Find Me a Lesbian Love

O.K. so I know that you really shouldn't do this kind of thing if you are married. But I actually have permission. I have been looking for a lesbian lover online. I haven't had much luck lately. I have received a few emails. But the biggest problem of course is that you really have to pay for a "PREMIUM MEMBERSHIP" if you want to be able to contact anyone of real interest. Which is also why I only have a few emails. A lot of the ones that I find attractive don't or won't pay for it either.

Then of course there is craigslist. Which is free. But you get a whole different problem there. Most people don't want to post a pic. And the few that do are dogs. I tend to be kind of picky about the ones I like. At least I feel like I am. I have diverse tastes. But I like them to be drop dead gorgeous to me. Another problem is the men who like to pretend they are women so they can try to hook up with you. But you can always tell when it is a man.

So what am I to do? I am not in the gay scene anymore. And right now I am the only one of my friends that is remotely interested in a female relationship.

I just can't get women out of my head. They are beautiful. They are curvaceous. They are sensual. They love to talk for hours. And I love breasts as much as a man.

See you in the moonlight.

Taboo People

Well I think the most taboo would have to be married men. I have slept with two different married men at very different times in my life and several years apart.

With one of them we worked at the same place and technically I was his boss. But he made the moves first. We will call him Jay. We would flirt a lot back and forth. But nothing happened for over a year. Then one day when he was working late and I had nothing to do, I went up to work to see him. We made out a little and he sent tingles down my spine. He was a fabulous kisser and I thought that sex with him would be phenomenal (sp?). But when we fianally had sex it was awful. First he was a little small. Not that that is the end of the world. There are ways to make up for it. The funny thing is that his wife wouldn't have sex with him because it was painful. She had a lot of medical issues. So I don't know if the reason he was bad in bed, was because he was feeling guilty or what. But it sucked. We never had sex again after that. We just stay friends for a few months after that. Then another night he calls me and we hang out for a little while. We made out again. And I thought about giving him a second chance. But at that time I was a live in nanny. So we couldn't do it at my place or his. I am sure it was all for the best.

The other married man I was with a few years later was with this guy who looks a lot like Toby Keith the singer. So we will call him Toby. Anyway I was friends with his wife first. She and I went to college together. And at the time I didn't have a car, so she would pick me up on the way to school sometimes. They also had a 3 year old son. And sometimes she needed a sitter. So I would go over to their house to watch the kid. And so I met her husband , Toby. I thought he was hot and even told her so. But he was a little quiet and when he did talk he was obnoxious. One day I called her house to talk to her and she was out. I asked him to take a message and he asked why he couldn't talk to me for a little while. I said because I hardly know you. He said aren't we friends. And I said I guess. So we started chatting. He asked me quickly if we could all have 3some. She had told him that I was bi. I said no. I wasn't really interested in the package deal. Somehow we ended up flirting. And would get to know each other kinda well over a couple of months. There were even times when I would stay at their house overnight since she and I had class early in the morning. And when she wasn't looking I would flirt with him and really want to kiss him. Eventually one day when he got off work early he came to my house. We had sex. And it was awful too. Later he told me that he had cheated on his wife with her ex best friend a long time ago. And I thought he and I both were total losers. But at the time I thought I was in love with him. I wanted to make a family with him. Hell I was willing to have a 3some to make it all o.k.

But in the end I didn't like myself very much. I knew it was wrong. And since the sex sucked anyway, I wasn't going to do it again. So it was taboo, but not fun. Just a huge disappointment.
I am sure there are other taboo people I have been with, but I can't think who would be worse.

See you in the moonlight.

Taboo Sex

Well I have had a friend give me a topic. The most taboo thing or person that I have ever done. But there is a problem with that. I am not sure which story would be the most taboo. So I will give you a couple and you can decide for yourselves.

