a pair of good quality ear plugs, the travel kind designed to help muffle the noise on aircraft. Frank did not try to resist, he wanted this, and his hormones were going insane at that point in time. The earplugs went in, and all sound was mostly muffled. Martha than grabbed a blindfold from their bondage set, and put it over Frank's eyes. Then, finally, the down hood went on. Making sure it did not move the blindfold whilst she positioned it on Frank's head, Martha then went on to fully tighten the drawstrings near the neck of the down hood. Following this, she put the hoods up on the two down suits, fastening the flaps on both of them in front of Frank's head.
Then came the bondage suit's straps. Carefully, strap by strap, Martha went on to tighten each strap as much as possible. All across Frank's arms, legs, and chest straps were tightened as far as they would allow. Completely encased in puffy, Frank's thoughts and hormones spiralled into an insane erotic state. With the ear plugs, down hood, and hoods of the down suits muffling his hearing, Frank had no way of knowing that Martha was currently also putting on another 2 down jackets over her down vest. Zipping them up all the way, she began moving her hands all over Frank's puffy encased body, slowly edging towards his dick, inch by inch. Whilst the layers of puffy made his erection hard to see, Martha knew it was there, and deliberately ran her hand over it, completely ignored it, teasing Frank. This continued for the next 20 minutes, with Frank lying on their bed and Martha constantly teasing him throughout the session, until he could cope no more and exploded in the suits. Martha then stopped, and lay down next to him. Despite the fact that there were 2 layers of down suits over his body, Frank could still sense that the duvet was being pulled over him. Martha then switched the lights off, and left the air con as it was, keeping her 3 layers of down gear on herself.
It was going to be an interesting sleep for them both!
-aj.
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love the storys still waiting for something to rip and feathers fly everywhere tho!!
ReplyDeleteI was at a cake party when I was 16, these two girls were fighting it out about what I have no idea. But one of the girls had been rolling in the mud you're gorgeous silky black nylon jacket. She had her jacket ripped off of her by her opponent, and she told me to pick it up and hold it for. So I did just that and felt it's softness against me for about 5 minutes. It was ripped during the fight, and I was giving it back to her and told her that it was ripped. And she told me just throw it away. So I did in my bedroom.
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