FOLLOW MY RULES - PART II
Written by Miss Bliss on May 16, 2008 – 1:30 pm -ANOTHER FRIDAY NIGHT BEDTIME STORY BY BLISS WARRIOR TO HELP YOU SLEEP MORE SOUNDLY
This is part 2 of a two part story. Missed Follow My Rules Part I? CLICK HERE to catch up.
“My martinis are better than any restaurants.”
“Really,” you ask, aware of his need to impress you. “How lucky for me to have such a talented bartender.” Your tone is mildly flirtatious although your body language is not.
The black-haired beauty is suddenly hopeful, eager for you to see what she sees in her man. “Everyone says he makes the best martini in the city and he’s not even a bartender.”
He hands you the perfectly shaken drink into a long martini glass with three olives on a long plastic spear. “It certainly looks perfect,” you say and feel his tension. It is so easy to throw him off-guard and you enjoy each moment. You take a sip and open your eyes up to his with deep fascination. “Wow. This really is a perfect martini. Just dirty enough for a girl like me.”
Smiling, he shares the secret of his drink. “It’s not just the vodka, which naturally, has to be the smoothest vodka. But what really gives it that distinct taste is the olives. I tried hundreds of olives until I found the perfect taste.”
“He really did,” she gushes. “We must have been drunk for weeks trying out different olives for the martinis!” She comes up behind him, wraps her arms around his waist, and squeezes him tightly. Her love for him is so true that your darkness towards him softens slightly.
“You two seem like you have a lot of fun together.” Wandering around the small living room in their tiny apartment, you study the pictures of them on vacation, getting married, in a group photo with her family members. There aren’t any pictures of his family which makes you curious about him for the first time. In every photo she glows and he is expressionless.
“Are you going to show me the bedroom,” you ask, taking control once more.
“Don’t you want to finish your drink,” she asks, confused that you aren’t following the normal protocol.
“Are drinks not allowed in the bedroom,” you say with a teasing voice.
“Oh, of course they are! I just thought you might want to….” Her voice trails up and she looks up at her man to see if he has the words to complete her thought.
His jaw clenches slightly and you smile to yourself. Did he think a well-mixed drink would change the rules? Silly boy. As far as you are concerned nothing would change the agreement you set just thirty minutes before in the café. Both of you can touch her, but you won’t touch him and he is not allowed to touch you.
He gestures to the door and you open it to reveal their small but romantic bedroom. The walls are a deep emerald green and the bed is large compared to the size of the room, covered in a jewel-toned velvet quilt. It is beautiful and inviting and you tell them so.
“He found the quilt in an antique shop in Connecticut – isn’t it gorgeous? - and we designed the room together around that.”
“Your man has great taste,” you say, like he isn’t in the room with you. In the corner, facing the bed, is a small purple velvet chair. You turn to him and say, “Have a seat.” At first he doesn’t move and looks to her. She shrugs and smiles nervously and he sits. “I want you to get on the bed with me.” Looking over at him, he nods, and she climbs onto the bed with you. “I am going to undress your wife now. You are not allowed to leave that chair until I say so.”
He looks like he is about to object, but decides to keep quiet. Turning to her, your voice changes, becomes gentler and sweeter than it has been all night. “Do you know how badly I have wanted to see your petite and perfect body? From the minute I saw you sitting in that café, I looked forward to this moment.” Slowly, you unbutton her lace shirt, taking time to let your fingers linger on each bit of flesh the opened buttons revealed. Before you slide the shirt off of her, you slowly open it to reveal a black bra with embroidered roses. “What a stunning bra. And, your breasts are just perfect.”
“Really,” she asks. “Thank you.” She seems shocked by your complements.
“I’ve always wanted a girl to see how perfect my wife is.” His interruption annoys you and for a moment you want to gag him, but you know this would freak her out. Instead, you choose to ignore him and remove her shirt. Her tummy is a little round but is scrumptious. You kiss her bellybutton and she moans. Your tongue traces a circle around it and slowly you lick a line up the middle of her body until you reach her bra.
“You taste sweet and smell amazing.”
“Thank you.” Her eyes glow with adoration of you and you feel him getting more insecure and tense, which almost makes you giggle.
