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[Continuosly updated!] My collection of vintage leather gloves - My joys, my experiences and lots of "leather lust"!

Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2020 4:41 pm
by VintageLeather
Hello and greetings, or "Grüß Gott" as we say in Germany. After a long while of just lurking, I want to start a project that I often started and discarded again. I am a collector and massive enthusiast of vintage leather gloves. And each pair that I own offers something that I like, ranging from normal everday's life situations up to pure pre-cum ejaculating and sweat-inducing "leather lust" moments. If you are a fan of soft lamb leather and supple kidskin gloves, you are in the right spot.

The motivation here is to get it off of my chest and inspire some of you (vintage) leather glove fans out there, and this will of course be a bit "dirty" once in a while. I try to be as gentleman as I can be, but after several minutes of grabbing into that tender leather of 60-year old vintage gloves or sniffing in the scent of two generations of women's sweat and perfume that are taken over by the pure silk lining - then you will also see a bit of my pre-cum and sweat.

The point is that I keep uploading a new pair of gloves once in a while by adding it as a new post. I hope this works out right and I hope I get the one or other person's penis stiff as well when I glide into finest gloves, pleasing my skin with silk and enclade my hands, wrists and arms with soft and tender kidskin leather that is so tender and soft it will roll up into massive and deep wrinkles in order to follow my movements and needs....

I am most probably very different to the average user or reader here as soft leather is a part of my life. It's a way of life, a way to express my style. I mean by that: I am an absolute leather enthusiast and leather gloves are the gems amongst the leather items. For example, I sit on a Chesterfield wingchair made of 100% leather - even at the sides and back, where many manufacturer often use fake shit. But still, I highly value gloves, despite being so small items compared to sofas and chairs. Leather gloves are often a conenctration of the finest materials - softest leather and most comfortable lining - on such an important piece of clothing (see next paragraph). Thus I have several reasons why leather gloves are so important for me, and also one trigger which I fondly remember (and also causes my penis to turn stiff when I just think back to that moment...). Oh yes, just to make it clear in the beginning: I am a male and I also dress like that. But I wear lady's vintage gloves - the older, the better!

LEATHER GLOVES AS A WAY OF LIFE
Yes. Finest leather gloves - to me - bear so many layers of input and information which the "regular person" do not catch. There is a reason why there exist(ed) an entire glove etiquette with basic instructions ("Do not shake hands when...") up to the secret codes ("If a lady does X with her left glove, the man might (not) follow her" etc.).

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Retrowaste.com

Just to avoid repeating myself over and over, but I am going into the "Dark Casual" direction (people might label it as "Gothic", but it's actually much tamer and more suitable for everday's life) and it was a no-brainer that leather gloves are important. But I never actually asked "why". So I put again some effort to explore beyond the banality of our handwear.

In medieval times, a glove could be as important as a letter when worn by a powerful person before - basically as a substitute of his or her very own hand. On portraits, it is important if a lady wears one glove on or off, if it's on the table or in her hand. Gloves are very powerful and temperature protection is only one and probably the most recognizable reason. But no, there are many different vibes and actual circumstances about gloves. It's fascinating, and there exist even entire books and studies which are absolutely fascinating and basically made my love to wear gloves even stronger. Some of them are a good read on my tablet while having a cold drink:

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A few of my interesting glove studies. It's super fascinating how profound the glove history is! (And on a side note, even the "importance" of the wearers smell that are taken by leather gloves has been discussed in two of the works - a side fetish of mine!)

And even in my appartment, there are leather-gloved gentlewomen hanging above my 100% leather Chesterfield sofa:

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Several works by famous photographers like Horst P. Horst or Erwin Blumenfeld cover my walls. I purchased those high-quality prints directly from the Condenast store, the publisher behind the VOGUE magazine! The others are vintage ads simply printed out in a copyshop which adds a bit to the shabby look of these often 60-year old photographies.

So I hope you understand what I mean now. Blunt fetish stuff turns me off. Also, anything you can buy today (or the last 20 years) is below my standards. Once you looked at, wore or touched finest vintage leather gloves yourself, you will understand.

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Close-up of one of my finest leather gloves from the 1970s - they are made of leather so tender that it feels like I am grabbing into jelly!

And despite I get some drops of my pre-cum or my sweat on the surface of my precious vintage lady's gloves once in a while, my valuable collection is usually clean. I do sometimes get "intimate" with my gloves, but in 99% of the time, I genuinely enjoy everything else about them.

Re: [Continuosly updated!] My collection of vintage leather gloves - My joys, my experiences and lots of "leather lust"!

Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2020 4:43 pm
by VintageLeather
THE CIRCUMSTANCES / THE SITUATION BEFORE
Nobody in family wore leather, nor gloves. In retrospect, this is very odd. As a kid we had garbage gloves if we wore them at all; mittens actually. Terrible, cheap, nasty ones that I did not like to wear, except for snowballfights. They were yellow and blue, looked like a bus seat (Hey, it was the 90s!) and had a huge plastic "GoreTex" logo on it. The absolute turn-off (now while typing, it's weird how I ended up with a glove fetish/kink). And since neither my grandmothers nor aunts - usually the ones that own fine leather gloves from the 50s, 60s or 70s - wore gloves, I never actually had the opportunity to see how beautiful and stylish leather-gloved hands can be..

So what does it take then to introduce me to the world of tender leather gloves? A random woman in the bus...

THE OLD GENTLEWOMAN IN THE BUS
It was a cold and dark afternoon. The streets where white and I was waiting for the bus to the suburbs. I, and the crowd next to me, were coming from the mall. Next to me was a very noble, old woman - at this point I did not notice, but I will explain her looks (that burnt into my brain!) that I would realize later in the bus: A smaller lady wearing almost all clichés of a wealthy woman: A long, black fur coat (not necessarily fur, but her entire look was very 60s/70s, probably real fur), brown leather boots, a hat with a net over her wrinkly face. She had red lipstick on and looked like a happy, friendly lady coming from a café with her elderly friends. She surely did not need to take the bus, but maybe she is a widow (with her age that's plausible) or wanted to be independent. A happy, small version of Meryl Streep's character in "The Devil Wears Prada".

As the bus arrives, it was packed as usual. I was moved further and further down the row of seats, and the old lady too. After the shoving ends and the doors close, I reach for the handrail. It was dark due to the condensation of the windows and the old NEOPLAN metrobusses had a very dim light. As I blindly reached for the handrail above my heads, my right hand was in a complication: As I was about to enclose my fingers over the tube-like rail, I could not do so. Well, I did, but it was not the rail - I actually grabbed the old lady's left hand. She was already holding onto the rail as I did so blindly, and that was THE moment that would change my life. (Typing this down gets me hard already as I feel and relive the situation again..). Imagine her hand on the handrail and now my slightly bigger hand over her: My fingertips would grab into her hand while my palm would feel the area around her knuckles. And exactly these areas - my fingertips and my palm - had intense contact with the old lady's hand. But as it was a noble and rich woman, she wore only the best money could buy; her decade-old clothes that were her companions trough her life. Including her handwear.. The woman wore gloves to protect her wrinkled hands from the nasty cold temperatures, and thus I actually grabbed the gloved hand of the lady...

My right, bare hand's fingers and palm had contact with her left, gloved hand - and I felt not only the warmth of the lady's hand trough the glove. No, I had this sensational feeling inside me. A feel of sudden arousal and lust: As I touched her gloved hand, the skin of my fingertips and a large area of my palm had contact with such a super soft, absolutely irrisistably supple leather! The lady wore decade-old gloves made of black, ultra-tender leather! And I grabbed right into that. . . .

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The unmeasurable arousal of the unexpected touch of tender leather gloves.

