Monday, January 31, 2011


I was sitting in my office thinking about sluts because one of my new employees asked what I thought a slut was and if that was a bad connotation. I told her my definition of slut was someone who dressed and acted in a manner to encourage frequent, casual sex. I watched her think about that for a minute and then she looked right at me and said "Would that make you a slut?" What could I say? Yep, that made me a slut. I asked her if that bothered her. Her reply was that she was relieved because that was the way she wanted to behave but was afraid I wouldn't approve. I told her to look around at the stuff we sold and consider if it wasn't to look sexy and want others who saw you dressed like that want to have sex with you. I told her I thought she would make a very good slut because she liked to dress like that. Then I asked her the question back, "You like to have have sex alot, don't  you?" When she agreed we just looked at each other and smiled.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Black shemale

I had a new young woman apply for a position managing my dudgeon. I have expanded it and now have a large display and play room. I interviewed her and found her to be exactly what I was looking for. A young black woman accompanied her. I sent her to the food court with my manager to fill out the paperwork and turned my attention to this gorgeous young woman who could not have been much over 18. She had very nice D size cups and I wanted very much to see her in something sheer and sexy. I picked several bras and invited her into a fitting room. I got her into the room and her blouse off. Her boobs were as great as I thought. I held them in my hands and then chose a couple of bras to fit. Both worked nicely showing off her big nipples. I told her I wanted to see her in a garter belt and stockings, as well. She was a bit reticent buy I got her skirt off. She was wearing stockings and a long leg girdle. Inside the girdle was an 8 inch cock. Her friend was a pre-op t girl. I smiled and felt it. It got immediately hard. I pulled down the girdle and sucked it the rest of the way. Then I stood up, lifted my skirt and asked her to fuck me. OMG! I love black cock and this young was really a treat. She pumped me for at least 10 minutes and I had many orgasms. Finally, I turned around, got on my knees and finished her off. I love black cum. It has a nice strong taste and odor. I had seen some specially made garter belts and open bottom girdles with built in sleeves to keep cocks under control. Mostly they were designed for cross dressers. I made a note to order some for her. I wanted Kim to come visit on a regular basis because I wanted more of this cock. When Pam came back, I was ringing Kim out. She was wearing a black open cup bra under a sheer black blouse with a black 6 garter open bottom girdle underneath. Pam must have known something happened because were both grinning. 

Saturday, November 13, 2010

First times

I own a small, lingerie boutique, catering to girls and women. I don’t advertise but have enough word of mouth that I keep the store open. It is not to make money, but to share my love of sexy and revealing lingerie with a larger age group. I carry sizes from 26AA to 44 DD and strings and thongs from x small to x large. Most of my lingerie is sold in matching lots, panty, thong or string; bra and garter belt all the same material and color. I’m really big into matching. In the back part of my store, through French doors is the adult side of sales and have to be 18 to go in there. That is where we sell the open cup bras, corsets, etc and of course, toys. We also have a small dungeon for those special customers who want to play. The young women who work in the back all wear very revealing clothes but the ones in front only short skirts and stockings and heels with kind of revealing tops. I hire from 14 to 25 for the front and 18 on up for the back. For many of them in the front, stockings are a new experience and once they start they are very happy with them.  As I mentioned in my previous blog, my mom allowed me to wear pretty much what I wanted. It was my mother in law to be that really got me into sexy things. Stan and I dated pretty young and by the time I was 16, I was enjoying open cup bras and garter belts and some corsets. I found early that guys really like to see women in revealing clothing and open cup bras and sheer tops were really hot. I guess I became a cum slut really early on sucking a cousin at a family reunion. He held my head so I couldn’t get away when he started to cum. I tried but he continued to shoot his full load down my throat. As he pulled out, I got to taste it. It wasn’t too bad and I knew he really liked it. We did that a lot and I really came to like it servicing about any male who asked and many who didn’t. I stayed close to that cousin. When he came to town with his parents, we would often be left at  home while all the adults went out. I knew he would be the first one I had sex with. While he was watching tv, I went into my room and changed into a short skirt and stockings, a sheer bra and some heels. I went downstairs with a video in my hands and suggested we watch it, instead. His tongue was almost hanging out of his mouth when he saw me. We put the video in and I sat next to him. The movie was a home video of a party Mom and Dad had the previous week. It showed Mom and this other woman making out then having sex with the guys. I could tell he was getting hot from the bulge in his pants. I unzipped him and began to suck it. When it was really hard, I stood, took off my blouse, and handed him a lubed condom. Then I laid back on the floor and asked him to fuck me. He put on the condom, lifted my legs up over his shoulders and fucked me. First for me but not for him. I didn’t have any foreplay but just straight sex. I sucked the cum out of the condom. We watched some more movie then went up to my room and made out and did it again. I was hooked on it right from the beginning. I changed my clothes and when our parents got back, we were asleep on the couch, his arm around me. They agreed we must have fallen asleep watching tv. They work us up and left. I changed into my nightie and crawled into bed. Mom kissed me good night, handed me the wrapper for the condom and told me she hoped I had a good time. There was moaning and noise from the other room as I fell asleep.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Growing up

