Recently, A Friend Visited That Had Spent A Night In My Puffy Prison Suit.  He Enjoyed It Enough, That

Recently, a friend visited that had spent a night in my puffy prison suit.  He enjoyed it enough, that he had to buy his own.  On this visit, He was again my prisoner, locked in full coverage thick, slick, smooth puffy gear.  I recently just posted the first photo. 

Now for the rest of the story. [edited for his protection].  He was starting to sweat, I was sure.  and while i enjoyed rolling around with him.  I was hard and wanted to do so much more, but i held back.  I wanted more.

I tried on an odd short suit that he brought along.  I slipped his short suit on, over thick padded shorts i had been wearing all day.  Okay fuck it.  I was wearing a diaper I had already pissed in, earlier.  It had filled up the absorbent material and felt more like a huge form fitting cupjock.  already my hard cock was trapped in a thick layer.  sure it looked fat and weird but felt fun.

I then grabbed the other full suit.  I could not resist putting it on.  He soon zipped me into the suit, sealed in just like he was.  soon we were both wrestling in gear.  struggling, playing,  wishing I could fuck him like a living sex toy.  but with all those layers it was not going to happen.

Eventually I had the upper hand, and while dripping inside with sweat,  sticking and sliding to the smooth taffeta material on the inside.   He was really getting off on my smothering him in the suit. Making him struggle underneath me.  I was getting dizzy from heat and sweat.  So I knew it was time to force him to cum.

I straddled his head, so he couldn’t turn it, or escape.  I sat down with all my padded layers until I knew he was smothered and could not breathe or sneak in breaths.  i unzipped the crotch of his suit, as I sat on him.  I could smell his scent leaking,  just as much as his cock was leaking. I tried to lift his cock with my padded mitt like hands and he just started shooting cum.

Afterwards as I struggled to get out of my suit,  I was sticking to.  nearly trapped inside even with help to escape.  We stripped out and showered up.  an hour later the room still smelled like a wrestling practice gym.  Wish I had a room that smelled like that all the time.  I miss the smell of the school locker room and wrestling gym so much.