MY RUBBER, PVC AND LEATHER MACKINTOSH FETISH Part 23

Stories and fantasies about rainwear.
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MY RUBBER, PVC AND LEATHER MACKINTOSH FETISH Part 23

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University days were now over for good. Chris was working for the architectural firm and enjoying it and I had secured a well paid position as a PA in Manchester with a TV production firm.
Before I left York I went with Shaz on a shopping spree in Leeds to buy myself some clothes that would be suitable for office work.
My grandparents had left me a small bursary of one thousand pounds to be used just for this purpose.
A pin striped trouser suit, a couple of skirts and a number of jackets, blouses, shoes and boots were tried on and purchased
Now she said you need rainwear, especially in Manchester. It always seems to rain there. Everyone nowadays wears very boring, classical looking beige or dark blue trenches. You have to stand out.
She took me to a specialist shop and I purchased one red and one black PVC trench coats and I still had some money left.

The first month I stayed in a reasonably modest hotel near the office. I learnt my job. Developed friends at work and was enjoying working for a living and the responsibilities that came with it.
I often telephoned Chris and Shaz. They seemed to be happy and Chris’s new job was interesting. One rainy evening after work I went for a drink alone in one of the more upmarket Manchester hotels.
It was my red PVC mac and boots day. I checked some documents in my briefcase and was interrupted by a pleasant young man. Are you alone? He enquired. May I buy you a drink?
I smiled and nodded hoping that this was going eventually to end up with some form of sex. It had been quite a while, moving to Manchester and learning my job.
We spoke about me and university and my new job and not yet having a boyfriend. He spoke about himself and his job as a clothing salesman, not married, so he said, and eventually after a couple more drinks he got around to asking if I would like to see his hotel bedroom.
We entered his hotel room, I tightened my belt pulled my collar up sat down on his bed. He moved towards me and pulled out his penis and pushed it into my willing mouth. His hands held my head tightly as he pushed then pulled slowly at first then ever more rapidly. He pulled out and with a gasp spurted his cum over my face and mac.
I let him catch his breath. Get undressed and lie down. I told him. I went to the toilet to clean up taking my briefcase with me.
I cleansed my face, took off my mac, removed my skirt and blouse and placed them in my briefcase. I pulled on my PVC mac again, tightened the belt and returned to the bedroom. He was lying naked on the bed with the exception of a pair of pretty red satin female undies. I climbed on to the bed and straddled his head covering his mouth and nose with my wet pussy. His hands were all over my PVC mac. I ground my pussy into his face and felt behind for his penis. It was becoming aroused. I gripped it tightly pulling it out from his red satin undies and pushed it inside me and bounced up and down on it. My hands went around his throat and squeezed firmly, he was gasping with pleasure. He came inside me and I moved quickly back up and covered his mouth with my soaking pussy. He licked me furiously until with a loud groan I orgasmed and collapsed on top of him.
We both lay still, breathing heavily. That was great he said eventually where did you learn to do that?
University!! I replied flippantly.
I’ve only got A-levels. He replied with a wry smile.
We eventually untangled each other. He dressed and took me down to the hotel entrance.
I’m in Edinburgh for two days then Leeds and back here, can I see you then? We agreed.
I don’t want you to walk me home. It’s just a few streets away.
I strolled home feeling quite exhilarated. Just wearing my boots, red PVC mac and nothing else underneath, quite decadent. As I approached my little hotel I felt the slow trickle of his warm cum and my juices dribbling down my legs. Heaven.

Four days later I was beside myself with excitement. I called it my black PVC mac day. That evening I returned to the same hotel to meet up with my clothing salesman. He was there smiling and waiting. We went straight to his room. He kissed me and ran his hands purposefully over my PVC mackintosh. I shivered in anticipation.
He handed me a large plastic bag. A few presents I have bought for you, he said.
I opened the bag and tipped the contents out on to the bed, a purple PVC mac, purple rubber skirt with a big silver zip up the front and a purple rubber zip up t-shirt with a tall tight collar.
There, a present just for you, he said smiling. Why don’t you try them on?
Off came my black PVC mac, leather skirt and top and within minutes I was transformed into purple rubber goddess.
Oh I forgot, he said. Purple rubber gloves as well. He dangled them in front of me.
I put them on pulled them up to my elbows and pushed a finger into his mouth. He sucked seductively on it as I pushed deeper in and out.
How was your trip? I asked.
Really good, sold lots of dresses to my clients and have quite a few of new orders to make. My partner and I make dresses for trannies and sell them to specialist shops up and down the country.
Is that what is in your suitcases? I asked pointing to the suitcases in his bedroom. Can I see?
It’s easier to look at my catalogue, he said passing a colour catalogue towards me.
I smiled to myself as I looked at the male models dressed in sexy women’s clothes. One of the models was sat in front of me. You look sexy in that outfit. I said pointing to him wearing a wig, silk top, a necklace, a PVC mini skirt and boots. I would love to see you wearing that. I poured myself a drink from the mini bar as he went into the bathroom and within 15 minutes emerged totally transformed.
He came towards me touched my rubber enclosed breasts and put his hand up inside my skirt. I sank to my knees and pulled his penis from his undies under his PVC mini skirt. I took him into my mouth and gently sucked on it. He pushed me back on the bed, unzipped the front of my new rubber skirt and pushed himself firmly inside me. Thrusting powerfully in and out of me, he gasped as he came inside me.
We lay there, a strange couple a man and a woman both wearing sexy female clothing panting with lust and totally enjoying themselves.
I need you to use this on me, he whispered. From under the bed he produced a large vibrator. When I am dressed like this I need to feel totally as a woman.
I inserted the vibrator slowly into him. When it was in I turned on the vibrator and pushed it in a little further. He squirmed and expressed delight. I turned the vibrator up to full speed and rammed it in as far as it would go. He cried out with pleasure as I twisted it in and out. His penis grew large again and without me touching, it spurted cum everywhere.
Again we lay quietly for a few minutes, I loved that he said. What can I do for you?
I smiled and said. This.
I pointed to a leather cat suit in his catalogue, with zips at every entry point to the body imaginable.
Done. He said. I will be up again in three weeks time.
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Re: MY RUBBER, PVC AND LEATHER MACKINTOSH FETISH Part 23

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Mmmm - nice story
Broad minded enough to acknowledge we all enjoy different things:)
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