tribadism

[Nirvanadragones]

Yes, in tandem and at length - thank you for all of the beautiful and intensely erotic thoughts you scatter like little flowers and sparkling gems throughout the boards...

to you Neon. (Whispered) It's what i do... i am after all the sprightly elfin pixie femme...

Love you too Darling.
xxx

 

[toy!]

to you Neon. (Whispered) It's what i do... i am after all the sprightly elfin pixie femme...

Love you too Darling.
xxx

awww ... I just luv femme pixies

 

[SophiaY]

Didn't realize it was still an issue with so many - seems to be less of one among the younger women I know, or is that a presumption on my part? Isn't it sad, though, when one allows a prejudice or political ideology to limit one's own enjoyment of life? I have black friends who won't eat watermelon because of the awful stereotypes associated with it. Back to sex, certainly for those gals who really don't like penises, there are other alternatives... Does this reticence still extend itself to hand penetration, as well (don't have anyone in my personal circle for whom that's the case)? Please say no - aren't a woman's hands (our lesbian sex organ) are always totally "of woman" when used to pleasure in this way...

I can’t hardly speak for what is the consensus in the community – partly because I’m by not means an expert, and partly because we’re like everyone else; a Baskin-Robbins of variety.
However, from what I have heard and read and experienced, while sex toys have become very popular, using them to imitate the hetero style – in other words wearing a harness and dildo that ‘mimics” the way men and women make love – has some controversy.
Hands, have always been thought of as a good thing – natural, intimate. Thank Aphrodite!

 

[Nirvanadragones]

nothing to do with tribadism - just a memory

Hands, have always been thought of as a good thing – natural, intimate. Thank Aphrodite!

Reminds me of the nickname that i earned during a facilitation/ training session on Native American customs and beliefs a few years back... After my first hour of training, my group very appropriately started calling me "woman who talks with her hands..."

 

[alisonwunderlnd]

I am a bi-sexual woman.What i love best about this(tribbing) is the eye to eye contact.Not to mention the HUGE orgasm you can get with this.Very erotic for me.

 

[neonflux]

woman who talks with her hands... will you talk to me???

Reminds me of the nickname that i earned during a facilitation/ training session on Native American customs and beliefs a few years back... After my first hour of training, my group very appropriately started calling me "woman who talks with her hands..."

 

[Nirvanadragones]

woman who talks with her hands... will you talk to me???

Take my hand and you will see that i am...

 

[SwitchyBi]

My name reveals my sexual needs and fortunately for me my wife is the same as I. To see her and her female lover wrapped in this Celtic love knot enflames me deeply, it is the lesbian act which defines that erotic love for me. I find it so intense to watch as a man that I will not violate the moment. I will touch myself but they are in a sacred place. I love the demand each beautiful searching butterfly makes on the other: pressed lovingly together crying out to each other...do you feel as I? Will you fly as I fly? Kindred in so much: communicating mutual frustrations, needs, mysteries, banalities, love. They entwined and interlocked as these wandering twisted emotions. All wrapped in the encompassing knot of buiding lust.....

The beauty is ieffable. It leaves me erect, aroused, burning. The dance, the dance, the dance...

Switchy

What a nice topic to introduce Nirvanadrogones. You are "draggin us into Nirvana" indeed. Excuse the pun I can't help myself. Its a sickness. Very nice to communicate with you.

 

[Nirvanadragones]

My name reveals my sexual needs and fortunately for me my wife is the same as I. To see her and her female lover wrapped in this Celtic love knot enflames me deeply, it is the lesbian act which defines that erotic love for me. I find it so intense to watch as a man that I will not violate the moment. I will touch myself but they are in a sacred place. I love the demand each beautiful searching butterfly makes on the other: pressed lovingly together crying out to each other...do you feel as I? Will you fly as I fly? Kindred in so much: communicating mutual frustrations, needs, mysteries, banalities, love. They entwined and interlocked as these wandering twisted emotions. All wrapped in the encompassing knot of buiding lust.....

The beauty is ieffable. It leaves me erect, aroused, burning. The dance, the dance, the dance...

Switchy

What a nice topic to introduce Nirvanadrogones. You are "draggin us into Nirvana" indeed. Excuse the pun I can't help myself. Its a sickness. Very nice to communicate with you.

The dance indeed... And you are welcome.

