ASK MISS BLISS – SHE’S MAD BECAUSE HER BOYFRIEND AND I WENT ALL THE WAY
Written by Miss Bliss on July 16, 2008 – 11:50 am -
Dear Miss Bliss,
I know you’re extremely busy, but I would be very interested to get some advice from you. I have been with my girlfriend for about five months now and things were going great until a couple days ago when she emailed me an angry letter:
“You sleeping with my boyfriend was NOT part of the deal. Obviously, the two of us didn’t talk about this before I had you come over. He said if I found a girl I liked enough to be my girlfriend that he didn’t mind. He said he’d enjoy watching, which I didn’t mind. I also wouldn’t have minded if he just played with you only using his hands and tongue. No weiner allowed! After you left the other night, I told him I felt horrible that he would actually have ‘sex’ with someone else. He told me to deal with it or you aren’t allowed over.”
She has a boyfriend and yes, all three of us had sex with one another. I preferred only to be with her, but I thought that it was just the agreement they had with each other, so I dealt with it. Well, now, after five months, she comes back and says she never wanted that to happen and the only way I can come over there is if he can have me, as well. So I don’t know what to do. I love her but I don’t want her to be upset because he wants to have sex with me, too.
Thanks for listening,
Caught in the Middle
Dear Caught in the Middle,
1. YOU DID NOTHING WRONG
First, you did everything right. To be with her, you had to be with her boyfriend, too. Even though you preferred to have her all to yourself, you understood she was in a relationship and tried to respect their rules.
2. COUPLES NEED TO DIRECTLY COMMUNICATE THEIR “RULES” TO THEIR LOVER BEFORE PROBLEMS ARISE
As your lover wrote, she and her boyfriend did not clearly discuss what was “part of the deal” before you came over. She did not tell him or you that she was uncomfortable with penetration. If she had, I am certain you would not have gone anywhere near his “weiner.” But she didn’t, and seems to blame you for not reading her mind and stopping the intercourse from happening. This is her fault and if she is angry, she should be angry at herself for not communicating her needs better.
3. CAN YOU BE WITH THEM AND NOT HAVE INTERCOURSE WITH HIM?
According to her letter, the two of them want something different. She wants to continue having threesomes, just without you and the boyfriend having intercourse. It seems he wants the sex to continue as it is. Obviously, dear reader, you have a problem. If being with her is important to you, it seems you cannot aggravate the situation by having intercourse with him. However, before you are with them again, you need to clearly tell them both that you do not want to continue having sexual intercourse with him because you do not want to cause tension or jealousy in their relationship.
4. WHAT IF HE STILL WANTS INTERCOURSE DURING THE NEXT THREESOME?
If you clearly communicated to them that you cannot have sexual intercourse during your encounters and he tries to have sex with you again, you may have to end the relationship with both of them. If he can’t respect her wishes or yours, you do not want to be involved with this couple. Sadly, if he acts badly she may just blame you. Some girls will always blame the “other” girl before focusing her anger on her man – even if he deserves it! If this is the case, it may be time to find a new, drama-free girlfriend.
5. NEVER, EVER HAVE SEX WITH A MAN JUST TO BE WITH HIS GIRL
I know that it can be very hard to find a female lover who you adore. When that girl is attached to a man, it is incredibly important to remember that you never have to be with her man if you do not want to be. I have heard some bi-girls say that they will “take one for the team” to be with a girl (meaning they will sleep with the boyfriend even when she does not want to.) Sexual intercourse is a sacred, loving ritual and should only be shared with partners you truly adore. Do not have sex with him just to be with her. It will only bring you drama.
OXXOXOXOXOOX
BLISS WARRIOR
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IF YOU ENJOYED THIS BLOG, YOU MAY ENJOY READING OTHER ASK MISS BLISS COLUMNS:
ASK MISS BLISS - A GIRL’S FIRST THREESOME
ASK MISS BLISS - A TOMBOY HANDLES JEALOUSY
ASK MISS BLISS - MARRIED TO A MAN AND IN LOVE WITH A WOMAN
ASK MISS BLISS - WHAT TO DO WITH UNEXPRESSED DESIRES
ASK MISS BLISS - TORN BETWEEN LOVERS
ASK MISS BLISS - MY BOYFRIEND’S PUSHING HARD FOR A THREESOME
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ASK MISS BLISS - HOW DO I KNOW IF A GIRL LIKES ME?
Written by Miss Bliss on July 9, 2008 – 9:33 am -Dear Miss Bliss,
I have known I was bisexual since I was 9 years old and realized I had a crush on my best friend. I am now 22 and really want to have my first experience with a girl, but I just don’t know how to make it happen. If a girl was interested in me, how would I know? What are the signs that a girl likes you? I know when a man wants me, but can never tell when a girl does. And, if a girl does like me, how do I take it to the next level?
Thanks,
Needing Help With Girls
Dear Needing Help,
Last week I was in New York, lunching with the stunning and smart, guest blogger, V., and we were just talking about this. Her long, blonde curls draped around her slim shoulders as she said, “I don’t get these girls who are never hit on by women. I don’t do anything and girls come on to me all the time.”
“Well, you are (1) incredibly gorgeous,” I say, “and (2) you only hang with lesbians.”
“That’s true,” she says with a deep, sexy laugh. “I guess that would make the odds of girls hitting on me a bit higher than the average girl.”
“I think it’s hard for some girls to find female lovers because they aren’t comfortable being the aggressor in the relationship. Many bi-girls are used to men making the moves and feel incredibly awkward hitting on another girl. I think once they have dated one girl, it becomes much easier to find other lovers.”
“Why do you think that is?”
“For some, it’s just knowing that they can find a girl they like and this gives them confidence to find other lovers or girlfriends. For others, they can ‘read’ girls better after having had a successful connection. Once they were with a girl, it’s like they can suddenly see the vibes bi-girls give off and instinctively know who is approachable.”
“It’s sad that it’s so hard for so many girls to find lovers.”
“Well, that’s why we write, love. To share some of the secrets that we’ve learned to help those sweet curious bi-girls.”
WAYS TO FIND THAT FEMALE LOVER
1. THROW A PARTY AND SEE WHO LINGERS AT THE END OF THE NIGHT
My fabulous blue-eyed, blonde vixen friend, Nikita is in a relationship and has no trouble finding girls to bring into their thing. She swears that one of the best ways to figure out who is interested in her and her man is to throw a party. “I always make sure my friends know I am bi. I don’t hide it. So, I’ve noticed that whenever I throw a party, if a girl is interested in us, she will hang out until the very end, when everyone else has left. Sometimes, we are shocked because it’s the straightest-seeming girl who’s game at the end of the night! If she wants one more drink after everyone else has gone, you can pretty much bet she’s asking you to seduce her.”
