loveme2nite
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You’re not sure if you want to experience being with another woman. That’s okay. I have wanted to be with a woman since I was about 10 and only had the experience when I was 35. I had a long time to think about it and to be sure.
For a long time I worried that I might be a lesbian because of my wishes. That scared the crap out of me because those things just weren’t talked about in the small town where I grew up. So I kept my thoughts to myself. Never told anyone until I met Vic.
Because of my thoughts, I did a lot of reading on being bi, or lesbian. I found that I was not a lesbian, but bi. The ability to love and care for both sexes. I also found that 90% of all females have had lesbian thoughts or desires at some time in their life, but only around 30% actually did something about it. Experimenting and learning about themselves.
Women as a whole are very warm, caring, gentle and sensual. The need to take care of another and to be taken care of and loved are innate and should be enjoyed. Thus, making women a fully sexual being; using all their senses when they make love. The need to express their love is at the top of the list, followed by the need to be loved, touched and admired.
So, you see, you thoughts are not unique and should not be worried over. You are a woman with all the right thoughts and feelings.
Now that you have had some background, I want to tell you about my experience. After you have read it, you can decide if this is something you wish to experience now, or perhaps at another time. Just some information for you to think about. This is the first time I have put my experience down on paper or told anyone of the total “other worldliness” of the experience.
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For my 35th birthday a woman gave me the most extraordinary gift. The gift of herself. That is what I wanted to tell you about.
I had met and spoken with this woman a few times before she invited me over for coffee. She already knew of my desires and I knew that she was bi. Little was I to know that on that day, she was going to invite me to her bed.
I have always enjoyed the site of a naked female. The way a person is put together, either male or female, has always fascinated me. The curves and dimples. The texture of the skin. Everyone’s skin texture is different, especially between males and females.
The first time I touched her it was her arms. I was instantly lost. Her skin was smooth and soft to the touch like satin or cashmere. (I love the feel of soft fabrics) As she mirrored my touches I found that her hands were soft as well and her touch was light, caressing and sensual. I was amazed that there could be such a difference in touch between the genders. The texture of a male’s skin is coarser and that includes the hair as well. A male’s touch, though soft and gentle is made rougher by the texture of the skin on their fingers and palms.
She kissed me with warm full lips that were so soft and inviting that I had to kiss her back. The warmth was amazing and incredible at the same time.
As we lay on the bed and explored each other, I was utterly lost in the sensual feelings that her soft body invoked. She was soft everywhere! With first touch of her breasts I knew instantly why men like breasts so much! They were soft, warm and inviting. I had to taste them. Lick them. Suckle them. It was amazing!!!! I actually had a thought that I wished I was a male so I could experience this feeling more often!
I explored downward and felt the curve of her hips and the fullness of her thighs. I wanted to touch her most secret area. I was scared. I knew what my muff felt like, but what did it feel like to touch someone else’s? Nerves slowed me down. This was very personal. Touching a breast or kissing her lips were one thing, but touching her womanly core was totally different.
She was very hairy which I didn’t care for, but behind that hair was the area that I wanted to explore. The area around her vagina was as soft as the rest of her. As I explored that area I slowly moved inward towards the area that generated so much heat. I could see that she was already leaking love juices but I was not ready to go there yet. Finding her core was easy once I parted the bush. Her lips were a deep red and swollen with need. The felt hot and puffy to the touch and parted easily. Inside she was a steaming red volcanic core. I could feel the heat and dampness on my fingers. She was panting and squirming but I was on a mission to find out what her pussy felt like with my fingers.
My fingers explored her vulva and found the urethra and I knew when I touched her clit by the moans she emitted and how she moved her hips. I had found on her what had taken me years to find on my own body. It was so easy to mix up the urethra and clit when exploring your own body, but when exploring her body, there was a distinct difference. Her clit stood up and I could almost feel it pulsate. It wanted to be touched. I was fascinated with my find and reached down to find my own clit. Was it in the same place? Did it have the hood that I had heard so much about? Did mine stand up and pulsate? I found mine, but it didn’t feel the same as hers looked. I knew I would have to think about that at another time. There was just too much to learn right now.
I liked the control I had over her as I rubbed both sides of her clit with my fingers. With each stroke she would moan louder and grind her hips more. When I stopped, she stopped moving. She didn’t stop moaning though. She was aching for release and I had the power in my hands to give it to her, or deny it. Such a heady sensation. In the end I knew I would not deny her. She had been way too generous to me.
