I used to keep a diary , and still do in actual fact . It was when I was up in the attic very recently I found all my old ones , the earlier ones being rather boring but as I got older I clearly from my entries started to get more interested in my body and thinking about sex.

I would like to write a series of short but hopefully quite detailed events that have happened to me over the last few years .

I have had a very privileged up bringing . My parents were very rich and we wanted for nothing . Until I was 18 , I was home schooled as we tended to travel a lot and so that my education didn’t suffer my parents decided this way was best so my teacher would travel with us .

For my 18th birthday my parents decided to throw me a massive party , the only problem was that because of the life I had led , I really didn’t have many friends . so I asked if we could have a fancy dress pre Halloween party , where all the guests had to come as a character from a scary or horror type of film . They agreed and we borrowed one of my father’s friends nightclubs to host the event .

I am quite a big fan of the Underworld movies , so decided to become Seline from Underworld and dress in a black shiny catsuit . I purchased one from online and when it arrived I was a little disappointed , cheap material , poorly fitting , looked nothing like Kate Beckinsale would have done in the movie. My mum agreed when she saw it , She told me to get changed and was going to take me shopping.

She let me drive her across town , rarely did my mother ever let anyone other than the chauffeur drive her but she knew I loved my new car , a pre birthday gift . We arrived at her favourite fashion designers and I showed her the picture on my iphone of what I had in mind. Many times before my measurements were taken and she commented on how my breasts had grown significantly since my last fitting , I blushed and ignored the ladies comments , albeit my mother agreed with her , suprising me by saying what a nice rack I was getting .

We returned the day before my party to collect the costume . The garment cover was opened and the very strong scent of leather emanated from the garment cover. I went into the fitting room to try it on , the skintight leather fitted exactly to my every curve , my underwear line clearly obvious under the soft nappa leather , my mother and the designer both agreeing I would not wear anything under it was the best option. The full length zipper stopping just above my pussy . I can’t really describe how tight it felt , yet at the same time as the leather warmed up also became incredibly comfortable . As I looked at myself in the mirror , the way the lights caught my curves , my thighs , my bum and my tits desperately wanting to break free and pushing the zipper down a little . Even the arch of my back was perfectly in contact with the leather , it really was the perfect second skin . The boots I had chosen to wear with it were also wrapped up for me to take away , along with a very nice pair of heels to keep my mother happy as she felt the boots weren’t very ‘lady like’ .

My Party day arrived and I took out my new outfit , I layed it out on my bed whilst I took a shower , my mother came through to my room and asked if I needed any help with my hair and makeup . She did it for me and I questioned if she had put a little too much on but she said I looked perfect for the event. I started to pull the leather catsuit on and mother stopped me as I just about got it to my thighs . She told me I couldn’t wear my knickers under it , showing me the picture of Seline from underworld , stating do you see her VPL , she then cut the elastic from my knickers and pulled them off me so I didn’t need to start again with my catsuit. I objected to her ruining my underwear as I liked them , she retorted that it was time I stopped wearing such big knickers anyway , g strings and thongs only from now on she smiled at me.

The outfit took us another 10 minutes to pull on and zipped up . Once the leather warmed up a bit , the creaking softened a bit , and I put on my boots. My mother asked me to wear the heels instead so I reluctantly agreed , she said they made me look taller and actually added to the outfit much better .

The party was a huge success , I made lots of new friends , I seamed to be attracting a lot of attention , maybe I thought because it was my party after all . I met one guy who I chatted with quite a lot through the night . When we danced , when he touched me to get my attention , I liked how it felt . My party ended in the early hours and He was one of the last to leave , we shared a kiss and he asked if he could see me again soon . A date was arranged . When I got home it was almost 4am and I just collapsed on my bed still dressed in the leather catsuit , the effort of removing it and trust me , getting it on took some doing , getting it off drunk and tired was not going to go well.

I woke just before lunch with the worst headache I’ve ever experienced , my first hangover , someone had covered me up whilst I had been sleeping with a blanket as I lay sprawled out on my bed. Time came to get the leather catsuit off , It did take me a while but eventually I was naked , my first thought was where were my knickers , then I remembered what happened to them before we left , seeing them on the top of the bin ruined. I showered and took off the heavy make up my mother had done , washed my hair to get all the wetlook gel out of it and finally felt human again . Dressed in just my dressing gown I wandered down stairs.

My parents were both out and the cook made me a little to eat and some coffee . There was an envelope on the table with my name on it , Inside was a flash drive of my birthday party . I put it into the tv and began to watch , some videos and some pictures.

I hadn’t realised they had booked a professional photographer for the event so this was quite a nice surprise to catch the memories forever.

The first ones were nice, our arrival etc etc , although seeing myself dressed the way I was , my first thoughts were I looked like a slut.