Some Like it Hot

Stories and fantasies about rainwear.
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JellyMan
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Some Like it Hot

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Ella looked out the window of her ground floor holiday let. Yet another swelteringly hot day. She came to Wales to get away from the summer heat, the promise of rain and the chance to splash around on a cold wet beach cocooned in her favourite shiny PVC rainwear was now a distant memory. Another day of sun cream and light summer clothes seemed inevitable. She checked her suitcase for yet another tee-shirt, then noticed a bulge in the lining. The bag had a zip which hid a compartment inside; presumably for valuables. As she opened it she remembered that this was the case that Dave had bought her for their honeymoon and she had secluded a black plastic bikini behind the zip with every intention of seducing him in it on their wedding night, but he was more interested in the casino and their union lasted only a few weeks. In the sadness of their breakup she had forgotten her little outfit. Lifting it out she held it up. Shiny black unbanked plastic pants and a matching bra, Elle immediateky felt excited at the find. She closed the curtains and stripped off, her heart pounding, she slid her legs in until the welcome feel of soft PVC on her pussy. She gave the sides an upwards tug as if to check the fitting. Next she eased her large boobs into the small plastic bikini top and struggled with the fiddly fastening, wishing she had someone with her to help her into it. She quickly ran to the bathroom to check out the view in the full length mirror. She had put on a few pounds and the bikini was a bit on the tight side. She was about to retire to the bedroom for some solo fun in her newly rediscovered outfit when an impulse overtook her. Returning to the living room she threw open the curtains and let the sunlight stream in. A family were walking by carrying full beach kit, Ella noticed the father, at the back of the line smiled at her as she stood there in a black outfit. "Sod the sun", she thought to herself, went back to the bedroom and opened the wardrobe. Inside were all her favourite macs; a small selection of from home suitable for a wet Welsh break. She stopped and caressed a couple, taking in the wonderful aromas of latex and PVC, thinking for a moment of staying in with these friends. Right at the end of the rail she took out a pink clear plastic jelly jacket - ideal for drizzly days. She removed the hanger and slipped in on, feeling the soft cool material on her arms and then she zipped it all the way up and gave herself a hug! Returning to the suitcase of normal clothes, she took out and slipped on, a pair of blue faded denim shorts. She popped on some pink canvas deck shoes and picked up her big sunglasses before returning to the bathroom to check out her outfit, "watch out Wales, here I come", she said out loud in a voice that was much more confident than how she was actually feeling.

As she closed the front door behind her the morning heat hit her Immediately, despite being still in the shade of the house. She walked up the small path and onto the pavement, hearing the sea breaking on the beach as she turned left on the short walk down to the sand. She had a small bag over her shoulder, and clung to it tightly as if it would give her protection from people staring. Elle was an attractive woman in her 30's but self conscious about of her weight and nervous about her choice of clothing, having only ever been out in public in heavy rainwear appropriate for the conditions. The sun was heating her jacket up quickly, and she could feel its warmth on her shoulders that created a comforting plastic smell. She unzipped it half way down and pulled the sleeves up, in her mind she felt this looked more casual.

The sand was baking hot. She sat at the top,of the beach, just below a large concrete breaker that offered some shade from the heat. Ella was feeling very damp underneath and sweaty from the clear plastic jacket. She had no idea what to do next - nobody was paying any attention to her and she hadn't considered this possibility. She watched people for a couple of minutes and was considering walking in to town to check out the shops.

