Okay. So. It was so hot in that hotel room we honestly couldn’t think straight. Like… sweat-beading, air-thick, fan-on-full-blast kind of hot. And obviously, being the smart, very normal sluts we are, Mara and I thought it’d be a good idea to try on swimwear.
We’d been talking about maybe heading to the spa/pool later anyway (my Owner loves it there), so this felt like the right moment. I pulled out one of my classics — the sheer white monokini. The one my Owner gets that specific look in his eyes over. But let me tell you: that thing is barely technically clothing. It’s basically a string between the legs. My labia were just… living their best life. Fully out. Not even trying to hide.
Mara hadn’t brought any swimwear at all (rookie move), so she had to borrow one of mine. And bless her big titty soul, it did not fit. Her boobs were fighting for their lives in that shiny black piece. I honestly didn’t know whether to help her, stare, or take pictures. (Spoiler: I did all three.)
And there we were. Sweating. Trying to decide which of us was more “public pool appropriate,” which—let’s be real—neither of us was. But at that point, it wasn’t even about swimwear anymore. It was about how good it felt to stand there, all dressed up like public-use toys, dripping sweat and looking like trouble.
We didn’t make it to the spa just yet. But we definitely got in the mood.
So tell me: which monokini is more likely to get us kicked out in the first five minutes?
Mine, with full pussy exposure?
Or hers, barely holding those age-cup tits together?
Be honest. I can take it.
(But fair warning — if you vote against me, I might wear it in public just to prove a point 😇)
#bigtits #sluts #bikini #monokini #submissive #ff
Published: July 26th 2025, 9:16:46 pm
Okay. So. It was so hot in that hotel room we honestly couldn’t think straight. Like… sweat-beading, air-thick, fan-on-full-blast kind of hot. And obviously, being the smart, very normal sluts we are, Mara and I thought it’d be a good idea to try on swimwear.
We’d been talking about maybe heading to the spa/pool later anyway (my Owner loves it there), so this felt like the right moment. I pulled out one of my classics — the sheer white monokini. The one my Owner gets that specific look in his eyes over. But let me tell you: that thing is barely technically clothing. It’s basically a string between the legs. My labia were just… living their best life. Fully out. Not even trying to hide.
Mara hadn’t brought any swimwear at all (rookie move), so she had to borrow one of mine. And bless her big titty soul, it did not fit. Her boobs were fighting for their lives in that shiny black piece. I honestly didn’t know whether to help her, stare, or take pictures. (Spoiler: I did all three.)
And there we were. Sweating. Trying to decide which of us was more “public pool appropriate,” which—let’s be real—neither of us was. But at that point, it wasn’t even about swimwear anymore. It was about how good it felt to stand there, all dressed up like public-use toys, dripping sweat and looking like trouble.
We didn’t make it to the spa just yet. But we definitely got in the mood.
So tell me: which monokini is more likely to get us kicked out in the first five minutes?
Mine, with full pussy exposure?
Or hers, barely holding those age-cup tits together?
Be honest. I can take it.
(But fair warning — if you vote against me, I might wear it in public just to prove a point 😇)
#bigtits #sluts #bikini #monokini #submissive #ff