She reaches around you to take off your sweater and you stop her. “Not yet, sweet girl. I want to see you first. Turn around.” She turns, and you find the zipper to her pencil tight skirt, pull it off and release her firm, round behind. Wearing a simple black lace g-string and lace-topped thigh-high stockings, she is simply delicious. Kneeling behind her, you wrap your arms around her and cusp her full breasts through her bra in your hands. You kiss her neck and she moans. Bringing your mouth up to her ear, you whisper to her a command. Facing her man, she follows your direction and says to him quietly, as if she can barely get the words out, “I want to see your cock.”
Shock registers on his face. It is obvious that she is not used to telling him what to do during sex. Quickly, the wry almost handsome smile is back and he unzips his pants and frees his already hard, surprisingly large self from containment. You whisper another order into her ear and she giggles. “I can’t say that without laughing,” she says under her breath. You move your right hand down to her lace g-string, and slide your fingers beneath it. She is so wet and ready, you know she will do anything you ask. She is already enjoying this more than she expected and you are certain he is fascinated by seeing a new side to his girl. Touching her as lightly as you can, you make her involuntarily push into you, wanting to be touched deeper, harder, faster – but you do not give her what she wants. Instead, you whisper the command once more.
This time, she says, “I want you to touch yourself and…” She shakes her head. You stop touching her even lightly. “And, after she gets me ready, I want you to take me up the ass.”
“What,” he says.
“You heard her,” you say, and you command her to get on her hands and knees. She does and you pull the tiny underwear off of her and throw them into his lap with a challenging smile. Looking right into his eyes, you keep your right hand on her wet clit and hold up your left hand, you lick your index finger to thoroughly wet it.
A whisper in her ear and she says to him, “Tell her to get me ready for your cock.”
“Is that what you want,” he asks, stroking his cock and beginning to enjoy the game.
“That’s what I want,” she says between breaths as you give her hardening clit more direct attention.
“Get her ready,” he says, with a gruff voice.
A light bite to her right butt cheek, then a light bite to the left, and she cries out. You bury your face between her and begin to lightly lick in the most delicate of places. Treating her opening like it is her pussy, you start by gently circling the opening with your tongue. At first she is nervous, wary of how she may smell or taste, so completely unprepared for this new sensation. As your right hand keeps vibrating her clit, she begins to press her behind into your face, wanting more, and you give it to her.
Your tongue finds the opening and penetrates her. She moans loudly and you pull your tongue out and direct her to tell him what you are doing to her. Again, you enter her with your tongue, darting it in and out, getting her used to the sensation of being fucked lightly. She says quietly, “She’s fucking my ass with her tongue.” Both he and you are surprised by the dirtiness of her words. You didn’t think she would go there this fast and you are impressed.
She is opening up to your tongue, expanding, getting ready for more force, so you pull back and lick one of your left fingers. Dripping wet with saliva, you circle her opening with your finger, teasing her with what it next. “Tell him what you want,” you say. “Tell him now.”
A moan, more panting, and finally the words escape her lips. “I want her fingers to fuck my ass.”
“Is that what you want,” he asks, still stroking himself, slowly, thoroughly.
“I want it!”
“She wants it,” he says to you, with more gentleness in his eyes than you’ve seen all night. He is beginning to like you.
Slowly, you let the first knuckle of your index finger enter her. She is tight but quickly relaxes around you as you keep vibrating her clit with the right. Soon, her body opens and you go deeper. She gasps. Moving your finger in a small, slow circle, she expands, and even starts moving forward and back, encouraging you to fuck her faster, deeper. You do for awhile until you ask him, “Do you think it’s time for another finger?”
“I think it’s time.”
Pulling out your index finger, you place it next to the middle one, and re-enter her. A gasp and then a moan and then she says, “Oh, yes. Oh, she is fucking my ass so good.” You go in and out faster now and are amazed by the warm wetness there. She expands even more and you add a third finger. In and out and out and in and her pussy is dripping all over your other hand. She is loving this and you focus your concentration on her pleasure. “I’m getting close,” she says.
“Should I make her come,” you ask him.
“Yes,” he says so quietly you barely hear him.
“I will only do it if you promise to change places with me and let me watch you fuck her ass.”
“It would be my pleasure.”
With energy and desire, your hands move at faster and faster speeds. She is panting moaning, shifting herself back and forth to get closer and closer. With three fingers in her, you make wide circles, then go in and out and back to circles. “Yes,” she says. “Yes.” And soon, her back is covered in sweat and she is shaking, gasping, moaning and collapses onto her stomach, grabbing your hands in hers. “No more,” she manages to say. “I just came too hard.”
