Trio

Most people find Monday nights a minor annoyance. But my Master is not most people. He texted me on Sunday morning and told me he had plans for going to the cinema on Monday night with me and Princess and picturing his come dripping out of me while I was trying to watch the film.

I’m usually more a double bill of Coronation Street on a Monday night kind of girl but I could turn into a film buff with an invitation like that. Not only did I make sure I was free, I made sure I was dressed up and ready for his orders long before the matinee starts.

And he was definitely feeling creative. I spent my afternoon in a meeting and when I finally finished there was a selection of texts detailing exactly how the evening was going to start. I was to meet Princess at their house and make sure I was tied to the bed with her face between my legs by the time he got home but I wasn’t to come at all until he was there and her fist was inside me.

Princess loves to see how much of a brat she can make me be so she didn’t trust me to use the under mattress bed restraints that she always tries to pull her hands out of so she used the spreader bar to put my hands above my head so I had to twist and wriggle to obey my orders not to come as she licked my clit.

Luckily for me my Master was home early and I was counting us on him not being the kind to make us sneak into the cinema while the ads are already playing. I expected him to come straight in and give us both orders that take charge since we had a deadline to aim for.

Instead I heard him going into the kitchen and open and close the fridge and walk around all while I was squirming and biting my lip under Princess’s expert tongue determined not to disobey my orders. I was quite surprised when his first order to me when he walked into the bedroom was to open my eyes.

I thought it was to disorient me and make me work harder to hold my orgasm back so was surprised when it was actually so he could pour prosecco into my mouth from a glass he was holding. Unable to lift my upper body with the spreader bar and my lower body with Princess holding my legs open and pressing down on my clit the prosecco poured down my chin and across my tits instead.

Princess was happy to be ordered onto her knees to lick the chilled bubbles from my tits before going back for once again to tempt me into behaving badly under her tongue. Sir had other ideas, taking her hand as she licked and guiding two, then three, then four of her fingers into my cunt for her.

She didn’t need much encouragement to take over sliding her thumb in and teasing my cunt wide open with her hand. It’s been a while since I was fisted and it took my cunt a moment or two to remember its muscle memory. There was a brief second where I thought I couldn’t take any more than five duck billed fingers fucking me and then my cunt just relaxed and opened.

I couldn’t tell if Princess still had five fingers or her whole fist inside me until I heard my Master say ‘ clench your fist’ and I realised her whole hand right up to the wrist had just glided in as easily as me as taking a breath in. It felt so good having her hand buried deep in cunt that I couldn’t believe I’d ever doubted taking it.

I just had time to think that and then I was coming so hard it felt like moment water rushes over your head and blocks all the noises out leaving you completely aware of your body yet floating at the same time. All those denied orgasms exploded into one that practically lifted me off the bed.

No wonder my Master couldn’t wait to slide his cock inside me as soon Princess took her hand out. Coming around a substantial object always makes my cunt even looser and more stretched and ready for being fucked and I know Sir loves the way it feels around him. His cock feels even harder the more I gape open and the contrast made me come again almost immediately.

Watching me take his cock that deep and hard made Princess greedy for him too and still reeling from the orgasms, I was happy to lie back and watch his cock slamming so hard into her cunt that she kept losing her balance and falling face first into my tits making my nipples harden and her beg Sir to pick her up and fuck her until she came even harder than I had with her fist.

I love that sound of Sir’s body and balls slapping hard against her as they fuck. They fit so well together and know each other so well and lying there with the Doxy pressed against me, seeing Princess get ready to come again made Sir do something he rarely does when the three of us fuck.

Rather than choreographing all three of us so Princess and I come to his orders no matter what combination of fucking is going on, my Master allowed himself to concentrate completely on his own orgasm inside Princess focusing completely on them together.

It was ridiculously hot lying under them so her cunt was directly above my face, watching him lose control and let go into her cunt with an orgasm that made the bed shake knowing that if she came again his come would drip out of her. All I had to do was press the Doxy on my clit and wonder if Sir’s come would end up on my face or follow the prosecco over my tits.

