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and a sprinkle of lesbian for flavor! The love, sex, life, issues & obstacles that come with being a lesbian.

Sunday, July 03, 2005

Kissing 101

What's the difference between a boy and a man? It's really very simple. It has nothing to do with age, facial hair (or any other hair, for that matter), hard-ons, having had sex (dogs have sex, doesn't make them men!).....it's all in their kiss.

Boys kiss and swiftly move on to the good stuff. Men know that kissing IS the good stuff. When a man knows how to kiss a woman what follows isn't good....it's fantastic!

Molly is asked out and accepts the invitation. She's not really "into" the guy, but Sam seems nice and she didn't have any other plans for the evening anyway. Their evening goes well, no awkward pauses, he doesn't talk with his mouth full, he's interested in what she's saying, he's a gentleman only touching her when it's appropriate and when he does touch her it's gentle and respectful. As they say good night Sam very softly kisses Molly's cheek. That ends their evening....or....maybe not. The soft kiss to her cheek has lit a flame in the depths of Molly's desire. She wants more than just a kiss on the cheek. She looks into Sam's eyes and moves in for a real kiss. He grabs her and smashes her lips into her teeth....now, that would definitely end the evening. Instead of being a boy, Sam shows Molly that he is all man. Instead of grabbing and smashing, he takes his time meeting her lips with his own.

Tenderly he caresses her lips with his own. He keeps his lips supple, molding them to the softness of her lips. He pulls away, looks into her eyes, seeing her desire for more, he parts his lips and lightly moistens them with the tip of his tongue. This time when he captures her lips he applies just a tad more pressure. He feels her lips part against his. Parting his lips he grazes her bottom lip with the tip of his tongue. Molly sensuously grabs his tongue with her lips. She begins sucking on his tongue.....it's clear where this night will end.

Kissing is mouth sex....the real oral sex. The way I'm kissed tells me if I want to even consider going further. It's not just men that struggle with kissing skills. I've had a woman kiss me and it made me wanna puke. She will go down in history as the "fish kisser." Her pucker was the same as a goldfish's. There were no long slow kisses with her....just numerous hard pecks. EW!! Seriously, EWWWW!

I've kissed men and women....before realizing that I'm gay I was under the false impression that I was bi. Women always had men beat in the kissing department. I had to teach men how to kiss and the value of being an incredible kisser. My ex's kiss was like having my face eaten....his mouth was spread open as wide as he could get it, his teeth would dig into my cheek! I shoved him away from me and began his first lesson in how to kiss without drawing blood. He had a lot to learn and I was bored enough to take the time to teach him.

If men would learn to kiss a woman in the same ways they liked having their dicks sucked.....there would be millions of very happy & horny women in the world! Men love the soft licks and sucks. A little teeth is ok with some and not with others....no one that I've been with wanted to be bit or have teeth raked roughly along the shaft of their dicks. It's all about the tongue manipulations and the sucking. That's pretty close to how women want to be kissed. At least, it's how I want to be kissed!

Fresh breath and brushed teeth are the foundation of a fabulous kiss. They aren't all that's needed to make me melt. Don't attack my face...ease your way to my lips. Breathe warmly in my ear, don't ruin it by saying anything or blowing....just exhale. Then with agonizing slowness make your way across my cheek, softly kissing as you go (dry kisses, don't make me long for a towel to wipe my face off with). Start kissing my lips as you reach the corner of my mouth, be conscious of my breathing, if I'm breathing through my mouth give me time to adjust to breathing through my nose. Let me make the next move....when I'm ready I'll move fully into your mouth.

Sunday, June 12, 2005

Woman to Woman

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Welcome to the Blogging community,
La Femme!
There can NEVER be enough Femmes in the world.

Saturday, June 11, 2005

Hot blog!!

I have a friend who just started a new blog.....it's a scorcher! She's one wild & crazy gal and she's willing to share her kinky-ness with the world. Mistress S can be found at:


Don't blame me if she's too hot for you to handle! You're on your own!

I'm getting geared up to start posting more on here....I've been posting on my other blog and now I'm starting to feel the need to explore "my gayside" more. This blog is for just that purpose.

I'm not in a happy healthy relationship....I don't know what you'd call what I'm in. We broke up, but we're still living together and she's still sniping at me and riding my ass (and not in the GOOD way!) like she did when we were still "together." I usually avoid complicated relationships....once it's complicated I'm out...but, this one is definitely complicated and I'm still here....what's up with that?

I'm gonna mull some things over and I'll be posting later....I just want to know if it's possible for a femme to be with a butchy and not have the issues that I've had with my ex!?!

Monday, May 02, 2005

The Talk

I have a confession to make......

I've been seeing another blog. To be totally honest, I've been in a committed relationship with another blog for some time now. I was already with the other blog before we got together. I'm sorry that I haven't been up front with you. I'd really like you to meet my other blog....I think you and the other blog could be friends.

I'm not breaking up with you....I just won't be able to give as much to our relationship as I would like. You deserve more.

I hope we can still be friends.

Thursday, April 21, 2005

I can, but will I?

I can leave comments on Rosie's blog....not like I will, but I like knowing that I can. The pressure of coming up with something witty and heartfelt is just too much...it ain't gonna happen. BUT I CAN IF I WANNA!!!

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Praise & Worship

There are moments when Butchy and I get in the mood to listen to praise & worship music. They don’t come often, but when they do….ohhhh boy! We get those Spirit juices flowin’ and I get in touch with the large black woman living inside me. She’s one of those gals that wears a big hat to church on Sunday and just HAS to let the world know how much she feels the Spirit. Ohhhhh Jesus!! Glory!! Amen!! Can I hear a hallelujah??

I’ve come to the conclusion that praise & worship music is based on hypnosis…either that or Tourette’s Syndrome. All I know is that you must repeat the same phrase over and over and over and over. Then you sing another line and repeat that line until you feel the Spirit tell you to move on to another line. I guess there are some in the audience that may be a little slower than others and so you have to repeat yourself so that everyone “gets it.” Right now I’m hearing, “All things are possible” I’ve lost count how many times it was sung. So, we’ll just go with the knowledge that “All things are possible” and leave it at that.

The Spirit moves in strange and mysterious ways. When He speaks I’m sure He always repeats what He says until we ALL “get it.” Glory to Jesus!! Amen!! All things are possible!

Tuesday, April 19, 2005


I have been off living life and dealing with the wonderful world of allergies. Since my last post I haven't even checked in. Imagine my surprise to see the huge boost in visits and the wonderful comments?!? WOW!! I see that oodles of visitors have come via BlogXchange....I can't even remember what that is! But, WELCOME!!

I promise to be a better blogger and respond to everyone who comments. I deserve to be in blogging-time-out.

Somedays being interesting is more than I can handle....allergies suck the interest-factor right out of me. I'm done bitching and moaning.