"Hello", said a man's voice, "are these grains taken?", pointing to the sand next to Ella.
He had short jet-black hair and blue eyes and spoke with what she thought was an Italian accent. He was wearing bermuda shorts, with no top to cover his tanned muscular torso, and had a gold chain around his neck.
"Er, no", she managed to say with a weak smile.
He sat down, possibly a bit to close for a first meeting. Gino was a flamboyant character, on holiday to the UK with a coach party from Naples, and had managed to shake off his fellow travellers and was doing his own thing. Why on earth someone would plan to visit Wales when they had Italy on their doorstep was a mystery to Ella.
"Are you thinking for rain to come?", Gino smiled and placed a hand on Elle's plastic clad arm.
She wasn't prepared for this question, "er, its fashion where I come from, in, er, London", she offered.
They sat chatting easily for a while, Elle felt very comfortable with Gino and was relieved to not be alone, but was overheating in her plastic clothes and thick denim shorts, all the time expecting some gorgeous girlfriend to come and sweep this hunk away from her. She held her arms around her knees drawn up and noticed how pasty they looked next to Gino's tanned skin.
Then he said, "you are hot I think".
She knew he meant temperature but deep down hoped he was chatting her up.
"Why not we swim", he made a breaststroke motion with his hands, "and we become more cool".
Ella agreed, "that sounds like a nice idea", the fact that he was paying attention to her was wonderful, but more importantly a swim would remove her sweaty aroma under the jacket she was starting to regret wearing.
She felt slightly embarassed as she peeled off her jacket as the plastic sleeves stuck to her damp arms. Gino helped her out of it, then held it up and inspected the collar, "I take name, for Lena, she will like this, it is, as you say, good fashion".
"Lena?", Ella queried, but was relieved with the answer.
"My sister Lena, she also high fashion lady", Gino struggled with his English.
Ella wished he would hand her jacket back, as even from this distance, she could smell the mix of her own sweat and the plastic, but he folded it slowly and carefully, seeming to enjoy it.
"Now the water, no?", he said, holding on to her jacket.
She stood up, the still air was slightly cool,on her damp skin, and she slowly lowered her shorts, being careful not to dislodge her bikini bottoms, and she breathed in to try to hide her tummy.
Gino was watching her intently then unexpectedly brushed her bottom and thigh. Gorgeous as he was, Ella thought this was a bit too much and pushed his hand away.
"You have sand behind, I just brush away", she said sounding slightly hurt.
Ella allowed herself to think that this behaviour must be normal in Italy, but suspected it wasn't.
She would never have been seen in just a black plastic bikini if she was on her own, but with Gino she felt safe as they walked down to the water.
"Oh, what can I do with my bag? It might get stolen?", Ella exclaimed.
"Not to worry", Gino took the bag from her and slipped effortlessly across the hot sand to a closed lifeguard station. He went up the few steps, opened the door and stored her bag and folded jacket, before coming back down. The station had big notices on it saying "no public access", with instructions on how to contact the lifeguard if the station was unattended.
"You can't do that!", she exclaimed.
"I do that", Gino replied calmly.
"It says the public are not allowed in there"
"I not the public, I Gino", he said as he took her hand gently and turned towards the water. Ella was impressed with his confidence.
The water was much colder than Ella has expected, but she plunged in with Gino, not wishing to seem concerned.
They splashed and played in the water, at times Ella struggled with her slightly tight bottoms wanting to slip off, but when Gino grabbed her and they jumped and threw water over each other, Ella was sure that Gino's shorts were bulging.
Ella noticed that her fingers were going white with the cool water, and Gino must have seen it then took her hand and led her out. They giggled as they ran through the surf and found they were now a long way down the beach from the hut. The couple wandered slowly back hand in hand, Ella was hoping all the girls would be jealous of the god she was with. The sun sparkled on the water droplets on her shiny black plastic pants as her bottom swung under the effort of walking through the sand.
Gino was telling Ella about his house in Italy and how he was restoring an old Vespa scooter with the hope of passing his driving test. He seemed impressed when she told him she had a powder blue Fiat 500 - a new one, not an original.
They arrived at the base of the steps, now totally dried by the hot sun. Ella waited for Gino to retrieve her things, but as he started up the steps he didn't let go of her hand, but turned and nodded gently towards her.
She started to follow, knowing that it was wrong, but feeling that Gino would make everything right.