I remember my mother getting dressed to go shopping. She would slide on her girdle, then her stockings. I loved to watch her fasten the garter straps to them. Then she put on her bra, making sure her breasts were sitting in them just right. From there it was make up and hair and finally a skirt and blouse and always heels. Quite often she would wear a tight sweater if she was going out with Dad. He really liked it when she showed curves. I matured early and had boobs by the fourth grade. Mom and I went shopping for the same kind of under things she wore. I had several full coverage bras and girdles. The first time I put one on, I felt so grown up. Of course, I only wore the bra to school and then under a heavy top so it didn’t show. As I grew I got different bras and added garter belts to my collection. I also discovered my mom’s vibrator and what can I say. I lost my virginity to a piece of plastic. But it felt good. As skirts got shorter, I needed shorter straps. Mom wouldn’t let me go with pantyhose. I found out that open bottom girdles with really short straps let me wear stockings and still wear short skirts. I discovered how much fun it was to tease with one by flashing guys. All you had to do was make eye contact then cross your legs. Of course, guys only put up with teasing so long and then expect you to put out. I found my dad’s stash of men’s magazines and saw some of the models had shaved pubes. That intrigued me so I tried it. It took a few tries before I got it right but I discovered that I could wear bikinis without worrying if I had any hair showing. By now, sheer bras with open front one clasps were the rage. Very convenient! Almost all of my friends had let their boyfriends get to “second base” by allowing them to unfasten their bras and play with their boobs. I had a couple of blouses that were open in the back except for a band of material that hid my bra. Most of them had only one big button. Wearing those on a date gave tacit permission to touch. I loved being touched and soon discovered that I really liked it when my bra was opened and the guy was playing with or sucking my nipples. An open bottom girdle or garter belt was convenient for letting him put his hand up my skirt or “third base” as it were. During my period I could wear a regular panty girdle. And it wasn’t far from there to the back seat. Mom knew I would be sexually active and took me to planned parent hood. Even though I was on the pill, she still warned me that condoms were still a good idea. Planned parent hood taught me everything I would need to know about having sex. I had a nurse who was very liberal in her thinking and taught me about many positions and turned me on to the idea of lots of lube. She was a life saver. She also taught me about oral sex, so of course, I was anxious to try it.  I had already tried it with an older cousin at a family reunion. I was wearing really short shorts and a tight top so my boobs showed. He told me I was really sexy and asked if I had ever given head. I asked him what it was. We went into the bathroom and he took out his cock and told me suck it. It was the first time I had tasted cum.  She warned me about cum and that I should swallow it. I told her about my experience and she told me I if I wanted to taste it let it come in the front of my mouth and if not, then let him shoot down my throat.  I have since come to like the taste very much. Needless to say, I became pretty popular at parties. Not only would I suck but I would fuck. I always had dates for the weekend. Luckily Mom let me date pretty young. Bob, Ted, Carol and Alice was a movie about first time swingers. After my folks saw it, they had a hot tub installed. I can remember going to bed and hearing lots of giggling and then moans of pleasure. I would sometimes sneak a peak from their window and watch them playing.  I had never considered my mom as being especially interested in sex. Wow, was that a life changing event. It was a real turn on watching some other guy have sex with her or to see Dad having sex with someone else. Dad started encouraging Mom to dress a little sexier and neither of them disagreed when I told Mom I wanted some open back blouses and sheer bras. In fact, I was encouraged to wear the tiniest bikinis Mom could find. Neither of them ever touched me or suggested sex but I knew Dad looked at me and encouraged Mom to buy me the most revealing clothes in the stores. I hope to expand upon my experiences growing up and how that has affected me today. I am married to wonderful man who loves me greatly. Our sex life is out of this world, too. He encourages me to buy and wear revealing clothing. We enjoy public sex and are always looking for new places to enjoy it.