I excused myself and she was a bit baffled for a brief moment - I basically grabbed her gloved hand full-force - but she smiled and moved a bit forwards. Now I took a closer look at her, but I could not get rid of this feel inside my head: The touch of the warm, soft leather. I stared at her gloved hand still holding on to the handrail, and I never touched such a great material before. Also, the style, the noblesse of the old lady, burnt into my head. Her leather gloves were wrinkled and stretched at the same time where needed, outlining her slender fingers perfectly, covering them in black leather individually; I could see the suppleness of her leather gloves. As I still have the haptics of it on my skin, I added it up in my brain and concluded: I want more!

I have in total 7 stops to travel, and it was already stop 4 or 5, I had not much time. Every bus stop, she could leave! I stared at her hands, now BOTH are held up in the air to give her grip. The sleeves rolled down a bit and I could see her gloves in full. As I could get a glimpse of the entry of her gloves - as I looked from below - I saw the gloves are richly lined, which means she must've felt comfortable and warm inside them! Warmth and cozyness inside for her hands, encased in beautiful and soft leather for others to get jealous by just looking at her hands. The leather was pitch-black, but smooth enough to reflect the dim bus light a bit, causing a seductive shadowplay on her hands: Everytime she moved, the soft leather crinkled up or stretched to follow her movement while protecting her perfectly. And each time, the darkness and the light created a new look on her hands which look like this:

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Soft leather create deep wrinkles which in return cause lights and shadows. The soft leather moves with the wearer's hand, creating a beautiful, random pattern of light and shadow as well as a very individual leather surface (wrinkled or stretched). All that while keeping the wearer protected.

I died in envy!

3 stops before I had to leave, there is a commercial area and some offices. People behind me were getting ready to leave, and the old lady in front of me noticed. She shoved a crowd forwards to make room for the other passengers to leave. She held her hand now stretched out, but this time in a 45° angle, and did a 270° move clockwise. This way she stood safe yet people could leave trough the bus' door. I needed to make room and followed. And here is the ridiculous part where I think a god exists: Her right, gloved hand was exactly at the height of my face. This time I could see the patina and beautiful leather texture of her gloves. As if she is teasing me on purpose, this is what I stared at while people were slowly leaving the bus behind me:

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The surface of leather can tell a lot about its quality without the need to be touched. This right here is a close-up of very soft and supple leather, another pair of my collection. It comes very close to what I saw at at the gloved hand of the lady right in front of my eyes.

My heartbeat was pumping and as I noticed the stream of leaving passengers was getting less and less, I took the opportunity. I acted as if I need to make more room and moved towards the old lady - which was not facing me - and as I need to have my own space on the handrail, I acted like I am searching for one by slowly moving up my hands. In the heat of the action, the old lady did not notice (or maybe she did but did not mind, as we Germans are kinda rough when moving in these situations like a crowded bus), I slowly swept my left hand over her glove. With "slowly" I mean 2 or 3 seconds. These seconds were so incredibly amazing that I remember I had to swallow and was heavily breathing, my heartbeat pumped so much I could hear it. And it was such a celestial feel! Also, I looked at what I was doing, so seeing the beautiful leather surface being slowly touched by my fingers was such a satisfying feeling! I also made the leather of her right glove wrinkle up for a brief moment when my fingertips rode along. The best moment within was when I got semi-stuck in a deep, super tender leather wrinkle. Needless to say, her right glove was made of equally soft leather as her left one, and as my fingers got stuck, the absolute tenderness of her right, black leather glove I felt on my fingertips was so amazing that I had to withhold a moan!!

I also like how I basically made both of my hands touch both of her gloves: First it was my right hand and her left gloved hand, this time my bare left hand touched penis-stiffening soft leather of her right glove. I felt complete but weirdly exhausted. As I left and walked home, I watched the bus driving away.. I did not know that this old, beautiful lady was indirectly kindling my "sweet bane".

The combination of the gloves and the old-fashioned lady is the reason why I love "grandma gloves" so much. It's this special taste and quality from a time long ago that I enjoy to bring into the present times. Because one thing is certain: Finest leather gloves never go out of fashion!

DEVELOPMENT OF THE FASCINATION FOR LEATHER GLOVE OVER THE NEXT YEARS
The incident with the old lady was something that I forgot about at first shortly after I left the bus. My hormones - still a young teenager without fully developed sexual featuers - cooled down and thus my brain took over again. But soon, this arousal would come back. As I dry humped my matress, I always remembered her. It was not sexual, she was just merely allowing me to touch her gloves in my fantasies. Later, the dryhumping turned into a sticky mess, but the idea was the same: Leather-gloved hands! The beauty of our usually pale, white skin being covered by black, soft animal skin is something that gives me another kick.

The next winters were interesting, as I watched out for gloved ladies. I am still (to this day) communiting with public transport, so when it gets colder, I always look who else is wearing leather gloves. Nowadays, it's rare to find someone else's hands in leather, so I stand out a bit. But back then, before smartphones, it was common that I was standing in the middle section of the bus and scanned the hands on the handrails. And yes, sometimes I spotted an anomaly: amongst 30 bare hands there was that one leather-gloved hand. I usually came closer to the person just to adore them. Other young men bought Playboy magazines, I enjoyed stranger women's leather gloves. Normally it was elderly people wearing them, and I've seen many different leather glove types and styles: The long ones that go deep into the sleeves, the very tightly fitted ones, the smooth ones or with decorative stitchings. The most interesting one was a white-haired lady displaying her gloves in front of me: An image of a bird made out of small stones on the back of her hand. The black leather underneath created a nice contrast, and the lady was surely happy wearing them. I concentrated more on the soft leather wrinkles around her wrist - which caused my leather lust to warm up.

Over the years, I longed more and more to wear such fine and noble leather gloves myself.. It drove me crazy!

But I knew there is more behind the whole thing. Who wears leather on their hands? Self-confident people. Stylish people. People that enjoy high quality items and value craftmanship. Are leather gloves comfortable? They must be when looking how smoothly they follow the wearer's hand, wrist and arm. Leather gloves are very personal items as they take on the wearer's habits and develop an according patina. You buy a pair of fine leather gloves because of the quality, and the right gloves will give this back. If you can see the quality, comfort and style without actually wearing them - it can't get any better.

So I dived more into the background of leather gloves: The history, who wore them, how they developed into a status symbol. I know about glove etiquette. I know that leather gloves could be symbols of might - depending on who wore them before (e.g. a leather glove of a king would be equal to an official letter). The king's hand was in the glove after all, equivalent to his actual hand. Or the times when the ladies wore their gloves during everyday's life.

As I dove into the topic about gloves, I stumbled over many noble, beautiful and wealthy women - and whenever I looked at their hands (or arms), I would see one thing: Super soft leather! Leather gloves in all variations, length, colours and styles. No woman's arm is bare, they are covered in soft leather. Wrinkled leather, smooth leather, black leather, blue leather, brown leather. Some of these leather gloves must've taken over the scent of the owners, making them more attractive. It's teasing so much and by just looking at that, pre-cum would drop into my underwear when looking at these hands - what would I gove to touch and feel just one of these tender leather gloves of unspeakable quality...:

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Soft leather wherever you look! The diversity of styles is amazing! But all conclude into one thing: Tender leather on your hands, over your wrist and arms is an absolute upgrade to any outfit!

It was a no-brainer that I want to have such gloves myself! I love them for all of their aspects! The softness of the leather is a part of it, but when I look at the image above, I see how great soft leather gloves look and how comfortable they must be on my own skin. I need my own pair of vintage lady's gloves on my male hands! They must become a part of my outfit, and as I lean into the dark/gothic range anyways, fine, black leather gloves are perfect!

Re: [Continuosly updated!] My collection of vintage leather gloves - My joys, my experiences and lots of "leather lust"!

Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2020 4:44 pm
by VintageLeather
THE MAGICAL MOMENT OF BUYING MY FIRST VINTAGE LADY'S GLOVES -- or: WHY LADIES GLOVES ARE SO INCREDIBLY MUCH BETTER THEN MEN'S -- or: HOW TO RELEASE CUM WITHOUT TOUCHING THE PENIS AT ALL

[INTRODUCING: MY "KAISER" GLOVES]

When I was 17, earning my first own money, I tried to purchase my first pair of gloves. Finally, the day has come! Well, yes, emphasis on "tried". As I went to the mall (the same where it all started), I was absolutely disappointed: The men's gloves did not fit! My hands are too feminine and the overall quality of men's gloves is so shit that I actually felt a bit of disgust. Primitive, too big, ugly seams, huge logos like "HUGO BOSS" on them. What a shit! Where are the long, super thin ones that snug around my hand like a second skin? I even tried women's gloves, and while they were much better in fit - the leather was disgusting. China crap all over. 60€ gloves felt and looked like coated in plastic and Peccary for 150€ was ugly and again a huge turn-off. No gloves for me, which caused my kink to grow farther this winter.

Until in 2017, I finally had the great idea: I could secretly look for used, old gloves on eBay. This way I can try lady's gloves and probably find old pair of the quality I can not buy in the present time. The results on eBay Germany were basically correct but the items for sale were not what I was looking for. I tried for months, even the search algorhythm suggested me "used vintage gloves" even when I looked for electronics. But one fateful day, the suggestion brought a listing that drew my attention...

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Original shop image on eBay. I took this out of my confirmation mail. "Nappa leather gloves by Kaiser, size 8, black".

Oh my god! Just from the very quick glimpse I gave them I knew it is the same look that caused my fetish to rage when I randomly spot gloves like that in the bus or at the supermarket checkout. My heartbeat started to go very fast. So I clicked on it, the main page loaded and because my mouse was hovered over the image, it showed this image in its full size, almost all of my 27" monitor was covered with this penis-stiffening image of softest leather gloves:

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This is the other original eBay shop image. I just remember that my penis turned stiff like a board within seconds! Beautiful leather gloves right in my face in oversize!

FACTS:
  • Name: The "KAISERs"
  • Length: Wrist-long gloves (2 button length)
  • Type: Winter gloves
  • Style: Beautiful way to protect from very cold days while wearing soft and tender leather!
  • Vintage: Yes
  • Price: 10,- €
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  • Outer material: 100% Leather (Lamb)
  • Inner material: 100% Wool
  • Colour of the leather: Black
  • Colour of the lining: Créme
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  • Condition: Perfect!
  • Smell main material: Leather aroma; gets stronger when warm/worn.
  • Smell lining: Vintage wool (you might know what I mean) but a bit sweaty when warm. Previous owner left her sweat by wearing them for decades I guess.
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  • Haptics: Super supple and smooth, upon touch, my fingers sink gently into the leather. This feeling is enhanced by the rich lining.
  • Gets my penis stiff by... just looking at them! Especially the embellishment is a main reason for that! Touching, no, sinking into the tender leather however is a new level of arousal! Who needs Viagra when I can touch these gloves?
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The description was an absolute tease: "Size 8. Fine, used gloves made of black, very soft leather." Nothing else. I mean, what else to type, they are gloves. But the emphasis on "black, very soft leather" made my penis throb in leather lust.

Not only that, but the seller has a title of nobility (as I saw while transfering the money), which means the previous owner was a noble person as well, of course only wearing soft leather gloves on her hands! So I could expect high quality gloves!
The embellishment was exactly the grandma-style that I loved (see chapter above) but could seemingly never have myself as I am a guy and this style of gloves was out of bounds. Beautiful gloves made of "black and very soft leather" for a mere 10€... Can it be true?! If I let these gloves go, I'd hate myself for the rest of my life!

As these were my first lady's gloves, I was unsure but eventually hit "Buy Now!". "You bought this item" - Finally, my dream might come true. My own pair of embellished vintage leather gloves! I had to wank my penis down after looking back and forth at both shop images. As I received the seller's "Your item has been shipped" mail later I had to wank down another boner...

I totally forgot that I purchased the used gloves of an old woman and when the thick letter in the mail arrived, I remembered immediately. Because my hormones were on normal level, I took the stuffed envelope in my appartment and was kinda unsecure, almost puzzled why I did that. I mean, think about it: A 27-year old male with a goatee and not even the slightest wish to be a woman (e.g. cross-dress) purchased the old, used leather gloves that scream "grandmother". Would I wear them in public? Could I stand the looks that I might get? Why did I do that? I should just use those large, ugly men's gloves --- No! Never! That's why I purchased them! Do they fit? Maybe they are not even as special as I expect them to be. Questions over questions, and mostly: I questioned myself.

The envelope was very small, the gloves must've fit just in it, as it was very bulgy. Also, it was covered in sticky tape for water resistance I guess, so I had to carefully put a hole into the package. I ripped a small hole open and I was very curious, so I put my index finger into the hole of the envelope without seeing anything. Of course, my finger had very soon contact with my new gloves. And this feel can be described as a shower of awesomeness that I felt throughout my body, very similar to the feel when the bus incident happend. My index finger literally sank into the leather of the glove. I could not believe it and drew a few circles inside the envelope - the gloves still packed in darkness. Absolutely fascinating! So I came closer to the hole to peak into it and then the second rush overcame me: Trough the tiny hole, the absolute lust-inducing scent of leather exploded right into my nose! The gloves must've contaminated the whole envelope with their aroma, and it was released in strong breezes trough the hole. I still remember that I had to sit down because my blood was being sent into my genitals.. As I opened up the envelope much enough to reveal the entire glove, it was now the eyes that beheld the sight of awe-inspiringly beautiful gloves. The embellishment, the overall visual suppleness and the scent - these are not gloves, these are treasures!

As they laid flat, still layered one above the other, in the envelope, I again put my index finger right into the center of one of my "KAISER" gloves. I let an image speak for itself what happened:

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My index finger has contact with absolutely breathtakingly soft and heavenly tender leather!! At the same time, the scent of leather unfolded! The pitch-black lamb leather has also one of the best textures I've seen (and touched)!

Uff! I remember being overwhelmed on my bed. All the doubts were gone! I carefully took them out of the package as if I am holding a baby and put them flat on the table, spread the leathery twins so I could see both the left and the right glove with their embellishment in full glory. I was SO HAPPY you can't image!!


Now they just need to fit. I don't care to wear them in the public I promised myself bravely. Such beauties! As I picked the left glove up, the gloves go into the next stage of seducing me:

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These gloves are absolutely feathery! Despite being lined with wool, they are almost non-existant when picked up. The black leather is so extremely soft that the glove is literally worming around my thumb.

At this moment I really started to shake in anticipation. I opened up the glove, looking at the wool lining and hoped so much my fingers and hands would fit in.

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The lining is surprisingly thick and warm - you never expect the gloves to have such a rich material inside! Also, the logo of the company that will be responsible for so many cum-soaked boxershorts!


I slowly and gently pulled the left "KAISER" glove over my hand - and it fit!! YES, YES, YES!!
When I looked down my left hand, I remembered that the tip of my penis turned sticky - the look alone caused a droplet of pre-cum to be ejaculated!

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My left hand clad in black leather! You can see the tenderness of my left "KAISER" glove without even touching it!

Same procedure with the right glove. I was shaking so much and my heartbeat felt like jolting my whole body! After all those years..! Of course, the right glove fits as perfect as the left one.

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If you would shake my hand while I am gloved in my "KAISERs", you'd grab into extremely supple lamb leather!

After making some fists and other moves to see how the wearing comfort actually is, I was so extremely excited! Imagine, me, after all those years of longing to wear such finest leather garments myself and thought I'd never be able to so. This mix of my kink/fetish absolutely raging, the comfort of the now-warm gloves and the looks combine to a cocktail that might come close to an orgasm. I turend my hands so the window is on the right side, folded my hands up to display the beautiful embellishment to be fully seen and I saw that:

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The absolute beauty! The soft leather wrinkles up deeply or stretches where needed, the comfort inside these gloves is so extremely high, the lining is warm and the gloves just follow my movement as if I wear almost nothing. The sublime leather quality causes this beautiful light and shadow on top of the soft, smooth leather, creating a mix of pure darkness and the ambient light. My fingers look like "Twix" chocolate bars because the leather of my "KAISER"s is so tender that it would deform like that when I move any parts of my hands. And: The strong scent of leather - the gloves are now warm, inreasing the aroma!