My next stop was her core. I now had the nerve and confidence to touch here “there”. My fingers seemed to have a life of their own as I saw them slide into her core. She was so very hot and wet. Fascinating. I knew that inside would hold more incredible sensations. My fingers slipped in farther. I could feel her pubic bone and gently rubbed it. Her moaning started again. Her hips grinding and humping. I tried to keep up with her movements until I realized that I could control those movements with what my fingers did. They slipped in farther still and reached behind her pubic bone to where I had heard the G-Spot was located. I could feel the ridges of her interior. I couldn’t identify her G-Spot, but she liked what my fingers where doing.
Leaving her pubic bone I roamed around the interior of her vagina. I could feel the exquisite heat and softness of the tissue in there. Incredible. The cervix was easily identified because it felt like mine. The difference was that I was feeling someone else’s. I could feel what a man feels when they touch a woman. Again, I wanted to be a man. Fortunately, that thought did stay.
I remembered what I liked when a man touched me there. I started to pump her pussy with my fingers with my thumb upward so it would touch her clit. She nearly exploded! Her hips jumped off the bed and her legs stiffened. Slowing my movements I watched as her body started to relax. Her breathing was still heavy and her eyes glazed. Her skin damp to the touch. I reveled in the feeling that I had done this. I was able to bring her to orgasm then bring her back down. Like a teeter totter, up and down.
Her pussy was wonderful! There was so much to explore and touch that I started all over again. The control I had over her was a heady feeling and I reveled in it as I started caressing her clit again and ignored her pussy. She wasn’t too happy with me. She wanted to cum and be put out of her pleasure misery. She wanted the bodily explosion she knew was there and that I was holder her from. I didn’t want to see her suffer. She begged as I slipped my fingers back inside of her. Three fingers this time and started to caress the interior. Each spot felt new to me again. With each pump of my fingers and tap of my thumb against her clit she became more and more ridged, flushed and damp with sweat. Her moans were turning into near screams and she tore at the bed sheet. I knew I had her at the edge and wanted to push her over so I could see what a female orgasm looked like.
A forth finger was included with the other three and the pumping continued. The thumb continued to touch and bump her clit. Sometimes straight on and sometimes on either side. She begged me to go faster and harder. I did. Pump, pump, pump. She gasped, her eyes rolled back into her head and her limbs went so ridged that I was nearly knocked to the floor. She let out a loud moaning scream as the orgasm flowed over and through her. Continuing to pump her I slowly brought her back down to where she could breathe and see again.
That was an experience I would relive I my thoughts many times over the years.
Once she had pulled herself together we kissed like maniacs. She because she had just had a wonderful orgasm and me because I was so very worked up and horny from watching her that I would have sat on a bed post if one were available. I needed help for this release and she gave it to me.
She knew just how to touch me to get me peaking in no time. As she found my clit and started stroking the little nub she told me that I was swollen and standing up. Just like I said she had been. I reached down and she guided me to the spot. I could feel it. I could actually feel my clit and knew without a doubt just was it was. It was very sensitive and when she touched it straight on I nearly jumped out of my skin. The sensation was like a pain shooting from my clit straight to my hips and down my legs. She realized that it was too much and concentrated on the sides and going around and around the nub.
Her soft warm fingers were gentle but probing as she pushed into my partially shaved pussy. Rubbing my pubic bone with her fingers she told me where the G-Spot was and proceeded to show me what it could do. She said it felt like a little puffy pillow behind my pubic bone. I knew that if she continued to play I was going to loose my thought processes and become one big nerve ending only feeling the incredible sensations she was invoking in me.
I begged her to help me over the edge. With a quick plunge into my pussy with her fingers she sent me over the edge and I went soaring. I remember feeling the tingling heat waves as they traveled down my stiff legs and back up to the rest of my body. My body flushed with the blood flow and my head became light and very empty as I slowly lost what was left of my mind at that moment of orgasmic pleasure.
The next thing I remember was her laying next to me and caressing me softly. We were both totally spent and wrapped in each others arms we dozed. Before falling out, she wished me a very happy birthday. I told here that it was amazing and the very best gift I had every received! I wouldn’t be returning or regifting this one!!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I have written much more than I had expected to, but I hope it helps you in some way to know that anything that feels so very good can’t possible be wrong in any way.
I wish you my very best in your explorations and if they lead you to me, then I would make sure you are very comfortable with your decision and would take care of your heart and mind as well as your body.
