So out of all the kinks I’ve developed over the years, big and small, the biggest and oldest one I’ve got is my fur fetish. Not furries, just the *feeling** and look of fur on a woman*

That can range from coats to vests to jackets to stoles to blankets. As long as it’s fur I’m down. And recently, I’ve been sharing that kink with a FWB and she’s been getting into it more and more. To the point that she’s looking at pictures of furs or fur fetish porn on her own without any encouragement from me!

And man oh man I’d forgotten how hot it is to see that happen. It’s like a heightened form of a foreplay. If I had to guess why, I’d say it’s because, as a kid discovering my kink, I felt so isolated and weird for not fitting into what “normal” boys were into. I was afraid I’d be rejected, with visceral disgust, if/when a hypothetical girlfriend found out. So now acceptance and reciprocity when it comes to sharing kinks is a a turn on for me!