Some men love to see sexy, slinky thongs stretched over a woman’s backside. And who can blame them? It’s certainly a hell of a view — one I love to admire, too. The difference is when I take a woman’s thong off, I like to slip it on and wear it myself while I get her off.

Thongs for men simply don’t suit my taste. I enjoy frilly, feminine, totally decadent confections. The more lace, the better. I want sparkling spangles to decorate me from my dick all the way around to my asscrack. I want a string of pearls to sit between my cheeks, sinking into my crevice. And if it had recently been worn by a lover? Well, even better.

My friend Gia shares a similar taste in lingerie. We shop together all the time. After every trip, we model our purchases for one another. Our private runway shows... Read More