Cmiller00000 wrote: Tue Aug 19, 2025 1:02 pm
Early teens with mums nightwear problem is I wasn’t careful and that’s how I got exposed. So basically it all started when I was doing through the washing machine before it was put on for football socks as I suffered really bad ititations to mud and causing rashes and itching while playing so obviously hands literally going through a the whole drum and found them and I pull out a pink nightie. To this point i had never noticed my mum wearing satin and never had any interest in it and honestly didn’t even know what the material was called so was a very new sensation to me. Nothing happens on this occasion and don’t think of anything more. Then porn exists and started seing women wearing the same type of satin as my mum so got a little curious but again not enough to gather interest. A further week goes by (Fridays after school was basically washing night) so to scrape any pocket money I could for video games back in the day I start doing chores so easy win was the washing baskets.
This week as I was I was loading it a black long nightdress was to be loaded, to this day black satin doesn’t really give me much of a itch (dont like the shimmer) but I started feeling it and it was amazing, the thought to use it down there wasn’t really apparent but as I was brushing it over my body it got close and I had never seen my penis go that high that quick, so I started with a mild brush and it felt weird but not erotic so I folded it a few times then did it again and the feeling was so much different so I literally just wrapped it round a few tugs later I made a mess everywhere like never before. I felt freaked out and but also so alive from then any chance I could get I was all about them nighties.
I enjoyed the pyjamas the least but the robes and nighties the most. Now to how I got caught, so again washing night comes and they was 2 nighties I “loved” the pink one I said about above and a red one, I noticed as I started getting a little older and enjoying them more I was getting very playful with them to the point the red one i slightly ripped so after making the mess with them same process washing machine goes on.
My mum noticed the rip but nothing gets said just mr red goes in the bin (cries) so she buys herself a new set, a long robe and dressing gown from bhs and when I saw it I was pounding I needed it to the point I risked it all to have a little play before it was even in the washing pile. So I had the robe on and the nightie plus a few others around the downstairs and I hear my door open in comes mum as I busted into the new nightie with her robe on.
Following that as you can imagine they was many loud voices mainly from my mum, dad was confused and lucky my little brother was to young to understand. So immediately all my mums current satin which was approx 7 nighties some pyjamas and robes were binned as obvioisly she was disgusted, I was sorta to but also more gutted they had gone but I had not learned my lesson. The next day they as this was i believe the may or Easter weekend (hard to remember nearly 20 years ago) the 3 of them go on a caravan holiday, after everything I didn’t want to go and I doubt my mum did either lol so I stayed at home doing what normal teens go play video games and watch porn. But I still had the thirst for the satin so typed in that type of porn into yahoo back in the day and found videos from a lady called Miss x and the old satinsilkfun site. And they was ripping videos I was like wtf I couldn’t get off to this but as I watched the women do it I sorta liked it.
Now the risk I remembered all my mums satin was black bagged in the bin, so I sift through the bin and find the bag (covered in old food and bin juice ) but I started where I took off but this time watching women wear and rip it so the idea came through thinking i could try rip a little bit of 1 and doesn’t matter so get the scissors and grab a pyjama top as I had the least enjoyment with them and the sound my god I was shocked was amazing and like the first time I touched satin I came within like 30 seconds.
I realised due to my age this would of been the last time in quite a while I would have contact with it so I wanted to make the 3 days last so the long bhs set I wore all weekend and I woke myself up several times just to wank into a nightie i lost count by the Monday evening. As the last 2 items I ripped the long set while I wore it and I wish I did it with the rest as it was the most erotic experience I’ve ever had and after I was done the rags placed back onto the bin and I didn’t have a satin experience for again a few more years when my mum thought I grew out of it and she had a m&s set I salvaged a few months.
I have enjoyed satin many times since my youth but nothing comes close to that rough 6 months initially.
Since then enjoyed my previous partners coats but nothing to the scale as it was
Awesome. And sad too....I too was shamed when my Mum caught me with satin (a pair of ultra shiny nay blue football shorts that were left behind in the school changing rooms) Do you still enjoy wearing satin now?
The fast I made as I near enough busted when she came in (joy) and no and I never have since tried I think it was one of them teenage things like it was the end of the world but that being said when I had my hand on the nightie round the downstairs and I felt the robe ripping my god was godly
I figure my affinity for silks and satins started when I was about three years old. My Mom would store her formal wear in my closet. Since the closet is always a child's playroom, I would pull the dresses down and wrap them around me to feel the soft, slidy fabric.