 

[SwitchyBi]

You are quite welcome. May you dance with Siva into your bliss.....
Switchy

 

[Roxanne Appleby]

Eventually both women were completely nude. Denise reclined on her back on the fur rug, and Pauline lay on top of the girl's lovely young body. Naked flesh pressed naked flesh along the full length of their now tingling bodies: breast to breast, hips to hips, thighs to thighs. They never stopped kissing, but also eagerly sought to increase the level of sexual contact, tweaking nipple against nipple, grinding mound on smooth thigh.

Pauline became more aggressive at the latter game, seeking more intense and direct stimulation. With her much greater experience she knew just how to make the delicate and subtle adjustments necessary to bring together labia to labia and clit to clit in the ancient art of the Sapphic tribade. At the first such touch Denise gasped, and in her excitement grasped the other's buttocks, pulling her friend tightly against her. This disturbed the fine adjustments Pauline had skillfully made, and the shocking intensity disappeared as clit separated from clit. Pauline was patient, though, and only found her own excitement and arousal enhanced by the young woman's passion and eagerness. She again made the careful adjustments necessary.

This time Denise understood, and cooperated in sustaining the magical, lubricious contact. As the sensations grew more intense both women exercised extreme self discipline, resisting the overpowering urge to replace subtle and delicate motions with powerful grinding ones, which would only negate the sublime sensation of one clitoris sliding against another, something that only could be experienced if both partners restrained themselves. The tension involved in balancing these impulses generated even more excitement, which magnified the sensation, creating a virtuous cycle the culmination of which was not long in coming.

As the far-more experienced partner, Pauline was the first to feel her climax draw near. She sensed that soon . . . almost . . . NOW! YES! The orgasm swept through her slender body, and she shuddered at the sensations of intense pleasure.

Denise was driven nearly mad resisting the impulse to squeeze and grind, but with an iron will she cooperated in maintaining clitoral contact, fully appreciating the game they were playing, and the delights the exquisite tension created. She had never experienced an orgasm, and at the moment had no expectations in that regard. She just relished the delicious sensation between her legs, and the immensely satisfying body-to-body intimacy with this beautiful woman. She felt Pauline grow tense as the woman approached a climax, and vicariously felt the pulses of pleasure that rocked the other's body when orgasm came.

Suddenly, without at first realizing what was happening, Denise felt a peak of deliciously unbearable tension centered in her clitoris suddenly snap explosively and sweep through her body in waves of unbelievable pleasure. She cried out in surprise and delight, and as all self discipline evaporated she ground her vulva furiously into that of the other, squeezing her lover close. This broke the delicate connection of clit-to-clit. But that didn't matter now. In fact, once the first intense shockwaves of the explosion had passed, that ultra-sensitive contact became too excruciatingly intense, and the rougher, more generalized stimulation was just right for drawing every last drop of pleasure from this, her first orgasm.

Finally both women collapsed, spent by their mutual passion, sweat glistening in the flickering firelight on their beautiful, naked bodies.

From Shy Virgin's Fear Becomes Joy

 

[Nirvanadragones]

Eventually both women were completely nude. Denise reclined on her back on the fur rug, and Pauline lay on top of the girl's lovely young body. Naked flesh pressed naked flesh along the full length of their now tingling bodies: breast to breast, hips to hips, thighs to thighs. They never stopped kissing, but also eagerly sought to increase the level of sexual contact, tweaking nipple against nipple, grinding mound on smooth thigh.

From Shy Virgin's Fear Becomes Joy

Delightful! Thank you for sharing... i was compelled to read the entire story I noticed you have submitted more. Will allow myself one a day.

to you

 

[Nirvanadragones]

do you know German?

awww ... I just luv femme pixies

Gleich und gleich gesellt sich gern...

 

[Roxanne Appleby]

Delightful! Thank you for sharing... i was compelled to read the entire story I noticed you have submitted more. Will allow myself one a day. to you

The way to my heart is to say nice things about my writing - and you're in! Big, big and !

This tribade scene is from my one completely "nice" story to date, and my shortest. (More than one day may be required for the others, especially if they have the desired effect and your reading is, er, interrupted for some reason.)