2. INVITE CUTE GIRLS OVER FOR A SWIM
Another beautiful brunette bi friend of mine says her swimming pool does all of the seducing for her. “When I am into a girl, I invite her over to my place. After a drink or two, I smile at her and say, ‘Want to go for a swim?’ Naturally, she says, ‘I would, but I don’t have a swim suit.’ That’s when I say, ‘Why do you need a suit? I’m not wearing one.’ Once we’re in the pool, she’s all mine!”
3. IF YOU AREN’T AFRAID OF REJECTION, MAKE THE FIRST MOVE AT A BAR
A couple of years ago, I met a bi-girl who was studying to get her M.A. in Education. Sporting long, muscular legs and a sweet light brown bob, she says it’s easy to find bi lovers – as long as you don’t mind rejection. “I just go up to cute girls in bars and tell them I think they are beautiful. If that doesn’t scare them, I order us both drinks, chat awhile, then ask her straight up if she’d like to go home with me. Once I got over the fear that I might be turned down, I was shocked by how many girls said, yes.”
4. PLACE SOME SEXY GIRL-GIRL PICTURES IN KEY PLACES IN YOUR APARTMENT
A couple of hot girl-girl pictures or pictures of pin-ups placed in your bedroom, or the bathroom, can give girls the signal that you are open to being approached. Let them figure out your sexuality through your art and see if they don’t end up lingering later, waiting for you to kiss them.
5. ALCOHOL CAN STILL HELP YOU WITH CONFIDENCE ISSUES
Many first kisses and sexual experiences happen with the assistance of alcohol. A few good drinks can knock out inhibitions and help you feel more confident. But be careful not to overindulge. It would be horrible to finally find a female lover only to end up sick in the bathroom most of the night.
6. WATCH SEXY MOVIES LIKE GIA, THE HUNGER, ETC.
Invite a friend you have a crush on to watch a movie with you that has some hot girl-girl scenes. Gia is a great one, because Angelina Jolie is stunningly naked throughout the movie, and the sex scenes are truly hot. (For other hot Sapphic films, CLICK HERE) See how your friend reacts. If she gets really, really quiet, know that she may be really, really turned on. If she doesn’t like it, I am sure she will let you know. Either way, it will help you gauge if there is connection there.
7. POST AN AD ON CRAIGSLIST
I still highly recommend posting on Craigslist. For one, it gives you an opportunity to describe exactly what you are seeking and why. Second, it allows you a chance to get to know a potential lover through e-mail before meeting. And, three, no matter what you might think, bi-girls read CL and do answer ads. CL has brought so many magical bi-girls into my life that I will always recommend it.
8. LOOK FOR KEY SIGNS: EYE CONTACT, TOUCHING YOU, WANTING TO SPEND MORE TIME WITH YOU, JOKING ABOUT HOOKING UP
Remember that girls are not used to being the aggressors in relationships. They will give you signals letting you know they want you to flirt with them. Watch for direct eye contact or little touches from her. Is she touching you a lot? Chances are, she wants you to touch her more. When you go out and it’s time to go home, does she try to make plans with you for the next day? If she wants to see you 2 or more days in a row, she’s probably interested, too. And, finally, if she jokes about you two kissing or hooking up, she’s also testing the waters. Take a joke as a sign that she is interested, and wants you to confirm that you are attracted to her, as well.
9. REMEMBER TO LOVE YOURSELF AND THE RIGHT GIRL WILL FIND YOU
It’s simple advice, but the most important in the end. The more you love yourself, the sexier you will be and the more likely she will find you.
XOXOXOXOXO
BLISS WARRIOR
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IF YOU ENJOYED READING THIS BLOG, YOU MAY ALSO ENJOY:
ASK MISS BLISS - WHY WON’T SHE MEET ME FOR A DATE?
ASK MISS BLISS - A GIRL’S FIRST THREESOME
ASK MISS BLISS - THE ART OF FLIRTATION
ASK MISS BLISS - HE DOESN’T BELIEVE I’M COMMITTED
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She Danced Into My Fairytale - Part Two - A Baby Bi-Girl Shares Her First Time
Written by Jungle Jane on July 8, 2008 – 9:45 am -Dearest Readers, Jungle Jane returns with Part Two of her first bisexual experience, She Danced Into My Fairytale. Missed Part One? CLICK HERE to catch up. XOXOXOXO BLISS WARRIOR
I woke up leisurely, made a breakfast, and got some work done. I took a long hot shower later in the day. I shampooed twice, used a little extra conditioner, shaved those sexy legs and delicate underarms and sensitive bikini line. I soaped up my body with my olive soap bar, rinsed, and dried. I combed my long hair out straight and tied up a couple strands to keep it out of my face. I lotioned up my body and painted my toes bright pink. I slipped on my skirt and a shirt that matched, but just didn’t quite feel like the right shirt. None of the other shirts seemed any better, so I settled. You know how clothes can be sometimes.
I got to the party a little early. The ballerina was there. Danya showed up with a little number she got at Savers for one of us. It was an evocative blue lingerie top with a fancy fitting zip back and classy sequence lining the seams. She grabbed the ballerina and me by the hand and led us into her office space to try it on and model it for her.
I was not wearing any panties under my skirt and Miss D. yanked my skirt right off my tiny hips! “Try it on, baby!,” she said in a vodka tone of voice with fierce excitement for this top that she just knew would fit us perfectly. The ballerina and I have the same body shape . The shy coldness of the air on my bare ass quickly melted away with warmth as I threw my boring shirt onto the floor. I slipped into the top and the ballerina zipped up the back and admired me from behind while Danya checked me out in the front. This top barely hid my yoni and only half of my ass. Feeling fully exposed, I was a little nervous to look in the mirror. I took a deep breath and turned to check myself out with two adoring women by my side that made me feel like a goddess.
“My turn,” the ballerina said and spun her clothes off in the most gracious of ballerina ways. Her smile is bright white and ear to ear. Her eyes are brown like her curly hair and her skin is golden. I helped her slip into the top and zipped it up making sure to feel her softness. She spins for us. She pirouettes, points her toes, arches and bends and laughs.
She made me feel drunk.