I really shifted my obsession into high gear at age 12. This was the mid-1970s. I started playing the cello at age seven. By the time I was 12, I was quite proficient for my age. California Youth Symphony had a junior orchestra for ages 12-15 - like a developmental squad for future orchestra members. We put on 3 concerts per year. I joined in October, being the youngest, I was fourth chair in a group of three other (older) girls. Our Winter Concert was repeated twice. The girls wore long black moire taffeta skirts and ivory satin blouses with billowy sleeves. We spent a lot of time waiting during the dress rehearsals as the conductor worked with the different sections individually. We had to sit off-stage in a small cluster of tightly packed seats. The first chair was a bossy 15 year old who liked to tease me. Being the youngest, small and the only boy. She made fun of my bland black suit and would tell the girls that I should be dressed the same as them. I blushed very deeply and in my heart I agreed with her. She and the girls sat all around me and fluffed their skirts over my pants. They all laughed and said now at least I was wearing a skirt. They wanted me to feel the smooth weave of the fabric and hear the rustling sound of the taffeta. For the next two days they would walk very close to me so I felt the fabric of their skirts. I would often replay that scene in my mind with the fantasy of them dressing me up in a satin half slip and camisole and wearing the black taffeta skirt and ivory satin blouse. This became a recurrent theme for my pleasure sessions.
After that event. I started my own satin collection by rifling through the donation clothes bags when my Mom and Sister would discard their clothing. My Mom was donating a gorgeous 1940s style ivory satin full slip with a lace and batiste hem. I wore that to bed (under my PJs) for years. My sister had a couple of old formal dresses that I borrowed. Two years later at the practice facility I found a discarded black taffeta skirt that I hid in my cello case. It was in a large size so I was able to enjoy this skirt through high school.
For me it began with ordinary long skirts after curiosity got the better of me at the age of 11. I'd found one of my mum's old skirts in my wardrobe, and once I'd tried it on, I was converted.
About two years later, we were on a family holiday and mum bought herself a long, flared satin skirt. I was captivated by it, and would regularly get it out, lay it on the bed, and run my hands over it. The more I did it, the more I got the urge to try it on, but I resisted for ages. Then one day I caved in and I've never looked back since.
I'd regularly wear it after that, but always with my underwear. Just the feel of the material against my legs would give me a boner, and sometimes I'd lie on the floor and grind away until I came in my underwear, being extra careful not to mark the skirt.
Fast forward a few years, while staying at a girlfriend's house, her mum came home wearing the most gorgeous green satin skirt. I got a boner just looking at it, and knew I had to find a way to try it on. The next morning, my girlfriend and her parents left for work/college, and I got my chance. I found the skirt in the mum's wardrobe and pulled it on. By chance I'd gone commando that night, and with no shorts between my dick and the skirt, I was harder than I'd ever been in seconds.
The satin was amazing, and before I knew it I was yanking away; the satin clenched over my dick in my hand. I hadn't intended to orgasm, but I couldn't stop myself and literally exploded inside the skirt. I'd never seen so much cum, and it was everywhere. Mild panic followed as I attempted to clean the skirt, but I must have succeeded as the mum never mentioned it. Saying that, on another occasion when she wore it I commented "Nice skirt!", and she said "Thanks, you should try it on some time!", so she probably knew.
After that, long satin skirt masturbation became a regular part of my life. I've got several, and have owned even more. I like to wear them around the house and a few are just for wearing, and some are purely for wanking in. I don't wear any other womens clothing, just long skirts.
I didn't know what satin was, mum never wore it or that I ever noticed, I didn't know what judo was, never seen it, on TV men did the fighting, women did the standing in the corner looking in horror as the men duked it out.
But this was different, an advert on tv, well actually two adverts, the first got my attention, a man and woman fighting on carpet at judo, she defeated him in her white gi and blackbelt, it faded out with him spreadeagled and defeated as she bowed to him...for some reason that really got my pants twitching for some reason, something about her, something about the way she did the throws on him, the last throw with her foot on his stomach as she was on her back flipping him over her head had my pulse racing, heart beating, butterflies in the stomach...
But about three months later (may have been more I was about 12 ish) another advert came on, but i recognised the woman straight away, she was stunning dark haired, beautiful dark eyes, but this time in black satin in a luxurious apartment, wall to wall carpet, gentle music playing, but suddenly an intruder appeared from nowhere, confronting her, in her black satin robe she let him think he was in control and they she took control using her judo throws he was somersaulted around on the carpet, effortless smooth silky throws, and using her fabulous 'stomach throw' she flipped him across the carpet bouncing and sliding to a halt, I remember the advert cut away to show the carpet, with a silky voice saying something like, tough, durable, luxurious, the name one the worlds finest carpet, and panned out to show her stood with her foot on his chest fingers on hips, looking magnificent, he laid there spreadeagled and finished, she folded her arms across her chest and looked around the apartment as it faded out leaving you to ponder his fate...
I realised this time I was fully erect, pants bulging, heart banging, pulse racing, almost light headed, never ever felt anything before like this, I was elated, excited, thrilled, but also guilty, because I didn't understand why, but her in black satin doing judo was a massive massive sexual thrill for me and the throw at the end and the foot on chest were the cherry on top of the cake.
But what really nailed it for me was weeks later a package arrived, nothing special there, packages arrived from the catalogues all the time, but this was for mum and it was a short black satin robe, I remember a readers offer in the daily mirror weeks before of a woman in a short black satin robe, perhaps piggybacking on the success of the carpet adverts, and mum and sent off for it.
