It was several months now since I’d met Sally, my new girlfriend with whom I shared and enjoyed a this heavy fetish for black leather and boots. But there was much more to our fulfillment than just black leather. Sally, I found out, had like me a crush for extremely long black fingernails and she had carefully nurtured all of her nails now to a startling length of almost four inches. Feeding her fetish for heavy silver rings and jewelry she was now invariably wearing as many rings as she could, all over her fingers, the bigger the better. Bracelets, some as wide as three inches, now normally stretched from her shoulders all the way down to her hands. On her feet she wore an equal number of toe rings as rings on her fingers. Her ears were pierced to carry something like ten earrings on each side, some of them touching her shoulders. Her nipples, belly button and labia were now pierced with little silver rings and other places of her body were now covered with tattoos, some clearly displaying her love for leather and rings. On top of this she was now all day dressed in black leather, at least two, three or more layers. We had experimented with black latex, but for comfort, smell and feel we both much preferred leather. The only exception Sally occasionally practiced was to wear a black latex catsuit underneath a black leather one. The latex suit was modified to have a black dildo on the inside which had a powerful stimulating effect on her when inserted properly. The pleasure of continuing subsequent orgasms in quick succession just by walking around was however, becoming exhausting, so we restricted layering latex and leather catsuits to just inside the apartment.

We had turned our bedroom into a real leather womb: bed sheets and pillows, the walls and even the wooden floors, I had them all covered with soft shining black leather. Entering the room, with its black leather curtains closed, you experienced the almost intoxicating, luxurious and powerful smell of leather, heightening the senses and adding to the superb feeling of pleasure that wearing leather gave us. To extend and enhance the deep pleasure of our leather filled lovemaking sessions I had a set of cameras installed to record our movements on and off the leather bed from every angle. We found that watching ourselves indulging in black leather greatly heightened our enjoyment during our sexual escapades in leather. Needless to say that our lifestyle and the way we now presented ourselves in public attracted some attention. Several women and couples we know had expressed an interest in the way we dressed in leather and when we felt attracted to people we sometimes invited and entertained them at home. One day Sally announced she had met this girl at a favorite club of ours, and she would like to bring her home to have dinner with us. This girl, Samantha, had mentioned occasionally to having been curious to wearing leather and the effect leather would have on her feelings. She was a pleasing and open personality and Sally had agreed to show her some pieces of her huge black leather collection. Following that, I agreed to cook a dinner for three on a Saturday night. I had already completed most of the dinner preparations when Sally walked in followed by this girl, Jessica. She was in her mid-twenties, blonde, blue-eyed and to call her pretty would be the understatement of the year. We sat down and as I poured a cold Chablis Jessy said how excited she was to become acquainted to us. She said she admired Sally’s braveness to make such a statement to the outside world. She didn’t own any leather clothing herself yet, but for some time now she had been thinking of buying a pair of low rise black leather jeans. She was not sure however, being a flight attendant for a foreign airline, if she could afford buying good quality leather clothes. If only she could find a nice pair of leather jeans to start off with..

“Why don’t you try some of mine, so you can see for yourself how you look in them”, Sally said. Giggling with anticipation the girls disappeared into Sally’s walk-in closet. Knowing this would take a little time I finished preparing our dinner, laid the table and poured us some more Chablis. I was sipping from the lower half of my glass of wine when the girls returned. It seemed like a pair of identical black leather twin sisters entered the room. Jessy had emerged wearing a pair of tight, long black leather pants, zippered to go all the way through her crotch. Along her left leg a short zippered split was opened halfway to reveal a pair of black leather boots with sharply pointed steel toes. A black leather blouse showed sufficient cleavage to make my blood pressure rise several points. The sleeves disappeared halfway down her arms into a pair of black leather gloves. Sally was wearing her favorite tight black leather catsuit and a pair of chap boots in the same butter soft leather quality. She had ten rings on her fingers; however, the size was such that they completely covered her fingers. On top of each ring a heavy silver chain was connected to a five inches wide silver bracelet that fitted on top of her leather sleeves. After they sat down, and finished their wine, the girls were still fiddling and caressing their leather. “I just love this dressing up in leather”, Jessy said with a blush on her face, “I’ve never felt so good, I don’t think there’s anything like it.”