I picked up her silk sarong and had to try on its softness. She saw me and said, “Yes,” and grabbed my skirt and put it on. The skirt was perfect on her. She loved how it felt as on her as much as I enjoyed her silk on me. She grabbed a gold, shimmery piece of fabric and tied it around her chest with a bow over the shoulder. Stunning. She was a model. I put her top on me and we traded clothes for the night. I was now covered in her smell
and the party just started. We flashed smiles at each other from across the room all night. Made sure to touch each other each time we passed while mingling. Finally, when it was proper to get comfortable and listen to the music we took our seats next to each other.
Her fire burned next to mine while we sat next to the flaming bon fire. Encircled by gardenia bushes wrapped in Passion Fruit, the smell in the air was intoxicating. The music played. Our breathing was tantric and our bodies magnets. The energy flowed out of my mouth and into hers. Out of hers and into mine. The circulation stirred the nerves around my navel and began to swirl in my belly. We leaned on each other. Our fingers danced on each other’s skin. We whispered sweet sounds into our ears and necks. I kissed her shoulder. She kissed my cheek. I squeezed her leg. She squeezed my foot. She moaned. This girl is made of nerve endings. She knows how to moan. She looks at me in amazement. She has a charge coming off of her. I thought I felt her body orgasm or something to the equivalent as my body did the same. If there is such a thing as being on the same wavelength, we were.
When the party was ending I asked her to walk me to the drive. I wanted to say goodbye in private. We held hands on our short walk and hugged with our faces buried in our necks. I pull back to see that her top had come down. What can I say, it was loose fitting. Her breasts are perfect.
I had to kiss one of them. I didn’t have to nibble, I suppose, but I did.
Then I kissed her cheek one more time and floated home in her clothes.
TO BE CONTINUED…
XOXOXOX
JUNGLE JANE
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IF YOU ENJOYED JUNGLE JANE’S WORK, YOU MAY ENJOY READING HER OTHER TRUE STORIES:
CRUSHING ON THE TAKEN GIRL: A BABY BI-GIRL SHARES HER STORY
A GIRL’S FIRST VIBRATOR: A BABY BI-GIRL SHARES HER STORY
GETTING HER NUMBER: A BABY BI-GIRL SHARES HER STORY
A BABY BI-GIRL SHARES HER STORY
FROM OUR OTHER GUEST BLOGGERS:
V.:
AND THEN THERE WERE TWO - A SERIALIZED TRUE STORY OF A GIRL, HER MAN, AND THE LOVER HE INTRODUCED HER TO.
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE - A LITTLE PATIENCE FOR SPANKING THE INTELLECT
DAPHNE:
PLAYING WITH GENDER: DAPHNE STRAPS IT ON FOR HER MAN
TIE ME UP, TIE ME DOWN: A BI-GIRL SHARES HER FIRST S&M EXPERIENCE
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UPCOMING EVENTS FOR BI-GIRLS IN ALBUQUERQUE, NEW YORK, TORONTO & SAN DIEGO
Written by Miss Bliss on July 4, 2008 – 10:10 am -
ALBUQUERQUE:
TOMORROW, Saturday July 5 - Celebrate your bi-independence!
(1) Bi-Freedom Day beginning with a Bliss Brunch 12 noon Flying Star on Silver ave downtown.
(2) Dancing at Exhale Bar & Grill 10 pm
6132 4th St NW / Los Ranchos de Albuquerque / (505) 342-0049
Visit http://www.myspace.com/lacivia for more information.
NEW YORK:
Sunday July 6, 2pm - Central Park Picnic
Bi Women Of All Colors is having a picnic on Sunday and are already taking RSVP’s. The raindate is Sunday July 13, just in case.
Relax in Central Park on a Sunday afternoon with your bi & bi-friendly sisters. Bring food, drinks, musical instruments, poems, sunblock, beach blanket. Last year was a blast, let’s do it again!
Date/Time: Sunday July 6, 2pm (Raindate Sun July 13)
Location: Central Park on grass across road from Boathouse Express Café.
Enter Park: 72 St & 5th Ave
Admission: Free, just bring or buy your own food or food to share. Picnic food & drinks can be purchased at Boathouse Express Café: http://www.thecentralparkboathouse.com/sections/food/menu-quick.htmDirections from East Side: Take 6 train to 68 St. Enter park at 72nd St & 5th Ave, make a R, walk left around the sailboat pond (official name: Conservatory Water), pass the Hans Christian Anderson statue, take path up towards Boathouse Café. We will be on grass before you cross the road to the café, several yards back from the road, under shade trees if it’s hot.
Directions from West Side: Take C train to 72 St. Walk E. across park to Boathouse Café. (Unless you know the way and the forks in the road, we advise starting from 72nd & 5th Ave.)
TO RSVP, PLEASE VISIT BI WOMEN OF ALL COLORS ON YAHOO GROUPS AT : http://groups.yahoo.com/group/BiWomenofAllColors/
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Sunday July 20, 6:30pm Grape Arbor Italian Dinner
Hey Ladies, want to hang out with a cool bunch of bi women of all colors, ages and diversities? Join us for a delicious Italian dinner in a lovely backyard garden with grape arbor and make new friends!
LOCATION: Backyard garden at Bello Giardino
ADDRESS: 71 W. 71 St, corner Columbus Ave
ADMISSION: Free, just buy your own dinner.
SUBWAYS: C or 1, 2, 3 to 72 St.
TO RSVP, PLEASE VISIT BI WOMEN OF ALL COLORS ON YAHOO GROUPS AT : http://groups.yahoo.com/group/BiWomenofAllColors/
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SAN DIEGO:
Saturday, July 19th at 8:00pm - PRIDE GIRL DANCE AT THE ABBEY
Location:
The Abbey
2825 Fifth Ave
San Diego, CA 92103….an incredible atmosphere, wall to wall women, VIP service and top-notch entertainment, plus celebrity appearances, including Danielle Egnew. Entertainment includes tight mixes on the turntables, and of course MILK is best known for is the sexy Lipstik Inc. dancers. These girls are the hottest go-go dancers on the West Coast. Be sure to bring plenty of ones for their seductive bar show every half hour. There will be a surprise midnight show. Celebrity appearances to be dropped at thelavenderlens.com on Tuesday before Pride.
