Frilly Friday - The Babydoll Edition

My fondness for babydolls knows no bounds.  I'm always on the lookout for pictures of pretty babydolls that span decades and decades of feminine fashions.  Fortunately I have a gurlfriend on Tumblr who knows just how much I love them and shares babydoll pajama photos she thinks I'll like.  Well, I love everything she sends my way.

Here's a shout out to my dear friend Fallen Naughty Gurl.  Stop by and check out her very sensually feminine Tumblr blog!

Today's Frilly Friday post features a very girly babydoll pajama that isn't overloaded with ruffles or frills but has plenty to bring out that feminine feeling we're all looking for.

They just make you want to touch yourself!

Before I sign off today I also want to let you know that my friend Nancy will be back with Part 2 of her story "A Different Kind of Chastity,"   If you haven't read it already, here's a link to Part 1.

Love,

sissy terrie 👄

"I need to know..."

She wasn't supposed to be home until well after 4.  It was only 2:15.  I never heard her car pull into the driveway.  Nor did I hear her enter the house or walk upstairs.  Her summer internship at the newspaper had begun the week before.  She was working in the newsroom for the evening edition, shadowing one reporter or another, some copy editors and doing different things.  She was in her junior year in college and wanted to be a journalist.  Frustrated with her switching majors and having a bit too much fun in her first two years, my parents had laid down the law and told my big sister to get serious.  It seemed to have worked.  She was really into this newspaper gig.

That was fine with me.  Still too young to work but old enough to be home alone at times, these summer afternoons provided me an opportunity to engage in my favorite pastime - dressing as a girl.  With two older sisters, there were of plenty of things to wear around the house.  It was always a question of timing.  This particular two weeks found my other sister away at some honors program at a high falutin' prep school, studying Greek Mythology or something similar.  My own days were spent with some baseball in the morning and pretty bras in the afternoon.

I was like a kid in a candy store.  After showering I would go through their things, decide on some bra and panties to wear and start all over again.  The bras, panties, slips, stockings and thing put me into my own little world of femininity.  But this particular afternoon that world seemed to crumble when I heard my oldest sister gasp...

"What the.......?" she shrieked.  "What are you doing?"

There I stood in front of lingerie drawer in bra and panties.  She was hysterical, shouting, screaming and even crying.  What was I supposed to do.  I tried to explain I was just goofing around and immediately apologized and took the things off and ran into my room.  I was screwed.  When I finally came out I saw that she had done the same.  The door to her room was closed.

"Please" I said standing outside the door.  "I am so sorry.  I'll do anything.  Please don't say anything to anyone."  I stood there for what seemed like an eternity.  Finally, she opened the door.  She could tell I'd been crying and must have sensed how bad I felt and how scared I was.  

"We need to talk" She said.  "But first there's something I need to know.  How long have you been doing this?"

And so we talked.  For a very long time. 

Love,

sissy terrie 👄

What's in Your Panty Drawer?

I found this piece through a link that popped up on my Tumblr dashboard.  Thought it was too cute not to share.  It comes from Charlene's Chronicles, a blog that is just loaded with very feminine things. 

Pretty Up Your Panty Drawer

We all have the comfy underwear in our panty drawers. Maybe you have a Victoria Secret stash or a Hanes pile from Target. Get outside your comfort zone and start using those ‘date night’ panties everyday. Better, yet, pick up one of these five pair of panties to create a unique boutique in your own bedroom.

 

Instead of the basic black or simple nude panties, make sure you have an animal print. It will work with those black and nude bras you have, yet adds more pizazz. Having a brief in your drawer is great for those comfort days or if you like more coverage. But there is nothing Mama-like with this print that glams them up.

 

 

I hate to break it to you, but you should have a thong in your panty drawer. If you are wearing tight pants or leggings when you aren’t covering your butt with an oversized shirt or sweater, we can see your panty lines and that is not cool. But spice up the basic thong with a find like this. Uber sexy. Whip it out for date night too. {Wink.}

 

Instead of basic panty or thong, opt for a girly take on boxers. This is cute under a pair of yoga pants on a Saturday. Grab the matching bra for a super sweet PJ set.  

Boyshorts are another must-have staple in your panty stash. Up the hot factor by grabbing a lace pair. These are gorgeous.