If you have any questions or just wish to chat, drop me a line at loveme2nite@hotmail.com
May you find your heart’s desire,
WNY Susie
Loveme2nite@hotmail.com
For a long time I worried that I might be a lesbian because of my wishes. That scared the crap out of me because those things just weren’t talked about in the small town where I grew up. So I kept my thoughts to myself. Never told anyone until I met Vic.
Because of my thoughts, I did a lot of reading on being bi, or lesbian. I found that I was not a lesbian, but bi. The ability to love and care for both sexes. I also found that 90% of all females have had lesbian thoughts or desires at some time in their life, but only around 30% actually did something about it. Experimenting and learning about themselves.
Women as a whole are very warm, caring, gentle and sensual. The need to take care of another and to be taken care of and loved are innate and should be enjoyed. Thus, making women a fully sexual being; using all their senses when they make love. The need to express their love is at the top of the list, followed by the need to be loved, touched and admired.
So, you see, you thoughts are not unique and should not be worried over. You are a woman with all the right thoughts and feelings.
Now that you have had some background, I want to tell you about my experience. After you have read it, you can decide if this is something you wish to experience now, or perhaps at another time. Just some information for you to think about. This is the first time I have put my experience down on paper or told anyone of the total “other worldliness” of the experience.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
For my 35th birthday a woman gave me the most extraordinary gift. The gift of herself. That is what I wanted to tell you about.
I had met and spoken with this woman a few times before she invited me over for coffee. She already knew of my desires and I knew that she was bi. Little was I to know that on that day, she was going to invite me to her bed.
I have always enjoyed the site of a naked female. The way a person is put together, either male or female, has always fascinated me. The curves and dimples. The texture of the skin. Everyone’s skin texture is different, especially between males and females.
The first time I touched her it was her arms. I was instantly lost. Her skin was smooth and soft to the touch like satin or cashmere. (I love the feel of soft fabrics) As she mirrored my touches I found that her hands were soft as well and her touch was light, caressing and sensual. I was amazed that there could be such a difference in touch between the genders. The texture of a male’s skin is coarser and that includes the hair as well. A male’s touch, though soft and gentle is made rougher by the texture of the skin on their fingers and palms.
She kissed me with warm full lips that were so soft and inviting that I had to kiss her back. The warmth was amazing and incredible at the same time.
As we lay on the bed and explored each other, I was utterly lost in the sensual feelings that her soft body invoked. She was soft everywhere! With first touch of her breasts I knew instantly why men like breasts so much! They were soft, warm and inviting. I had to taste them. Lick them. Suckle them. It was amazing!!!! I actually had a thought that I wished I was a male so I could experience this feeling more often!
I explored downward and felt the curve of her hips and the fullness of her thighs. I wanted to touch her most secret area. I was scared. I knew what my muff felt like, but what did it feel like to touch someone else’s? Nerves slowed me down. This was very personal. Touching a breast or kissing her lips were one thing, but touching her womanly core was totally different.
She was very hairy which I didn’t care for, but behind that hair was the area that I wanted to explore. The area around her vagina was as soft as the rest of her. As I explored that area I slowly moved inward towards the area that generated so much heat. I could see that she was already leaking love juices but I was not ready to go there yet. Finding her core was easy once I parted the bush. Her lips were a deep red and swollen with need. The felt hot and puffy to the touch and parted easily. Inside she was a steaming red volcanic core. I could feel the heat and dampness on my fingers. She was panting and squirming but I was on a mission to find out what her pussy felt like with my fingers.
My fingers explored her vulva and found the urethra and I knew when I touched her clit by the moans she emitted and how she moved her hips. I had found on her what had taken me years to find on my own body. It was so easy to mix up the urethra and clit when exploring your own body, but when exploring her body, there was a distinct difference. Her clit stood up and I could almost feel it pulsate. It wanted to be touched. I was fascinated with my find and reached down to find my own clit. Was it in the same place? Did it have the hood that I had heard so much about? Did mine stand up and pulsate? I found mine, but it didn’t feel the same as hers looked. I knew I would have to think about that at another time. There was just too much to learn right now.
I liked the control I had over her as I rubbed both sides of her clit with my fingers. With each stroke she would moan louder and grind her hips more. When I stopped, she stopped moving. She didn’t stop moaning though. She was aching for release and I had the power in my hands to give it to her, or deny it. Such a heady sensation. In the end I knew I would not deny her. She had been way too generous to me.