For more info and to RSVP visit The San Diego Bisexual Women’s Group at http://lgbtfriends.meetup.com/200/
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Saturday, July 26th at 12 noon - BLISS WARRIOR RETURNS TO BRUNCH WITH THE SD BI WOMEN
- Location : Hash House a Go Go
3628 5th Ave
San Diego, CA 92103
(619) 298-4646- An inclusive, diverse and fun group where bi women can meet, socialize and network with other bi women in San Diego County and beyond. We’ve organized several brunches, a happy hour, and art events, and have more events in the works. You can attend an event on our calendar or organize your own event. When you request to join the group ladies, please include a photo of yourself (or yourself and your partner) or your request will be denied–this is the only mandatory requirement for membership. Also, please note that a bi girl’s male partner cannot join independently–the bi girl must join on behalf of the couple and her photo or a photo of the couple must be posted in the member profile. Please join us for conversation, friendship and fun!
- For more information and to RSVP, visit The San Diego Bisexual Women’s Group at http://lgbtfriends.meetup.com/200/
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TORONTO:
Saturday, August 2, 12 noon: Back Alley Sexy Book Swap and Lunch!
Toronto Bi-Girls are invited to meet in a back alley restaurant for lunch.
Bring your favorite sexy books to share and swap!
Please RSVP to Waterlily on Hotel Bliss for what promises to be a scintillating experience or e-mail me at bliss@blisswarrior.com for more information…
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HAVE AN EVENT FOR BI-WOMEN YOU WOULD LIKE ME TO PROMOTE? E-MAIL ME AT BLISS@BLISSWARRIOR.COM.
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And Then There Were Two, Chapter 3 - A Little Patience for Spanking the Intellect
Written by V. on June 10, 2008 – 8:27 am -Darling Readers, Miss V. returns with Chapter 3 of her serialized true story, “And Then There Were Two.” If you missed Chapter One, CLICK HERE and if you missed Chapter Two, CLICK HERE. Enjoy! XXOXOXOXOOX BLISS WARRIOR
CHAPTER THREE - A LITTLE PATIENCE FOR SPANKING THE INTELLECT
The next morning, sitting at the table with Gemma as Marcus made breakfast I was struck by how normal this all seemed. In a sleepy haze I sipped deeply from my mug of steaming, sweet, milky tea. Conversation flew around the room as I welcomed the eggs Marcus placed in front of me. We gossiped, we laughed; we discussed how The Terminator could become the governor of a state and marveled at the likelihood that Bush would again be president and noted that the word ‘bush’ was too good a word to be wasted on such a man. When I first arrived in London the question I constantly fielded was about the Terminator/governor situation but now the pendulum was swinging and focus was steadfastly fixing on the president or lack of one, depending. As we finished our food, plans for the day were being made according to schedules and locale. I only knew I was going to be dropped at Waterloo as it was en route to everyone’s final destination and I could from there catch the subway back to my apartment.
In the end, clearly, I had missed the final train the night before. Marcus had warmly welcomed me into his home as though this were the most ordinary scenario imaginable. Gemma got up and poured a fresh glass of red for our host. When she returned to her seat her bare leg rejoined mine and we three settled into an easy rapport. Louis was and remained our common thread. Although there was the shared unspoken knowledge about what would most likely unfold between Gemma and myself that night, his presence was never dismissed or disregarded or equally important, used.
The softness of the summer night enveloped us all until a late hour urged us to climb the stairs. As Gemma closed the door to our room, I could hear Marcus climb one more flight to his directly above ours. In the darkness I felt her fingertips dancing across my back gently searching for then finding the clasp of my bra…
The mercurial nature of our connection dictates a need to elaborate on the mechanics or developing infrastructure of this impending romance. Gemma and I both were committed to our personal lives outside of the curious bubble we had found ourselves in. In a reverence and profound respect for other hearts we held in our hands, we forged an unspoken understanding to not in any way flaunt our growing sexual connection. There was a time and place for our explorations with each other and to that end we kept a firm restraint over our inclinations and kept them discreetly away from the eyes of others. This was all very British of us, or French, I still can’t decide. We were finding our way to a balance anchored in total honesty and care while still honoring the journey she and I so clearly needed to take.
After breakfast, as we sped through the streets of London towards Waterloo my thoughts traveled back to the previous night and I wondered, had Marcus been able to hear Gemma and I l?
A blush and a smile privately spread over my cheeks and lips…
XOXO
V
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IF YOU ENJOYED OUR GUEST BLOGGER’S WORK, YOU MAY ENJOY READING WORK FROM:
JUNGLE JANE:
CRUSHING ON THE TAKEN GIRL: A BABY BI-GIRL SHARES HER STORY
A GIRL’S FIRST VIBRATOR: A BABY BI-GIRL SHARES HER STORY
GETTING HER NUMBER: A BABY BI-GIRL SHARES HER STORY
A BABY BI-GIRL SHARES HER STORY
DAPHNE:
PLAYING WITH GENDER: DAPHNE STRAPS IT ON FOR HER MAN
TIE ME UP, TIE ME DOWN: A BI-GIRL SHARES HER FIRST S&M EXPERIENCE
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THIS WEEK ON BLISS WARRIOR:
WEDNESDAY - TALES FROM TORONTO, PART 2 - More stories from the first fantastic international Bliss Brunch
THURSDAY - THE BEST FROM THE HOTEL BLISS GUEST BLOG - Read what other bi-girls are writing!
FRIDAY - SPIN THE BOTTLE, PART 2 - Bliss brings you the second part of this Friday Night Bedtime Story.
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ON A SIDE NOTE:
DARLING, DEDICATED READERS - THANKS TO YOUR SUPPORT, BLISS WARRIOR HAS GONE FROM BEING THE 800,000TH MOST POPULAR BLOG IN NOVEMBER 2007 (I KNOW, WHO KNEW THERE WERE SO MANY BLOGS OUT THERE?) TO NOW RANKING 54,002! THANKS TO ALL OF YOU, WE HAVE JUMPED 750,000 SPOTS IN THE LAST 8 MONTHS. A SPECIAL THANK YOU TO THE WONDERFUL EDITORS AT SUGASM FOR HELPING MAKE BLISS WARRIOR BE SEEN BY THOUSANDS OF NEW READERS EACH MONTH AND TO CHRISTIAN AND JUNGLE JANE FOR THEIR WORK AND UNTIRING FAITH IN THIS PROJECT. XOXOXOXO BLISS ****************************************************************************************************
HEY NEW YORKERS!!! BLISS IS COMING TO NEW YORK FOR BI PRIDE. SHALL WE GET A GROUP TOGETHER FOR THE PARADE? XOXOXOXOX
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SPIN THE BOTTLE - ANOTHER FRIDAY NIGHT BEDTIME STORY
Written by Miss Bliss on May 30, 2008 – 6:52 pm -
“God, girl, you make a mean gin and tonic.”
