My first time out and about (explicit)

[Midnight Walker]

Prior to my first experience in raingear in public, I've worn raingear for indoor pleasure only. I have always been nervous about being caught in public wearing my gear. Most of my rain gear at the time was a handful of boots, a pair of gloves, sou'wester, and a rainsuit. They were mostly of cheap make due to funds and concerns on privacy from buying things on the Internet.

Regardless a number of years ago I was house sitting for a friend. The day before I came over I saw the weather called for rain. So I hatched a plan to wear my gear for once. I came over their house, for the weekend. They were going on a weekend trip and I just had to feed their fish, water the plants, etc. I smuggled my rain gear in the trunk of my car. Throughout the day I wanted to badly grab it from my car and wear it around the house. I contained myself to increase my anticipation for the storm coming. It did not stop me from looking out the window glancing between my trunk and the gather storm clouds in the sky. I went to bed on the couch and fell asleep watching the tv waiting for the rain to come.

I awoke around 12am in the morning and heard the sweet sound of rain hitting the window nearby. I immediately jumped up in excitement. My heart was pounding from a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. I drank a water bottle quickly to settle my stomach and put on my sneakers. I ran off the back porch while the rain pelted the sweat clothes I was wearing. I opened my trunk, grabbed my gear, and jumped into my car.

I caught my breath and nervously looked around to see if anyone saw me or had lights on in their windows. I pulled my sweat pants off in the dark car. I grabbed the pair of green pvc bib pants next to me and pulled them on. I struggled to dress in the seat of my car but I was determined to experience my walk. After a couple moments the pants were on and the straps rested on my shoulders. I reached over for one of my rubber boots. My boots were a pair of black over the knee Calvin Klein ava rain boots (sadly no longer made but I think are criminally underrated.) I tucked my pants into the tall shaft of the boot. I immediately felt myself growing hard at the feeling of my boot on my foot. I pulled on my other boot as my cock strained against my underwear and pvc pants. I took my pair of elbow length black rubber gloves and rolled them on top of my sweat jacket. Usually I just wear a t shirt or nothing when dressing but the temp was bit low necessitating another layer. I leaned forward and pulled on my green pvc raincoat. I pushed firmly on each snap till it popped into place. I made sure to snap my sleeves so my rainwear cocoon would be as waterproof as possible. I finally put my black pvc sou'wester completing my outfit. I gripped my steering wheel as the rain prattled on the hood of my car. I looked at my gloved hands and thought is this really what I wanted to do. I just told myself screw it and its worth the risks.

I opened my car door and stepped out into the rain. I closed my door as quietly as possible while trying not to lose myself in a sensory overload. I heard the pleasurable sound of water on plastic. I took my hand and rubbed it down on my glistening sleeve. I looked at my hand and saw a smear of water on my rubber fingers. I smiled as I started walking down the street. I walked as though I was on a cloud. The soles of my boots protecting me from the soaked asphalt.

I turned left down a alley, it was one of those alleyways you would see in a small town movie. It was a gravel road that was poorly leveled, with ditches and depressions flooded with rain water. I walked confidently down the path, each step a crunch and squish sound. I was aroused, feeling protected, dry ,and warm regardless of the weather. I got to the first puddle and walked through it. It was exhilarating to watch the water splash against the side of my shiny boots. I made it a point to walk through every puddle possible in that alley. I even consider walking down it a second time just to put my raingear through its paces.

I decided against it and pushed on down another street. I felt invincible, dominate, and sexy walking down the street on that wet rainy night. I enjoyed the feeling of my long rubber gloves trapped between my sweat jacket underneath and my pvc rain coat on top. I eventually made it to a baseball field. I've walked on wet baseball fields before in rubber boots and have always enjoyed the experience but never in full gear. Like the worlds slowest player I walked from home and back enjoying the mucky ground. Each step left a inch deep foot print in the silty sand. I laughed to myself thinking of the next person to find the field with my foot prints in it wondering what slow play happened during a rain storm. I walked off the field in need of a boot cleaning, the sand stuck to the tread of my boots. I then noticed a pile of replacement sand sitting next to the bleachers. I walked across the bleachers, each step making a metallic tapping sounds and a brown footprint. I climbed on tip of the pile, at times I used my hands to get to the top. I stood on top, then the most wonderful experience happened. I slowly sank into the mound. I let it happened as more and more of my boots disappeared. I loved the constricted feeling as my leg disappeared into the ground. I struggled to pull my feet from the ground. The mound made squelching sounds as I attempted my escape.

After attempting to free my self from the muck, I made a great lurch forward and finally stood back on top. I walked carefully down the mound and inspected myself. The mud made it two thirds up my boots and the rubber was coated brown from my escapade. The tip of my cock was starting to feel damp from how aroused I was feeling. I walked away from my muddy encasement, both boots and gloves covered with it.

I walked down some various streets for a couple of minutes. I stopped at one puddle to wash my gloves off as I did not want to spread mud everywhere as I like to touch various parts of myself as I walked. I stopped at a gas station that was closed but had flood lights illuminating the parking lot. The door of the vehicle bay was this huge window paned door. With the flood light and windows it was mirror like. I was able to take in the the view of myself standing on that rainy night. My suit, boots, and hat were shining bright with the water coating it. I always saw pictures of people wearing their gear in the rain but here I was finally experiencing it. I wish I had a camera with me because I wanted to capture this moment right then and there. I rubbed the rainwater across myself in front of the mirror. Enjoying the look, the feel, and the sound of my gear. I came close to orgasming right there but I held back.