“No more,” you ask with a laugh. “Sweet girl, that was just my turn. Your man gets his turn now and I know you won’t disappoint us.”
“I can’t.”
“Yes, you can,” he says, rising from the chair. You step off the bed, still completely dressed, and switch places with him. Neither of you touch or will touch, but something has shifted between you. A silent mutual respect and understanding lingers between you, as you watch him reclaim her.
XOXOXOXOXOX
BLISS WARRIOR
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IF YOU ENJOYED READING THIS BLOG, YOU MAY ENJOY OTHER EROTIC FICTION BY BLISS WARRIOR:
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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PLAYING WITH GENDER: DAPHNE STRAPS IT ON FOR HER MAN
Written by Miss Bliss on April 23, 2008 – 8:57 am -Dearest Readers,
This week our marvelous guest blogger, Daphne, returns to share her true experience using a strap-on in sexual play with her boyfriend. I hope you enjoy and I look forward to hearing your comments.
XOXOXOXOX
BLISS WARRIOR
PLAYING WITH GENDER
The first time I used a strap-on was on my ex-boyfriend Jacob. He was, as he liked to say, heteroflexible. During our relationship, we played with gender quite a bit. I am a small cute girl, while he is a tall handsome man; yet we played opposite roles in the bedroom.
MY FIRST STRAP-ON
I was familiar with strap-ons in so far as girls had used them on me before. Jacob was the first person – male or female - I strapped it on for. I went to my favorite store, Toys in Babeland, and bought several dildos, as well as a harness. It’s good to do research because one can easily become overwhelmed with the variety of sex toys out there; silicone, glass, anal, vaginal, dishwasher safe, etc. I had no idea what to buy my first time out.
After studying many options, Jacob and I purchased five silicone and glass dildos. I decided on silicone because it was dishwasher safe and Jacob liked it the best. I also bought glass ones because when girls used toys on me in the past, I liked glass the most. Glass sex toys are dishwasher-safe but are not good for strap-on play. They are great, however, for anal play and warming your lover up for penetration.
We also bought a butt-plug because the sales girls suggested it as a way to ease into play, although I soon found out fingers, ice and glass toys are the best way to ready your lover.
TRY VARIOUS TOYS UNTIL YOU FIND THE RIGHT ONE
Jacob was into big and hard dildos, while I liked softer and smaller toys. One night, we tried using a double dildo with the harness. I found it to be very uncomfortable because the dildo was made of extremely hard material. It was too hard for my liking and just sat inside me with no clit stimulation. Obviously, it did not do anything for me physically, except the idea of it excited my brain.
Once, Jacob and I used a blow-up dildo. This was a big mistake! After inserting it, I inflated it until it got too big inside him. I had to slowly deflate it. I thought I had ruined him for life and felt horrible. I would not recommend this toy.
Another favorite were anal beads. Ah, they are so much fun! They are not big and the pleasure of using them is delightful.
TAKE CONTROL AND LOVE IT
I loved the power that penetrating him gave me. I’m five feet tall, weigh barely one hundred pounds to his six foot four, one hundred eighty five foot frame. Having him on his knees, begging me to take him and sticking the dildo down his throat… Ah, that’s a great feeling. He said it was the best sex he ever had.
USE LUBE AND SMALL TOYS FIRST
When we played, I would tie his hands together, then blindfold him, and use a finger, then two, to massage him and open him up. (Eros is the best lubricant I’ve found for fingering a lover or lubricating latex, by the way, though it should not be used with silicone toys because it is not a water based lubricant and will break down toys over time.) When he was ready, I ‘d insert a dildo, then a larger one, working my way up to the strap-on. Sometimes he would be on his back, sometimes his stomach, but he was always quiet.
TEASE HIM WITH ICE
If I were really in a cruel mood, I would use ice cubes before inserting the dildos. I would first run them over his body, gently and slowly–then I would stick one inside of him. His hands were tied most of the time so he could not stop me. He would beg me to stop but he loved the feeling. Sometimes I would use two or three ice cubes at the same time. I don’t know how he could take the pain, but he always did. When I finally took him, the dildo came as a huge relief.
RELAXATION IS KEY
The most important thing was that Jacob was relaxed. That’s why I used different sized dildos and my fingers first. He would usually take a bath too. It’s important to be prepared and open as well as clean. It makes the experience much more fun for both of us.