“It’s all about the bitters,” Carina says. “And the fresh lime. Without lime, a gin and tonic is just ick.” She scrunches up her freckled nose and shakes her straight strawberry blonde hair. She is utterly adorable and you remember why you first fell in love with her in English Lit. class.
“That’s so true,” says your beautiful friend, George. She is an incredibly stunning blonde dressed in black jeans and a white tank. Her hot pink bra straps hang out and her blue eyes look up at you through thick black liner. You are in love with her and she loves you and you wonder when the right amount of alcohol will bring you together.
You smile, so delighted that George likes your new friend, Carina. This is the first night you’ve hung out with a group of girls in a long time. Most of the time you are out drinking with the boys; the guys who pine for you but are too unattractive or too boring for your heart. Sometimes, one of your good girl friends joins you, or you just go out alone with her. But you rarely go out with a group of girls. It’s just not your scene.
Both George and Carina are fun to split a cheap pitcher of beer with, but their personalities are completely different. George is bisexual, like you, and tells the boys you are both lesbians, so they don’t interrupt your conversation. She holds your hand across the table and kisses it, just to tease you and impress them. All night you talk sex, masturbation, fantasies, and brag to each other about your sexual talents, but you don’t hook up. The flirtation is there but neither of you are willing to make the first move. Well, not yet.
Carina is dreamier, more romantic, and very, very straight. You wonder if she can orgasm, but never say that to her. Instead, you two talk about novels, art, expression, love, old boyfriends and current disappointing dates. Or, rather, she talks, while your mind imagines the day the two of you wake up together nestled in each others’ arms. You wouldn’t find her interesting normally, but she is so sweet and pretty and innocent - and, a challenge. Plus, how straight is she if she holds your hand as you walk down the street and kisses you on the cheek? She must be at least curious, but you don’t say this because you can’t lose her.
“Did you two ever play Spin the Bottle,” George asks, with a wicked smile. You hope she doesn’t freak Carina out.
“Oh, my God! I loved that as a little girl,” Carina says with a giggle.
We are sitting on pillows on Carina’s living room floor. She just moved out of the dorms and doesn’t have any furniture yet. You tell your two friends, glowing in the light of low lamps covered in silk scarves, that when you were ten, you had a slumber party. “We played Spin the Bottle, and for awhile the girls just would answer truth questions. Then it became dares.”
“Did girls hook up,” asks George with a naughty wink.
“Girls kissed each other but it wasn’t considered gay because we were practicing for our first kiss with a boy.”
“I practiced kissing with my best friend,” Carina says, and you notice her cheeks are flushed.
“You never told me that,” you say shocked.
“We should play right now,” says George and you smile at her. A part of you panics that Carina might end up liking George more than you, but you silent that voice with a large gulp of gin.
“So are we playing truth or dare or strip Spin the Bottle,” you ask, determined not to let George outshine you.
“Strip Spin the Bottle,” asks Carina in her innocent voice. “Did you play that? I’ve never heard of that.”
“Let’s play Truth or Dare,” George doesn’t wait for you to answer Carina’s question. She is ready to play. “But, please God, nobody say truth, okay? Because that is way too boring.”
“Only if I get to spin first,” Carina says to George. “And only if we do some more shots.” Carina goes behind the small bar that separates her kitchen from the rest of her living room and lines up three shots of vodka with more lime to chase it. “I definitely need to get drunker!” Each of you down the shots, laugh, she repours, you repeat.
Finding an empty bottle in her recycling, Carina leads us back to the floor and we clear a space to spin the green bottle. She spins first, as requested, and the bottle spins fast, then slows and finally points right at you. “Dare me, darling, dare me,” you say, feeling the alcohol.
“I dare you to drink another shot,” Carina says and George rolls her eyes, showing her disapproval of an utterly lame dare.
“We just did a shot,” you say but wanting to show off how well you hold your liquor, you stand, go over to her kitchen bar and down another. Returning to the girls, you ask, “That was easy. My spin?”
You spin the bottle and let it whirl and whirl. It lands directly between both girls. You spin again. It lands on George. She smiles at you with her cocky grin and you say, “I dare you to kiss Carina’s neck.”
She looks at you with an odd question in her eyes. You seem to have surprised her and enjoy seeing her confusion. “I would love to,” she says, her bravado restored. She comes up to Carina, and slowly, slowly, moves in close to her, tucks her red hair behind her ear and lets her pink, full lips linger - lovingly - on Carina’s neck. For a moment the air is electric and still and you feel a strong throb between your legs. A part of you is frightened by what will happen next. The drunk part of you can’t wait for the bottle to spin again.
Carina, laughs a very drunk laugh, and says, “Wow. That was the best neck kiss ever.” She laughs more and you suddenly feel left out and sad. You wonder why you wanted these two to meet. “Your spin, George,” Carina says in long, smiling, loopy-drunk words.
George spins and it lands on Carina. She smiles, and George says, “I want you to go over to our darling friend kiss her for at least two minutes. I’ll keep time,” she says and gestures to her watch. Carina looks a little scared and George is feeling victoriously naughty. She looks at you and her eyes ask if she’s shocked you yet.
Carina comes over and sits in front of you. Both of you are cross-legged and as she leans in to kiss you, she starts to giggle. “This is so weird,” she says, which shames and embarrasses you. You were right to never tell her about your sexuality.
“The clock is starting. Two minutes. 1, 2, 3 go.”
Intent to prove something, you kiss Carina slowly. You take the time to gently press against her lips. Not pressing too hard, she soon presses harder into you. Slowly, you open your lips and her drunken tongue finds its way into your mouth. Her tongue is as small as her lips and she tastes like alcohol and sugar. Soon, lost in her taste, you forget where you are, and your arms drift up her arm. Deep in your gut, the kiss penetrates you and you wonder if you have just fallen in love.
“Time’s up,” George says. “You two are good kissers.” She crawls up to the two of you and asks with faux innocence, but true charm, “Am I a good kisser?” She looks into your eyes and kisses you just as slowly, just as sweetly, just as delicately. Again, your stomach flips and you cannot believe this is really happening. Both girls you have ached for both kissing you? It feels so perfect you worry you may tear up.