The lifeguard hut was empty except for two deck chairs. There were cigarette butts in one corner and the wooden floor was quite sandy. No frills. Ella heard giggles - a small group of girls were mucking about under the shack and she could see them through small cracks in the floor.
Gino turned and held Ella by her upper arms and slowly pulled her closer to him. Her boobs squashed against his muscular chest under the plastic bikini top. She could feel his breath on her cheek, he was going for a kiss. She didn't stop him. His hands were big and strong as they moved down her back; one hand cupped her buttock. Ella felt things were moving a bit too fast, Gino wasn't looking for love, he wanted sex, she wasn't sure what she wanted, but right now, sex would do.
She could feel the plastic pants pulling at her pussy as he massaged her bottom under the black shiny material. She felt the prominent bulge in his Bermuda shorts against her waist and his warm Mediterranean lips against hers.
Ella was suddenly aware that they were in full view of the public through the large windows on three sides of the hut, but just as she did so, Gino eased her down onto the floor on top of him, and below the window level. Her knees chaffed on the wooden floor and she sat astride him with his bulging shorts pushing against her bottom. With a swift movement his hand released his manhood into the warm air and it rubbed against her inner thigh.
Gino cupped her breasts and pushed the bikini top aside and gave her nipples a squeeze.
Ella pulled her pants aside, gave her a clit a rub, and raised herself up until Gino cock was lightly touching her vagina. He arched his back to push slightly inside her before relaxing to judge her reaction. Ella reciprocated by easing herself down onto him, and soon she was feeling the full size of his member deep inside her. She sat back and arched her back to get the feeling of him deeper and as she did so her hand brushed her folded jacket. She pulled it forward carelessly as she sat forward, and it happened to fall open. She slipped the pink plastic onto his chest and he took it in his hands and opened it over his face, breathing heavily he took in the arousing smell of plastic and Ella's scent from earlier. She playfully moved her hands around his neck, trapping the jacket and he responded by pulling it tight around his head. The vinyl swelled and sank as he breathed under it, and suddenly Ella felt a bit jealous. Suddenly there was giggling, and through the floorboards, next to her lover's head, she saw a girl looking up at them, but she was enjoying herself too much with Gino and eased hereself up and down on his shaft as he struggled for breath. Then there were footsteps and the giggling was behind them, Ella didn't look round, but sensed that the girls had come up to watch. "There is no way on earth that I am stopping now", she thought to herself, but was a little nervous as to what might be happening, unseen, behind her. The giggling stopped and Ella felt a draft as the door opened slowly and she sensed a figure was behind her. She released her captor from the jacket so that Gino could see past her and give some sign as to what was happening, but he just screwed his face up, wrapped the pink plastic jacket tightly around her already plastic clad chest, and arched his back to get deeper into her. Then Ella felt a hand on her back, and another slid under her front and cupped her left breast and squeezed the nipple under the shiny materials as the other hand slid down and under her plastic pants coming to rest on her anus. There was no more giggling, just heavy breathing from behind and a second girl walked past them. The girl was wall and skinny with dark brown hair and wearing a red shiny bikini top but no bottoms, she turned to face Ella, squatting down over Gino's face and planted her pussy on his lips. Ella was annoyed. "Who are these women? How dare they gate-crash her party, get your cunt off my man! Put your finger up my bum and for goodness sake pinch my nipple harder than that", were all thoughts that raced through her mind.
The dark-haired girl was grinning her groin into Gino's face and he was clearly causing her considerable pleasure as she did so. Then the hands on Ella disappeared for a moment and she could feel that the fastening on her bra was being released. Her boobs were free as the black plastic bikini top dropped onto Gino's torso, then Ella felt nails running down her back and a hand, again, under her bikini bottoms, this time a finger obligingly slipped roughly into her bum. Ella wax both enjoying the orgy but annoyed at being interrupted and was determined that none of the interlopers were going to get any access to Gin's cock - they could do whatever they wanted, but his dick was hers and hers alone and suitably trapped in her ever so wet vagina.
Sharp nails slid down Ella's bare back causing her goosebumps, then the hand returned to her nipple and gave it a very hard squeeze that was very painful and totally wonderful. Gino was trapped, he felt guilty at allowing this other girl to join in, unaware of the fact that there were two of them, but he was helpless, pinned down and there was no way he would use his strong Italian muscles to simply lift this woman off him, that would be rude, he would just have to endure the wonderful taste of her pussy and the occasional pub bing of her bum hole on his nose.
Suddenly, without warning, the pink plastic jacket was whisked away an Ella could feel the woman behind putting it on, then the sexy sound of it being slowly zipped up, then the feel of the newly vinyl clad body on Ella's back as two shiny arms wrapped arond her and bagan to work her nipples. Ella cold see the deeply tanned knees of the girl either side of her own body, but otherwise could not see her. Gino was arching harder and managed to lift both women off the floor, causing his dick to go deeper than Ella thought possible and the girl behind to be pushed hard onto Ella's naked back. Ella was struggling under the weight, but managed to free her right hand, continuing to brace her weight against ion Gino's taught torso with the left, she worked it behind her until she felt the zipped up plastic jacket, then slid her hand down between the legs of the girl between her. She had never been with another woman, and the only pussy she had ever felt was her own, so was nervous but excited as her fingers explored the girl clit. The girl responded with a moan of delight and squeezed Ella as hard as she could.

Sandy was a deploy shy girl normally, but also totally in love with her best friend Ali who had no idea that she was a lesbian. Ali looked stunning as her body writhed on this man's face and Sandy dearly wished it could be her underneath, but now this goddess in front of her was rubbing her pussy and there was no doubt that if she carried on this way way Sandy could very well be persuaded to become a chubby chaser. She pinched the woman's nipples hard because she knew it was something she liked herself, and there was something desperately sexy about wearing her see-through rain jacket whilst being touched with no pants on. Sandy had always admired Ali's wardrobe, but especially the shiny black latex dress that Ali said was an impulse buy that she had worn to a party once and never again.

Ali watched Sandy out the corner of her half closed eyes between rounds of ecstasy that this man was causing. He was seriously sexy all over and she was determined that when they were done he would be going home with her, not the old fat bitch screwing him right now. Ali had always suspected that Sandy was more into her than the other way around, and she was a super best friend, but lacked what Ali thought she wanted most - muscles and huge cock! Suddenly a cold chill went through Ali - the old woman was staring directly into her eyes and the look was scary, as if she was about to rip her soul out and throw it into the sea!