CONTROL HIS CLIMAX
I would pretend I was a man, and it felt amazing. The raw power of knowing I was in control of his orgasm and pleasure was the greatest feeling. I would not let him touch himself when his hands were free. I wanted him to be ready for me. Once in a great while, I let him come, but not often. He would beg me, whimper, and I would say, “Shut up, it’s not time. Be still. Don’t touch yourself.” He would squirm but lie there obediently with his ass in the air.
STRAP-ON TOYS ARE GREAT STRAP-LESS, TOO
I also found that I liked using the toys without the strap-on because I could achieve a level of control that was not possible with the harness. I could go very hard and deep with just my hand and a toy. Jacob preferred the strap-on, though.
PLANNING TO USE AND BUY NEW TOYS CAN BRING YOU TOGETHER
Talking about the experience, preparing for it, and actually having it also brought us closer together. It’s something that not everyone does. We read books, watched DVDs, and went shopping. We talked about having a threesome but broke up before that happened. It would have been a great experience under the right circumstances. Using toys, being with another person, working as one, I am excited even as I write about it!
EXPLORE AND GROW CLOSER AS A COUPLE
Strap-on play is certainly not for everyone but can be quite fun. I love both giving and receiving. It’s something to discuss with your lover. Whether in a relationship with a man or a woman, anal play is amazing. It’s all about trust and understanding. Exploration, there’s a whole new world out there!
XOXOXOXO
DAPHNE
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GETTING HER NUMBER: A BABY BI-GIRL SHARES HER STORY
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TIE ME UP, TIE ME DOWN – A BI-GIRL SHARES HER FIRST S&M EXPERIENCE
Written by Miss Bliss on March 20, 2008 – 7:01 am -Dearest Readers, Daphne is a New York bi-girl who recently started exploring light BDSM play. We are delighted to have her share the story of the first time her lover tied her up and deliciously tormented her. XOXOXOXO BLISS WARRIOR
As a bi-girl I have always had an active fantasy life. I remember as a little girl when we played Cops and Robbers, I always wanted to get handcuffed. As a teenager, I was the ‘naughty’ schoolgirl, always wanting to be punished. I can’t remember a time I didn’t have the desire of being tied up but was too shy to say anything.
A few years ago, a lover who was quite dominant knew right away what I needed. Before our date, he called me with the following instructions: leave the door ajar, dress in my sexiest black lingerie and leave my high heels on. “When you finish dressing, kneel on the bed and wear a blindfold,” he said.
When he got to my apartment, I was so excited, I could barely stand it. I could hear his every move. I wanted to rip the blindfold off. I could hear the rustle of his jeans, the music as he put it on, the equipment as he laid it out. He seemed to take forever.
“Put your arms up,” he said. Finally, I thought. He tied me up with expertise in two minutes flat. I was almost unable to breathe. He turned me over. Kissed me gently all everywhere. I imagined that he was my female roommate from college because his mouth was so gentle, and so like a woman’s. I was almost at the verge of coming by his touch alone. That’s what being tied up did to me.
I tried to squirm free but couldn’t move. He had secured my ankles as well, which was maddening. I kept rubbing up against him to no avail. He undid the ankle clasp, and, slowly, began to tease me. I thought I was going explode. I screamed, I came. He didn’t let up. I couldn’t stop him because I didn’t have the use of my hands. I tried to headlock him with my knees, but he was stronger than I was.
And, I was glad I couldn’t stop him. It really felt quite good.
He then proceeded to use a dildo on me: one of my very own and one of my favorites. It reminded me of an ex-girlfriend.
I was about to come again, and then he stopped, and slapped me rather hard. I wasn’t expecting this, but I liked it.
“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue,” he demanded. I did as I was told, though I was a bit frightened. He put a substance that was familiar yet I could not place it, on my tongue. “Swallow.” I did. “Did you like it?” he asked. “Yes.” I said. “Good.” He put some more in my mouth and kissed me. I would find out later it was whipped cream he had whipped himself.
He then took a feather and tickled me until I almost fainted. “Stop!” He wouldn’t listen. The more I begged, the worse things got. One thinks of S&M as just pain, but there’s torture in far less painful things than slapping and things of that nature.
He finally quit tickling me and whispered into my skin, “What do you want me to do?”
“Use the whip,” I pleaded. I have a very cute, very lightweight, leather flogger that when used properly leaves no marks. He used it for a few minutes so very lightly that it tickled me. Then he did it a little harder.