As George pulls away, she turns to Carina. They kiss and you watch these two friends get lost in each other. As they separate, Carina says, “You are both wonderful kissers.” She laughs and says, “I can’t believe this.”
“Time for another round,” George stands and makes her way back to the kitchen.
“Yes,” you say.
“Can we play another round?”
“Oh, we are only just beginning,” you say, and you kiss her once more.
TO BE CONTINUED…..
XOXOXOOXOXOX
BLISS WARRIOR
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IF YOU ENJOYED THIS BLOG, YOU MAY ENJOY READING OTHER EROTIC FICTION BY BLISSWARRIOR
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CAPTIVATING THE COLLEGE GIRL PART ONE, PART TWO, AND PART THREE
TOUCHING UNDER THE TABLE
WAKE ME UP WITH YOUR TONGUE
YOU MADE MY BRAIN COME
LEARNING TO LOVE STRAP-ONS
ONE FRENCH AFTERNOON
WALKING HOME IN HER PANTIES
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ASK MISS BLISS - MY GIRLFRIEND’S UNHAPPY WITHOUT A FEMALE LOVER
Written by Miss Bliss on May 20, 2008 – 1:46 pm -Dear Miss Bliss,
My girlfriend and I have been dating for about a year and a half now, but we have been friends for nine. Until we got together, she had only dated a few guys, the last of which, really hurt her. Not only in the sense of a broken heart, but he broke her jaw. Since him, she was only in female relationships.
I was away at college for most of this. When I moved back, I couldn’t find her. It wasn’t until about a year later that I found her on Myspace. We started talking again, and it turned out she was in the process of ending another relationship. After a few weeks of hanging out, she told me she had a crush on me and for quite some time. I wanted to cry I was so happy. I had a crush on her since I first met her. She had been coming to me for advice for years, and I just sat back and helped her the best I could. It was killing me the whole time, but I wanted to see her happy.
When we first started dating, everything was great. We spent all the time we could together. One night while we were talking, she told me that she missed being with other girls a little bit. Not the relationship part, but sexually. So we talked about it a bit, and she asked if it was okay if she had another girl join us from time to time. I told her that was fine with me, but I actually had some concerns about it. What if she found out she liked being with girls more than me? Or fell for someone else? But we had a few experiences and all went good. I felt a little left out at times, but not too much for me to handle. I still got to participate fully.
Now, here is the problem. The last time we had “company” was 6 months ago. She can find plenty of girls that want to play with her, just not with us. I told her that she could play without me around, just as long as I knew about it. She said that is cheating and she wouldn’t do it. So I asked her, what if I just sat in the room with them? Not to join, but just to make her feel like it wasn’t cheating. She’s not going for that idea either. This has been dragging on for months. And I’m really starting to feel like I’m inadvertently keeping her from a part of her life that is a part of her.
At first when she started mentioning the idea of having a girl join us again, it didn’t seem urgent at all. She put up one post on Craigslist, checked a few posts, and nothing really came from it. It was no big deal. But now she posts one or more things a week and checks Craigslist twice daily. I really think she is getting irritated that she can find several absolutely stunning women that want to be with her, just not me. I don’t believe our relationship is in danger, but I do think she is going through some kind of withdrawal. I know she won’t cheat, but I need to find a way to help her be happier.
Sincerely,
Boyfriend Battling her Blues
Dear Boyfriend,
First, let me say how lucky your girl is to have found a guy who is so supportive, caring and loving. She is truly blessed to have a boyfriend who understands her sexuality and trusts her enough to encourage her to continue exploring it.
Second, she seems like a really committed, loving and honest partner and friend. It is really good that she does not want to have lovers without you and wants to include you in all sexual adventures. This is a sign that your connection is her number one priority and that your relationship is strong and loving.
1. IF SHE CHOOSES TO HAVE A “CLOSED” RELATIONSHIP, DO NOT FEEL LIKE YOU ARE KEEPING HER FROM HAPPINESS
It is very normal for her to be uncomfortable with the idea of you watching her while not being allowed to participate. You are her primary partner and even though she still loves girls, the sexual tryst may feel “empty” if you are not fully involved because you have her heart. There are some bi-girls who like to play on their own, but many would not enjoy or even consider play without their primary partner. As your girl so clearly tells you, that would feel like cheating. Since you have offered to let her play outside of the relationship or just watch and she has said no, she decided your relationship will be “closed”. If she is unhappy when she cannot find a lover to share with you, this is not your fault. Instead of making this into a problem by worrying about it, be the man that is proud that his girl loves him so much, she cannot make love without him.
2. DO BI-GIRLS NEED TO HAVE FEMALE LOVERS TO BE CONTENT IN A HETEROSEXUAL RELATIONSHIP?
There is a common misconception that once a girl is bisexual, she cannot be sexually fulfilled unless she is dating both a man and a woman. The truth is a little more complicated. Even for girls who have open relationships, they do not always want two lovers. Sometimes a bi-girl can be in a gay or straight relationship for years, or even a lifetime, without “missing” sex with the other gender. Even couples who play a lot sometimes need time to just be together, one-on-one. Since your girlfriend is not interested in playing without you and is still openly and honestly searching for the right lover for you both, don’t worry that the search is making her unhappy. Instead, focus on loving her right now and be proud that she is so true and dedicated to you.
3. SOMETIMES FINDING A THIRD IS HARD AND MAYBE THAT IS A GOOD THING
I know that you are concerned that you are inadvertently keeping her from being happy if she does not have female sexual companionship. It can be very hard to meet the right person to bring into your relationship, at times. You are both very lucky to have already had such nice connections with female lovers. For some couples, this is a shared fantasy that never becomes a reality, so, already, you are ahead of the pack. Remember that it is okay to have a period of time where you two are monogamous. Sometimes, the universe makes it hard to find a third because you both need time to be together and work on your core relationship. If you are concerned for her happiness, do not create drama and worry that she cannot be fulfilled in a relationship that is just with you. Instead, focus on loving her, being her sexual champion, and keeping her happy in your bed.
XOXOXOXOXOXO
BLISS WARRIOR
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LOVING GIRLS OF MANY SHAPES AND SIZES
Written by Miss Bliss on May 12, 2008 – 9:39 am -“It’s so strange that we have no idea of our own size or the space we actually fill. It’s so hard for us to see what others see.”
I am having lunch with a gorgeous baby bi-girl friend of mine in Hollywood. It is unusually cold - the June gloom came in May - and we are trying to warm up by sipping large bowls of soup. “Well, it’s especially easy to think you’re fat in L.A.”
