Satin Beginnings
Hi fellow Satin Gals (and guys)
Here's a question that I'm often asked, 'When did you first realise you had a fetish or addiction for satin?'
I'd be really interested to know from other people like me how it all began for them. what happened to make you love satin? How does it make you feel when you see or touch it? If you're a TV/Cd, was satin instrumental in you becoming one, Did it change your sexuality?
If I get enough material(no pun intended) I may even write a book about it! Please let me know in as much detail as you want. I really look forward to hear how it started and compare it with my own experiences.
Think silky thoughts everyone!
Monique Xxxxxx
Here's a question that I'm often asked, 'When did you first realise you had a fetish or addiction for satin?'
I'd be really interested to know from other people like me how it all began for them. what happened to make you love satin? How does it make you feel when you see or touch it? If you're a TV/Cd, was satin instrumental in you becoming one, Did it change your sexuality?
If I get enough material(no pun intended) I may even write a book about it! Please let me know in as much detail as you want. I really look forward to hear how it started and compare it with my own experiences.
Think silky thoughts everyone!
Monique Xxxxxx
7 years ago
Some weeks later I was at my aunties house, staying a few days while my mum and dad took a short holiday. She often went out leaving me on my own. One day I was in her laundry room and noticed a couple of satin blouses and slips hanging there to air, all just ironed. I touched them and they felt just like the ladies in the shop. My cock sprang to hardness instantly. I thought I would try them on, first a slip and then a blouse on top. The feeling was intense, so I wrapped the hem of the slip around my cock, and then the blouse over it, the satin smoothing together on my cock. It was all too much, I exploded with my biggest ever cum, my spunk splattering in long bursting ropes over her satin, the feeling and sight of spunk splattering over the satin seemed to make me spurt even more. Needles to say I panicked after my massive orgasm died down, what a mess. I had to clean off the spunk with a damp cloth, dry it, then iron it so she would not notice. Fortunately the iron was on low (something I had not thought about, but was lucky) and I somehow managed to make a reasonable job of it. I don't think she ever noticed.
That was it, I was hooked on satin ever since. One strange thing too, I found that I got turned on by ironing, something about smoothing her satin under the iron was very sensual and has lasted with me to this day, along with my fetish for satin.
So I took the blouse and I started to put it on, I was in front of the mirror looking how I was putting the blouse on while I was feeling something inside me that I never felt before, but as I said it wasnt sexual desire because on that moment I was about 7 but I started to touch myself wearing the blouse, I caress my sleeves, the front part of blouse, even I caress my nipples, the blouse was too big for me because I was only 7 so it was like a long nightshirt, I felt like the blouse was a Goddess that was dominating me and control me I felt so small and helpless and the blouse was so big, so powerfull. I got an erection, that was my first erection in fact and I started to caress my small cock, I was caressing my blouse and cock, that was fantastic I didnt cum on that moment, but when I was enjoying that moment I realized that I was a boy and boys dont wear female clothes. I wore the blouse a bit more caressing myself and the blouse but after few time I decided to put off the blouse and leave in the laundry basket. It was about 30 minutes, but the best 30 minutes of my life on that moment I really enjoyed every minute, every second, every caress but I promised myself that wouldnt happen again because I am a boy and cant wear satin female clothes. I said myself that was the best moment in my life and just keep it like that and dont do it again but what I didnt know then its that satin had hypnotized me and now its controlling my mind so I belonged to satin... for ever...
TO BE CONTINUED.
My first experience with satin when was I was about 5 years old. My mum got a new floral white satin blouse with shoulder pads, obviously it was like a vintage style because Im talking about 80s. I didnt know why but it was like the blouse hypnotized me because I feel something inside me that made me feel that blouse close to me, the shine attract me to touch it and feel it close to me. Then the first time I touched it my life change for ever, Id never touched before something so soft, so nice, so shiny. I didnt know what I wanted to do with that blouse but I just knew that I liked to look at it, touch it, caress my body with it. At that time I didnt know about masturbating, sexual desire or something like that because I was just 5 but I only knew that I needed to spend time close to that gorgeous material. I was thinking about that blouse for days, maybe weeks I cant remember till the moment I stayed home alone, then I went to my mums bedroom and the blouse was there. I didnt think about wear it, I just wanted to feel the soft feel in my skin, so I unbuttoned one of the cuffs button and put my arm inside the blouse from cuff to shoulder, the feeling was awesome, I was there looking at my arm full covered of that shiny and soft material, I was there about 5-10 mins and then I put the arm out of the blouse, button it and went out of my mums bedroom, I was afraid that she came back and catch me there.