I have another "nice" story coming out for the Valentine's contest, and this weekend a mother-daughter incest "epic" goes up that I'm rather excited about. I sent an excerpt and the "dust jacket notes" to a "fan" who had described to me experimenting with Mommy/Little Girl role playing games with her girlfriend (even though neither of them have any incestuous yearnings). Based on that small sample she paid the upcoming story the highest compliment:

"I got so wet that I had my girlfriend (she always plays the mommy role) read too. It led to one of the most erotic and intense love making sessions we have had during our relationship."

Does't get any better than that for a Lit writer!

But enough about me - you were saying about tribades? Please continue!

 

[neonflux]

Re: the dance and a thank you!

Thank you for your utterly entrancing comments which celebrate this exquisite dance while also respecting the boundaries of this sacred space...

My name reveals my sexual needs and fortunately for me my wife is the same as I. To see her and her female lover wrapped in this Celtic love knot enflames me deeply, it is the lesbian act which defines that erotic love for me. I find it so intense to watch as a man that I will not violate the moment. I will touch myself but they are in a sacred place. I love the demand each beautiful searching butterfly makes on the other: pressed lovingly together crying out to each other...do you feel as I? Will you fly as I fly? Kindred in so much: communicating mutual frustrations, needs, mysteries, banalities, love. They entwined and interlocked as these wandering twisted emotions. All wrapped in the encompassing knot of buiding lust.....

The beauty is ieffable. It leaves me erect, aroused, burning. The dance, the dance, the dance...

Switchy

What a nice topic to introduce Nirvanadrogones. You are "draggin us into Nirvana" indeed. Excuse the pun I can't help myself. Its a sickness. Very nice to communicate with you.

 

[neonflux]

thank you

little more to be said, except will also delight in your stories and must note that i love your sig...

Eventually both women were completely nude. Denise reclined on her back on the fur rug, and Pauline lay on top of the girl's lovely young body. Naked flesh pressed naked flesh along the full length of their now tingling bodies: breast to breast, hips to hips, thighs to thighs. They never stopped kissing, but also eagerly sought to increase the level of sexual contact, tweaking nipple against nipple, grinding mound on smooth thigh.

Pauline became more aggressive at the latter game, seeking more intense and direct stimulation. With her much greater experience she knew just how to make the delicate and subtle adjustments necessary to bring together labia to labia and clit to clit in the ancient art of the Sapphic tribade. At the first such touch Denise gasped, and in her excitement grasped the other's buttocks, pulling her friend tightly against her. This disturbed the fine adjustments Pauline had skillfully made, and the shocking intensity disappeared as clit separated from clit. Pauline was patient, though, and only found her own excitement and arousal enhanced by the young woman's passion and eagerness. She again made the careful adjustments necessary.

This time Denise understood, and cooperated in sustaining the magical, lubricious contact. As the sensations grew more intense both women exercised extreme self discipline, resisting the overpowering urge to replace subtle and delicate motions with powerful grinding ones, which would only negate the sublime sensation of one clitoris sliding against another, something that only could be experienced if both partners restrained themselves. The tension involved in balancing these impulses generated even more excitement, which magnified the sensation, creating a virtuous cycle the culmination of which was not long in coming.

As the far-more experienced partner, Pauline was the first to feel her climax draw near. She sensed that soon . . . almost . . . NOW! YES! The orgasm swept through her slender body, and she shuddered at the sensations of intense pleasure.

Denise was driven nearly mad resisting the impulse to squeeze and grind, but with an iron will she cooperated in maintaining clitoral contact, fully appreciating the game they were playing, and the delights the exquisite tension created. She had never experienced an orgasm, at the moment had no expectations in that regard. She just relished the delicious sensation between her legs, and the immensely satisfying body-to-body intimacy with this beautiful woman. She felt Pauline grow tense as the woman approached a climax, and vicariously felt the pulses of pleasure that rocked the other's body when orgasm came.

Suddenly, without at first realizing what was happening, Denise felt a peak of deliciously unbearable tension centered in her clitoris suddenly snap explosively and sweep through her body in waves of unbelievable pleasure. She cried out in surprise and delight, and as all self discipline evaporated she ground her vulva furiously into that of the other, squeezing her lover close. This broke the delicate connection of clit-to-clit. But that didn't matter now. In fact, once the first intense shockwaves of the explosion had passed, that ultra-sensitive contact became too excruciatingly intense, and the rougher, more generalized stimulation was just right for drawing every last drop of pleasure from this, her first orgasm.

