Speaking about your passion about fur coat ? it’s difficult .
Speaking openly about your own passion for fur coat it’s not easy at all.
Rather, it’ is more difficult, specially in these periods where social networks were invaded by gory videos (from god knows where to the delight of Peta aimed )at raising peoples respect for animals.
Without entering in unnecessary polemic , I would ask : How many people know about your passion for fur coat ? Who have you have confessed to ? Maybe to your wife , husband , your boy or girl, best friend , parents ?
Do you feel embarrassed to speaking about your passion for fox collars, sable coats, or lynx mink shoulders ?
I really want to hear about you what do you think ?
Personally , especially with girls , I always thought I could not stay with a woman that doesn’t share my same passion . It’s very important for me.
I always tried to ” test the waters ” maybe with some bet in shops ( indicating a fur coat I asked ” would you ever wear it ? or “not even fake “?). To a negative answers I didn’t dare replicate,to positive I reacted thinking that was a good probability of starting a new releshionship . .
In a extremely confidential moment I confessed my fur passions to one girl . She let me find here totally against and almost disgusted by fur coats, but , one day she let me find here wearing a long withe fox coat ( her granny loved fur coats and she had a discrete collection, including also one of marmot) and this was my most beautiful fur experience in my life.
However the love story didn’t last for a long time.
Ideal for me was meeting welovefur.com ( for which I’m honored to write ) and furfahsionguide.com, the biggest web site in the world dedicated to the subject that explore the fur world at 360 degrees.
If you have never been and you are a fur lover like me …
You can’t not visit it. Also because web sites dedicated to this special subject until 10 years ago didn’t exist and now are only a few .
One piece advice : for a fur lover it is fundamental to share his passion . Keeping it inside and only for you is not helpful to anything or anybody.
Specially don’t stop at appearances : although many women seem against wearing fur coats but to satisfy her man ( and feel extremely sexy and attractive ) could find the experience sensual and why not funny .
Gary K.
tutti quelli che additano gli amanti delle pellicce sono i primi a preferire scarpe in pelle senza contare che i vegetariani sono ancora una piccola minoranza.
Quindi è vero che dietro quel capo di abbigliamento così glamour si nasconde un delitto… ma quanti ne commettiamo nel quotidiano con tanto di nochalance??
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Grazie, a presto
Ylenia
Ciao Grazie per aver commentato il mio blog.
Il tuo mi piace molto vengo subito a commentarlo )
It is hard to talk about fur passion with others. Lady Fur is an inspiration in that sense.
Ciao Thanks a lot
Gary K is really a good writer =)
Indeed he is. Passionate!
Thanks for the comment =)
Credo che Gary K. sia mio fratello gemello… pensa quello che dico e dice quello che penso eheh
Prepariamo il test del DNA. Grazie Emi. Non perdere il prossimo post mi raccomando.
No no e chi se lo perde? ma sei italiano?
ahhahhah =)
“Condivido la tua ideal e combatterò perché tu la possa esprimere”
Fur has always been a deep soulful experience for me that stirs many emotions. Bitter sweet is being a male experiencing the vulnerability of knowing you may not always be successful in hiding your passion for fur. I am grateful for this sensation as I have learned to be kinder and more understanding when other people have awkward or embarrassing moments in life, what ever they may be.
<3 you should be proud of this kind of feeling. It is what make you special.
I find it difficult to talk about because fur also warms my heart and touches my soul. I do not want others to think it is only passion in the physical sense. So hard to explain with words.
I totally understand your feeling
First of all, ….im a man who has an extreme fur and mink coat fetish.
Ive been collecting furs for over 50 years, since i was in my teens. I have partisipated in groups, like Fur fetish groups, where furs are discussed to determine styles, textures, softness and colors. I only buy specific type furs with very specific charactoristics.
When young, i was around ladies in furs all the time since I used to work for an older Very “Dominant” Lady Caretaker of mine who owned an exclusive fur coat shop. Ladys wore very shiny, silky and soft feminine clothings like furs then all the time. Back then, The furs were made very shiny and soft, to “catch” a persons eye and imagination, especially men.
She catered to mink coat enthusiests and collectors, sometimes otherwise known as “Fur Coat Fetishists”…..female and male alike. Furs were easilly sold to people like these, especially to men, because of the Fetish factor. I know, im one of them who was “taught” , “disaplined” and even Punished extensively by my Aunt to “Appreciate Furs”, through the Dominance of her personality and yes….the cracks of her Whips.
She understood why Mink Coats became a Fetish for certain men like me and employed Every advantage to Captivate, Tease and torment and Control with her Expensive Shiny Black Mink Coats, sometimes even using a Whip to further capture my attention to her Minks ! However, Her so called Punishments did not became the focal point of my fetish, her Black Shiny Full length Mink Coats DID !
This is when I developed a very intense fetish for the looks and especially the feels of black Mink Coats. I wont go into detail about how she used Mink Coats to torment me, but Im thinking you probably Know !
I am 60 this year and simply LOVE fur. I have spent about £50,000 on top quality mink and fox coats over the years. Sadly fur seems to have gone out fashion in the UK. My ex-wife wore fur for 20 years then stopped saying they were too glamorous. This upset me. I still wear fur and typically get a very positive response wherever I go. I would love to hear from any other fur fans.
