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Sexual Fluidity: Personal History + A Fantasy Twist
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Sexual Fluidity: Personal History + A Fantasy Twist We all have inside of us a masculine and a feminine side, however much nature and desire can pull us towards one side or the other--or to both--in our sexual orientation. I love being a cockstrong, dominant male, especially in bed. But there’s another side of me that loves the feminine. Early on, I took deep joy reading stories by female<b> writers </font></b>beginning with Laura Ingalls Wilder and Nancy Drew books, and today my favorite<b> writers </font></b>include Sappho and Sandra Cisneros and Zadie Smith. I had a beloved troll doll as a . In my adolescence, it excited me to try on secretly in a pool house the bikini of my friends’ older sister. I later lost my virginity in a threesome with a bi couple. Once naked, all my nervousness dissipated: it felt so natural and free to be sexually fluid...and to do unto another cock what I loved done unto mine.. After the end of a long marriage, where I always played it straight (except in my fantasies), I began a wild relationship with a sexually adventurous woman who was very bi. Most of our adventures involved her going bi to initiate erotic play with another couple or on an occasional date with a unicorn. Any red-blooded male would love to get sexed up with two women at the same time, and I did. But my favorite adventure was the most feminine. We became friends with a drag queen: a cross-dresser and TS. I confessed to him how I lost my virginity and then something else: my desire to be a girl at an upcoming party of his “boy-girl” friends. OMG, what fun it was them getting me ready for that night: shopping for a little black dress, fuck me shoes, waxing my hair off, a pedicure, lipstick, styling my hair (a blonde wig), and lots of girl talk. I so much wanted to look and act like both a sorority girl and a slut. At the party, I was shy at first. But then a “girl” began chatting me up (who I’d been told had the biggest cock). I tried playing hard to get, but my pulsing imagination sabotaged my plan. I wanted him too much as our toy. My lover and I carried him off into a bedroom, blindfolded him, tied him to the bed, and then had our way with him. The paradox allures: Going all girly stirred up my primal manhood |
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How funny! I was going to write about sexual fluidity on my blog tomorrow! Great minds think alike! Kitkat The observant make the best lovers, I may not do right, but I do write, I have bliss, joy, and happiness in my life, Kitkat Come check out my blog KItkat1415 check out this post by me Adventures In Body Grooming #39 April Topic Link: What Lies Beneath If April Showers Oh Bloody Hell What Kind Of Weather Turns Me On Bloggers Symposium 40
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