“I know. When I’m in New York, I feel normal, and if I’m in South Dakota, it’s easy to feel thin…” She laughs and her blue eyes brighten the foggy afternoon. “But here in L.A., everyone is so determined to look like a stick on TV, it makes you feel crazy and huge.”
“You know,” she says with a tilt of her red hair, “when I lived in Seattle, I felt pretty darn good about my body. I never had issues with feeling fat. I liked who I was, but here…” Her words drift off and I nod.
“I’ve been trying to write a blog on why women should explore dating girls of all different body types, but I’ve had a hard time getting the right words out. When we feel fat, it’s because we are comparing ourselves to some stick-figure girl who has no breasts or butt but can fit into a size zero. As my man says, ‘Boy bodies can be fun once in awhile, but most men don’t want to spend their lives with just that.’ When he first said that to me, I thought he was crazy. I guess we are so used to seeing that body type in fashion and the media, we women get brainwashed and think that is what men want, when, in reality, men often prefer a soft, curvy, femme girl.”
“Is that true,” she asks with a raised eyebrow.
“Well, it wasn’t until we started having love affairs that I realized why men truly do appreciate the unique look of each woman’s body. Over many years, we have had the amazing honor of finding lovers that are taller, shorter, larger, curvier, thinner… And, with some of them, I felt like the ‘big’ girl, with others I felt like the ‘tiny’ girl, and sometimes, I would be surprised and delighted that the ‘tiny’ girl was actually my same size, even though I felt ‘bigger’.”
“It’s true that it’s really hard for us to see what others see.”
“There was something about being with a girl who would say, ‘Look at how fat my thighs are,’ and I would look at her and see beautiful legs. She wasn’t fat at all! Or the girl who’d complain about how flat chested she was when all I ever wanted was to be able to wear a tank-top without a bra. Moments like these helped me to question myself when my brain would go to those same dark places. By seeing the beauty in all types of women, I learned to see my own.”
She ponders this as she sips her soup, and I take a moment to feel gratitude for each and every woman whose unique beauty makes a dreary day sparkle.
XOXOXOXOXOXOXO
BLISS WARRIOR
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THE BEST OF THE HOTEL BLISS GUEST BLOG - READ WHAT BI-GIRLS ARE WRITING!
Written by Miss Bliss on May 1, 2008 – 11:00 am -Dearest Readers, As many of you know, Hotel Bliss, the first private community site for bi and bi-friendly women, is open for beta testing, and already the Guest Blog is full of amazing true stories. Some girls are writing about bi identity, some are sharing coming out stories, others are describing their unusual jobs… All the posts are well-written and incredibly interesting. Each week, I will highlight some of the best posts from the blog for your reading pleasure. XOXOXOXOXXO BLISS WARRIOR
I WAS THE LAST TO KNOW I WAS BI
written by Evocateur
I was twenty when I finally decided that there was no getting around it. I was unashamedly, irrefutably bisexual. The funny thing was, I had been saying I was bi since I was fifteen. Now, before you accuse me of being the type of girl that would make out with another girl at parties just to get attention, let me explain that I was hopelessly clueless about who I was even when I was staring straight at myself. Until I was twenty, I called myself theoretically bi. I knew I thought girls were stunning, but I had never felt a deep emotional attachment to one.
That changed when I met Jaime. Jaime was a bi girl who was an acquaintance of mine. I was dating a man at the time and they had fooled around. Overcome with guilt, she insisted to him that she had to tell me. Up until that conversation, I really didn’t know her that well. We started talking and I immediately became interested in this delightful and complex girl. After one conversation, it didn’t matter that she had fooled around with my boyfriend. In fact, I was happy because I never would have discovered how wonderful she was otherwise.
Jaime was just as surprised as I was at my reaction. I fell head over heels for her in a surprisingly short period of time. My man became convinced that I liked girls more than I liked boys. I was fighting spontaneous romantic urges I had never felt before in my life. I called her my inamorata.
Now here’s what I valued most about this precious bit of time where I had my inamorata’s affection. I began to look at women differently. I had always had a somewhat uneasy relationship with other women. I found them intimidating, inscrutable, or too catty for my liking. Now, everywhere I turned I found something wonderful in the women around me. Their beauty, their intellects, their hopes and their creativity. They all reminded me of her. I also had far more self confidence because I loved her and I was a woman just like her, so I began to love myself. I looked different when I saw myself in the mirror. This is what my love for Jaime did to me.
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A SIGH OF RELIEF: COMING OUT TO MY FRIEND
by Shananigans
I went to go pick up my check, thinking I would just be in and out. In my case, nothing really goes as planned for me. I end up wandering to see my friend that is working her department. Before I can see her, I hear her lispy voice ” hi chi-chi girl!” ( she calls me that in reference to my new clit piercing). I turn and I blush in her direction. She hugs me. ” I knew it was you, because I saw that big butt of yours.” I laugh thinking about all the gossip I have heard regarding my ass from co-workers. I am not offended. I feel complimented, in fact.
So we both get to talking about plans for the weekend. I remind her of my trip to California. She beams ” you are the luckiest girl I know.” She thinks it’s admirable that my man and I have been so strong thus far in our now two-year relationship. She asks if I have been out lately. I mumble something about working and not having time. I mentioned something weird that happened one drunken night recently. Her eyes lit up. “Oh, you have to tell me!” I say, “Nah, you really don’t wanna know.. You’ll probably think I am weird or something…,” I trail off. She assures me, and after five minutes of gentle prodding I admit to having a threesome. Her eyes grow large. “WITH TWO GUYS?!!!!”
I say no…
She stares a second…
I say, ”It was with a guy and a girl, I’m bi.”
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TALES OF A DANCER: THE FIRST INSTALLMENT
by Heavenly Heather
She put on black slacks, a dressy, low-cut, sexy shirt, and pulled on the black high heeled boots. The flat-iron clamped on each clump of already-straight black hair. Each one had to be in place. She needed this.
She carefully covered each blemish on her face with the pale base make-up. Her eyeliner had to be straight. Her lips had to be red. Her eyelashes had to be curled. If she didn’t get this, where would they go?
He had told her she didn’t have to do it. But she knew she did. He was visibly angry at himself for allowing this to happen. Why couldn’t he do more? Why couldn’t he get another job…maybe two? Why was she being so stubborn about this? But he knew she needed to do it. It was the only way.