Ella was quite enjoying making the girl be hind her squeal with delight, so worked her fingers as best she could, adding a little sparkle to the proceedings by periodically working the plastic hem of the jacket into the girls pussy. But the woman in front of her was starting to piss her off and she wanted to shove her off Gino and throw her out of the door, but dare not release his dick from its prison because frankly it felt too good to stop.

Suddenly Ali surprised herself by coming. She hadn't expected this but somehow, just at that instant, this man had hit the spot and her legs tensed and her thighs squeezed the side of his head as some liquid came out onto his face. Ali made the mistake of climbing off Gino to relieve the stress on her knees and give her pussy a moment to recover, but the woman was fast, too fast, and was now lying all the way on top of the man and kissing him, which slightly revolted Ali at the thought that this woman was now tasting her cum on the man's face. Sandy was still sitting behind, but was now not being attended to by Ella's hand. Ali moved round and slid a hand down between the man's legs and fondled his balls, she so wanted to hurt the woman and make her withdraw so that she could access his manhood, but this was too bitchy even for her. Sandy smiled, "oh Christ, did I just brush her naked arse?", Ali thought.

Sandy couldn't help herself, she plunged her hand between Ali's legs. Ali slapped her across the face with her left hand, but kept a firm hold with Gino's balls with her right. Sandy didn't stop, she was rubbing Ali's clit. Ali slapped her again, but not as hard this time. Gino and Ella were enjoying each other's company, but Ella kept looking at Sandy in her pink plastic jacket, it made her even more aroused, if that were possible. Ali tried to get away from Sandy but for some reason she couldn't bring herself to push her frined's hand away from her pussy - Sandy was too good at this. Somehow she was better than Ali herself. "Get off me", she protested, but didn't do anything to stop her. Sandy gently pushed Ali and she toppled back, then claimed on top of her and replaced her hand between her friend's legs. Ali gave a moan and found herself lost in waves of ecstasy from Sandy's attention and buried her face in the pink plastic covering the girl's chest.

Gino grabbed Ella's buttocks, enjoying their black plastic covering, and gasped as his back arched and he exploded inside her just at the moment that Ella's cunt tightened around his shaft as she came. Ella collapsed on Gino panting from the exertion. His heart was beating hard in his chest and her head rose and fell to the rhythm of his heavy breathing, but Ella's head was turned watching Sandy and Ali putting her jacket to good use.

Gino put his arms around Ella as they lay in the floor and she felt safe and contented. She put her finger to her lips and motioned towards the door to signal to Gino that they should try to leave quietly. Sandy was on top of Ali and obscuring her view, so they might just get away with it. Ella stood up carefully and adjusted her plastic bikini bottoms back in to place, comforted by the smooth shiny material on her pussy and slippery from their combined jizz. She bent over to,pick up her top and Gino playfully slipped a hand between her legs and gave her a rub. She paused for a second as the feeling shot through her, then continued to put her boobs back in and Gino helped her fasten the top. Ella turned to pick up her bag quietly as Gino was standing, fully naked, about to pull his bermudas back on and she smiled for a second,

As they crept out Ella felt a sadness at leaving her beloved jelly jacket behind, but thought that it looked like it had a new home. They crept down the steps and across the sand back up the beach towards the road. Once far enough away from the lifeguard station they both burst out laughing. Ella didn't feel at all self conscious of the fact that she was wearing a black plastic bin kin in public, having had no time to put on her denim shorts and she noticed that Gino was still a little stiff from the bulge in his bermudas. They chatted and conspired to go back to the holiday let to freshen up, although that didn't happen as one thing led to another and they spend nearly the whole rest of the day having sex.

Sitting in the restaurant Ella gazed into Gino's eyes. She still couldn't believe what a cotch he was and expected at any moment that he would announce, in his broken english, that it was just a holiday fling. But as the evening unfolded they made plans for Ella to visit Italy in a few weeks. Both of them felt a little sad that Gino had to rejoin his tour party and head bank home in the morning, but were comforted that they had made plans for the future. Ella was aching a lot from the day's activity, but was hoping for more before the morning. They got the bill and were just leaving when a party of four entered, two girls and two boys, the girl in th pink plastic top looked up and smiled at the couple as they were leaving. Ella knew her jacket had found a good home.
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Re: Some Like it Hot

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Great story, I think I need to visit Aberystwyth again,there's a lovely beach there!
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Re: Some Like it Hot

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Lovely story Jellyman, I enjoyed every word with lots of references to the pink jelly jacket. I would love to have been Gino with the three girls all over me.
Bring on the rain :D
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