More Fully Feminine

Today is Wednesday and hump day (giggles) but it's also National Plus Size Appreciation Day.  Many of you know that I've always had an affinity to those sexy larger ladies, I thought I'd take a stroll down memory lace and feature some of the larger lovelies who've graced these (and other) pages of mine over the years.

Hope you enjoy!

I love her corset, but it's not the best asset of this particular photo...

 Maybe it's just the camera angle but, those dots are mesmerizing...

I could stare at this gusset all day long, maybe even into tomorrow!

And finally to fill out the foursome, a bottom that is in dire need of a submissive sissy's attention...

Hey, someone's got to attach those garters!

Love,

sissy terrie 👄

Pretty Underwear

Just few thoughts on the subject...

Tell me your mom never said this to you...

This is the cartoon that made me think of it...

I worked in emergency rooms many years ago.  While I never paid much attention to underwear, I did see all kinds.

So my advice is:  Always put on your prettiest panties.  You never know who's going to see them!

Love,

sissy terrie 👄

Called to Service

We were dinner guests at a neighbors last night and it was a very uncomfortable evening for me.  My discomfort had nothing to do with the neighbors (who were wonderful hosts) the dinner or the libations they served (which were all excellent) but instead with what took place shortly before we made our way to their home.

What had been an otherwise busy and "vanilla" Saturday with both of us catching up on a week's worth of things that hadn't been done and my doing some housework (wearing an apron if you're interested), quickly turned into a situation which left me both sexually satisfied and frustrated at the same time.  And as I said earlier very uncomfortable...for hours.

It all began as I was just about finished doing housework, when Diane came down wearing nothing but an open blouse and told me my services were needed upstairs.  "I want you to eat me."  Before I could say anything She added "Now.  Drop whatever. you're doing."

I've experienced this type of authoritative behavior before, but the impact it has on me never diminishes.  Her Dominance and control along with my submissiveness and obedience are on full display.  

I began to untie my apron as She walked away and as if She had eyes on the back of Her head said "Leave your apron on."

Less than a minute or two later I found myself kneeling at the foot of the bed with my face buried between Her thighs.  I could tell immediately that it wouldn't take Her long to achieve an orgasm. 

When it did arrive, it was powerful and She let me know it was.  The little time it took led Her to insist on another.  

My duties complete, She thanked me, gave me a kiss on my forehead and told me I could go finish whatever it was I was doing.

Life is full of surprises and strangely, much of it is a paradox.  What took place over the span of maybe 10 minutes satisfied the great need I have to be controlled by my Dominant Wife.  At the same time it left me frustrated that, unlike Diane, i had not physical sexual satisfaction.  

The discomfort I experienced came from my heightened state of sexual arousal and manifested itself inside the tiny pink cage I was wearing on my "privates."   

Love,

sissy terrie 💗

Nighties & Curlers

Yesterday's post on "National Hair Day" was kind of fun.  I hope you liked it.  It may have been fun but it really did nothing to dampen my gurly urge to go out and get my hair done.

I'd really like do that today but I'm just too lazy to get out of my nightie and get dressed...

Have a relaxing weekend!

Love,

sissy terrie 💙

What Day is it?

Did you know that today is National Hair Day?  I hope you didn't forget.  It may be too late to book an appointment at your favorite hair salon...

I'm quite sure I'm not the only sissy who enjoys the attention and pampering that a good hairdresser can provide...

Then there's the fun of sitting under the dryer with the other gurls...

Personally, I jut love the feminine feeling of having my hair in rollers...

 But if you can't make it to the salon today, why not just put a pretty ribbon in your hair?

Love,

sissy terrie 💗

Guess Who's Coming to Dinner?

No, this post isn't about cuckolding;  a steamy scenario where Diane's Lover Karl is the dinner guest I'm waiting on in a sexy sissy maids uniform.  Not even close.

I'm away for a couple days by myself on a work related trip and was invited to dinner at the home of a peer of mine.  I flew in earlier than usual so I could make the dinner and on the way to their place I stopped to by a bottle of wine for the hosts.

While waiting to check out I was behind a woman who caught my eye because of her beautiful brown hair.  She also had a pair of sandals and a purse that I thought were very stylish.  I only got to see her from behind (which was quite pleasant) until it was her turn to check out.  As she prepared to pay for her items I also saw that she was wearing glasses.  

The customer in front of her had experienced some problems with the credit card processor and sure enough, so did she.  During the back and forth conversation between the woman and the sales associate, I noticed that the "woman" had a very masculine sounding voice.  Without obviously staring, closer inspection made me think that she was a biological male who was perhaps transitioning or maybe just going out dressed as a female.  Were it not for her voice, I would have never suspected anything.

Part of me was envious.  I got to thinking how it might have been fun to check into my hotel, get all prettied up and my "terrie" clothes and head to my dinner invite.

 

Instead, I wore some boring khakis, golf shirt and blue blazer.  But underneath were some simple but feminine pink panties and chastity cage; ever-present reminders of who I really am. 

Love,

sissy terrie 💓

Cuckold Sundays

Happy Sunday!

When Diane's Lover spends the night, I always have to make sure I'm up early enough to serve them coffee when they wake up.

Diane might simply open the master bedroom door and shout out "Coffee please?" or something similar and I make my way upstairs with two piping hot cups of coffee just the way they like them.

I'm also dressed appropriately.

Not very sissy, but very "fitting."

Love,

sissy cuckold terrie 💗💙💗