Sway Lingerie was at Tucson Pride last weekend, in honor of the amazing time we had, a sale is to be had!!!!

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One of my greatest thrills is to create a platform where individuals can explore their own boundaries, experience new ways of sensual stimulation and liberate their sexual desires. Sway Lingerie and Fluxx Productions hosted a queer fetish event, Indulgence, where our guests were encouraged to step away from reality and indulge in a night of desires. From the looks of the crowd, the goal was achieved, we created an erotic circus, and it was worth all the effort!

Indulgence is a queer sex positive party that explores gender and fetish play. Both interactive and performative, it features multiple vignette stations, each highlighting a fetish, sensory experience or material element – in essence a fantasy. Guests are invited to participate, to let go of sexual inhibitions, allowing themselves to explore their own comfort levels in a safe queer space.

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THE COCK WHISPERER
by Roxy Katt

We see her from behind: the tall and spidery-thin yuppie in the high-waisted leather jods — light yellow jods ever so tightly zipped up the side. Her slender, firm thighs don’t touch even when her knees do, as she relates some complacent sounding anecdote to her semi-circle of horsey friends.

“Ma’am,” the stable girl calls to her, “your horse is ready. Shall I bring her out of the stable for you?”

The equestrienne’s head turns ever so slightly in the upturned collar of her crisp, white cotton shirt as if the stable girl’s voice were just some nuance in the wind barely heard behind her: “I’ll come and get her, Rhonda.”

“Rhoda,” the stable girl says, hesitantly. The equestrienne drops her cigarette and crushes it under her boot. Her friends all have that same strained look: something always conspires against the plans of us supercompetent people. She mutters something to them, glancing back at Rhoda slyly, and they laugh.

She turns and walks towards Rhoda and Rhoda swallows hard, trying not to stare at the smooth, carefully contoured – but absolutely gigantic – bulge between her slender thighs straining at a triangular flap sealed by four sturdy snaps. Just beneath the jods is the faint outline

of a “ball bra” that girdles the rider’s hips and holds that great package of elephant trunk neatly in place.

Rhoda looks a little faint. She loves phallogynes, especially the bitchy ones.

The equestrienne is about to breeze past her unceremoniously when Rhoda reaches out to touch her shoulder.

She stops, abruptly, staring straight ahead as if digesting something unbelievable: she touched me? She detains me?

Rhoda leans into her ear and with slow and laconic sounds otherwise totally unlike her uncertain self, whispers the strange words, reader, which even I do not know.

The rider gasps, and her eyes round as if in amazement. There is a creaking sound as of soft leather violently stretched. “What the . . .” there is a loud and rapid-fire popping as all four snaps over her groin give way and her pants flap bursts open. A flash of white cotton appears before she slams her knees together, bending forward awkwardly at the hips, her gauntleted hands trying to cover herself.

“My . . . how did you . . . I can’t . . .” as she fumbles to re-close her pants. But there is a cartoonish twanging sound as the cup of her ball bra bursts its hooks and her naked dick surges forth between her desperately scrabbling leathered fingers like a carp breaking a through a net, mindlessly, madly swimming upstream . . .

“You’re free,” Rhoda says with sudden relief. “Enjoy yourself. Literally.”

“B-bitch,” she cries, rather stupidly, staring incredulously at her surging dick and grabbing it with both hands like a witch riding an out of control broom. Seminal fluid leaks copiously, lubricating her grip as she begins to jack herself off with ever increasing rapidity, cursing, groaning, helplessly masturbating towards her volcanic climax as her friends gasp, and clap and wonder . . .

Roxy Katt is a writer of f/f and phallogyne (shemale) fetish erotica, including a genre she refers to as VHF: Vaudevillian Humiliation Fetishism, or UHF: Unusual Humiliation Fetishism. This genre of erotica involves women or phallogynes in comically and erotically humiliating situations.
For more arousing reads, please visit Roxy Katt blog at
roxykatt.blogspot.com

Sway Lingerie is excited to see that others are falling for BOQARI’s unisex underwear; the same way we did! Lustralboy recently reviewed this fabulous new brand stating “a body-hugging, sensual comfort allied with a clean, contemporary, fluid look.” We couldn’t agree with you more! BOQARI’s gender fluid underwear is great for packing and showing off those buns. For those irresistible androgynous type wanting something a bit more comfortable, all I have to say is perfect choice, ummm I can see you now. Their tanks rock too, compressing, form fitting, and comfortable. And did we mention soft…..they are so soft!

Sway Lingerie will be selling all their tank tops and underwear!!! Thanks BOQARI for the gender fluid undies and tanks!
xoxo
Sway

This is a 1950’s Kimono from Japan, Model: Molly location: Wayne Belger Studio, Tucson, AZ.
Working….Fantasy