But if I had to guess I would have to say having sex in a church on Easter Sunday was probably the most blasphemous. It was with this guy I was with in highschool. We had been together off and on for almost a year. And we had intended on getting married right after I graduated. For some reason with him, I was very uninhibbited. We would have sex everywhere. And since we were teenagers, we were horny as hell.

On this particular day we were dressed up and going to his family church. It was Lutheran. We had been going together for awhile. We went to youth group together too. So my boyfriend knew the layout of the church very well. It was Easter and we went to services. But his mom was in choir so we had to stay for the rest of the services that day. Of course we wanted to slam each other right there in the pew, but I have a little more class than that. I of course was wearing a dress( easy access). And since we were bored we went walking around the church for some place quiet.

First we chose the youth group room. There were sofas and bean bag chairs and pillows everywhere. Made just to make teenagers comfortable. And boy did they. We had sex all over that room. But mostly on the couch with me bent over the arm and him slamming me from behind. We heard someone coming and opening the door. So we quickly ended things. But I wanted to cum some more. And my boyfriend just wanted to finish.

We wandered around a bit more. And came to an empty room. It was still in the process of construction. There was only plywood everywhere. No drywall or anything. And there was a large window. But because it was Easter, we were both dressed very nicely. We didn't want our clothes to get messed up so everyone would know what we had been doing. So I was on my back in a way. I was on my hands and feet. More like being a crab without trying to walk that way. And my boyfriend was on top and being very careful not to push me into the floor. Unfortunately I am a very vocal person. And people outside could hear me. We were on the far side of the church so no one inside could hear. Mostly because there was a service going on with the singing. But the funny thing about it is this. When we were finished you could clearly see two handprints on the floor. Mine. And when we would go back to the church before that room was finished, we could see the handprints every time. It was a nice reminder.

There are other stories, some that are close to hallowed ground. But no more inside a church. At least that I can recall at this time. But be sure to ask me about other stories. Like the times in the different parks, or the time in the teepee. I will write more later.

See you in the moonlight.

An Orgy in Our Heads

Well tonight we had great sex. Originally I thought we might. But then I get a call from the girls changing our night out to tonight. We were supposed to go out tomorrow night for our friends birthday. But she could only get a sitter for tonight. And as my friend is on the phone my husband pulls me over to him. Makes me sit on his lap. Then he proceeds to play with my tits. Then he pinches my nipple making me yelp just a little. I am aking him to quit because I am on the phone. I tell my friend that he wants to have sex and she said I better do it now before we go out. And as she says this, he grabs my crotch.

So I quickly get off the phone. But he is on call tonight for work. And he gets a call. So I decide to go upstairs and take a shower and start to get ready. I am washing my hair and then I hear him come upstairs. So I asked him if he wanted to take a shower with me. I was pretty much done. I just wanted him in there with me to make his cock get hard by lathering him up. He said no. But then he was naked and in the shower with me. We are having a good time and considering having sex in the shower. But these days I feel like I am too old sometimes. I wish there were grab rails in the shower to make it easier. It is just too slippery in there. Plus I really like it when I am cumming when I don't have to hold my body up. I prefer to let go entirely.

So we get out and dry off a little. My husband goes into our room and puts some Depeche Mode on and turns off the lights. And since last time we had sex I had danced for him I wanted to know what he was going to do for me tonight. He started to dance, but he is no Chippendale. So I said he didn't have to dance, just do something nice. Like lots and lots of foreplay. He agreed.

So he began to touch me some more on my breasts and lightly pinching my nipples. Kissing me on my neck. And then running his hands between my thighs. He lingers with one finger on my clit and a couple of others around my wet mound. Then I asked him to tell me a story tonight. We started fantasizing about having an orgy with only women around us. Going to a sex club and ordering anyone we wanted. Even having an audition with a couple of them going down on me for just a couple of minutes. Then proceeding to a room with a stage and stripper poles. A gigantic shower with many shower heads. A couple of couches. And the biggest bed you have ever seen with mirrors above and the mattress vibrates.