This is the absolute revelation of pure joy and satisfaction! The craftmanship, the style, the fit, the high-quality materials! I can understand so well why people wear leather gloves. This can only be achieved by purchasing only the finest of the finest!


So my leather lust was on maximum level as you can imagine! After finishing to admire them on my hands, I pulled one of them off to examine the embellishment of my gloves. "KAISER" gave these gloves a very unique and beautiful decoration that go all from the entry of the glove to the fingertips. If you look closer, you can see it's also made of leather:

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The embellishment are done in a technique that, as far as I know, is called "quilting". The main material - the black leather - is being pushed together and then sewn. This way, the seam is almost invisible (you can see it if you look very carefully!) and the glove's aesthetics are not disturbed - it's 100% black leather, something you want when purchasing, well, black leather gloves!

These "leather vines" or "leather spaghettis" are soft - they are made of the same hide like the whole glove anyways - and even draw subtle shadows. I've never even remotely seen this level of quality and craftmanship on men's gloves. However, touching these leather spaghettis is a heavenly feel as it has a seductive haptic:

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Riding along my "KAISER"s embellishment means touching soft leather on top of a soft leather glove! It's an extreme pleasure to do so! Because my leather lust was still raging, putting bare two fingers of my right hand on top of my left, still gloved hand caused a rush of hormonal sensation inside me. I was moving both fingers up and down twice and each time I did so, a drop of pre-cum wettened my boxershorts!

In general, riding along the "KAISERS" tender leather is a sure boner within seconds! Please note that I really just gently hover over the glove and this is what it looks like!
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Each second my fingertip touches my right "KAISER" glove, I ejaculate a small bit of pre-cum, almost like a leaky faucet. And I mean it. The feel of the black, super soft lamb leather combined with the warmth I feel on my right hand and the smell of leather is an explosive cocktail for any glove and leather enthusiast!

Okay, I will wear them both for a last time and admire their beauty. I need to wank down my penis after that though. It is throbbing in anticipation, despite me having no contact with it at all! I was merely touching and wearing an old woman's pair of leather gloves. At that moment, I looked like that:

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As said before: Having contact with the heavenly tender lamb leather of my "KAISERS" causes continuos sperm to be ejected into my pants. ITS SUCH A PLEASURE! The "KAISER"s belonged to an old gentlewoman before. Now they are in possession of a guy that loves them so much that his underwear is full of cum and sweat when worn!

So I put them both off, sweating and sticky with leather lust cum, ready to get them a nice place somewhere prominent in my appartment. And then I did this stupid mistake: I grabbed both of them with a bit of force...

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My both thumbs sink into the irresistably soft leather of the still warm gloves. I feel like I am grabbing into pudding or something, but no, it's the softest leather you can imagine. As I moved my thumbs a bit back and furth, the tender leather just followed like cookie dough. Right that moment, I was ejaculating uncontrolled. And it appeared to never stop! All the sweaty leather lust that built up was released! I have not touched my penis at all -. these fine vintage gloves, made of black lamb leather, made me cum free-handed!

RATIONAL CONCLUSION ABOUT THE "KAISERS"
The "KAISERS" are extremely and exclusive leather gloves. You can't buy "KAISER" gloves in any store - at least none that I know of. When I put them on, I proudly display them. I've gotten many stares, but I like it. Maybe it's some kind of reversed exhibitionism - I love it when people look at my leather-gloved hand, because I break with taboos. Yes, these leather gloves belong to a man with:

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I am also pretty lucky that I have such slender and feminine arms and hands, so I can wear them without problem. The style they give my outfit - no matter if it's casual in my blue MUCHMORE work jacket when communiting home from work, being reminded of the luxury I wear on my hands when I accidently take a glimpse of them...
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...or when I wear my "gothic" leather stuff:
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It is a sign that these decade-old gloves from a noble gentlewoman are never going out of fashion. Unfortunately, since they are so thickly lined, they are too "fat" (which is hard to say as they are thin and supple, but compared to my other gloves, the "KAISERS" are surely fully-blown winter gloves) to do everyday's life things. Bigger things like the padlock on my locker at work is no problem, and also here I like it when my colleagues stare at my leather-clad hand:
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In general, you can't argue against their extremely high quality, the extremely soft leather and timeless visual beauty:
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They are a piece of art for the hands. This is what gloves should be like. For everyone. I got them for a mere 10 Euros!

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My first pair of vintage gloves was a direct hit! So much joy and leather lust these have caused while actually beautifying my hands and protecting me from the cold. I tried to contact the previous owner, but her shop was empty. Maybe she died or moved to a retirement home. I will wear her beautiful gloves in honour and enjoy their style, warmth, comfort and, of course, their heavenly tender leather!

Re: [Continuosly updated!] My collection of vintage leather gloves - My joys, my experiences and lots of "leather lust"!

Posted: Mon Sep 06, 2021 6:37 pm
by VintageLeather
THIS PAIR OF LEATHER GLOVES IS WHAT I SECRETLY DREAMED OF FOR ALMOST TWO DECADES!

[INTRODUCING: MY "FLOWER GLOVES"]

At first, I wanted to introduce two other pairs first, but a couple of weeks ago, I purchased a pair of gloves I almost skipped because the shop image looked like it was satin at first. Their name is coming from their very obvious floral cut-out embellishment. And this innocent pair of gloves is the reason for so many sticky droplets in my underwear...

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FACTS:
  • Name: The "FLOWER GLOVES"
  • Length: Lower-Arm (6 button length) - 32cm (12.5inches)
  • Type: Gala / Opera / Allround Gloves
  • Style: Innocent and quirky while also seductive by revealing the wearer's bare skin!
  • Vintage: Yes
  • Price: 16,- €
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  • Outer material: 100% Leather (Kidskin / Goat)
  • Inner material: Unlined (Suede)
  • Colour of the leather: Black
  • Colour of the interieur: Black
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  • Condition: Vintage perfect!
  • Smell main material: 75% Leather, 20% Sweat, 5% Cold Tobacco
  • Smell lining: See above.
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  • Haptics: Penis-stiffening goat leather awesomeness. Due to the wear, it has become even better!!
  • Gets my penis stiff by... either looking at them because I can see my own pale skin through the cut-out portions or by gliding along the tender goat leather with my finger(s)...
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THIS PAIR OF LEATHER GLOVES IS WHAT I SECRETLY DREAMED OF FOR ALMOST TWO DECADES!
I AM OFTEN GETTING "ENCHANTED" (STUNLOCKED) BY THESE FANTASTIC LEATHER GLOVES, SEE THIS POST!!

[A LONG DESIRE CAME TRUE!]


This particular purchase makes me so incredibly happy whenever I see, touch or wear them I will add my personal joy-bringers to this answer.

They complete my style, they make me feel happy and they also got me the needed self-esteem and thus improved my life, made me appreciate old-fashioned items more both in terms of style and quality, made me a partial cross-dresser and find myself another look. I absolutely love my pair of fine, long vintage gloves that belonged to a noble, stylish, elderly gentlewoman before.

Not only did I ever want to own and wear something like this, they fit my hands as if tailored especially for me, they are incredibly comfortable to wear and the best thing is -They are made of extremely (!!) soft leather:

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My gloves are both made of 100% Kidskin Leather; Finest quality and pitch-black! It is a pleasure to wear - and to touch! 60 years of wear and a generally very high production quality made these gloves even better. The moment you have contact with my gloves, your fingertip(s) will literally sink into the heavenly tender leather!