I realized I was still in my kitchen attire when Sally said playfully: “Honey, why don’t you change into something nice for the occasion?” I nodded in agreement and quickly left the room to slip into some leather as well. I choose a pair of black leather jeans, side laced for extra tightness. Adjusting them as tightly as I could I added a leather jeans style shirt with long sleeves. I put on my black cowboy boots with spurs. I slid heavy rings on all of my fingers; though not entirely as long as Sally’s, they were still an impressive sight. I added a pair of gauntlet styled black leather gloves and to finish it off I slid my head into a shiny black leather hood. I took a deep full breath and smelled the intoxicating aroma of leather and looked in the mirror to see myself as tall black leather king. When I returned to the living room I was hit by a strange surprise. Sally and Jess were still on the leather couch but neither one of them took any notice of my presence. It seemed more like the two black leather clad girls were entangled into what seemed to be a far progressed form of leather foreplay. Their tongues were busily exploring the depths of each other’s mouths while soft moaning and breathing was clearly audible. These girls had definitely picked a big affection for each other quickly, or was it just the shiny black leather that had stirred up such lust in their bodies that they could not resist. Speaking of lust, my dick was not exactly unaffected inside my leather laced jeans and there was nothing else left to do for me than opening my zipper. I slid a thin black leather condom over my dick and when Jessy turned over to be lying on top of Sally I grabbed her leather waist, slid down the zipper of her leather pants and entered her from behind. Her moaning grew louder and louder as I mounted her. I was sliding in and out of her holding and fondling her breasts with my left hand. After a little while Jessy literally started to scream in pleasure and rolled on her back. The girls were now lying next to each other, still kissing when I noticed Sally was softly fingering herself with a heavily ringed hand. With the other, equally heavily ringed hand she was now taking care of Jessy. I turned around and slid my leather covered Dick into Sally’s mouth. I then moved my head down and when Sally’s fingers started to caress the leather of my hood I inserted my tongue into her soaking cunt. This left my hands free to play with Jessy and after what seemed like a fast lane to heaven I felt Sally starting to moan loudly and shake uncontrollably. Jessy followed with her screaming and finally I too exploded in an orgasm of unprecedented intensity. From that point the three of us were exhausted and still entangled in our leather we tried to regain some composure.

Jess was the first to speak: “ Oh my God” she said softly, “I’ve never felt an orgasm like that before in my entire life. Now I can see why you guys are so into leather the way you are. What a pity I’ve never worn leather before”. I nodded and I removed my gauntlet gloves and leather hood to light cigarettes for all of us. Jess then noticed the rings on my fingers and asked whether wearing rings added to our lovemaking in the same way as wearing leather did. Sally quickly answered for me, saying that wearing rings more or less electrified the sense of feel in her hands, thereby enhancing the sensuality of wearing leather. Touching and feeling leather became so much more intense, when wearing rings, to which I added: “And I find it damn pleasing to my eyes as well”. “Would you like to find out for yourself?”, Sally asked Jess, and when she nodded enthusiastically, Sally picked up one of her jewelry boxes containing part of her precious collection of huge silver rings. Sally explained that for her the most eroticizing effect was when rings were worn over her gloves. When the girls became fully engaged in trying to fit all sorts of rings on Jess’s fingers I had a chance to pour us some more cold wine. When I returned Jess showed me her hands as she stretched them out to me. “How do you like ‘m, Bud?”, she asked. I quickly counted at least twenty rings spread over her black leathered fingers. The effect this had on me was stunning and when Sally held her heavily ringed hands with the long black nails in Jess’s I could barely resist taking my manhood out of its black leather encasement for another round of pleasure with rings, nails and leather. Sally said she felt so much more powerful, wearing the rings in combination with her black leathers and long black nails, to which Jessy : “I agree, I’ve never felt this feeling before in my life, and tell you what, I like it”. Sally laughed and said Jess could keep the rings she was wearing, provided whenever she found some exotic examples on her trips as a flight attendant with China Southern Airlines, she would take these home as a gift for Sally.

Having said this the girls started kissing and fondling each other again, clearly enjoying their newfound mutual love for black leather combined with wearing lots of rings. As their heavily ringed hands started to explore their black leather clad bodies once more I felt there was nothing much else left to do but to return to the kitchen and warm up our dinner. I felt pretty sure my next round of leather filled pleasure would not have to wait long.