After more time maybe months even year I kept on thinking about that blouse but I needed to do more that just touch it, so the next step was wear it. I was so scared to enter in my room when I was alone, I was scared that someone came suddenly home and caught me so I always waited for the blouse was in the dirty laundry basket to play with it. So as I said I needed more than just touch so the day it was in the laundry basket I was going to wear it. I knew when my mother wore the blouse, it was during special occasions on saturdays or sundays so after weekend I always checked the laundry basket but sometimes she didnt put there she put directly from her body to the washing machine so I couldnt wear it. After few times one day I checked in the laundry basket and then it was there, no matter if it was dirty, not ironed, sweaty... because the blouse had to go to the washing machine so there wont be any evidence that the blouse was wore by me...
I remember being obsessed with the idea of wearing female cloths, mostly skirts and dresses from an early age, and the more feminine the clothes the better. Particularly loved seeing tight satin pencil skirts and sexy satin evening dresses.
As soon as I left home I started buying my own. Mostly skirts at first, but have moved on to having a big collection of satin evening dresses, bridesmaid's dresses and even a few wedding dresses.
Sadly I have yet to fulfil my wedding night fantasy, and most admirers seem to not be that bothered about what we are wearing
I remember coming across your videos (in more ways that one) back in the 90s in the old days of internet newsgroups, and thought they were amazing, particularly the naughty ones, so it is great to see them again on here.
Oh & by the way.... it really suits YOU
Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on how you look at it) one Sunday afternoon when we were both at Jackie's house, just as we were getting ready to leave for my place, her Dad noticed her wearing makeup and stopped her coming round. I remember being furious and seething while I walked home alone.
When I got in, I went straight up to my room, put some records and just laid on my bed looking at the ceiling feeling very angry and sexually frustrated. After awhile I started to calm down but still felt really horn which led of course to me fondling myself. For some reason though it wasn't really working but then I remembered Jackie's stash in my cupboard.
Initially I was just going to get something satiny and just strip off and rub the material over my body and crotch until I came... however while going through her stuff I found her red satin suspender belt and black seamed nylon stockings. I felt so horny thinking about her silky legs rubbing against me in those stockings, something compelled me to put them on. TBC
I have had a strange attraction for satin for as long as I remember. when I was about 4 yrs old I remember being fascinated by the feel of my baby sisters satin dress. My mum (who left home when I was 5) had a faux fur coat with cream satin lining and I remember constantly fondling and stroking and loving the feel of the satin against my skin. When my mum left home she left it behind and I found it while rummaging around our spare room when I was off sick from school. I was still very young, but my Dad had to work so I was alone in the house.
When I found the coat I got very excited and aroused. I took it into my bedroom , stripped off and got into bed with the coat. I started touching, then caressing the satin lining and eventually started rubbing it over my genitals. I think I had my first and several pre puberty non ejaculatory orgasms. Needless to say I enjoyed it and after did it every chance I could get.
I noticed that every time I saw a woman wearing satin, especially while watching old movies with the old Hollywood starlets like Monroe, Harlow etc wearing gorgeous satin dresses and gowns, I would get an erection and would have to disappear and have a session with 'the lining'. One Saturday afternoon when I was about 11, I was watching an old b&w movie in the lounge while my Dad was in the garden mowing the lawn. Suddenly the lady in the film swept onto the nightclub stage floor and started singing and dancing while wearing an amazingly sexy long slitted black satin dress with long black satin gloves... I actually came in my pants. The lady was Rita Hayworth and the movie was 'Gilda' (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xBILSCFMg8M) also see attachment.
I had my first gf (Jackie) when I was about 12 and we ended dating for the next 5 years. We soon got into heavy petting and had a regular 'nookie' night every Sunday night at my house when we would sneak up to my bedroom and 'listen to records'.
One night when Jackie came round she was wearing a long sleeved white satin blouse that did up at the back, that she'd borrowed of her mum and I was previously unaware of. When she took her coat off and I saw it for the first time my eyes nearly popped out of my head and I got an instant erection. I practically dragged her upstairs and into my room and ravished her severely.
Once Jackie realised how turned on I got when she wore satin, she got hold of as much as she could, blouses, dresses, skirts, lingerie, often raiding her moms wardrobe and underwear drawer. Also when she was about 14 she really got into the retro look and started wearing stockings, stilettos, retro lingerie, Pencil skirts...I loved it. However, her Dad was very strict... almost Quakeresque and did'nt approve at all, so she started leaving her stuff at my place. I used to really look forward to Sunday nights..made having to face Mondays and school bearable. TBC...