By this time a few hours had passed and we still hadn’t had sex. Ladies, this is a great reason to be into BDSM. You get to have many orgasms, then have sex, and have more orgasms. Men are about your pleasure. And, by the time you do get to sex, you’re very open.
INTERESTED IN ADDING A LITTLE S&M INTO YOUR SEXUAL PLAY?
1. BABELAND IS A GREAT STORE TO PURCHASE S&M TOYS
Babeland is a great place to find S&M toys here in New York (click here to see their website). They also have shops in Los Angeles and Seattle, if you’re on the West Coast. The women are all super friendly, bi or lesbian themselves often times. I’ve never felt uncomfortable there buying anything from a strap-on to lube. I can ask them ton of questions and they answer them all matter-of-factly. They have a section on bondage play for the novice to the pro.
2. NEED SOME S&M TRAINING? VISIT A DOMINATRIX WITH A FRIEND
Another really fun adventure for the daring, is to take a girlfriend and visit a dominatrix together. I did this once with my friend, Melissa, and we had a great time. The dominatrix gave us a lesson in bondage and slapping. In fact, she told me I slapped too hard! I didn’t know there was such a thing. She said to mix it up with light kissing and blowing. It was better than a day at the spa! Both of us thought we knew a thing or two about sex, but we left feeling like neophytes and were excited to learn the ‘ropes’.
3. S&M TOYS YOU CAN FIND IN YOUR OWN HOME
Even if you live in a place where getting toys seems difficult, there is always the Internet. But it’s really fun to see what you have at home to use in S&M play. I’ve discovered all sorts of fun things to use with my lover: clothespins, duct tape, yoga straps, candles, etc. You never know what you might have in your closet. And you would be surprised by what a turn-on they can be for your man, as well. He might just be waiting for you to ask…
XOXOXOXO
DAPHNE
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HETEROFLEXIBILITY
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THE STRANGE FOLKS ON CRAIGSLIST
Written by Miss Bliss on December 12, 2007 – 1:54 pm -“No one has more crazy Craigslist stories than Alexa. She’s seen it all!”
“I have, it’s true,” says Alexa and her full, pouty lips turn into a bright smile. Twelve bi and bi-friendly girls are eating brunch in Los Angeles, sharing stories, questions and concerns about bisexuality. Alexa is a fiercely beautiful Asian interior designer and an experienced bi-girl. “Where do I begin?”
“Tell them about the dominatrix,” Alexa’s friend Jenna says.
“Okay, but this is a really wild story, so fasten your seatbelt, girls. I posted an ad on Craigslist seeking a couple. Of course I got hundreds of responses to the post.”
“How many pictures of male genitalia did you get,” I ask, and the table laughs.
“Too many! And hairy pics, too. Yuck! Right away one couple sends me a proposition. She is an obese woman and he’s an older white guy and they are both into S&M and domination and that kind of stuff. They explain to me that they aren’t looking for a casual hook-up; they are seeking a girl to join their family.” The girls look at each other and look back at Alexa. “Yes, they wanted me to become a member of their S&M family.”
“They gave you this tantalizing offer through email?”
“Yes! They didn’t even need to meet me to tell me that they already have a child, so if I have children or want children in the future, they are welcome to join the family, too!”
“Would the kids dress in latex,” one girl jokes and the table fills with laughter again.
“I didn’t write back to find out.” Alexa is animated and enjoys holding the floor. “Shortly after this little strange exchange, another girl and I start emailing through Craigslist and we make a date to meet for dinner. And, of course, it’s LA and there’s a ton of traffic so I am running fifteen minutes late. So, I pick up my cell to call her and let her know I’m going to be late, like normal people do…”
“I always call the person if I’m running late,” Jenna chimes in. “It’s just considerate.”
“Right,” says Alexa. “So, I call her and she says she’s already left the restaurant and is going home.”
“When you were only fifteen minutes late,” I ask.
“Only 15 minutes!” Alexa is wide-eyed and her audience is fascinated. “So I ask her, ‘Why did you leave?’ And she says, ‘I saw you come into the restaurant with a white guy and the second I saw you brought a guy, I was out of there.’ I say to her, ‘But I haven’t arrived at the restaurant yet. That’s why I’m calling you because I’m late.’ ‘Well, the girl was Asian, so I assumed it was you.’”
“That’s because we Asians all look alike, right Alexa,” Jenna winks.