Now I could hear someone saying: “What’s the big deal? There are plenty of such gloves available”! Well, no. Not at least here. And that was preventing me from fulfilling my ever-growing dream to see my own hands (and forearms) in such gloves myself. Until some particular eBay listing…

But why is there such a huge desire for me to own such gloves? It all started during my early teenage years in the new millenium. The old ladies wore such long, fine leather gloves themselves often and displayed them at the supermarket check-out while fishing for coins. Or at the restaurant, when they would unglove and their never-ending leather gloves would be laid on the table for display. And, last but not least, I got some of them displayed right into my face during busrides when the ladies were holding onto the rails whilst wearing their fine leather gloves - all while I had shrill 90s mittens that were horrible. Seeing the soft leather of their gloves perfectly outlining those lady’s hands and their fingers enable them for their daily tasks made so envious while I did not even have individual fingers inside my mittens and could do jack while I wore them!!

So close, yet so far away:
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This is what I was (and still are) fascinated with and longed for in envy : Lovely leather gloves with a cut-out - timeless and stylish! While the ladies wore and enjoyed such gloves, I had my mittens that looked like a bus seat cover.. I dreamed of touching their leather-gloved hands "somehow", maybe even feeling the lady's bare skin through the holes by "accident" of course....

Fast Foward 18 years!
eBay was giving me the most random “vintage” suggestions, showing me old umbrellas, carpets and such things. Until one particular day in mid-2021, these suggestions showed up:

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The whole outfit of an elderly lady!

Obviously, I was caught by the gloves to the left, but they were satin. The fact it was a complete set with handbags, various (real!) fur hats, muffs, beautiful garbs and other several-decade-old items made me assume that this is the wardrobe of such a lady I was envious about for almost two decades. Maybe clearing the household or, as harsh as that sounds, deceased. But it makes sense that as time passes, that generation of ladys wearing such leather gloves as their everyday accessoire starts to fade from life…(I tried hard to find a tasteful explanation, could not come up with something better).

Anyways, despite it’s a pair of satin gloves, I still clicked onto the gloves. The big picture showed up and I liked what I saw: A floral embellishment with large cut-out areas, showing the skin of the wearer, exactly what I was looking for. But this time, the seller is from Munich, which is just 100km (60 miles) from my own home. No imports, no customs. But satin, nah.. I was sadly about to click away until I scrolled down to the item description and my heartbeat started to race. It said, in German: “Material: Leder.” What? Leather??

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(Original description) Used: Item has been worn. Material: Leather. Size: M. Colour: Black. Length: Long/Opera.

I scrolled up again to the pictures and saw it when looking closely at the fingers - yes, they are made of leather! The reason for my confusion was the blur on the image that took away almost every detail of the leather texture, basically smoothen the image out so it looked like fabrics. The other images were terrible, too, so no real information about the condition to gather. But they were made of black leather and had a floral embellishment.. And I wanted them SO BAD!

Only 1 day left! The size just said “M”, but I tried my luck. Placed a bet, all went fine. Until the last 15 minutes. Six other bidders showed up and the price went up further and further. Euro for Euro it increased each time I pressed F5. The battle was won when I eventually entered an unhealthy amount, but luckily, they stopped to keep bidding soon. And I won. I purchased them!

Only two days later, the mail arrived. One thick letter from Munich! I was so nervous, because this is either now a hit or miss! After all those years! The envelope was actually a cardboard one and impossible to open from the sides as it was taped shut. Since the gloves seemed to fill out the whole thing, I had to carefully tear away the cardboard. As I had a small hole in the strong cardboard envelope, there was a piece of thin paper which I also had to open. I could not see anything yet, so I took a whiff from that hole. Cold cigarette smoke. The seller or the lady wearing these gloves before were smoking a lot, but that does nothing to me as it underlines the vintage character. I wanted to keep fumbling away that damn cardboard but my curiousity let me put a finger into the hole in the envelope. Obviously, I had immediately contact with one of the gloves.. and I could not believe what I just touched!!

(This is the actual “unboxing” image so to speak and the moment my dream comes true - I took it right after my initial touch and just opened the envelope a bit more for visual reasons)
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As soon as I put my index finger into the still almost closed envelope, I had contact with one of my new gloves - and I was blown away! With my fingertip, I touched the softest, most supple leather I could ever dream of!

As I opened up the envelope (as seen in the image), I could also see the envy-inducing beauty of the 60-year old goat leather. The combination of both the look and the touch of this tender leather made my heartbeat racing!

This was basically the moment where “the game was on”. I carefully opened up the envelope further, as if I am opening a tomb of a Pharaoh. Haha! Soon, both gloves laid there in their full glory, and I was ready to get them out of their shipping device. As I did that, grabbing each glove individually, I once again sunk into the extremely soft leather! And I could not believe what I held in my hands! As I enjoyed what I saw, I wanted to inspect the gloves for their condition. And then it happened: I physically yelled out a loud “Woooow!!”: Until that point, the gloves were still folded, but in a way the middle portion would disappear. I saw the entry and the fingers and thought that’s it. No, it was not. Suddenly, both gloves unfolded, ending up double the size with a “flap” sound. The gloves measure 32cm (12.5inch)! I might have been fooled by the images on ebay, but they are so long, reaching almost up my elbow!!

While I hold them both in my hands, I noticed their fantastic and high-end handling. They are light-weight and “flappy”, yet still something you can trust to protect you. When holding them, I can describe it a bit like you have two moist yet warm tissues in your hand - with the addicting touch of softest leather! Can it get any better?!

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Don’t get fooled by the bad angle: These gloves are “endless”! I had to hold them like that else they would “flap” back behind my hand due to their suppleness.

I hold something in my hands I’d never thought I’d own myself. I kept checking the gloves up and down to find any problems with them, but all seams are intact, there are no damages apart from the typical wear and are in a perfect vintage condition.

Now the most important part: Would they fit me? The gloves start very broad and bell-shaped but get smaller and closer to the end. That was where my previous attempts with other gloves failed - I would simply get stuck in the middle due to my slightly larger, male proportions. Gloves this long need to fit not only my fingers and hands, but also my lower arm. So I took a deep breath, opened the right glove up the maximum and put my right arm in the entry of the glove - I just need to pull the glove up my arm from there. Now it would be decided if these precious gloves fit me. Using my left arm to gently and slowly pull the glove up - and then something overwhelmingly exciting happened: I glid into the glove. I literally am gliding into the glove, centimeter for centimetre, withe easy. And then the magic happened: As I reached the end of the glove, each of my fingertips touched the end of the glove simultaneously. Or in other words: It fits. It fits absolutely perfect.

In disbelief, I picked up my left glove, but also smoothly glid in there. Just a gentle pull and I see my arm filling out the glove, and I see my pale skin through the floral cut-out reaching deeper and deeper into the glove until my left hand is also perfectly fitting. If this would be something mechanical, a slight “click” would be heard, but as a human being, you could hear me saying “Das gibt’s doch nicht!” - I can’t believe it.

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Each of my ten fingers fit absolutely perfect as if tailored for my very hands. All while clad in the most tender leather you can image! (But I think the picture speaks volumes…). That feeling when my fingers were in the exact same location as the previous lady's fingers while looking at that soft leather - and breathing in the musky scent of these old leather gloves is near-orgasmic!

Making fists, pointing my fingers, picking up keys - I did that with ease; an ease I never had before while being gloved. After being done making all sorts of gestures with my fingers and hands, I just looked down my gloved arms and it was an exciting, magical moment that made my penis throb in joy:
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My dream came true! I am finally wearing pitch-black, perfectly fitting lady’s vintage gloves made of extremely soft leather! And they reach from my fingertips to the middle of my lower arms! Seeing my fingers, hands, wrists and lower arms in these beautifully embellished, absolutely comfortable and incredibly beautiful gloves is something I get overwhelmed every time - and horny!

