The following is a guest blog by TFTMteam contributor
****It’s worth noting – this is not a paid review, merely an enthusiastic endorsement. I have no connection to the manufacturer other than “customer”*****
I have long had a fascination with the penis. Like, really long. You know those embarrassing stories our Moms like to tell from our earliest and most naive points in childhood? Mine go something like this:
“She was about 3 when she was in the bath with her brother and suddenly she reached over and grabbed on to his penis. She pulled that thing with all her might and he started screaming and turning red! When I finally got her to let go, she was furious. She wanted to know where hers was. I told her she had a v-a-g-i-n-a which meant that her penis was inside out”
Inside out. I had one, but mine was inside out! Talk about planting a seed in a child. A few weeks later, my mother walked in to the bathroom to catch me standing over the toilet, urine ran down my legs and splashed across the bathroom floor. I was angry that my inside-out penis was failing to allow me the same freedom my brother had. My feminist single-mama got a chuckle out of my penis envy and frequently shared this story throughout my childhood. As mortifying as that was then, it offers some real insight into my current fascination with strap-on play. About 10 months ago I spent time with a special couple who came armed with the naughty surprise they had been waiting for. The case was large and intimidating. Inside, multiple attachments, disinfectants, lube, condoms and a harness. This was a tickle trunk like no other. She presented the harness to me and delicately helped me into it. As she stretched out on my bed, every late-night-filthy-fantasy of truly being able to fuck someone came rushing at me. Decades of lust and thrust. Eventually, her partner mounted me from behind and we made a delightful fuck sandwich. It’s fair to say, I was instantly enthralled. Later I would go on to explore pegging with several partners. Nothing rocked my filthy brain like the chance to fuck a man…With my own cock. For me this was the quintessential mindfuck!
Flash forward through months of research, fantasy and exploring ideas with various lovers. There were double ended dildos, orgies, strap-ons of various sizes and complexities. I had a sense of what I really wanted and how I wanted to feel when I was wearing it.
What I craved was a uniform of sorts. A persona I could slip on and feel powerful and sexy. A very special Minx enthusiast happened upon the Cherry Minx by Aslan leather. In his diligent service to his Mistress he had found the perfect match for a Minx….I must say I am grateful for the quick shipping as the wait was excruciating after the order was placed. When it arrived, it was everything I had hoped for. The red leather harness was soft and extremely adjustable. The Cherry Minx has thigh straps which I prefer to the “thong” type harnesses (they prevent the wearer from being entered while using it – and I find you will inevitably end up holding the dildo at the base to get any kind of vigorous motion going). The belt looks absolutely gorgeous on, and I felt like a cockstar as soon as it was fastened in place. The other thing this strap-on came with that I loved – an attachment with testicles. That’s right, you not only get your own cock, you get the balls too. You may have to play with the placement behind or in front of the leather holster to accommodate them if you wish to attach all three straps to the ring to lock it in place. Otherwise, this particular attachment will work with two – and is not the only option. I opted to get the extra harness piece to allow for an inside attachment for the wearer. Double yum. When I took her for the first ride I used the large attachment on the inside. Yep – I fucked myself first! The flexibility of the leather harness easily allowed me to access my clit with my beloved wand and what followed was one of the sweetest and most involuntary orgasms ever. I won’t share the video, but I did take one 😉
Now I have the distinct pleasure of cumming equipped with my own filthy tickle trunk! I’m not gonna lie, I’ve been filling my calendar with willing recipients both male and female to truly take this bad girl for a ride. Tomorrow a special girlfriend cums to town. She has seen the pictures. She knows exactly what she’s in for. I’m trembling just thinking about it.
Penis envy, requited!
I definitely preferred the attachment sitting properly outside of the leather harness, secured with just two loops. To say this strap-on was a delight doesn’t do it a lick of justice. I mean really, #lawdhavemercy It took everything in my power not to grin like a fool when I was asked if I did anything special on my weekend, around the Monday morning water cooler.
Go. Now. Get. Your. Cock.