I left that amazing windowed door feeling happier, knowing I was living the dream I had carried for years. I made my way to the industrial park and experienced my first snag. In front of me were a bunch of semi trucks that had there engines running and there lights on. I wanted to push onto the walking trail passed this area but was horrified at the thought of being exposed as a raingear loving freak from some trucker. After a moment of thought I decided to walk on through the industrial park. I was nervous about someone stopping me or asking why I was out late at night but I pushed on. After what seemed like an eternity I made it to the other side.

I made it to a a commercial parking lot. I walked down the path bordering it, finding large puddles that I could splash through. My boots finally free of the cakey mud was significantly lighter. I got to a cross walk, as I stood on the edge another fourteen wheeler truck pulled up. I did want to look too outplace even with my attire so walked across like it was a sunny carefree day. Like the majority of rainwear users who dress in public, the thought crossed my mind about what the driver saw. Here is this young guy in full rain gear crossing a deserted street in the middle of the night. I made it across the street and the truck pulled away in the opposite direction. I feel bolstered by my lack of care from the random vehicles passing by.

I made it too the bottom of the walking trail and my reward was incredibly large and deep puddle. I didn't hesitate to cross it, I kicked my feet out in front of me splashing the area ahead in a shower. The puddle like the mound went up the ,majority of my calf. I was very hard knowing that I was protected from the puddle that 99% of people would walk around. I felt superior due to my protection. I jumped up and down in the puddle, some of the water reached as high as my chest, yet I was still warm and dry. After what felt like an hour of playing in it and dawn coming in a couple of hours I walked back to my friends house.

I dragged the walk back obviously, visiting some of the puddles and muddy spots I originally came across. I got back to my friends yard and quietly crept across it. I stopped at the back porch and grabbed the hose. I sprayed myself down from head to toe. My boots in particular were coated by black slime and brown mud. Using my rubbered covered hands, I helped the hose scrap off the mud.

I went inside the house finally and used an old towel to wipe the majority of the water off. I was still so turned on from my walk so I decided to finish myself off. I went back to the leather couch I was sleeping on and lied down. Laying there, still covered in pvc and rubber my hands started to wonder. I moved my gloves all over me. One almost consistently rubbing the bulge in my pants. The feeling was so great, I let out an occasional groan of pleasure. Due to the smooth nature of my gear and the material of the couch there was lots of squeaking, this just elevated the experience.

I gingerly moved my hand to the fly of my pants. I undid the button of the fly and stuck my hand into the gap. I loved the clumsy feeling of large rubber gloves rooting around for my cock. I closed my eyes and imagined it was a lady who was assisting me. With my eyes closed I took in the feeling and smells. Loved the organic smell of leather, the wet damp artificial smell of pvc. I was slowly heating up on the inside from the self made pleasure. I enjoyed the feeling the plastic souwester on my head and the my hand running over my pvc body.

I finally fished my penis out of my pants. It was laying there twitching in the dark against the wet rain suit. It slowly became wet itself from the water and its own sexual juices. The tip of my cock was slowly leaking precum onto the surface of my suit. The feeling of laying there protected by my own mess was heavenly. Similar to the mud I felt so dirty but clean at the same time. I used the palm of my glove to coat my cock in its own precum. Each fold of the glove was stimuli of pleasure. I grasped my penis firm and started to stroke myself slowly. Running up the and down the length of my shaft. Between the rubber, flesh, and my precum a squishing sound start. This was a symphony to my head, between the sound of self pleasure and crinkling plastic.

I lift my pelvis on each hand motion, thrusting against myself I could see the glaze of clear liquid running from the eye of my cock. I so wanted in the moment for someone to be riding me. To feel her pvc covered thighs pushing against mine would have sent me over the edge. While the one hand stroked myself I used the other at the same time to rub my balls, I even trailed so fair to run my hand from my scrotum to my ass crack. I felt so perverted but sexy in one moment.

I quickened the pace of my hand. I would see droplets of liquid splash off the tip and onto the glove or my suit. I squirmed into the leather couch, each movement I made increased my pleasure. I rubbed my boots together, the sound of them squeaking together was overbearing. Rubbing faster, I wanted this erotic feeling to last for as long as possible but I wanted my "grand final." I had to move my hand to cover my mouth, I wanted to suppress the groans and murmurs I was emitting.

I was close to the finish line. I was shaking my cock furiously, my hand glided up and down. Each nerve stimulated along its length. My lips tasted my elbow length gloves and my nose sucked in there aroma. I rubbed the tip of my cock again to get it as slippery as possible. I laughed to myself thinking that being acid rated my fluids are no match to them. I dug my heels into the couch as I felt myself about to finish. I lifted my ass off the couch and arched my back towards my rising hand. I felt a dam burst in my balls. White creamy liquid spewed from my tip. The first bit of it I heard audible splash against my chest. The rest ran over my hand in rivets. The folds in my gloves separated the streams as they ran down to my groin. My penis was jerking back and forth as it released my load. I wanted to drain myself onto my beautiful rainwear. The cum to spread out and cover myself. After the few moments of bliss I collapsed back on myself.

I lay there as the early morning sun rose out the window. I use moved my hand close to my face, I rubbed the liquid across the surface of the glove. I admired how it stuck in thick lines between my wide open fingers. I smiled as I move my hand away from my face. Finally dressing up and going out was liberating. I did it and there would be more chances to come. I fell asleep in my boots and cum stained rain gear, completely relaxed and emptied.

[pvcbliss]

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[Midnight Walker]

Thankyou for adding (explicit) into your title. Its necessary so that we know what we will be reading!

Sorry about that. Was going through the and looked. Noticed I totally forgot to add it.