I have been working with leather making wallets and handbags for years. I took my skills into the erotic leather working market to make some things for my wife within the past years and we have enjoyed being able to design and make custom pieces for our own use.
Well, lo and behold, one of my wife’s friends happened to see some of my handiwork and became quite inquisitive about the items. She spoke with my wife and after a time asked if it would be possible to have me make her a full body harness, custom for her.
My wife told me about the request and after I hemmed and hawed a bit, she told me it was okay with her. I made sure she was good with this, insisting to her that it would mean that I would be with her friend when she was naked to fashion the body harness. “no”, she said, “I’ll want to watch how you measure and fit her for it.”
Well, it was the next weekend when Claire came over the house for her first measurement. It was a tense meeting at first and we relaxed with some wine while we discussed exactly what she wanted. She was looking for something that would start with a collar around her neck and then run straps down around her chest and stomach and then through her legs around to her ass.
I drew out a quick sketch of what she described to me and showed both her and my wife. They both liked the idea I put into the sketch. So I told them both that I needed to prep some leather straps and get some fasteners and that we could actually start the project in about a week. I stressed at this point that I would need Claire to be measured, naked, and that I would need to take measurements of everywhere the straps would go. Claire stated with no hesitation, “Sounds fine to me.”
That week I cut and dyed some 3/4 inch straps to wind around her body and a 1 3/4 inch strp to fashion the collar from. The raw materials were about set. I would use mostly copper rivets on the straps and a copper ketch to secure the collar. The use of the ketch would mean the collar would need to be fairly tight. The collar would also have D rings to secure the straps that would come off it.
The following Saturday Claire came over at about 4 pm and we sat and had some more wine before I pulled out a stool and asked her if she was ready to be measured. She got up and got not he stool, but I just looked at her. She was a bit confused until I told her that she would need to remove all her clothes.
Claire is not a bad looking woman, probably early 30s, long hair, a fairly athletic body for her age, and breasts that seem to stand up on their own still. She laughed a bit and nervously began to strip in front of my wife and myself.
I could feel myself getting hard as she took her outer clothing off. She had worn a pull over shirt which came off to reveal a rather basic white bra that her nipples shown through. Her skirt, knee length was dropped next revealing a tight pair of hip hugging panties.
I took a second to look over at my wife as she sat in the chair with her mouth slightly agape as she watched Claire reveal herself. This made me think that she might have kept some fantasies secret from me concerning her and other women.
I returned my eyes to Claire as she popped the front closure on her bra and pulled the shoulder straps down. Her boobs hardly fell from the position they had been in when restrained. She had C cup breasts with very small aureola but very long nipples that were poking out from them. She let out a nervous laugh as she hooked her fingers into the sides of her panties and slowly began to slide them down her hips.
My eyes fell on her pubic area as it was exposed to me, a small amount of hair between her thighs that had been meticulously shaped with the help of a razor. As she lifted each leg to pull the panties off, I could see that her lips were shaved bald and there appeared to be some moisture on her bare lips.
“Okay, let me start with your neck.” I moved behind her and caught a good look at her butt, full and round, very muscular. I passed the fiberglass measuring tape around her neck and pulled it taught. “Not too tight, is it?”
She shook her head and I took the measurement of 15 1/4 inches in the center, 1/4 inch less where her neck began to flair out to her shoulders, and almost 1/2 inch larger up toward her chin. My wife recorded the measurements for me.
“Okay, the length of your back next.” I placed the tape in the middle of her neck and let it hang down her back over her butt. I slowly stretched the tape with my hand, gliding it down her spine and to the top of the crack of her buttcheeks. I could feel her stiffen as my hand slid down her back. “26 inches.”
I next measured from shoulder to shoulder. This was the last of the measurements I would take from behind her and I was thinking about being close to her breasts as my hands pulled the tape taught and I called out the measurement.
I moved around her and stood directly in front of this woman, naked, her arms by her sides, her full body on display and elevated the 10 inches of the stool she stood on. Her breathing could be seen to be rather fat as her breasts rose and fell. I looked at her face and noticed the flush running over her cheeks and neck. She had her eyes closed and her lips parted.
“Okay, for the front now,” I stated as I moved one hand to the center of her throat and ran the tape between the fingers of my other hand between her breasts and over her firm flat stomach to the middle of her pubic area. I could feel her shaking as I pressed my hand into her pubic mound to tighten the tape. I bent slightly to see the measurement and could smell her excitement, the musky odor of a woman. I took my time and fidgeted a bit with the tape before calling out the measurement.
“I need too get the hang of your breasts,” I remarked as I moved my lower hand up and ran it between her breasts and under them toward her underarm and around to the middle of her back. This brought me closer to her body and I could now smell her scent. I asked my wife to take the measurement as I could not see behind her.
I looked into Claires face and watched her reaction as my breath fell on her left boob. I could tell she noticed by her breathing, becoming just slightly faster. She was turning redder in her blush. If was almost asz if my wife took her time to get the reading, allowing me to study this gorgeous body so close to my eyes and my face. I could feel her heat on my cheeks.
“Okay, lets see if the other side is the same,” I stated as I pulled the tape under her other breast and around her body to her back again. This time my wife was already there and unfortunately it didn’t take as long before she called out the reading.
We continued on and I took a measurement of her stomach above, at and below her belly button.
Finally, we now had to get two measurements from the upper butt cheek down, between her legs, and up to her upper pubic area. “Spread your legs” I told her rather forcefully. She compiled and placed her feet a little more than shoulder width apart, affording me an unobstructed view of her bare pussy lips. I could now see the shimmer of dampness escaping her sex. The aroma of her excitement was now released as well and filled my nostrils, causing my cock to harden even more.
I kneeled in front of her and passed my arm between her legs and up her butt, explaining to my wife to tell me when I was centered on her cheek and at the very top of where her back met her cheek. It was not hard to find as her butt was very pronounced. I pulled the tape tight, adjusting it so it rode just to the side of her lips, then up to the top of her pubic bone. As I pulled it tight, her pussy opened slightly exposing her inner lips to my eyes. “Nice,” I said to everyone,”13 1/2 inches”. I hadn’t meant to say nice, but it spilled out. Not only my words but also just a little juice from her excitement.
I moved to the other side and confirmed the measurement, this time running the back of my fingers close to her opening and watching her lips open with excitement. She was now breathing noticeable harder and I took my time with this final measurement. I could now see the excitement she was feeling in the form of a drop of her juices hanging on her pussy.
“Okay, I’m done.”
Claire opened her eyes and looked at me. I could tell she was excited from the closeness of me to her. She slowly stepped down from the stool and bent to pick up her clothes. I wished I had repositioned before she did this, but my wife I noticed was int he perfect spot to see her sex as she was bent over.
“Next weekend we can fit it for the first time, hopefully my measurements will be right on and we’ll just need the one fitting.”
Claire pulled on her skirt and shirt, leaving her bra and panties off. “I can’t wait to get the fitting.”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/sgyxdr/erotic_leatherwork_from_start_to_finish_part_1