Owning and fitting in such finest leather gloves is one part of the story, the other problems now are a “me-issue” and a “society-issue”. Remember: I am a guy, and these are quirky grandma leather gloves. How on earth would I combine that in public? Would I even dare to wear them in public in the first place? In the safety of my own home, I would say yes, but if I don’t make it reality, I am almost completely back at Square One: Dreaming about it. Wearing them would make me a cross-dresser - and that, for some reason, hit me hard in the head!…..Aren’t cross-dresser those weird people; the ones people make fun of?! Oh no…

After gently applying leather milk to these old gloves and laying them out flat like the vintage treasure they are for the expensive care to refresh the 6-decade old goat leather of my gloves, I was pondering if I just manouvered myself into a dead end… I switched off the lights for that night, full of joy and mixed feelings if my self-esteem can handle to display them to strangers in public… On the next morning however…

It was a cold and wet morning in August, very unusual here in Germany. It was wet and the morning dew was everywhere. I was about to catch the 6:30 bus and was surprised by the low temperatures. So I decided to choose my hooded pullover. As I grabbed my backpack, I saw my gloves on my bed stand - and quickly pondered. I grabbed them - and simply could not withstand the absolutely soft leather! I had to act quick: If I keep touching these gloves longer, I'd get a stiff penis! The leather milk I applied the night before did a wonderful job at cleaning and nurtering the 60-year old animal hide and made the gloves even softer! “Aww, f*ck it!!” I thought and in a mix of a surprisingly boosted self-esteem and the hurry to catch the bus, I just delightfully glid into my gloves, did a quick check in the mirror and was like: Hey, that works!

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My super casual look that morning - and my new gloves just go well with it!

I left the house and immediately enjoyed my gloves so much!! It would not take long until my leather lust came up...

STYLE AND LOOK

When I purchased those gloves I did that for their quirky style. I just could not imagine how they look like when I actually wear them and how they look like during my everydays life. But as soon as I enjoy them on my skin and my gloves cover my fingertips up to my forearms in black, soft leather, I realized how much fun they will be:

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These leather gloves give every outfit an extravagant look! Black and soft goat leather encasing my hands and arms!

In fact, these gloves are so fantastic and beautiful they often turn to the main attraction if the rest of my outfit is not able to catch up. That’s not a problem though, as our hands are our main tools and thus always in the focus, but these fabulous gloves need an equally great outfit to be “tamed”. Seriously, whatever I do in these gloves, it looks envy-inducing:

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I have never travelled so stylish. Un-gloving is not necessary as the perfect fit and the soft leather keeps my abilities to interact with objects almost as if I wear nothing at all! And yes, sometimes I wear sleeveless or simple T-shirts in combination with these gloves. Even that works surprisingly well, even as a male! When I see myself in these incredibly beautiful and comfortable gloves made of 100% Leather, I sometimes get nasty pre-cum in my boxers.. I just wear them and look at them and still it gets wet and sticky!

Normally though, I wear my gloves with coats or pullovers, so 80% of tem are hidden inside sleeves, so only the upper portion can be seen. That however creates a beautiful and timeless look that goes very well with my “goth” look. Even when I am holding onto my belongings while wearing my noble leather gloves looks fascinating:

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Even the smallest things look noble when wearing such high-end leather gloves: I am holding my umbrella during a busride. Works with canes, too! As the bus moved, the light and shadow changed constantly, creating fanatastic looks on the smooth and wrinkled leather of my gloved hand! Occasionally, I would move my hands closer to my nose to sniff their warm leather scent...

And while the most of the time the full length of my glove is not visible, there are moments when that happens. Picking up something from a supermarket shelf or reaching for the handrail in the bus - as soon as my sleeves roll down, more and more black leather gets revealed:

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My gloves are endless! I like how their extended length make it possible for me to be clad in black leather even in situation like these. That helps to keep a solid and seamless style as the gloves still reach into the sleeve and thus prevent a “disconnected” or “interrupted” look. You'll see nothing but black and tender leather!

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Such an innocent move: Holding my umbrella. The warmth and comfort while I am wearing these gloves add so much to the joy - but if you'd grab into the portion right about my sleeve, you would touch the warm, ultra tender goat leather of my left vintage leather glove!!

Typical for vintage gloves: They are made out of a single piece of animal hide. This means the glovemakers used just the very necessary seams - at the side to keep the glove together, at the side of the fingers and the thumb. But that’s it. Unlike modern gloves, which tend to have several seams visible, my vintage beauties are very “fluid” and simply beautiful and especially very luxurious to look at:

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Both gloves are made of one patch of leather - and thus look so luxurious, “seamless” and “fluid”! They wear as comfortable as they look! *sigh in joy*

The other reason why I adore my gloves is the floral cut-out embellishment. There are several flowers “growing up” the gloves and around them, there is the real eye-catcher: You can see the wearer’s skin through gaps in the glove!! The flowers themselves are obviously made of leather as well, and the threads keeping them together create a beautiful look and display highest level of craftmanship. The embellishment is so rich and goes up my knuckles. The awesomeness of my gloves can be seen from two sides as seen in this mirror image: This is how I (bottom) and others (top) see my gloves. What an intriguing look, god I love it so much!!

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Absolutely timeless and beautiful!! Not only the fact I can see my own skin (or sniff some leather-sweat!) while being gloved, but that the glovemakers went for leather flowers. This perfect mix of quirky-seriousness is an eye-catcher! One little detail love especially: The cut-out reaches partially overy my knuckles - extra vintage-sexy!

Having portions of the wearer’s skin revealed is part of the design of these gloves, even though that comes with its own surprises (see a bit further down). But the ambivalence on many ways gets me every time!

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The leather is warm..and tender...I am gloved all over my lower arm and deeply into my sleeves and you look at softest, pitch-black goat leather over the length of 32cm (12.5inch), covering my bare skin and creating a “distance” between me and my surrounding world - and at the same time, you see my pale skin, vulnerable to touch and environment… Ooh, I love it! :D

These fantastic leather gloves are so versatile: Serious grandma outfit or “gothic” - their style is just so timeless. And I never thought my own hands (and forearms) could look so good!!! I love this style so much and it's such a joy and wet-dreams material!!

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After all those years: These are my arms clad in comfy gloves made of black, ultra tender leather!!

WEARING COMFORT

Once I slip into these gloves, the magic happens - I just feel so incredibly good while wearing them and I get an instant boner! The interiour of both gloves is very comfortable suede that feels just great on my skin while also giving me enough grip. The gloves “lie” on my very skin and move when I do and it feels like a second skin (which is basically very true)! I never thought I'd want to wear gloves constantly, but these long vintage beauties show what a joy it can be to wear the same gloves for hours straight! Which I do by the way, because there is no reason for me to un-glove myself due to the very high level of motoric abilities these glove retain! That is also one of the main reasons to go for leather gloves - the pure comfort:

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Whatever I do, the super soft leather of my gloves follows my movement and either the leather is stretching or wrinkling up! I can’t put in words how great it feels to wear these comfortable gloves, so I hope the images explain it better than I can with words! The touch is speaking volumes as well - it is fascinating how supple leather can be...

I entered the branch of my bank, went to the ATM, took my card out easily (as the soft leather has a great grip to it), entered my PIN and even used the touchscreen monitor. (Yes, touchscreen works!! I assume the leather is just filigrane enough at the fingers.) Afterwards, I counted my bills and left without the need to unglove. It is nothing but fantastic!!

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Doing my banking business fully gloved - with ease! My leathered fingers touch the ATM!

These bowls are looking nice, but are difficult to handle as you can’t really grab them well due to their form. I just demonstrate the perfect grip while wearing my gloves - it is a weird demonstration, but as you can see, they are literally glued to my hand. The soft and supple leather offers equally high grip so I can page through magazines as if I wore nothing on my hands!

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The soft and tender leather of my gloves offer incredibly strong grip that I can even balance these heavy bowls withuot using any finger to keep them in place! If you'd touch the gloves on my lower arms, you'd be in heaven as your fingertips sink into the irrisistably soft goat leather of my super long vintage leather gloves. . .