“So she took off because she saw an Asian girl with a White guy enter the restaurant and didn’t even bother to check if it was you,” I ask.
“Nope. And when I asked her if she’d meet me anyway, since I had driven an hour to get there, she said, ‘No, I’m almost at my house.’” Alexa rolls her eyes. “Sometimes girls are too crazy even for me.”
“Why are there so many freaks on Craigslist,” another girl asks.
Alexa says, “I think the ratio is 20 freaks for every cool person. I’ve met some wonderful people through Craigslist — some of them are sitting at this very table! — and I’ve learned not to fear the freaks because, hey, they do make for good story telling fodder!”
More and more girls share their strange and odd experiences with Craigslist as we laugh, talk, eat and drink. Feeling safe to share the stories that normally are not told to straight friends, we talk until the restaurant reminds us others are waiting for our table.
XOXOXOXOXOXOXO
BLISS
[please note: these 2 tales were retold with the permission of the storyteller and all names have been changed]
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ASK MISS BLISS -SHE TIED ME UP, TOOK MY PICTURE & TOOK OFF
Written by Miss Bliss on November 7, 2007 – 10:34 pm -Dear Miss Bliss,
A couple of weeks ago I received some great advice from you regarding my first date with a girl. Well, the date was successful. She is as cute as a button. We have very different body types; she is a very petite and I am taller and curvier. We had dinner and drinks, and she insisted she come back to my place. For some reason, she wanted me to be drunk when she started to caress my breasts and feel me up. Things started getting heavy and I found myself butt-naked while she was still fully clothed. All energy was focused on me which was great. I had a couple of intense orgasms but I really wanted to touch her. That didn’t happen. After she was done pleasuring me, she had me take her home.
Since then we had a second date and it was pretty much the entire experience all over again only this time she brought her own vibrator and tied me up, which I thought was great, as well. Once we arrived at my house, she started to remove my top and wanted to take pictures. She said she wanted to remember my large gorgeous breasts later on, but it was a bit absurd to me. Again, she wouldn’t allow me to undress her, but I did get a few small feels which was hardly enough to satisfy my needs.
It’s been two weeks now and neither of us have attempted to contact one another. This girl is really mysterious and there is a small language barrier between us because she is originally from Beijing and I have a hard time understanding her character. I am totally confused and kind of weirded out knowing there are pictures of my breasts out there. Does this type of behavior normally occur between two girls? I know it sounds naive or presumptuous, but I was kind of blindsided by the whole camera thing and her not being able to get naked.
Thanks,
Camera Shy
Dear Camera Shy,
Now you understand why men think girls are so crazy. There is nothing like dating girls to help a girl feel more like a guy.
Darling girl, this is by no means an ordinary or normal date between girls, and I can understand why are you are feeling used and cheapened. You entered into the date with love, opened yourself up to the possibility of great sensual pleasures, and trusted your lover enough to let her take control. But because of a communication problem, and because the two of you do not know each other very well, you had different expectations for the date.
There are many possible reasons why the girl wanted to please you but did not want you to touch her. I do not think it has anything to do with the difference in your body sizes. She obviously was into your body and you were into hers.
WHY DIDN’T SHE JUST GET NAKED?
1. She could be seeing someone else, most likely a man, and feels it would be cheating if you gave her pleasure. She is allowed to make you orgasm, but would be betraying her relationship if anyone but her primary partner made her come.
2. She could have some kind of STD, and not being able to communicate that to you, just “protects” you by not letting you touch her.
3. She could be on her period and does not want to gross you out.
4. She could be into BDSM and likes to “top” or “dominate” other girls. If this is the case, her pleasure comes from the power she has over you and the pleasure she gets from pleasing you.
5. Or, she could be a man. (Just kidding.)
BAD COMMUNICATION EQUALS BAD SEX
Whatever her reason, she was not communicating it to you, and this is a problem. Girls, in my experience, very much prefer equality in sexual trysts and enjoy making one another come again and again and again, trading off and taking turns. That is the beauty of two multi-orgasmic girls making love to one another. This girl made you feel insecure and confused because you opened your whole body up to her and she refused to do the same for you. Just because a lover makes you orgasm does not mean she can run off without letting you touch her at all. (Unless, of course, you both find that sexy.)
PICTURES WITH PERMISSION ONLY
As many of you know, the pictures of me and my friends on my page are all real, taken by my husband, and are true candids with no special lighting or makeup. Any picture with another person in it (even faceless) has been posted with permission. I love erotic photography and believe that pictures of women making love can be very empowering. However, we also live in a digital age and have to protect ourselves from pic collectors and other creepy folks.