She held her breath and tried not to think about it as she gripped the steering wheel.
It’s okay. You can do it.
Her very christian childhood prohibited sex, petting, or even talking intimately before marriage. Kissing was to be EXTREMELY limited and reserved for those who were engaged…and now it had come to this. How could she?
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WHAT TO GET AN ESCORT FOR HER BIRTHDAY
by Saying It All
I’m sitting in the shade on a pleasantly hot afternoon. The condensation on my glass of whiskey is making a small puddle on the glass top of the bar that Dani and her man Bart have set up on their patio. It’s a birthday barbeque for me and Dani. I’m surrounded by the people who know me best. My chosen family. Each and every one of them knows my secrets and would protect me with all that they have. They know that my work takes so much out of me, in spirit and love and energy. They know I’ve been feeling a bit of care-giver burnout. And every one of them is making sure I simply enjoy myself for a change. I’m in the most comfortable space I can imagine.
But we’ve been drinking for hours now. The sun is starting to sink, and I’m feeling the heat and liquor. I ask Dani if I can lay down for just a bit. She leads me into her bedroom and pulls back the covers while I strip off my pants. I climb between the cool sheets and she tucks me in and places a sweet kiss on my forehead.
“I’ll come wake you in just a bit.” she says, as she’s walking to the door. But as she opens the door, there stand Lia and Jane. These two are my partners in crime. And though Dani offers to shoo them away, I tell her to go ahead and let them in. My girls are always welcome.
They come to the bed, one on each side, and stroke my hair and face, kiss my fingers, ask me if I’m feeling ok. I assure them that I’m just laying down for a bit. Recharging. A look passes between them. A sly smile. They peel the covers down to my waist and encourage me to let them take my tank and bra. “To make you more comfortable”. And they are right. I’m more comfy without them. Especially when Jane runs her hands up from my bellybutton to gently stroke my breasts. They are such dolls. Being soothing, kind, loving. And I’m feeling like the most loved being on Earth.
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AND THEN THERE WERE TWO - CHAPTER TWO
Written by Miss Bliss on April 29, 2008 – 11:37 am -Dearest Readers, This is chapter two in our guest blogger, V.’s, serialized blog about her and her man, and the women he introduced her to. If you missed Chapter One, CLICK HERE. Enjoy!
XOXXOXOXO BLISS WARRIOR
As I traveled beneath the London streets towards Gemma’s dinner invitation, the cautionary ‘Mind the Gap’ announcement at each Tube stop suddenly resonated in a new profound way. A commonplace subway platform safety warning took on a whole new dimension. And then when considering those three words as it might apply to the body of a female, well my mind really began to wander. I was fidgeting and acutely aware of the upholstered subway seat against the backs of my thighs.
Because of the extreme expense of UK cell phone plans, texting is very big. Meaning I hadn’t actually heard Gemma’s voice since we had said our goodbyes four days prior. I only had the crafted phrasing of a few text messages guiding me into this unaccompanied encounter. Plus, most Brits even cloaked in an aura of general formality will after the briefest of connections sign off using an ‘x’ so at times it can be difficult to decipherer an intention.
At this point I knew by now what Louis’s ‘x’s’ meant by their number and if they appeared in lower or upper case. Even a mix of lower and upper case revealed a specific meaning. Louis was still away.
Was I heading towards a date or being blessed with a new friend, or both? Again, useless analyzing. I was meeting Gemma at the home of her friend where she stayed when in town- a place where I would eventually live, but that’s another story. His name and work were familiar to me but I had yet to meet him. Perhaps he would be home, perhaps not. In the end did it really matter? These thoughts, thoughts, more thoughts circling each other…
The subway service in London ends at midnight.
Finally I reached her stop and made my way out of the station and onto the street. My heart pounded as I found the house. I took a deep breath and rang the bell. There she was, smiles, hugs, bright eyes, and her spicy perfume. Awkwardness and a strange familiarity surrounded us as she led me into the kitchen. We exchanged benign pleasantries as she poured two glasses of ruby red wine. She reminded me of a pixie- tiny, bright, intense. After a tour of her friend’s home (he was out) we made our way to into a beautiful garden. Blooms, trees, and couple of statues looked on as we sat ourselves down on a sun bleached whicker bench. The air was soft and slightly cool.
Our conversation turned to common-ground, Louis. Gemma wanted to know our love story, so out it poured. She confided that for the first time in their five year long professional relationship, I was cause for him to reveal his innermost personal feelings. Being such a private man, she was stunned when Louis opened up to her. Apparently his heart and body hadn’t been hit so hard (no pun) in many a year provoking an immediate need to talk to someone. I blushed. Blushing is not something I tend to do but while unlocking such sexual freedom within me, his place in my heart apparently could now inspire deep crimson to creep into my cheeks.
Our conversation became one of shared secrets. Our loves, our pain, our sexual pasts and present as well as the challenge of current romantic entanglements. With her own revelations she was placing her trust in my hands so I would know with absolute certainty that I could trust her and that in that knowledge nothing I chose to reveal would cross her lips to another soul unless I so desired.
I have steadfastly come to believe that anything made for the cinema or stage only wishes it could come close to the true life stories which, if we allow, unfold before us everyday. The more we opened ourselves, the closer our bodies naturally moved towards each other. Because our conversation flowed so freely I hadn’t even noticed this until she got up to get more wine and the coolness of the air touched the warm place where her thigh had been resting against mine.
With full glasses in hand, she returned to the garden and the smooth skin of her leg rejoined mine. The talking continued as if we couldn’t say it all fast enough to one another and then in an unconscious move I felt her fingers on my neck as she rotated the clasp of my necklace back to its rightful place. With the light touch, tingles erupted throughout my body. Here’s the thing, a touch to any part of my back or neck will send my cognitive mind directly to a ‘time out’ and I sink into the warmth of sensation.
The sky was still light but stars had begun to glow through the waning daylight. Darkness was almost ready to eclipse the blue and I turned my head to look directly into her eyes. A moment passed and then another, utter stillness. I wasn’t even aware that her hand had slipped under my shirt until my nipple hardened to meet the tip of her finger. Her lips found mine while her finger continued to just barely touch my right nipple. The slowness of our kiss allowed me to taste the wine on her tongue and step inside her energy, to truly feel her, Gemma, her essence for the first time.
My hand had slightly parted her legs and so, so gently I took my fingers all the way up her thigh. Then we heard the front door close- Marcus was making his way out to greet us…
XOXO
V
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