I had two close shaves with mum, I used to sneak into her room when she went out, strip naked and slip on the robe, it was like electricity flowing through me, the feel the slipperyness, the shine, everything about it was magical, tying the belt around my waist was so satisfying, but I nearly got caught wearing it when she came back early, I just had time to throw it on the bed before making it to the bathroom before mum came up the stairs, I thought I had got away with it, but when she went back downstairs I went into her room to put it back, to find it was already neatly folded again !!
Also I came out of my room at the same time as mum, both heading for the bathroom, me just in my underpants, mum in that satin robe, with the sun shining on it, we both stopped realising what was happening, she just said ladies first and started walking again but she glanced down at me as my underpants now had a bulge at the front, there was nothing I could do about it, seeing her in the satin robe in the sun was just too much and went erect.
But although she knew there was something about the robe and me, she never confronted me about it, I desperately wanted her to know about the advert, the way the robe made me feel, the way she wore it, the effect it had on me, but I could never pluck up the courage, it was different times then, boys did not wear satin, end of, so I just kept this guilty secret growing up about satin, and also a woman doing judo in movies and tv, was a real turn on.
Funny thing was, mum must have seen the adverts and ordered the robe off the back of the adverts, so she might have been very interested to hear how it affected me too, she never wore satin but after the adverts she bought the robe and wore it, so maybe she thought of herself as the judo throwing beauty of our household.
One of my big regrets in later life was not asking about it, over a cup of tea in later life bringing it up and seeing what she remembered about it.
But yeah, satin got me hooked through a woman wearing a robe doing judo on an intruder.
I also remember in school, in the 80s(we were all around 18 though at this stage!)...those shiny thick satin football shorts were in fashion (I still buy them--- Dapa from ebay!) . Some of us were shy and preferred to shower with shorts still on. I was one of them.....but only because the wet satin felt amazing. When people weren't looking I'd put my trousers back on over the wet shorts and let them dry over the next few hours. I still have a huge wet satin kink, and that is how to this day I wash all my satin....rigorously, while I wear it in the shower.
Back when I was around 7/8 I remember being wrapped up in my mother's green coat and the lining against my skin felt amazing. Years go by thinking about that coat it was back in the 80s when people had mirror sliding wardrobes after school and some weekends I would have a few hours on my own before people got home, I entered my parents room and slide back the mirror door and it was like opening a treasure trove of goodies. The door got pushed to one side revealing coats blouses suit jackets and more.
One of my best memories is the wardrobe was so tightly packed with things i used to face 2 suit jackets together get naked climb in and shut the door what a massive thrill to be in the dark sliding around 2 suit jacket linings and nobody knew. I spent many times attending this wardrobe feeling caressing and masterebating with anything jackets, satin blouses and coats. I also loved skirt linings i would tease out around 8 skirt linings and rub for ages, Until one day we had a party and mum wore a stunning purple circle skirt that glistened in the lights I knew one day I just had to have it. Weeks go by dreaming of this skirt and finally I had a window once more slide back the cupboard door and it presents itself also a floor length brown coat with a fur collar and beautiful lining I undressed put on this lovely long coat entered the wardrobe and fuck that skirt silly! Now in my 40s still have a massive fetish for coat linings satin skirts dresses and suit jacket linings i have my own collection and my girlfriend has a few coats which I also enjoy when the opportunity arrises
The girls wore long black moire taffeta skirts and ivory satin blouses with billowy sleeves. We spent a lot of time waiting during the dress rehearsals as the conductor worked with the different sections individually. We had to sit off-stage in a small cluster of tightly packed seats. The first chair was a bossy 15 year old who liked to tease me. Being the youngest, small and the only boy. She made fun of my bland black suit and would tell the girls that I should be dressed the same as them. I blushed very deeply and in my heart I agreed with her. She and the girls sat all around me and fluffed their skirts over my pants. They all laughed and said now at least I was wearing a skirt. They wanted me to feel the smooth weave of the fabric and hear the rustling sound of the taffeta. For the next two days they would walk very close to me so I felt the fabric of their skirts. I would often replay that scene in my mind with the fantasy of them dressing me up in a satin half slip and camisole and wearing the black taffeta skirt and ivory satin blouse. This became a recurrance.
I would have lost my mind! Moire black taffeta is my weakness!! Thanks for sharing.
It began 7 years ago when I started seeing Instagram models wearing satin pajamas with the shirt tucked in. All of my life, I’ve seen hot women wear satin pajamas with the shirt untucked. I didn’t think too much about clothes until they’re worn differently. It blew my mind that hot women wear them like that and still look really good. I’ve became obsessed with it and now it’s just my favorite thing. I tried it on myself. It’s comfortable. But, seeing women with nice body wear it is way better. Satin lingeries are awesome too.
) but I started where I took off but this time watching women wear and rip it so the idea came through thinking i could try rip a little bit of 1 and doesn’t matter so get the scissors and grab a pyjama top as I had the least enjoyment with them and the sound my god I was shocked was amazing and like the first time I touched satin I came within like 30 seconds.
) but I started where I took off but this time watching women wear and rip it so the idea came through thinking i could try rip a little bit of 1 and doesn’t matter so get the scissors and grab a pyjama top as I had the least enjoyment with them and the sound my god I was shocked was amazing and like the first time I touched satin I came within like 30 seconds. 