Some of them danced. Others pleasured only me. My husband is pounding away on me. With one woman behind him stroking his balls. I can feel her fingernails graze me. I have other women carressing and licking my breasts. And one licking my clit. It all feels so good I am in heaven. And in an explosion of exctacy we both cum. Then we continue the fantasy and lay in each others arms and wish.

See you in the moonlight.

Sex And Water

Well I haven't had a lot of ideas lately, but Vanilla gave me one when I checked out his site. Thank You.

You said that you really wanted to try sex in the pool. Well from experience I would have to say that it can be lovely or so fucking hot as to blow your mind. I have had sex with a few different lovers in pools and hot tubs. So I will give you a taste.

First I have to say that I love to swim and have always been drawn to the water. I can spend hours there, even by myself.With Big we were at this apartment complex pool. Big and I were just playing in the pool. There were other people there part of the time. Including kids. But I usually don't really care and just go about my business. Big went down on me in the pool as well. For that I have to say bravo, great skills in holding your breath. But we were also wrestling around and just having a good time swimming. It is a sensual thing to be practically weightless and free floating. You can get into postions that are normally quite difficult. And of course there are the water jets that can sometimes be so cleverly located. Big would kiss me and wrap his arms and legs around me. We would just make out forever. Then he would slip behind me and thrust his cock into me as he slid my swimsuit to the side. And since there are already waves in the pool from the kids playing, No one was the wiser. At least from my perspective. But that could also be wishful thinking, because I didn't really want to get caught. But at the same time I kind of did. I have always liked having sex in public places. The thrill of it sends shivers down me. And as Big would be lifting me and rocking me back and forth he would have one hand on my clit bringing me close to orgasm. And then I would want to scream. I have always been very vocal. But with people being that close I would have to stifle it. It was difficult and I am sure the faces I had would definitely give me away. But I didn't care. I wanted to cum over and over.

And then there were the times with my husband before we married. There are some hotsprings nearby. And on occasion we would go to the mountains and go to the pools. They also had private rooms with a hot tub like area, but much hotter than a commercial tub. There we could get totally naked and worship each other in the steam. But unfortunately for me it was too hot. So we would go back to the pool to "cool off". And as other times in other types of pools we would do much of the same. But there were more adults. and mostly couples. It was as warm as taking a hot bath. You could float so much more easily. And the steam rising was not just from the water. My husband and I would usually choose a corner of the pool area. It had a convienently located jet. And above the pool were jungle type plants and flowers. And in the evening you could see the stars because of the skylight. It was peaceful and intense. We would face each other and just kiss and run our hands and arms around each other. I would rub his cock gently and first and then increase the pressure and intensity. I wanted him hard so he could penetrate me deeply. I would just take off my swimsuit bottoms and keep them around my ankle. I would slip him inside me and rock gently back and forth. All the while kissing. The other couples looked as though they were doing the same thing. And sometimes we would leave the "safety" of the corner and venture out to the middle of the pool still connected.

Thinking about all of this definitely makes me want to relive old memories. Thanks Vanilla.
See you in the moonlight.

Well hello blog world. Sorry that I haven't posted anything in quite a while. I really haven't had anything to write about. Nothing spectacular or even so-so to write about sexually. I have had a lot to say about my hum drum life though. And if you know me well, then you have read everything there is to know at the moment.

But as always I do like to leave you with at least a bit of visual to hold you over. And since I haven't been doing anything much in my own life lately I was hoping there would be someone to give me a topic to write about. I don't really seem to have any stories running through my head. I am not much of a writer of fiction. So I have always written about mostly true events. There were a couple of stories I threw in for those of you who asked. But since I have never been very good at story telling, I don't think they went over very well.

I do miss you guys though and would appreciate some comments from your own lives. Or even some questions.
Anyway I will let you get back to your jacking off. Have a good time.

See you in the moonlight.

Punk Rock Girlz