Ending up with come dripping down both my face and my nipples seemed like an excellent compromise. But by the time I was presentable again, the Orient Express had left the station. Maybe next time we’ll go to the late showing and Sir can cover my cunt with come as well as my face…

Trio

Tits Up

My Master has a thing for fake looking tits which amuses me since I spent a lot of my late twenties having to explain to people that mine were real and not bought. Not many people go up 5 cup sizes in 6 months without the help of surgery but in my case it was just dieting less.

I didn’t like them to begin with. I’d grown up in the era of Nineties bee sting breasts and liked the aesthetic of being able to wear strappy tops and sheer dresses and bikini tops instead of bras. So ending up with glamour girl tits confused me completely and I was ill prepared for people talking to them and not my face.

I put up with them, mainly hiding them away under rather practical bras from specialist retailers who promised supportive not sexy. My nipples were much less sensitive sexually and the whole thing seemed a bother.

My Master’s enjoyment of the over the top look in tits has taught me to enjoy them though, particularly piercing my nipples and not wearing a bra most of the time. Few things feel more over the top than walking round with E cup tits pushed up and shown off in a way only a waist trainer can do.

So I was a bit surprised when my Master ordered me to look for the most padded push up bra I could find last week to see if I could enhance them up to a double G and see what effect it had on him. And I was even more surprised when trying on push up padded bras seemed to hide the effect of my assets….

push up

push up tits

Tits Up

It’s a Cinch

Growing up I was obsessed by corsets. Some of it was being much skinnier back then and it making me convinced I was flat chested but a lot of it was coming of age in an era of John Paul Gaultier dressing Madonna and Dolce and Gabbana’s modern day corsetry that shook off the Victorian associations for pure Sicilian sex appeal.

No one in Ireland wore corsets (unless they were about ninety and still wore their ‘stays’ with a girdle and had never heard of Lycra) so I had no idea that you didn’t need tits to wear one, but that they did the work for you and created a cleavage to die for. I had several images like this of the model Chandra North in a corset and dreamed of spilling over my top in such a literally over the top style.

I did get a chance to wear a zipped corset made of black leather for a sex work client on a few occasions but it never gave me the silhouette I was after even if I loved the feel of it and the look of a leather corset. The zip simply didn’t nip my waist in enough to make much impact and it made me think such things weren’t for me even when I got tits in my twenties.

Then my Master introduced me to waist training and corsets and it was love at first lacing once I learned that overbust corsets don’t suit me (the other issue with that leather one) by squashing my tits into a very unflattering shape which defeats the purpose somewhat.

I thought I was a bit of an expert on waist training though by now when I learned something completely new existed. In searching Amazon to replace a waist trainer I’d worn out, I found that I’ve been wearing the 9 steel waist trainer in that time but a 25 steel version also exists.

Quite simply the more steels, the more the cinch and the more results. You won’t be surprised to hear I bought one immediately. I was pleased on a practical note when I opened the Amazon Prime package to find that it is considerably stronger and less likely to stab me with a stray steel that the one I’ve been wearing (having ripped two in the last six or so months no less.)

But stronger means trickier to put on and I really really felt the effort of fastening it evn starting on the first row of hooks. And I really felt the effects of wearing it. Longer than the 9 steel, it comes higher up my back and lower down my stomach which I liked as it prevents a visible line but it felt like wearing a full corset compared to my old one.

I decided to distract myself by wearing it to cook and do housework so my mind wouldn’t keep being distracted by how firm it felt around my waist. I could see why Princess struggles with hers as I think she started out with a 25 steel and that’s quite a leap since I was very aware of it after almost two years of the 9 steel even though it’s perversely comfortable to me.

Then I realised as I cooked and cleaned that I was very distracted after all, not so much by my waist but by my tits. Even on the first hook, this waist trainer pushes them up and together so much more than before. Like a modern day Narcissus I was drowing in my own cleavage every time I glanced down.

