A kinky confession…

[Cherie]

I think the girl I met might well have been quite insecure. Some of the things she said and the way she spoke I recognise all these years later with experience but at the time she seemed bat-shit crazy which I loved. I too suspect her attire was just fashion and for most women that is all it ever is. I once knew a girl who was an absolutely lovely personality and owned a blue/yellow reversible PVC jacket which she wore a lot. But she was not attractive and I was shallow so I never asked he out. I really hope she found someone super and lived a fantastic life and I truly missed out on a wonderful person who I totally did not deserve.

Cherie x

[Deleted User 5375]

When I was young I stole plastic baby pants from the corner shop. Probably half a dozen over a couple of years. They only stocked extra large, but still they were too tight for me even against bare skin (the only way to wear plastic in my mind). so invariably split down the sides but could still be worn as a thong.

JM

[Cagoulelover]

Teenage years were great for discovering yourself- I can’t say that I was proud of stealing that cagoule but there you go, I don’t think anyone ever suspected me. Plus it WAS a lovely cagoule, very sexy. I remember getting together with a girl in a club then we came back to mine, both a little tipsy. I encouraged her to wear the cagoule while we fooled around a bit ‘Just for a laugh’ I think I said and I recall her giggly response of ‘oooo kinky’ which we both had a laugh about. Luckily I went to university in a very big city so never saw her again.

[Deleted User 5375]

I stole the pants because it was all I could do. Had I had enough money I still couldn’t have paid for them because in a small village everyone knows the business of everyone else. The shopkeeper would have known I didn’t have any baby brothers or sisters, and would asked my parents why I was buying them. I tried not to take them but the material was so incredibly shiny and transparent, I couldn’t stop it. I always bought something else like some sweets with my pocket money with the pants as a sort of consolation prize for the shop The time between theft and being able to try them was so exciting. I make a pair last many months until eventually the elastic went and there were too many rips. Eventually the few remaining pairs disappeared from the shelf never to be replaced!

JM

[annabell-cagoule]

I was probably about 13 and on the way to my Saturday job and saw a blue over the head cagoule hanging on the railings outside the corner shop, obviously someone had lost it and it had been hung up waiting for it’s owner. I was too scared to take it but when i rode home for lunch it was still there, so i stopped, slipped it over my jumper and rode home in it. I still have it today, a little too small now sadly but it’s still lovely to feel and look at

[Desredclark]

When I was roughly 14/15 and discovering my sexual affection for Big Busty Women (American Damsels, John wood and Lorelei at BedroomBondage.com) tied up in predicament bondage scenarios. As well as my sensual fetish for pvc, vinyl and leather, with a particular taste in raincoats, macs etc..
I had amassed a rather impressive spank bank of images (dial up times) on the shared 'family computer'.
One lunchtime completely out of the blue my brother (+3years) says to me "How come there are loads of women tied up and dressed in raincoats flying across the screen of the computer?" completely dead pan delivery...he knew why and so did I. At that moment I knew, I'D FUCKED UP.
no idea how long or who else had seen the images cascading on the screensaver mode picture mode but i'm pretty sure from that moment on my family knew I was different.

[Cagoulelover]

I’ve got another one, again, not hugely proud.
A few years back before kids my wife and I were out on a Saturday night with the idea that we would go out with friends of hers and then stay around their house. My wife got too pissed too early and I had to take her home…I decided that I would stay with her as it was too far to go back to the pub we were at.
As she slept, I went through the wardrobe in the spare room to find some of her friends clothes including a red regatta pack away cagoule which I had seen her wear from time to time.
I knew the others wouldn’t be back for a while so I took it into the bathroom and put it on. Tying the hood up nice and tight, I then masturbated whilst looking in the long mirror they had in the bathroom.
Once done, I folded it up and put it back in the wardrobe.
I felt guilty about this but also it still turns me on a bit now to think I masturbated whilst wearing her hot friends cagoule which she herself wore 2 days later when she went for a run with my wife (that’s another story!!)

[MrCagoule]

I think I've told this story before but make no apologies for telling it again.

I was either in my early teens or just before and had discovered nylon rainwear and bondage and how they made me feel. One day I put on my mum's navy nylon mac and tied myself to a chair with her skipping rope. I did it too well and couldn't get free. My younger brother found me and, instead of untying me, took the opportunity to revel in my embarrassment and told my mum. Cue a very awkward conversation which merciful time has forgotten!

[Mrwhitefish]

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Oooh that’s a delightfully naughty story! I can only imagine how devilishly kinky that would have made you feel!

I also had a teenage party faux pas, my school friend K always threw the most wicked parties and his dads girlfriend was much younger than him and usually got hammered with us.
I went on a trip to the toilet but it was occupied and I decided to go take a look around.
Opening the cupboard in the master bedroom and there it was! A beautiful black, shimmering smooth pvc catsuit!

My jaw dropped and I had to try it on… I’m not sure how long I was gone, locked in the bathroom and zipped up in a tight black catsuit.

I was really tempted to go back to the party wearing it and if it wasn’t for my raging horny teenage hard on I would have probably gone ahead! Haha but alas I slipped it back in the closet and went back in time for the new year countdown.

As far as I know nobody was the wiser… 😈😈

[quote=Cagoulelover post_id=68347 time=1674860133 user_id=7062]
When I was 17 or 18 and had discovered drinking in pubs, Friday and Saturday nights were often about getting as pissed as possible then trying to ‘pull’….. sometimes I was successful!
Anyways, we often used to go back to my mates house after hours and I used to enjoy sneaking into his garage where I knew hung a knee length henri Lloyd cagoule - an over the head one with a nice full hood on it - it was quite a posh one. His mum used to wear it and she was an attractive blond women. Also, from time to time I had seen his older sister in it around town and this was a huge source of masturbation material as a teenager.
One night, I said I was off home at about 3am and left through the garage - as everyone else was passed out or with a couple of girls from the pub I decided to take the cagoule.
Which I did.
When i woke up it was in my wardrobe which luckily had a lock as I was still living with my parents at that time.
I smuggled it away to University and used to wear it regularly and got some girlfriends to wear it for me. I even got a one night stand to put it on once
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If that was me wouldn't be able to help myself I'd be sneaking into the bathroom and trying it on at all cost I'd stretch the hell out of it to get it on zip it up even if it broke trying🤫🤭😁 I'd be trying it on expecilally if it was gourges sexy and stand look in the mirror then put it back and hope nobody found out .,.
And if I didn't like the person who owned it probley also would have busted a hole in it or burnt holes in it with my cigarette lighter .
In jelousie it wasn't mine only if they were total dooch bags but like most people are and carry on at parties with alcohol other wise it would be put back unharmed
Only being honest 🤷

[NylonFetishist]

I remember my mate’s mum had an old yellow kag in a bag, she used to take with festivals with her (she was pretty attractive but batshit crazy), I remember being like 18 and that same friend asked me to go use the spare key to get into the house so I could turn the gas off for his mum and him when they went away for a week, I literally still remember taking my clothes off fully, sitting on her bed tossing myself off while staring at a picture of her and her ex fella on the bedside table, while rubbing my chest, the material was soo liberating Lool. Dirty young minds, 27 now and I’d still probably do it pmsl.