Satin Fetish Forum

I think back and I've had a lot of extreme experiences. But my first real incredible satin fuck was when at ago 12 or so my best friend and his family were going out of town and they asked me to come over and feed their parakeet. They were going to be out of town for over a week and I now had their house key. My best friends mother had a cashmere coat that had the silkiest gold satin lining that I had ever seen. I could not sleep the whole week prior to them leaving thing about having that coat and fucking it over and over. Finally they left on vacation and that night I went over with the key to their house. My hand was shaking so bad I almost could not get it in the slot. When I entered the house I knew exactly which closet it was in. By the time I opened the closet my cock was rock hard and about to bust out of my pants. When i opened the closet , to my suprise there were 5 other sexy satin lined coats in there. I had struck gold. There was long black satin lined coat, a red satin lined coat with a mink collar, a short faux fur coat with a silver satin lining, a light green coat that had a satin lining that shimmered like no other and last but not least a mink cape. It had been a long time since I had cum I knew I was going to cum pretty quick the first time. I took all of the coats out of the closet and put them, on their bed and fucked everyone of them that night. I had at least 3 or 4 orgasms over a couple of hours. Everyday was heaven. I sure hated it when they came home.

I have had many many great moments... great times. The first one is memorable so I'll tell that one. It's copy-pasted from my Flickr group as it's too long to write over and over again, so apologies if some have seen it, but it's all mine!


"at age 9 I became close friends with the next door neighbour’s kids, called Thomas and Victoria. My parents were entrusted into looking after their house whilst they were away on holiday, a few months after we'd moved in. Victoria wore a cardigan very similar to that worn by Sandi in Grease, and I harboured a long and young desire to wear it, to play in it. She was 9, the same age as me. I found myself asking my mum to tend their plants and one day, and she acquiesced, giving me the keys.

I let myself into the house and instantly, went up to her room, and found the cardigan in her wardrobe. I was shaking with excitement as I discarded my male/boys garb, and threaded my arms into her cardigan, buttoning it up, and laying on her bed. I was in heaven…honestly! Whilst wearing her cardigan I ventured over to her draws and started to idly have a look. I wasn’t so much taken by panties and such back then but I found some satin pyjamas, and also, a little satin nightie. Intrigued, I pulled them from the draw and turned them over in my hands, luxuriating in the feel and shine of the fabric.

I returned to her bed, and laid out her silky things and lay upon them. As I’d been dry orgasming(sp?) since the age of 7 I knew what arousal was and I liked the feeling that I got from these new feelings. Still wearing her cardigan, I lay upon her night clothes, and wriggled. As I've possibly mentioned before, it was during those times I discovered that they slid together when laid correctly - the weave promoting the pleasure. This then promoted the feelings 10-fold throughout my body.

Before long, I’d relieved myself. Laying atop her satin clothing and staring at the cardigan upon me, I wondered if I should take it, but I didn’t. I replaced it and the silky nightie and PJ’s, and was putting on my clothes when my mum came through the front door, wondering where'd I'd got to, some 25 or 30 minutes later. I ran downstairs mumbling that I wanted to play with Thomas's toys!! I got away with that episode and I guess that now, looking back on that experience, it was one that moulded me. I never looked back, but I never got to play in Victoria’s clothes again. About a year later, we moved away."

I still remember the cardi, and her nighties quite fondly - odd as it sounds - as it was possibly THE pivotal experience than led me to repeat this in similar situations over the years right up until the last couple of years, as since then, the opportunity hasn't presented itself. I'm sure it will again, though. I just need the neighbours to let me house sit again and there's about 7 or 8 chemises I know about having had her washing line tease me to the point of madness!