Finally both women collapsed, spent by their mutual passion, sweat glistening in the flickering firelight on their beautiful, naked bodies.

From Shy Virgin's Fear Becomes Joy

 

[Guest]

Eventually both women were completely nude. Denise reclined on her back on the fur rug, and Pauline lay on top of the girl's lovely young body. Naked flesh pressed naked flesh along the full length of their now tingling bodies: breast to breast, hips to hips, thighs to thighs. They never stopped kissing, but also eagerly sought to increase the level of sexual contact, tweaking nipple against nipple, grinding mound on smooth thigh.

Pauline became more aggressive at the latter game, seeking more intense and direct stimulation. With her much greater experience she knew just how to make the delicate and subtle adjustments necessary to bring together labia to labia and clit to clit in the ancient art of the Sapphic tribade. At the first such touch Denise gasped, and in her excitement grasped the other's buttocks, pulling her friend tightly against her. This disturbed the fine adjustments Pauline had skillfully made, and the shocking intensity disappeared as clit separated from clit. Pauline was patient, though, and only found her own excitement and arousal enhanced by the young woman's passion and eagerness. She again made the careful adjustments necessary.

This time Denise understood, and cooperated in sustaining the magical, lubricious contact. As the sensations grew more intense both women exercised extreme self discipline, resisting the overpowering urge to replace subtle and delicate motions with powerful grinding ones, which would only negate the sublime sensation of one clitoris sliding against another, something that only could be experienced if both partners restrained themselves. The tension involved in balancing these impulses generated even more excitement, which magnified the sensation, creating a virtuous cycle the culmination of which was not long in coming.

As the far-more experienced partner, Pauline was the first to feel her climax draw near. She sensed that soon . . . almost . . . NOW! YES! The orgasm swept through her slender body, and she shuddered at the sensations of intense pleasure.

Denise was driven nearly mad resisting the impulse to squeeze and grind, but with an iron will she cooperated in maintaining clitoral contact, fully appreciating the game they were playing, and the delights the exquisite tension created. She had never experienced an orgasm, at the moment had no expectations in that regard. She just relished the delicious sensation between her legs, and the immensely satisfying body-to-body intimacy with this beautiful woman. She felt Pauline grow tense as the woman approached a climax, and vicariously felt the pulses of pleasure that rocked the other's body when orgasm came.

Suddenly, without at first realizing what was happening, Denise felt a peak of deliciously unbearable tension centered in her clitoris suddenly snap explosively and sweep through her body in waves of unbelievable pleasure. She cried out in surprise and delight, and as all self discipline evaporated she ground her vulva furiously into that of the other, squeezing her lover close. This broke the delicate connection of clit-to-clit. But that didn't matter now. In fact, once the first intense shockwaves of the explosion had passed, that ultra-sensitive contact became too excruciatingly intense, and the rougher, more generalized stimulation was just right for drawing every last drop of pleasure from this, her first orgasm.

Finally both women collapsed, spent by their mutual passion, sweat glistening in the flickering firelight on their beautiful, naked bodies.

From Shy Virgin's Fear Becomes Joy

Now that was hot. Now i need to find a gal to do that with!

 

[Guest]

A note

I want to add to the tribadism idea. I had the experience in the past of being with straight girls or bicurious and i know its a personal thing but most of them delight in tribing. It might be because it makes them feel safe i dont know. I do know they really get off on it.

 

[Guest]

and i think this thread is so hot

 

[alisonwunderlnd]

I find myself missing this a lot lately.MMM,MM,what's a girl to do ?

 

[Guest]

I find myself missing this a lot lately.MMM,MM,what's a girl to do ?

where is wonderland?

 

[SensualMale]

Damn, This is an interesting thread

 

[neonflux]

In my bad (one semester) German...

Dictionary (und herz) in hand...
Ich lange für dich, im tandem und ausführlich

Gleich und gleich gesellt sich gern...

 

[Nirvanadragones]

Dictionary (und herz) in hand...
Ich lange für dich, im tandem und ausführlich

Mir werde beeindruckt... andererseits Sie kann mit mir seductively sprechen und jede mögliche Sprache und es würden erotisch sein!

 

[ima6uldv8]

Oh my! Is it hot in here or what? Some of these stories are certainly making me a little warm.