Monday

Science Behind the Pussy



So I went a while back for my traditional Brazilian bikini wax. Some my ask, why would you put your self though that! Well, to be honest, I love eating a smooth pussy, and love to feel mine feel that way. Nothing but the soft silky feel of skin.

But anyway, any of us who have done the wax thing or the shaving thing has probably experienced the occasional ingrown hair, or lil bump. My question is to my female strippers and porn stars. How on earth to you keep it so smooth? Is there like a science to it that I didn't learn about in high school? I must have missed that class.

Friday

Getting Out


I took a chance to other day. It’s been a while, but what’s that saying? Just get back on the saddle?

In any case, I asked a guy that works in my building our for drinks. My perception of him was this: a young professional who makes good money. Probably has a nice apartment, and knows how to have a good time. What I got? A college super senior!

(For those who are unaware of the breakdown- college freshmen are those who are new to the scene. Always going out to house or frat parties. Sophomores finally realize its better to have a house party and is always having a party at their house. Juniors are finally 21 and are out at the bar scene. Seniors are actually graduating, and super seniors are graduating slowly, or going for a second degree. Super seniors have also smartened up and have house party at other peoples houses…less clean up.)

So the date started well. Opening doors, out for ice cream, out for drinks at a nice bar. Even wiped down my bar stool before I sat down. So when he asked if I wanted to go to his place for some drinks, I had no reason to say no. Than, I got there. In the middle of no where. Granted, I had my car…and he had his. We were driving over the river and through the fuckin woods to get to this house in the middle of nowhere.

So we finally arrive, and low and behold, he has roommates! Two woman. It’s a complete college house! Booze and bitches. That was the conversation. So I figure, I’m at least going to get a piece of ass out of this. His room was like a dorm room. Only thing that would have make it worse was if the mattress was on the floor (I have to say, he had a very comfy mattress). Everything else was horrid! He didn’t kiss me so much as suck on my top lip, I could barely find his dick, and he was hard for a total of 30 seconds. A mini marshmallow had more substance than his load. The worst part? Now, this is new to me…girls, let me know if you have ever in your life seen or heard of something like this. Let me first say, I’m an attractive girl…not conceded, but attractive. Breasts are at least a handful, and thin shapely waist, and nice curvy hips. There is no need for what he did.

As I lay next to him, about to crawl on top…I was stopped by the sound of him…beating off! He was masturbating while a woman was right next to him! I was so insulted! What the hell was I supposed to think! I think I was too in shock to even cum. I can’t really say what happen after that. I’ve never left a guys place in the middle of the night, but I couldn’t wait to get out of there. He call the next day asking how I found my way home. I simply said, “I carry a map in my car for emergency situations. Every single woman should.”

Welcome

Who doesn't want a taste of pink?


Lalita and I want to welcome you to our blog. Topics shall include, but are not limited to: sex; lust; sex with men; feminism; sex with women; gender politics; sex with sex toys; love and its infinite varieties; sex with ourselves; speculation about the bonds between women; bondage; friendship, and other forms of intimate bondage.
(And also Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Laurel K. Hamilton, and other bits of culture 'high' and 'low'.)
And not least this blog shall record what she and I are finding out about ourselves. Both of us identify primarily as hetero, yet both of us have been with women. Both of us are attracted to each other, yet at this time in our lives, agree --reluctantly!--not to act on this attraction to each other, to be friends.
(She makes it difficult though, she's such a hot sexy bitch!)
And if we can do that, it will be a friendship like no other I've had.
I've found it difficult to maintain friendships with women; I don't trust them to be honest with me, I don't always know what they're thinking, I don't understand what's going on when you ask someone what's wrong and she won't tell you.
I had a bad experience also with my one girlfriend, which I'll write about later.

Right now, Lalita and I are involved in some very complicated relationships with men, and we're both in transitional phases. It will be fascinating to see what the next few months bring to each of us, and I hope I can be there for her, to help her grow. She's an extraordinary woman, the sort I've always wanted for a best friend--each time we speak we discover more hidden similarities-- and I am honoured to be a part of her journey.

And she's part of mine.

*kiss* Lalita!
xxxooo
Colette

Thursday

Welcome

Anyone want a taste of pink?


Once again, sweet Colette has taken the words, 'like a secret voice speaking out of my bone'. (I'm sure I butchered that, but she gets what I'm saying). It's hard to say if this blog will be more about sex, or women or sex with women, of course men (who can live with out dick) and of course toys (for the times we want to live with out men, but not dick). It will be about all that Colette has listed and more. We hope that you will enjoy our outlet and find the time to share your thoughts, concerns, or kinky little secrets. ;)

We hope to grow this blog in to so much more, and with it, our friendship. I have never had the best of luck playing nice with women, takes to much work. But with my sweet Colette, it comes easy. I hope you will join us though our 'journey'. It might get a little messy, but clean up is half the fun. ;)

Wednesday

Bones

Yeah, so, when i read Lalita's old blog, i was really enthralled. I told her that she had intuition. Like the narrator says about Doreen in the Bell Jar: every word she said was like a secret voice speaking straight out of my bones.

I dont know about the 'straight' bit, --lol--...but yes. She's got intuition by the truckload, and speaks out of my bones.