My next stop was her core. I now had the nerve and confidence to touch here “there”. My fingers seemed to have a life of their own as I saw them slide into her core. She was so very hot and wet. Fascinating. I knew that inside would hold more incredible sensations. My fingers slipped in farther. I could feel her pubic bone and gently rubbed it. Her moaning started again. Her hips grinding and humping. I tried to keep up with her movements until I realized that I could control those movements with what my fingers did. They slipped in farther still and reached behind her pubic bone to where I had heard the G-Spot was located. I could feel the ridges of her interior. I couldn’t identify her G-Spot, but she liked what my fingers where doing.
Leaving her pubic bone I roamed around the interior of her vagina. I could feel the exquisite heat and softness of the tissue in there. Incredible. The cervix was easily identified because it felt like mine. The difference was that I was feeling someone else’s. I could feel what a man feels when they touch a woman. Again, I wanted to be a man. Fortunately, that thought did stay.
I remembered what I liked when a man touched me there. I started to pump her pussy with my fingers with my thumb upward so it would touch her clit. She nearly exploded! Her hips jumped off the bed and her legs stiffened. Slowing my movements I watched as her body started to relax. Her breathing was still heavy and her eyes glazed. Her skin damp to the touch. I reveled in the feeling that I had done this. I was able to bring her to orgasm then bring her back down. Like a teeter totter, up and down.
Her pussy was wonderful! There was so much to explore and touch that I started all over again. The control I had over her was a heady feeling and I reveled in it as I started caressing her clit again and ignored her pussy. She wasn’t too happy with me. She wanted to cum and be put out of her pleasure misery. She wanted the bodily explosion she knew was there and that I was holder her from. I didn’t want to see her suffer. She begged as I slipped my fingers back inside of her. Three fingers this time and started to caress the interior. Each spot felt new to me again. With each pump of my fingers and tap of my thumb against her clit she became more and more ridged, flushed and damp with sweat. Her moans were turning into near screams and she tore at the bed sheet. I knew I had her at the edge and wanted to push her over so I could see what a female orgasm looked like.
A forth finger was included with the other three and the pumping continued. The thumb continued to touch and bump her clit. Sometimes straight on and sometimes on either side. She begged me to go faster and harder. I did. Pump, pump, pump. She gasped, her eyes rolled back into her head and her limbs went so ridged that I was nearly knocked to the floor. She let out a loud moaning scream as the orgasm flowed over and through her. Continuing to pump her I slowly brought her back down to where she could breathe and see again.
That was an experience I would relive I my thoughts many times over the years.
Once she had pulled herself together we kissed like maniacs. She because she had just had a wonderful orgasm and me because I was so very worked up and horny from watching her that I would have sat on a bed post if one were available. I needed help for this release and she gave it to me.
She knew just how to touch me to get me peaking in no time. As she found my clit and started stroking the little nub she told me that I was swollen and standing up. Just like I said she had been. I reached down and she guided me to the spot. I could feel it. I could actually feel my clit and knew without a doubt just was it was. It was very sensitive and when she touched it straight on I nearly jumped out of my skin. The sensation was like a pain shooting from my clit straight to my hips and down my legs. She realized that it was too much and concentrated on the sides and going around and around the nub.
Her soft warm fingers were gentle but probing as she pushed into my partially shaved pussy. Rubbing my pubic bone with her fingers she told me where the G-Spot was and proceeded to show me what it could do. She said it felt like a little puffy pillow behind my pubic bone. I knew that if she continued to play I was going to loose my thought processes and become one big nerve ending only feeling the incredible sensations she was invoking in me.
I begged her to help me over the edge. With a quick plunge into my pussy with her fingers she sent me over the edge and I went soaring. I remember feeling the tingling heat waves as they traveled down my stiff legs and back up to the rest of my body. My body flushed with the blood flow and my head became light and very empty as I slowly lost what was left of my mind at that moment of orgasmic pleasure.
The next thing I remember was her laying next to me and caressing me softly. We were both totally spent and wrapped in each others arms we dozed. Before falling out, she wished me a very happy birthday. I told here that it was amazing and the very best gift I had every received! I wouldn’t be returning or regifting this one!!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I have written much more than I had expected to, but I hope it helps you in some way to know that anything that feels so very good can’t possible be wrong in any way.
I wish you my very best in your explorations and if they lead you to me, then I would make sure you are very comfortable with your decision and would take care of your heart and mind as well as your body.
If you have any questions or just wish to chat, drop me a line at loveme2nite@hotmail.com
May you find your heart’s desire,
WNY Susie
Loveme2nite@hotmail.com
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