How and when did your fetish begin?

[PVC Raincoat]

Our 2 bikes.

[plasticlover1]

Fantastic story wish i had a aunt like that .

[Nylon macs]

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

I too would loved to have tried a rubber mac. Several years ago I moved to a retirement development in Richmond, SW London and one day on the bus near there I saw a youngish man wearing a shiny black rubber mac and realised that the Weathervain shop that sold those was located nearby. Sadly by the time I had moved the shop had closed down and Weathervain had gone "online". Boring! For me the whole attraction would have been the thrill of trying the mack on in the shop so I gave up the idea and never did buy one. However the origin of my rainwear fetish, being put into a plastic pacamac by my mother age 10, has kept me in love with them to this day and now I'm an old man I've reverted entirely to this, my first love and pad a pacamac out with pillows and take it to bed with me, making love with it before i got to sleep and again when waking up with it in my arms in the morning. May seem sad but I'm never truly lonely if I have my plastic pakamac for company.

Sounds amazing plasticpacamac

[JoPVC]

Hello.
I have no memory of raincoats in early childhood. It was around the age of ten that my attraction began. I discovered in a closet two shiny translucent smoky grey pvc raincoats that had been bought a few years ago by my parents for my older brothers, who will never wear them. I tried one that suited me well. I then put it on regularly when I had the opportunity. I felt the need for it. I then wanted to undress before putting on this dream raincoat. Being naked, the contact with pvc and its softness gave me a magnificent feeling! Then came my first erections and ejaculations. I was taken by this attraction that I would describe later, much later, as a fetish.
Since then, I have continued to maintain this passion.
Today, I'm a little over 60 years old, I have a small collection of pvc raincoats, oilskins, shorts and pvc underwear. I mainly use

[Gaberdino]

Hi JoPVC. I sense we have both found ourselves discovering the unintended joys of raincoats as children and the impactful memories have never vanished. Fetish is the ugly word which describes a tender yearning that manifests in ways, different for everyone. DM me if you’d like.

[Kinkykiwi]

From a young kid, growing up skiing. I loved all the shiny ski suits and shiny hooded anoraks.

[Gaberdino]

We must find a time when we can chat freely with a Mac and in private.

[Raincoatsatinlining]

I would sure love that, both of us with our raincoats naked and chatting together

[KlepperGuy]

Its a strange question to answer.......because, when did I know I had a fetish.

At the age of 9, I found and old WW1 rubber army cape and a WW2 gasmask in the coal house..... WOW!!!! I could be Batman.
So I played with them, by 11, I was finding other things that smelled good and felt good when I touched them or rubbed them especially on my face.
Why my face....well thats where the five senses all come together, sight, smell, touch, hearing and taste.

Between 13 and 14 I realised I was different to other kids as when I told them about my stuff and what I liked, they didn't even care and had little interest.

Obviously from a male point of view, I began to get erections especially when I played with my new toys which I had accumulated made of rubber and pvc and plastic, especially plastic pants and smooth black rubber gloves.
My first climax...scared the S*** out of me.........I'm going to die....I was dying!!!!

But pleasure overtook the power of death and I continued to explore more and more...........I was the only one in the world who had these pleasures considering what my friends all said.

Then I discovered my Dad's 'News of the World' and 'Titbits' and 'Weekend' magazine..........there were adverts in them for strange rubbery clothes
from South Bucks Rainwear, Sealwear and Stephanie Bowman Slimwear..........Send for a catalogue......I will...Yes!!

How do you do that living at home..........who would be writing to me my parents would ask.
At 15, I sent for my first South Bucks Catalogue.......WOW...........I was no longer....THE UGLY DUCKLING.....Wheeeeeeee!!!!
I WAS A SWAN.....A RUBBER ONE.
Then I started buying 'Forum' magazine............That's when I realised I had a FETISH..... and here I am telling you..........no doubt some of you were 'Ugly Ducklings' like me........and that was 60 years ago......and I am still a SWAN......a rubbery, pvc and plastic one.... still.

Bye....My fellow SWANS

Klepperguy

[Raincoatsatinlining]

Love the story