How and when did your fetish begin?

[N2Bparka]

Primary school age 9-10. School trip to the deer park near Minstead. There was a former small school nearby used for educational school parties with classrooms. The visit was part class and mostly walking outside to the deer. Heavy rain did not stop this. We all had to bring out own wellies but for the walk they issued yellow heavy plastic [not sure back then if it was pvc;it was very shiny] hooded capes you had to pull over your head and then hood up with drawstrings. All class the same. Hooked ever since.

[Foxrubber]

I can remember when around 5 and had to wear shiny blue and white raincoat with matching souwester.
Back in the 70’s don’t know if there were so many boys wearing the kind of garnements. Buy clearly remember I both loved and hated this crinckly raingear.

When a teenager, fantized a lot on rainwear but only had boring kway cagoules for years. When sixteen bought my first blue Guy Cotten rain jacket. And when 18 wore for the first time yellow and red Rosbras model.
Yet about 70 pieces of coats, jackets….

[Shinydreams]

For me looking back it has to have its roots in pvc nappies in my early years... the feeling of the fabric and the security it seemed to bring..In my early teens I remember my friends mum coming home in a jet black PVC trench coat and it was a though someone had set my senses alight, it was magical

[Nylon macs]

Lovely read. And a horny one. As I was growing up I would also go looking in my mums and sisters wardrobes to see what I could play with.
My mum had some lovely long hooded nylon macs .I used to wait till they went shopping and go get theme. Undress and put one on backwards so I could use the hood and listen to the lovely swishing of the nylon as I breathed in and out.
It didn't take me long to make a mess .and had to clean her mac and put it back before there return.

[hoovergroover]

I had a short pvc/pretend leather coat in a lovely gunmetal grey colour. Button fastening, 4 pockets. The brand name was Como I think. It had a brass chain for hanging up and looked quite expensive. I remember always getting a thrill when my mother made me wear it, usually when visiting my Grandma. Can remember sitting on back seat of car on way home geting quite a thrill without realising it (I was only 8 at the time). I also had a yellow pvc mac and sou-wester with big black buttons which I loved wearing although very shyly in public when out with parents. There was a smaller red one as well which I liked as it was a much tighter fit. As a child I used to wet the bed so would always sleep with a rubber sheet on the bed which is where I suppose my fetish was nurtured. No regrets whatsoever!

[rubberdee]

Aaaaaaaarh the good old rubber sheet on the bed, bet that started quite a few off on their rubber fetish life. I know it had something to do with mine.

[Rives]

In my generation I think the strict "dress as told" policy of my mother had a lot to do with my fetish for rainwear. from the age of 11 to 18, I had to wear my plastic mack at all times, "just in case ", except to and from school when the double-breasted school gabardine had to be worn. Starting off just enjoying the pleasurable brushing of the cold plastic against my bare knees when still in short trousers, by the age of 18 I had discovered the other pleasures that could be got from having to wear a plastic mackon its own with nothing underneath! Also by my mid teens, I was having "wet dreams", waking up to find my pyjama trousers damp and sticky. My mum, realising what was happening, made me wear plastic pants in bed, a fact I found deeply shaming at the time but led to a plastic and rubber pants fetish in later life. My yellow oilskin and later PVC cycle capes were the source of much innocent, and later nor so innocent pleasure as were the army style waterproof capes we had to wear with our uniforms during the annual Combined Cadet Force camp.

Yes this is similar to my own experiences of being made to wear traditional nylon mackintoshes against my will. If I hesitated, I would be buttoned up in a jiffy

[Nylon macs]

Love to be buttoned up nice and tightly in a long nylon mac .a specially forced on me back to front mmmm.

[jane mackintosh]

Yes, to be forced to wear a mac (in my case rubber preferably) adds to the erotic pleasure, particularly if accompanied by derisory teasing.

[Nylon macs]

Love to try a rubber mac .the taste and smell must be overwhelming with pleasure mmm