In general, these gloves extremely comfortable. Whatever I do, however I do it, these gloves just follow me and adjust to my needs. The inside feels great on my skin, the temperature is fine and it just feels so incredible to wear these luxurious high-end gloves - and you can even see how comfortable it is (also not the extreme softness of the leather which adds to the comfort a lot!)

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I got a large wet spot in my pants after seeing my right arm: I kind of forgot I wore my ultra fine vintage gloves and as soon as I spotted the heavenly tender leather glove that I was wearing while also seeing my bare skin, my penis grew instantly!! On a sunday morning, it is a little bit cold and the dew is still on the bus schedule. Inside my perfectly fitting gloves the warmth and protection gives me real joy, yet I feel a bit of a gentle breeze breeze on my skin thanks due to the cut-outs. The gloves reach deep into my sleeve and thus don’t reveal more of my skin but display black, soft leather instead. I can freely move my fingers, wrists and arms and the glove keeps in place, protecting me. This is possible because the visibly smooth and supple leather just adjusts accordingly as seen in this image!

100% BLACK LEATHER - NOTHING ELSE!!

Such noble and luxury vintage gloves should be made of the finest materials. Back then, gloves like mine were a status symbol and the glovemakers needed good word-of-mouth in order to survive with their business. Unfortunately, my gloves have no label, so I can not tell you who created these amazing and lovely glove twins. However, the incredible quality of my gloves speaks for itself - and this roots from an amazing, unmatched leather quality!

The leather of the gloves is responsible for the envy-inducing look, it is the reason why the gloves are comfortable and just the beautiful luxury item that sweetens my everday’s life.

The leather of the young goat - the kid - is one of the softest leather you can dream of! And my gloves are made of the finest, most tender leather you can imagine!

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I almost came freehanded when I took that picture! From the very tip of the fingers down to the entry: 32cm (12.5 inches) of black leather is encasing my fingers, hands, wrist and most of my lower arms while I wear these vintage beauties. The pitch-black goat leather of my glove is incredibly soft and I consider the quality of my leather gloves as god-tier!!

Why am I putting such an emphasis on this? Simple: Today, more and more cheap China garbage is flooding the market. You see gloves advertised just to see it’s plastic or some other shady trick. It is really difficult to know wether you buy the real deal or plastic junk, even when the sellers often claim and put fake labels into it. This can’t happen with my beautiful vintage gloves, as back then, such tricks were not necessary (and unheard of). These gloves are 100% Leather!

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You can see the high-quality leather from afar already!

But not only the wearing comfort or the style stem from the animal hide being used. The previous owner and stylish noble gentlewoman wearing them before chose the best quality gloves - and thankfully, I could buy them to continue the joy of finest craftmanship and luxury leather gloves. I just gently put my pinky finger onto my glove and move it to the side for 1cm - and this is what happens:

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I was not really prepared for my body to react so fast, but as my small small finger touched my right glove at the entry, I had contact with such an arousingly smooth, soft and supple leather that I moaned in joy!! Touching my gloves is a wet dream that came true!!

With a leather that soft and supple, it is crystal clear why it is such a noble feel to wear them. It is hard to describe, but when your arms are clad in leather like that and it feels like a second skin, you can imagine about the lovely and comfy feel for the wearer! The black, soft leather of my gloves outline my fingers perfectly - this wears as comfortable as it looks:

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My left arm in 100% Leather! Nothing but the most tender leather!

Apart from the feeling and the looks, the touch of my gloves is just incredibe!

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Every second I keep touching the 60-year old, black goat leather, my penis throbs in joy.Touching my gloves from the outside means having contact with the black leather - and right that moment your fingertips sink into the gloves you will know the celestial feel of extremely soft goat leather!!

Here is a common situation: I look down my gloved arms. I enjoy everything about my 60-year old vintage gloves made of finest leather. When I look down, I see something like that. You can see how the glove looks like and what happens when I touch it!

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..and my penis is getting wet and stiff in anticpation! You can see the softness of the leather! ABOVE IS MY GLOVED ARM. BELOW IS THE SAME IMAGE, JUST AFTER I TOUCH THE BLACK TENDER LEATHER - it is the very same image, just 1 second later...
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The intense feel of softness and warmth I felt while touching the black leather of my right glove can only be described as a celestial experience!

And by “fingertips sinking into my gloves” - it is not even an exaggeration - I mean it!
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My fingertip is literally sinking into this irrisistably tender leather! The extreme softness I felt on my fingertip as I touched my glove’s super soft leather was overwhelming!

I am sure the glovemaker was aware of the fine leather he used for his beautiful and precious gloves. But I am also very sure, he or she never thought that a man is wearing these gloves and probably get far, far more joy out of them compared to their actual target audience: Old, noble women. But as soon as I grab full-force into my glove, touching nothing but 100% Leather....

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...what do you expect? I both enjoy these leather gloves for everything - but mostly for their godly soft leather!!

I know these gloves are absolutelly innocent, almost cute. But the moment my bare fingers are grabbing into my left glove and having contact with my left glove's incredibly soft and supple leather...

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...I wonder if my gloves are heavenly or just plain sinful. I am not sure if I should get stiff penisses from these beautiful, comfortable leather gloves, but I do!

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This picture got me two massive, nasty and sticky drops of pre-cum: I am touching the warm, godly tender leather of my right glove. When I did that, and I felt the extreme soft goat leather on my fingertip while my right, gloved hand enjoyed the protection and warmth, I realized again how awesome my "flower gloves" are!I Grabbing into the glove’s pitch-black leather is a great pleasure! Riding up and down the glove with one finger means touching 32cm of ultra soft and super tender leather! The kidskin leather of my gloves is breathakingly soft!!!

When I was looking for such gloves and thought I’d never wear something like that myself, I just dreamed of gloves made of such a leather. And this eBay purchase, the gloves of the old lady, is basically the best that could happen to me:
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I came freehanded after a couple of seconds: I heard angels sing as soon as my fingertips grabbed into the godly soft leather of my glove! Touching the the insanely tender goat leather of both of my leather gloves is... Sorry, I have to change underwear, the extreme soft leather of my leather gloves I wear made it sticky!!

SWEAT, TEMPERATURE, PROTECTION AND AMBIENCE (a.k.a. WEATHER)

My beloved floral-embellished leather gloves here come with a great feature: They keep me warm and protected, yet I can feel the environment at the same time. Obviously with my arms and hands being clad in soft goat leather, there is a great feel of protection. The glove warms up to my body temperature and it feels just as good as your bed on a sunday morning after 1 minute of wearing.

However, due to the gloves being unlined, I can feel the temperature of whatever I touch - just "buffered" and with a bit of delay. For example: I grab a cold door handle. I can feel it's colder, but not as much as if I would touch it bare-handed. It also never gets as cold, as the glove still protects me. When I touch something warm, e.g. my own hands, I feel the warmth. Again, "just a bit". This ambivalance is fascinating and probably only properly understood when experienced by yourself.

As “fashion gloves”, I wear them even on warmer days, which is just fine. The cut-out areas offer a great possibility to vent and to balance out the temperature. Now you could say: “Who wears gloves when it’s too warm?”, and that question is valid, but first, you don’t unglove yourself in public with beauties like these ( ;-) ) and secondly, quick temperature changes are a thing. Entering a warm building, a train or bus or just the sun shining onto the black leather, and it gets warm within 5 seconds.

Yes, I do sweat inside these gloves. Often. But only for a brief moment. What I usually do is, as strange as it sounds: I just reveal as much of the cut-out as possible. The ambient air, gusts of wind and simply the fact my bare skin is underneath and the temperature inside these gloves regulate themselves within very short time. It sounds like rocket science, but it is done descretely and I can keep my gloves on.

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“Venting” my warm gloves by simply letting air in. The cut-outs are long and big enough to regulate it quickly. After that, I just let the sleeve roll back down.

