Kintal, My First Plastic Baby Pants.
My fetish for plastic baby pants started when I was young, my earliest memory being at the age of six, being the eldest I had a ready supply up-to the age of twelve. I still have one pair from those days in pristine condition, the brand was Kintal.
I loved the feel of the baby pants, I had to wear them, at first it was not a sexual thing but one of comfort. I would go to sleep at night just touching myself, running my hands over the soft plastic. After a while I began having erections and playing with my self, this made the experience even better, although at the time I did not know about ************.
With the advent of disposable nappies the Kintal plastic pants disappeared and for a few years I had to let go of this part of my life. After starting work and getting my first computer with Internet access I found a company called Fetware in the USA. I eagerly ordered five pairs of the full cut "Ultrasoft" pants. Upon their arrival I opened the packet and to my joy they smelt and felt the same as my beloved Kintal brand. I quickly undressed and put a pair on. I spent the rest of the day wearing them. I went to bed early that night but it took some time before I could go to sleep.
I now wear my plastic baby pants every day, It's great to walk down the road able to feel the baby pants caressing my penis as I go. When I go for a wee I do not shake it but let the rest of the wee dribble out thus lubricating my plastic baby pants. After a while I can feel myself slipping about in them, I now have to careful about what I think of, as an erection is easily achieved.
I now possess some thirty pairs, mainly clear, some with a yellow tint.
Hello again to all you lovely Plastic Pant people. Thanks for sharing your experiences and the encouragement given.
Recently I enjoyed a visit from a friend, he has known of my fetish for leather and rubber for a long time, so on the first evening he visited we drank a few beers and I showed him some of my vast collection of pictures I've collected from the internet.
I asked if he minded if I changed into something more comfortable, the reply NO, so of I went. Upon my return I wore my plastic T-shirt and plastic baby pants with short latex gloves. After his initial glance he swung the chair around to really look at me I noticed his eyes fix on my groin, as the plastic pants were clear my erect status was clearly visible, he asked if I had any pictures on my computer like me. I stood close to the side of him and entered the password and opened my AB files, these contained pictures of Women and Men in plastic pants, some with a nappy and of course my favourite just plastic pants. I allowed my friend control of the mouse so that he could open any of the JPEG he wanted. I could no longer resist the urge, and thus began fondling my stiff erect member, the rustle of the plastic pants caught my friends attention and again he turned and looked at me.
Having his gaze upon my actions aroused me further and I soon reached the climax of my efforts, white slippery *** erupted, which i massaged into my Pe**s. My friend asked if I had a pair of plastic pants he could wear, I did not reply but went and fetched a pair for him, upon my return he was just removing his boxers so I knelt on the floor and guided his feet through the leg holes. I pulled the plastic pants up his legs to his waist and adjusted the leg bands. We continued to look at more pictures and this time it was my turn to watch his crotch.
I could see his member stiffening his left hand moved down to massage himself, I could see the pants were a bit dry so I suggested he let out some pee to lubricate the plastic pants, his shaft then slid up and down more easily within the pants. His hand actions became more fervent when we reached a picture of a man on his knees wearing only plastic pants and stroking his shaft whilst licking at the plastic panties of a lady also wearing a plastic bra, suspender belt and stockings. This time I watched as he reached his peak with slippery *** erupting into his plastic pants. After this we talked for a while, well mainly I talked as it was great to share my experience of plastic baby pants with another person up close and personal. I showed him to the guest room reminding him that I expected to see him in the morning still wearing his plastic pants. Whilst laying in my bed I could hear that familiar rustle of plastic so I indulged myself to another session. True to his word in the morning He came down stairs with an erect member in Plastic Baby Pants.
It's time for me to go and make myself more slippery, I promise not to leave it so long to update my experience, Happy Plastic sessions to you all.