 

Lastly, these aren’t your grandmother’s bloomers. They aren’t your average panty staple, which is all the more reason it should be in your lingerie drawer. With the sheer fabric, there is nothing old fashion about these!

 

 Find which style works for you, and then have a couple of extra styles from which to choose to keep your undergarments varied. Even if you stick to hi-cut or boyshorts on a daily basis, try to find great colors, interesting fabrics to have a unique boutique of panties everyday! And check out my other lingerie favorites and bra favorites!

 

  I love discussing lingerie...hope you did too!

Love,

sissy terrie 💓

 

Sissy Panties

What else can you possible call this panty?

 

 

Admittedly, this panty has many possibilities, but Sissy seems most appropriate.

Love,

sissy terrie. 💓

 

 

Booty Day

 Bet you didn't know today was Booty Day.

The folks over at Rago, the purveyors of the most feminine, firming and fabulous shapewear have made today very, very special.

Like the ad says, your cheeks reign supreme so why not flatter yourself while showing them your fond appreciation?

I did my part and bought this pretty little number.  I have several of their products and love every single one of them.  It's the first place I look when I'm in the mood to buy some shapewear or when Mistress tells me I need something a little more "firming."

Once you slip into a Rago girdle, you'll never be the same again!

I don't get a commission or anything but I think it's time for you to go shopping at Rago!

Aren't we all looking for those perfectly girly cheeks?

 

Love,

sissy terrie 👄

Panties & Hose

i've always found the sight of pretty panties under pantyhose or tights to be very sexy.

However...how can you blame anyone for sliding their pantyhose down to reveal such a pretty panty?

Sexy isn't it?

love,

sissy terrie  👄

A Different Kind of Chastity

The sorority of sissies who are in some form of chastity continues to grow.  Each of our stories are different in some way.  Some of us had a yearning to be locked up by our wives or girlfriends, others not so much.

Today's post comes courtesy of Nancy, a sissy friend of mine who's willing to share her own chastity story.  It's the first in a mini-series of posts I'm sure you'll enjoy.

Welcome Nancy!

xox

sissy terrie 

Kelly & Me

After the kids left home, I thought there would be more time and freedom for sex, but my wife Kelly showed little interest. One evening after a few glasses of wine, I told her how much I loved her, how attracted I was to her, and asked if there was anything I could do to increase her interest in our sex life. She asked if she could be completely honest even if she had things to say that might be hard for me to hear. I was worried but agreed. 

 

This is how the conversation went:

Kelly: “If I am honest with you, will you be honest with me?”

Me: “Yes, of course.”

Kelly: “The last time we had sex, do you think I had an orgasm?”

Me: “Um, no, I don’t think so.”

Kelly: “And the time before that?”

Me: “I don’t remember…”

Kelly: “Well, I do…I did not…nor the time before that, and on and on. It actually has been some time.”

I was having trouble looking at her. I knew things hadn’t gone all that well, but didn’t realize.

Kelly: “Do you remember how long you lasted those last few times?”

Me: “Five, six minutes?”

Kelly: (laughing) “Oh my goodness! That would be wonderful. I checked the clock on the bedside stand. More like one or two minutes.” She sighed, leaned back in here chair. “Go to the garage, get  a tape measure.

I did as she asked. When I returned, she’d removed her top, exposing her black lace bra holding her ample breasts.

Kelly: “Come here. Drop you pants and make it hard.” She put out her hand and I handed her the tape measure. When I was erect, she learned forward and extended the tape measure. “Just over four inches. As difficult as it may be for you to hear this, after three children, your penis is too small for me. I have barely been able to feel it for years.”

I wanted to cry. But I had asked for the truth. My penis shrank in embarrassment.

Kelly: “I’ve been thinking, and I believe I have a solution. The last time I had an orgasm you provided it with your tongue. I am done with your tiny dick. You want to fuck me, from now on, you will provide me with an orgasm every time we make love – with your mouth.”

Me: “But, but, …

Kelly: “But nothing. You have been selfish for a long time. Do you want access to my pussy?

Me: Yes.

Kelly: “Then it will be with your mouth only. Let me ask you this? Have you been masturbating? The truth! Because I believe you have.

Me: (red-faced) Yes.

Kelly: “Well. That stops now.” She hiked up her skirt, spread her legs, pulled aside her panties, and pointed to her crotch. “Get over here and start sucking and I will tell you how we’re going to stop your nasty masturbation.”

 To be continued...

Nancy