MY RAIN FRIEND 3

[shinymacintosh]

I could see through the small rubber eye holes that the rain was still falling, and dusk had arrived. I was ordered to leave the motor home. I carefully stepped down on to the wet grass, the rain pattering noisily on to the oilskin raincoat and my rubber hood.

The guy with the motor home followed me, still wearing my plastic Pacamac. He put a rope noose around my neck, pulled it tight and proceeded to walk away from the motor home dragging me with him. After about a quarter of a mile we turned a corner and saw a couple of tents and a caravan. We approached the caravan, inside lights were burning, the door opened, and we were welcomed inside.

I saw two men and a blonde girl, all wearing very shiny cagoules. I told you I would bring you a present, he said. The blonde girl moved towards me, opened my oilskin raincoat and inspected my cock and balls.
I hope you approve.

She gave them a slap causing me to wince. She tugged on the rope noose and pushed the rubber plug further into my mouth. Then proceeded to wank me in front of everyone.
Okay you two, she said indicating the other two guys. They moved across to me on their knees. The first opened my raincoat and began to suck me, the second guy went underneath my coat from the back and rimmed my naked backside slurping and sighing as he did so.
This unexpected but agreeable attack on me was electrifying. I was being sucked, rimmed and choked all at the same time and had been made to walk in the rain wearing an oilskin raincoat. Absolute bliss.

I came quickly and was forced down to my knees. The rubber plug was yanked from my mouth and I was fed one after the other two excited cocks.
After I had demolished them both I felt the rope around my neck tightening again. The blonde girl had sat down and was drawing me closer to her. Her legs were wide open, my rubber hooded head was pulled towards her pussy and I began to lick her frantically. She moaned and gasped and pulled tighter on the rope. I was becoming lightheaded. She screamed as she orgasmed, let go of the rope and I breathed a little better.
Eventually the motor homeowner took charge again and walked me back through the rain. Once inside he took off my wet Pacamac and replaced them with jeans and a woolly jumper. He helped me escape from the rubber hood and his oilskin raincoat. I put my PVC jeans back on and my wet Pacamac and shivered.

Would you like a scotch? He asked.
I nodded and swallowed it in one. Another shot was handed to me. I then felt the envelope in my Pacamac pocket. It was slightly wet, I carefully opened it. Inside was a A4 photocopy from the cinema listing future films and dates and also some special interest films for use only in the private storeroom with specially invited paying guests.

Have you enjoyed today? He asked me. I nodded. Good because I like you a lot. That’s a good film he said pointing to one scheduled for next Tuesday. SHINY BONDAGE was the title.
Do you have any other shiny gear?

Yes, I have a couple of PVC macs, PVC jeans and knee length boots.
That’s a good start. He smiled. I’ll be at the cinema next Tuesday, probably before the film starts in the storeroom. I just love the sleaziness of the darkened cinema and what can go on. If you go early, I might just sit next to you again.
That sounds like a lovely threat, I replied.
He squeezed my balls. Where can I drop you off?
I told him, not my exact home but nearby, just in case.
Back home I poured another large whisky and collapsed on my sofa.

R U WET?

The text rang out on my phone.

NOT ANYMORE!!

I replied.
In just a couple of minutes I was asleep on the sofa immersed in the wonderful protection of my plastic Pacamac.
The next day I woke rather late, probably tired from all the sexual exertions of yesterday. A couple of stiff black coffee’s put me to rights.

R U WET?
My text buzzed.
NO BUT U CAN MAKE ME. 15 MINUTES

I looked out of my window. A lovely sunny winters day. I knew what my friend wanted. On with my PVC jeans and Pacamac, no underclothes.
I had long since stopped worrying what other folks thought when I wore my Pacamac in sunshine and even less on a glorious summer’s day.
I was enjoying something very personal and they weren’t.

I drove over to his house. I was made welcome in my friends’ home and as always, he began to lick and touch my Pacamac. I sat on his settee This time he wore a leather miniskirt and boots instead of being naked. I liked this outfit and placed my hand up his skirt.
I found what I was searching for, squeezed it hard, he squirmed and sighed at the pleasure I was giving him. His hands desperately roamed over my plastic covered body. It wasn’t long before my handy work had forced him to cum over my Pacamac and his leather skirt.
He did what he enjoyed most, licked my Pacamac dry then forced my head down to clean his leather skirt. We kissed and I could taste his cum as he pushed his tongue into my mouth.

Thank you. He breathed. I really needed that.
Where were you yesterday lunchtime when I texted?
I had a friend round here. He was selling me some of his CD clothes. This skirt is one piece I bought.
Why is he selling them?
I think he has got to a certain age now and can’t be bothered with the excitement of dressing for pleasure. I bought quite a lot of his stuff. I also bought something for you. I hope it fits.

He went into his bedroom and brought back a wonderful black PVC jump suit. I tried it on, a perfect fit.
Wow, Thankyou I gushed.

Check out the zips. They go all the way down from your neck and round and up your butt. Easy access everywhere. He laughed.
I was now really looking forward to Tuesday night and the SHINY BONDAGE film at the cinema.

[hotwilly]

Nice continuation of a good story