Who knew that a little bit of sleek latex could be so incredibly arousing?

As many of you know, I’m a graduate sex therapy student. Of course, that means investigating and discovering rare, strange fetishes. That’s when I first found about the erotic latex fetish. A few years ago, I did an internship at a local sex research lab. During my time there, I studied a variety of sexual fetishes.

It won’t surprise you to hear that since I’m utterly fascinated with all things sexual, I had a total blast there (so to speak ūüėā)! Despite the clinical setting, this horny young college girl found it quite the “stimulating” place to work!

First of all, people in varying forms of undress filled the lab. Second, there was S-E-X all around me! Seriously, it was everywhere. Talk about sexy, organized chaos. Everywhere I looked, some sort of sexual activity was going on. It was “all in the name of science,” if you can believe that!

Although it was clearly a professional operation, I found I was constantly super aroused. The scents, sights, and sounds were inescapable. I’d seen subjects who clearly exhibited evidence of an erotic latex fetish, which I found deliciously kinky. In fact, I often found myself ducking into the staff bathroom for quick relief! Most of the time, it was my job to simply observe subjects’ sexual behavior and to record the results.

However, sometimes the “sexperiments” required my active participation.

That’s what happened on your very first day at the sex lab. Reviewing the sex questionnaire you’d completed, I could see evidence of multiple fetishes. In particular, your scores indicated a love of latex and a secret foot fetish!¬†“Mmm,” I thought to myself. “This guy will be quite interesting to ‘study!'”

Greeting you with a professional smile, I handed you a hospital gown. Then, I instructed you to disrobe. “Be sure to leave it open to the front, Sir,” I said, grinning to myself at your nervous, slightly shocked expression as it dawns on you how exposed you’ll be. Carrying my lab tablet, I exited the room to give you some privacy.

When I returned a few minutes later, I found you sitting on the paper-covered exam table with your hands in your lap, looking hesitant. Hiding a smirk, I ignored your gasp of surprise when I eased you onto your back.

Next, I busily secured your wrists and thighs to each side with tight leather straps.

“Is-is it really necessary to restrain me, Ms. Blackwood?” you asked uncertainly.¬†“Of course it is,” I answered, my expression serious. “We need to observe your reactions without any interference.”

Observing you closely, I pulled on a pair of slick, latex gloves. Of course, I made certain to snap them several times as I casually adjusted the fit. Unsurprisingly, your reaction was pretty much instantaneous. Indeed, one look at the supple rubber stretched to encase my fingers and you were already on the edge! First, I lightly stroked a latex-covered fingertip along the underside of your now-raging erection. I was amused to note that you held your breath. Obviously, you were trying not to make a sound.

Meanwhile, while making sure you could see exactly what I was doing, I squirted a generous amount of lubricant into my latex-encased hand. Then, I wrapped those slippery rubber fingers around your cock. Finally, I began to slowly stroke you. You exhaled with a strangled groan.¬† “Does that hurt, Sir?” I purred in mock concern. “I’ll stop if it’s too much for you.”

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