Three hours in and I tightened it onto the second row of hooks just to see if I was imagining things. Turns out I’ve finally fulfilled that lifetime ambition to have full firm tits spill over the top of a ridiculously tight top in a way that’s borderline obscene. I half expect to be arrested on the third row of hooks frankly….

tits in top

 

It’s a Cinch

New Discoveries

I had a moment or two of guilt about disobeying my Master’s orders about wearing panties when I went to visit Princess the other night but her reaction when she found that I’d left them as a souvenir of our fucking distracted me almost immediately.

I’d been lying in bed half asleep trying to get cool on a very warm evening when she immediately got hot again when she discovered them and ordered me to strip off before pressing herself against me naked.

My cunt certainly woke right up as she ran her hand over it and played with my clit making me squirm as she alternated between stroking and licking it until I came with her on top of me.

If I was expecting her to roll over and go to sleep I was pleasantly surprised when she pushed me onto my side with my knees up and cunt exposed and herself in behind me and produced the little pink G spot toy we both love so much and pushed it inside so incredibly easily.

The toy was pressed up incredibly deeply up against my G spot as she very slowly and steadily started to fuck me with it while gently stroking my clit. The sensation was so strong I could feel my cunt tensing and my mind only able to concentrate on how pleasurable it was rather than the details of what she was doing.

The next thing I knew was that I was coming so hard I could feel my cunt trying to push the toy out against her hand and the feeling of squirting repeatedly as the toy pushed right against my G spot perfectly.

I had hardly got my breath back when Princess left the toy deep in my cunt and started stroking and teasing my clit again as she played with my piercing in exactly the way that made my almost swollen clit feel like I could hardly bear the intensity. Another orgasm was hardly unexpected in those circumstances but to squirt so hard against her hand again was quite the surprise for both of us.

I wanted to know just how horny all Princess’s efforts had made her and my hand went straight to her cunt, brushing the palm of my hand against how wet she was and pressing my fingers against her clit until she came wriggling with surprise under me.

She looked so good with her back arched, hips thrust up and her tits right there that I couldn’t resist curling my hand round so that my fingers slipped inside her and my mouth went down onto her nipple which made her buck against me so that I could fuck her with my hand with ease.

I didn’t lift my mouth at all, pulling and licking and sucking at her nipple as it stiffened against my tongue and her cunt pulled against my hand as I fucked her harder and harder. She was was writhing against me and pulling me tighter so my hand went deeper and deeper into her cunt as she started biting my neck and gasping.

Her cunt was clenching round my fingers so hard that she was fucking my hand without me having to move it again more than simply hooking my fingers round inside her so I could concentrate even more on playing with her tits.

I knew she was close to coming but I wasn’t expecting the motion of her whole body lifting off the bed like it did and her making noises I’ve never heard from her before as she did as her cunt actually sucked my fingers deeper inside the orgasm was so strong.

Once she’d stopped gasping she told me that she’d felt the orgasm start in her breasts before travelling down into her cunt so she’d felt it in her whole body rather than just between her legs. I’d heard of orgasms like that but always thought they were an urban myth until now.

I’m hoping the fact both Princess and I ended up with versions of orgasms we’d never had before makes my Master more accommodating about my disobedience in the first place…

New Discoveries

Tit Tease

 

Shibari chest harness rope bondage
You didn’t think I’d tease you with the promise of a Shibari chest harness and not let you see it did you? That’s just what my Master, best friend and I have been doing to Princess all weekend in fact. Not even a little peek for the Brat Princess yet.

I enjoyed the cotton rope around my wrists and ankles but switching to the hemp rope for the chest harness definitely took things up a notch. It engages the senses much more in all ways from the smell to the texture to the feel of it moving on your skin.

Not as coarse as I was expecting, the sensation more triggered a tingle along my spine and made me want to sit up straight in the chair with my senses engaged. The rope slipped over my skin easily and each wrap around my torso tightened in a comforting way as the waist trainer feels.

And I could feel the rope having an effect on my tits almost instantly as they lifted and seemed to get bigger and fuller like I was wearing the most flattering bra ever. I loved it and never wanted to take it off.

Except to try it again without the practical sports bra I was wearing to be the guinea pig. It’d be worth going without the corset for…

chest harness b&w

Tit Tease