I am a fur coat fetishist. Yes, I learned to masturbate with fur when I was 12. Yum! It was my secret. My mother had a beautiful muskrat coat that she did not wear anymore, so it became my passion to masturbate with it. I was also turned on by seeing young men in suede jackets, some of them wearing sexy fedora hats. This was about 1959 when men wore hats regularly. Sexy looking men turned me on in addition to my fur coat pleasure. Now, I am old and still enjoy sex with my furs. What fun! I do not know anyone who wants to share this pleasure with me. About five years ago I connected with a married man in Manhattan who had acquired a large collection of fur coats. We talked on the phone and exchanged emails, but we never met. He got ticked off at me because I tried to help him extricate himself from a trapped marriage wherein he had to continue working in order to support his parasitic son. His wife did not care about all of his furs, though, and he had some beauties, more furs than he had room to store them. I wish we had stayed in contact.
I,m very much in the same mould as the above, in my early 50’s now, and a lifelong fur lover.
Loving furs has definitely affected my relationships, I remain single, and am likely to remain so. I could not possibly live with someone who didn’t love furs. I could not live a lie like that, Ive tried, but it usually ends in disaster.. Looking back, I think my fur addiction started when I was around 9 or 10. It was a bitter winter, around 1978/9,we didn’t have central heating, and I slept in an attic. We used to put old coats on the bed for extra warmth.. I was given a rabbit coat, which my mother hated, and used to snuggle up in that. I loved that coat. The smell of it even then excited me.. fast forward 35 years, I now have mink and Fox blankets,
A small but choice collection of mink lined leather coats. Not having any dependants, I have worked away globally for decades now, and have the income to indulge my passion for furs.
I’m friends with a couple of furriers, who understand my genuine interest and love of fur, and I commission one or two items a year.
Fur is a bit like marmite. You either “get” fur or you don’t.
I love all aspects of real fur, it’s touch, feeling and smell. I like reversible furs too, the suede leather side of a pelt is exciting to me also.
Who on here Would not love to put on a gorgeous ankle length dark ranch mink coat? Be enveloped in that beautiful soft fur?
To me, everybody has a weakness for something.
Mine happens to be fur.
Anyone want to make some adult fur films let me know I’m very interested
I have always been and ever shall be a lover of Furs, though my preferences of Fur are strictly for Rabbit. I have two jackets(one Jet Black 4XL, and a XL hooded Dark Brown). My wife is not really a Fur lover like me, though she does have a full-lentgh Light-Brownish Mink for her size(she is 4’9″ tall). My experience with Furs came from my Mother who had a mutli-patched Rabbit jacket which I loved to see on her shoulders back when I was a small boy. I hope to hear(or see) from others from here. Maybe sometim chat with you(all).
Thank you for reading this and hopefully respond back.
I’ve been trying to get women into fur coats they seem to like it when I wear them
Perhaps a long time since a last comment on this threat.
I recognise myself very well in this threat. I just love fur coats and I own many. I love wrapping myself in fur an my preference is for women’s coats. I love them long an ample. Mink and sheared beaver are my favorites. I have been able to share this passion with very few people. I can spend hours with my coats and I have gathered a huge collection of fur pics.
I’m like many of the others here, a male growing up from the 50’s on, and
somewhere in the process developing a fondness for furs. Though hitting
its stride in adolescence, I do remember being about 6 years old, and
visiting a neighbor friends of the same age. At each visit I would ask
his Mom, or maybe she did it voluntarily, to bring our a bear skin rug
that they owned. I would curl under it somehow play or whatever as
long as I could. But all the while growing up, I’d take every advantage
of seeking a fur, feeling it, or best, sneak putting it on in private.
I’d visit my cousin as a kid and pull her mom’s mink coat and wear it
when she wasn’t home. Or when my parents were away, sneak my mom’s mink
coat up to my room, keep it up there for the duration of their trip and
take it to bed with me at night — then hide it under a raincoat in my
closet by day.
The weather did not lend itself to real fur wearing, so there was no
need for me as a teenager to even expect such a coat – even if I bought
one myself. Plus I was terrified that anyone know of my passion for fear
of being considered feminine. But back then there was no eBay, so old
used fur shops were the only choice. I confessed my addiction to furs to
my college girlfriend and bought her some pretty crappy furs for her to
wear on walks and such.
We became engaged in 1967 and I convinced here to let me buy her a full
length rabbit coat, the rage of the time. That was heaven to have a
real fur coat, that she wore, and that I could enjoy with her!
We were married and a few years later we agreed to buy the $2000 mink
coat being offered by all the department stores. But as fate would
have it, I’d ask her to wear the coat out.. and she thought I wanted the
coat more then she. Not so, but it could appear that way with me being
so obsessed.
Fast forward 20 years, and we were divorced. I still was afraid of
revealing my love of furs to anyone. Several years later I met my
future wife and learned she owned a custom mink coat, and fox jacket. So
she HAD to love furs too.. As it turned out she was open to them and
accepted with some reservation my attraction. I found this the perfect
opportunity to buy my first love since childhood, a raccoon coat!
The problem was where to wear it out. Being full-blown apprehensive, i
started by wearing to my in-laws who were very receptive to the fun
idea. Not long after I decided to wear it to our best friend’s house
for a dinner party, and again, it was the topic of conversation all
night. Finally , I mustered up the courage to wear it to the grocery
store one night. I felt like I was walking around nude– except, no
one cared or even noticed. I struck up a conversation with a man in
line and he didn’t comment either. This totally surprised me. And
during the next shopping trip to Bed, Bath & Beyond, I WAS noticed
— by several women who loved my coat and wanted to trade!
Thus my apprehensions were relieved, and I brought it on vacation to
anywhere cold — and by then — the various furs I then had purchased for
my new wife…