rubbermackintosh wrote: September 26th, 2024, 3:14 pm
This topic has suddenly come to life after being dormant for some time. On page 1 there are two entries from Thighbootman which prompted me to admit that I am Pauline that he referred to. Thighbootman hasn't posted on here for ages. I wonder what has happened to him.
I have previously had the pleasure of chatting to yourself and Thighbootman as the same as me you are from Scunthorpe .
Last time I chatted to him he lived in either Devon or Cornwall, but that was a while back
Broad minded enough to acknowledge we all enjoy different things:)
Shinyladylvr wrote: March 22nd, 2020, 3:05 pm
A very vivid memory for me was when I was 12 or 13. I was very aware that my cock would get erect, and certainly seeing certain things or even thinking about them would cause that sensation. A neighbor across the street and my mum would often walk across the road to each other’s house for a morning cup of coffee and chat and I guess they were both somewhere in their mid thirties. Our neighbor Betty had very prominent breasts and seemed often wear tops that showed some cleavage, and as she moved around on our kitchen stool you would sometimes see just that bit more between her breasts. If this wasn’t enough, she bought herself, or her husband bought her, a very shiny black PVC Mac that she would put on just to cross the road to come to our house. I don’t know why, but sometimes she would keep it on while drinking her coffee, chatting with my mum and smoking their cigarettes. It was this combination of seeing Betty, sitting in the kitchen, her large breasts covered in shiny black PVC, yet still showing cleavage that sparked an immediate urge for me to go upstairs and do something with the massive erection I now had. I came downstairs after about 3 minutes having enjoyed myself for the first time ever. As I re entered the kitchen my mum said nothing but Betty gave me a little knowing smile and wink which some weeks later when I was in her kitchen alone she asked me about. I was so embarrassed but she seemed quite casual about it and from then on I got so many more views of Betty in her Mac .....and I became a regular stroker thinking of her in her Mac.
Lucky lucky boy! We all need a Betty in our lives! I started later much later so was much more careful and subtle but the occasional friend's mum's rubber or riding boot got 'inspected'. There was one time during a music lesson that I was very much busted though...
FarmWellingtons wrote: August 27th, 2025, 5:45 am
I was 12 or 13. I'd been out playing with a mate who had just got a new pair of wellington boots which he had been wearing with a blue pvc mac that particular day. Something had been different about that day and I was feeling very hot and a little shaky when I got close to him. I remember asking him if I could try on his wellington boots. He looked at me a bit oddly but he agreed we could swap for a little while. As soon as I had them on I knew I was hard and he quickly noticed it too. He made some funny comment and then asked to look at it. The spot was pretty private so I undid my jeans and stood there while he looked at it for a bit and then asked me if I knew about wanking. I didn't at that time so he took his out and told me to copy what he did. Of course it felt fantastic and as it went on we got closer and closer to each other. When I started to cum it shot onto his mac and I drained myself on it. He started to cum after that and I was pleased to see that some of it landed on the wellington boots. I felt a little ashamed and embarrassed afterwards but I knew I wanted to do it like that many more times.
Sounds nice .I would of also asked if I could try his blue pvc mac on
Nylon macs wrote: August 27th, 2025, 7:45 am
Mmm lovely playing in pvc mac's with a friend
Really hot and horny. We spent a lot of time in that mac and our wellingtons
Sounds like you both had a found your fetishes.
I like the wellies with the handles on the tops of the boots .to pull them up.
Comes in handy when someone is standing behind me and holds the wellies over my face to breath in the nice rubber smell.
Not sure if it’s correct to call it a wank, but anyhow.
First when we were quite young we played a lot in the forrest. We had ropes up to our tree shelters, just simple small hiding places some meters above the ground. We had all nylon rainwear and when it was colder padded nylon jackets. Guess we were 10-11 and we were mixed boys and girls. Sometimes when we climed the ropes, we cum when climbing. At least we boys, didn’t dare to ask the girls if it was the same for them. Sometimes we climbed real slow to make it happen, and it was a little bit hard to climb in our nylon cloathes, quite low friction. Our legs slipped a lot making it even more stimulating.
Later when we were around 14 we played a lot Hunt and catch, one was hunter and the rest prey. When someone was caught, there was some wrestling until the prey gave up. We all had jackets made of wetnylon, thin padded and very shiny. And ofcourse nylon rainwear when bad weather.
When a boy was the hunter he hunted girls and vv, very rare that boys hunted boys but a little more often girls hunted girls.
During the wrestling, almost everything was alowed, so we had much contact with each others bodies. Wrestling around in our nylon cloathes were so exciting and sometimes the wrestling was quite long and we got really horny. This was not really wanking each other but it was both exciting and stimulating.
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