ok, i dont want this to sound perverted, but there is a start for everything in life:

i remember when i was a little kid, my mom would always wrestle me on my bed and then pin me down and hold my arms above my head so i couldnt do anything. i was maybe 6 or so at the time. she has short brown hair. she would always expose my tummy and tickly me with her hair. that was always the most incredible feeling in the whole world. eventually i got older and my body "started to change". i started not fighting her off so much and just enjoyed the feeling of her hair. she did eventually stop as it was just a "childs game". i wasnt a child anymore. ever since i can remember, ive had an obsession with the feeling of fur, hair, and feathers on my skin. my alltime favorite fantasy is to be dominated by a woman and have her straddle me as she sweeps her hair across my body as i lay there helpless.