These are my rules for erotic photography:
1. All pictures taken will be burned onto cd immediately, so all parties involved will have the pictures.
2. Any pictures that are “bad” will be deleted immediately and everyone has veto power.
3. No pictures will be made public, be put on a myspace page, or any web page without the explicit consent of all involved, even if the pictures are faceless.
If she was taking pictures for anyone but herself, she should have told you. In the future, if you do not know a lover well, do not let her take your picture. She has to earn your trust and friendship first.
XOXOXOXOXOXO
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BE THE BI-GIRL YOU WANT TO MEET
Written by Miss Bliss on November 3, 2007 – 8:47 pm -Magical, marvelous, mystical bi-girls,
In the last week, I have received emails from bi-girls complaining that it is impossible to meet other cool girls through the internet. Dating is never an easy enterprise, and learning to date closeted bi-girls is a particularly specialized art. The first step is to be the bi-girl you want to meet.
Lovely, luminous Kendra told me that she met a girl she liked on myspace and the two of them hit it off, emailing back and forth flirtatiously for a week. The vibe was there. Kendra found the girl to be funny, sweet and cool and asked if she would like to meet for tea. The girl said she would love to meet Kendra, and the date was set.
On the day of the date, Kendra woke up early to make herself gorgeous. She took a long bath, perfumed herself, painted her toes, curled her hair, and put on a new turquoise dress. Devastatingly hot and full of excited confidence, Kendra arrived early and waited to meet this new friend and potential lover.
But the girl never showed.
Maybe she did come, saw Kendra, wasn’t attracted to her and fled…
Maybe she freaked out because of her own insecurity and did not have the guts to show up and be rejected…
Maybe she was a pic-collecting guy pretending to be a girl, so he couldn’t show up…
BUT…
This girl never realized how insecure this made Kendra.
This girl taught Kendra that bigirls are not reliable or respectful of others.
This girl made Kendra feel humiliated.
This girl made Kendra want to give up her search for a bigirl lover.
BE THE BEST BI-GIRL YOU CAN BE
1. IF YOU MAKE A DATE, KEEP THE DATE
Sometimes bi-girls get so caught up in the potential for sex, that they forget to enjoy the date. It can be lonely being a bigirl, and a date is an opportunity to have a conversation about topics that cannot necessarily be discussed with straight friends.
2. IF YOU MEET HER, AREN’T ATTRACTED TO HER, YOU CAN STILL HAVE A GREAT TIME
Many bi-girls do not want to go out and meet their cyber-bi-girl-pals because they are worried that they will show up at the date and not be attracted to the girl. This happens.
However, I am personally tired of girls assuming a date equals sex. Just because two girls are open sexually does not mean that every encounter with another girl has to be sexual. It might be, if the connection is strong and the vibe is right…. But the only way to know that is to meet the person.
So go out. If you don’t connect with the girl sexually, maybe you will intellectually or emotionally, or… MAYBE SHE IS A GIRL YOU CAN GO OUT WITH TO PICK UP NEW GIRLS. You never know what will happen, but nothing will happen if you stay in your safe little home with your laptop.
3. DON’T FREAK OUT WHEN A BI-GIRL ASKS YOU OUT
Many bi-girls write me and I try to respond to everyone I can. Sometimes girls write, “If you’re in town, let’s meet up.” Because I love meeting new bi-girls of all types, (not to sleep with necessarily, but because I believe bigirls are simply the most fabulous women on the planet and definitely the most interesting girls to talk to), I say, “Sure, I’ll be there next month. Let’s have tea.” Some girls say, great, and we set a date.
But some baby bi-girls freak out and never write back, worrying that a date for tea will somehow force them into group sex or a porn shoot or BDSM or something.
The next time you receive a girl’s invitation to go out, try to think about how scary it must be to reach out to a virtual stranger. Think about how nice it is to meet new people without fearing that they will be crazy psychos. Go with the hope that you will at least meet an interesting person and have a good talk, and maybe you will be surprised and meet someone that you connect with. And, if the girl does end up being a crazed sociopath, you will have a story that will entertain others for months.
LOVE BEING BI
LOVE OTHERS FOR BEING BI
REACH OUT AND MAKE A BI FRIEND.
OXOXOXXOXOXOXO
BLISS
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