Don’t get me wrong: I am not talking about massive summer temperatures! More the early days of fall and during St. Martin’s summer when the sun makes its last shows for a couple of hours. Also, with “sweat” I mean mostly gentle moist on my skin, but the suede sticks more onto my skin then and I realize that my body thinks its too warm. And wearing such long leather gloves even with just a little bit sweat on the skin is not the greatest thing because you can actually smell that. It is a mix of warm leather and sweat, which combines to a sweetish smell. And that is being emitted from the floral cut-out portions as well…

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Beautiful to look at with the eyes but not always a pleasure for your nose: The smell of “leather sweat” is crawling out of the cut-outs on longer periods of warmth inside my gloves..

Admittedly, this sounds a bit awkward, but I am not going to lie and be very objective here. Wearing such long leather gloves can lead to that sweat and the cut-out realeases it. Simply put. It is a part of the wearing experience and I am not the only one, as the previous owner sweated a lot inside these gloves as well - Especially the finger and knuckle/palm portion feels like socks that have been worn several days and the suede there seem to be soaked with sweat and body oils of decades of wearing. So the old gentlewoman sweated inside these gorgeous gloves herself. You can literally feel the sweaty portions inside the gloves while wearing them ! So it is not just me leaving sweat inside the gloves, the old gentlewoman who wore them before did so too. It is the downside of the design of these beautiful and long leather gloves.

Enough of that, I just want to end this chapter with a realization that gets me still: The openings in my gloves obviously let everything in. Air is one thing, but the first time it started to rain got me bamboozled that I still have to smile about it. After leaving the house, I put on my left glove and was ready to put my right glove on. I looked up and noticed the clouds - just in that moment, I felt a rain drop on my left lower arm. And then another one shortly after. With my right, still ungloved hand I wanted to wipe them off - but actually grabbed into the heavenly tender leather of my left glove. I forgot I was gloved already and the droplets hit my bare skin through the cut-out portions. It was a serious “Huh?!” moment and I had to laugh about my own stupidity a bit.

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As my still ungloved, right fingertips were trying to wipe off the cold raindrops, I kept touching the irrisistably soft leather of my left glove. As I laughed about my stupidity, more and more droplets gathered not only on my revealed skin, but in my pants..

The same happend with snow and a particulary strong wind too. As said before: These glove bring an interesting wearing comfort with them on so many levels, it’s an experience on so many levels to wear these gloves and I just enjoy it so much!

AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST: THE SOCIAL ACCEPTANCE

Remember when I told you that I just took my gloves and wore them while on the day prior, I thought I’d never wear them in public. Well, that was a sunday. And that means I had to show my bus ticket to the driver. I was pondering if I take the gloves off, but the joy and comfort inside them (and the hassle of getting those long gloves back into place afterwards) had overridden my “fear”. Even though my first attempt was already a “stare incident” - but I loved it.

As I entered the bus, I held the ticket to the driver. He came closer to read “AUG 2021”, moved his head back - but stopped doing so. I could see from his eye movement he was scanning my leather-gloved hand. And since the cut-out reach over the knuckles, he could not only spot a male wearing those grandma leather gloves, but also that they are endlessly long and reach into my sleeve. I just walked away after about 3 seconds (normally you wait for the driver to nod or something alike) but I knew he would still stare at the black leather’d hands of mine.

In the bus was a fat woman and I still smiled underneath my COVID mask. She was also scanning my hand which I used to hold on to the handrail while my leather glove was only visible to up my knuckles:

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But she kept focussing on my hand on the handrail next to her. When I left the bus, I pushed the “stop” button and waited. I need to push the button again to open the door, but the button is high up, so my sleeve rolled down and revealed my entire leather glove in its full glory:

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My extremely soft leather gloves in full - 32cm of black goat leather! Super comfortable for me to wear, envy-enducing to look at and made of 100% ultra tender, super soft goat leather!!


That moment I had not only that lady, but also two other people staring at my leather-gloved arm, especially the old lady next to it was confused as she could not connect the facts that a young man is wearing those fine old-lady leather gloves. And guess what: Nothing happened. No caugh, no faces, no smiles or giggles - nothing. Germans are very direct, but so far, people see me wearing these gloves but don’t flinch. They look, but that’s it.

As I left the bus, the people kept watching me, he sleeve rolled down again and I was pretty much invisible in the crowd. What a pleasure!

The other two times was at our local hypermarket. I went grocery shopping gloved in these precious joybringers and at the checkout, I was obviously prominently displaying them. Both cashiers looked strange at my gloved hands but both cashiers also gave the change right into my leather-gloved palms. Normally, especially during COVID, they usually put the change on the counter, some have plastic boxes. But no, both cashiers handed me coins and Euro bills by putting them gently into my palms clad in extremely tender leather:

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This is how I displayed my hands and in both cases, the cashiers carefully dropped the coins into the black leather palms of my gloves! The leather is penis-stiffening soft and tender and because I wear them also warm!

So yeah, this is the end of how I got my dream to come true. Of how wearing these gloves made me become a cross-dresser, of me not caring about others and of me owning the finest leather gloves I could ever dream of.


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Re: [Continuosly updated!] My collection of vintage leather gloves - My joys, my experiences and lots of "leather lust"!

Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2022 9:53 am
by stranell
Very fine purchase !!! I realy know this exiting feelings when opening the Just arrived package......will they fit properly ? Mostly 8 or 8.5 will do in my case......and.....the scent:)

Re: [Continuosly updated!] My collection of vintage leather gloves - My joys, my experiences and lots of "leather lust"!

Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2022 11:08 am
by glovedguy89
Nice gloves! However, I prefer a tighter fit... it feels so comfortable when my hands are fully covered in soft leather!

Re: [Continuosly updated!] My collection of vintage leather gloves - My joys, my experiences and lots of "leather lust"!

Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2022 12:01 am
by mrs uni
Wow, I love your descriptions of the sensations you get from wearing the vintage black leather kidskin gloves and the photos too really emphasise how lovely these old gloves are, I can totally understand how you must have felt wearing them (even though I'm female) as the sensations you're describing and how they appeal to you is so, so similar to how I feel when I see leather gloves and wear them too. You're right that older gloves are typically better made, though I have many new pairs which are equally fine in terms of cut and of the kidskin used in making them.

I also get your 'old lady gloves' thing; they weren't something anyone in my family wore, so seeing them out in the wild in doctors' surgeries/hospital or on transport were among the few opportunities to see them. I was equally fascinated by what they must feel like on one's hands because I'd never had the opportunity to even try any on, unlike rubber gloves which my mum wore to do cleaning tasks. I knew rubber gloves were amazing and I wanted to wear them probably before I was even school age, but I had to wait until I was 18 when I could afford a pair of my own leather gloves which were on reflection, totally old lady black leather gloves; perforated all over, yet tight and shiny in the way that special way that only black leather gloves gleam.

I felt so nervous about being actually able buy some I practically got the first pair I could lay my hands on, scared I'd chicken out and leave empty-handed, I had no idea what they would feel like on my hands, I just knew I'd been waiting for this moment all my life and it didn't disappoint, I never knew gloves could feel so soft on the hand, like being caressed, protected, that's before the feeling of touching a leather clad hand with a naked hand, the smoothness, warmth, the wrinkles in the leather as well as when it is tautly stretched over the extended fingers, knuckles, rear of the hand. I've never had the pleasure of touching a leather gloved hand that was not my own, so it must have been mind-blowing to experience it on the bus that time. I love how you describe the way black leather gloves catch the light both at day and when it is dark, the way it bunches and stretched depending on how the hand inside the magical glove moves, the difference between the pale white hand inside the glove and the darkness of black leather, everything about such gloves is immensely erotic.

I've lost count how many pairs of leather gloves I own, both shorter day length ones for during the day as well as leather opera gloves (3 pairs at least of black ones) the latter being the most incredible experience you can have in gloves; the tightness, the length, the wrinkles, you really need to get some, I have a feeling that a pair of vintage black leather opera gloves will change your life :luv: :luv: :luv: