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|Saturday, December 26th, 2009|
1st lesbian experience
This is a story about the first time I had sex with another
woman. I too am a woman. If this offends you please read no
further. Judy and I had been friends since we were little girls.
We hung around together, double dated, and shared our experiences
with each other. We had apartments in the same building.
One Saturday I walked down the hall to Judy's place to spend
time with her. Little did I know what would happen that special
afternoon. When I arrived at Judy's apartment I let myself in as
I always do. I walked toward the kitchen and was about to call
out when I noticed her sleeping on the couch. She was nude and
laying on her back. One of her hands was between her legs,
rubbing her pussy. I just stood and watched her play with herself
for a few minutes. Seeing her slowly masturbating in her sleep
somehow turned me on. I felt that familiar tickle between my own
legs as she rubbed and probed herself.
I had on only a robe with nothing underneath so I reached
down and rubbed my own crotch just a little. It felt good so I
did it again. Judy seemed fast asleep but for her hand movement
so I continued to rub and play with myself while standing over
her, watching her. I could feel myself getting very wet between
my legs as I slid my fingers back and forth in my slit. It felt
so good and I was getting so turned on that I couldn't stop,
though I knew I should.
I then stuck first one finger, then two, into my wet hole.
As I inserted the third finger into myself I gasped at the
pleasure. I saw Judy's eyes open and a wave of sudden
embarrassment swept over me. I wanted to run and hide, but I just
froze, standing there with my fingers deep inside me, still
probing, as if they had a mind of their own. I felt uneasy that I
was this turned on from watching another woman, my best friend,
Judy just smiled at me and I noticed she was still rubbing
herself too. In fact I saw she was doing it harder. She whispered
for me to come closer, and I did, walking toward the couch with
my hand still working at my wet and hot pussy. When I got close
she reached out with her free hand and pulled me down to a
kneeling position next to her. Then she pushed the robe from my
shoulders and I let it slip to the floor. I was now naked like
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|Tuesday, April 1st, 2008|
Hi guys and girls
Girls don't be afraid
To love another girl
Guys don't be afraid
To love another Guy
It shouldn't matter
Who you fall for
It is your choice
And no one else's
Don't let them influence you
Or tell you it's wrong
Don't let them run your life
When it ain't theirs
Make your own choices
Be with whoever you want
At the end of the day
It's your decision
You need to remember
Love is love
And in whichever form
It is never wrong
- by Anonymous
|Wednesday, May 30th, 2007|
sooo, hey everyone :3 i think i might have introduced myself here already ( i joined here a while ago) Current Mood: ?..
so, mini sessay, or you can just look at the question at the end:
out of my school, there are no 'out' gays. i have an in the closet bi friend, a bi friend who got pulled out of the closet, and my best friend, who is out like me, but no one knows she's had a girlfriend (Me. we broke up a while ago), so hardly anyones actually realised (she doesnt write it across her forehead, or anything)
see, I was fine being who I am (a 14 year old Bi girl) for about 6 months, with quite a few people knowing. I'd had a girlfriend, but few people knew that.
Then, a couple of months after my first girlfriend, i got a new girlfriend, rachel.
Everone found out. I don't know how, one of my friends must be a rat : /
Long story short, a big girl gang in my school made fun of us to the point where my girlfriend decided we should break up. she tells everyone shes straight : / to make sure people leave her alone. I still identify as bi to people. I couldnt really care less what they think.
But. the gang got worse. they kind of ambushed me after school one day, when i wasnt with my ususal groupof friends. (these are the sort of girls who shouldnt be allowed other kids x_o) and I got knocked about a bit, and my confidence went right down. these girls were delt with (kind of ) by the school, so basically they were told 'not to do it again'. but they did stop doing anything physical towards me. now they just hurl insults , which are probaly supposed to upset me. stuff like 'bisexual lebian' : / and m favourite, 'you're only bi to be popular' (because I'm getting so much positve popularity, right?)
Its worse for my friend harry, who's a lovely kid :3 but hatedby alot of kids in our school cos hes also...you guessed it, bi .
Last week a huge gang of boys came after him, dragged him into the boys loos (and stopped his friends coming in to defend him) , and kicked him in the head and stomach.
And filmed it. it was pretty horrible.
My schools acidemically (sp?)one of the best in england (its not a private school or anything), but the bullyings pretty rough,
So, does this kind of stuff happen because its a school whos a majority of middle class kids? (no offense to middle class. Its just some of these kids think that all people that live in africa live in mud huts. and some have never met a muslim or hindu in real life. Iknow thats nothing to do with it, but im just saying that some of them seem to live a very...closed life. Here in essex,black people arecalled 'coloured' instead of black. o.o i dont know if thats ok, but in london where i grew up, i knew tht if you called a black person coloured you tended to get slapped in the face... )
I remembermy last sex ed class, the teachers handed us these leaflets about sexuality. it said: If you like the sam sex, you are gay. If you like the oppisite sex, you are straight. (so much for bothroads, right? : / )
So this is my question: wherever you live, whatever type of school/workplace you're in,
Do you guys get alot of harrasment for your sexuality?...
|Saturday, February 24th, 2007|
a peom inspired by Charm by FLB
Through the streets they ran
clasping hands, hard
bare feet beating a rough rhythm into the punishingly cold jagged asphalt,
barely feeling the shards of beer bottles cutting into chitinaceous heels
and laughing at the trail of blood their small hard footprints left behind.
Charm roughly pulled her forward,
cutting a raging path through the back-alleys, across dark streets
flicking off the lit orange “DON’T WALK” hands. It took more to stop these two.
She felt the roughness of calluses and blisters
on the hot dry model-mold hand
brush against the sharp circular ridges of her own
and she held on harder.
Stars overhead glittered through orange smog
at the rollicking ids down below
watching the progress of their bobbing heads with streaming shining hair
one long, one short
coruscating in rhythm with the strong, gleaming running legs.
They passed metro stations, drugstores, vacant hair salons
Strip Club Row, its neon lights of obscenity intensifying the smog
streetwalkers, bums, leering louts
not knowing what they saw as they ran
not knowing what streets they passed, how many miles.
Finally Charm stopped her. She rubbed her calves, which she now realized ached
the adrenaline high had numbed her to the lactic acid burn
and she looked up at leaves of a burgeoning rosebush
faintly illuminated by a lone streetlamp.
They were in front of a little pink suburban-looking
house, with a white fence
lights off at this insane hour, looking SOOOO respectable.
She’d grown up here. She knew the things that happened to kids in this house.
Charm saw her eyes and understood everything.
Slowly, methodically, she plucked one of the perfect well-kept hybrid tea roses
from over her head, dangling from the umbrella of pruned foliage
and, looking directly into her eyes,
stuffed the rose into her mouth
She chewed through the petals, hungrily, viciously
and they tasted nothing like they smelled
the spicy tangy chewiness according not at all
with their delicate appearance.
Slowly, in a quiet frenzy,
she and Charm ate their way
through every single rose on that fastidious rosebush
until all of the beautiful delicate shapes, with their perfect petals
She felt the lights of tall, tall buildings of the faraway Harbor warm her face.
This is my city, she thought.
She felt the cool intense moonlight of Charm’s eyes
suddenly blaze into a forest fire as they watched her
windows to a soul
she could now prove she still had
the only drug either of them would need now. Current Mood: artistic
|Friday, January 19th, 2007|
i'll delete this if it isn't allowed....
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|Wednesday, August 9th, 2006|
Hullo!!! My name is Hana!
I'm 16 years old, and obviously bisexual (isn't that why we're all here?) anyways, no I haven't had a girlfriend, but I have made-out with a girl before =D I love boys, I'm actually dating a guy right now, but I also like girls. =3 I like girls' bodies more than boys'. Who wouldn't?? =P
I live in Canada. Ontario actually. The school I go to seems to have NO bisexual people. Well there is my bestfriend, she's bisexual but also very...EXTREMELY innocent... so I can't really do much.
I'm not looking for a relationship. But I'm looking for friends who understand what I'm going through =D
|Wednesday, August 2nd, 2006|
This is more a personal one:
Okay I'm bi or something like it...but recently I've been drifting more towards the opposite sex. Is this normal?
I mean given these factors:
1) I've always been interested in girls more, but I tend to date/be around guys more
2) Even though this is happening, in my mind I'm still bisexual, but I feel as if its only a phase...and I don't know if I'm ready to deal with getting over a 12 year long phase lol.
3) Referring back to point to the Okay I'm bi or something like it...
comment, I don't so much fancy myself gay or straight....or really either of the other...I don't really have a preference in the sense that I don't really prefer ANYONE...omitting factor one and two...should I even bother labeling myself?
It's been bothering me and perplexing me for the longest (like a couple of years) and I don't know what to do or think anymore. I mean its not like I'm desperate to label myself as anything, I just need to know in my head and in my heart where I am. Was it a phase? Am I just looking for something new? Or is bisexually really a transitional sexuallity for some people like so many people think of it as?
Feed back is MOST welcome :)
|Sunday, July 23rd, 2006|
I'm new :) haha, obviously. Um, I'm not sure exactly what I am, but leaning on the bisexual side. It all started when I was little. At night, my friend & i would play house. One would be the husband and one would be the wife.. and obviously we made out.. but didn't go that far. I kinda have a boyfriend right now, but I'm pretty sure it's headed to splitsville. I've never had any sexual interations with a male or female, but here lately I've had the urges to find a girl to have fun with. Nothing serious. Anyways, new friends are awesome! ♥
|Sunday, June 11th, 2006|
Hi, come and join a brand-new homo/bi friendly community: happy_gay_life
This is a community dedicated to building a positive homo/bi image by sharing joyful and uplifting experiences of being homo/bi.
Ever wonder why there are so few homo/bi stories/movies with happy endings? I did.
I figure out that it has to come from us. We've got to count our blessings and share these lovely moments with each other: the special moments that bring smiles to our faces, that make our hearts sing, that tickle us, that move us to tears of joy ... on a daily basis.
Every time you share a line of joy, you're contributing to building a positive homo/bi image.
Come! Join us and have some fun!
|Sunday, May 21st, 2006|
Hello everyone! My name is Elizabeth, I'm sixteen, and I got my first girlfriend tonight. Jeez, it still feels weird saying it. I guess I'm posting here because I need a little reassurance that this is okay. It's not that I've seen bi/homosexuality as wrong (I live half an hour outside of San Francisco and have attended the GIANT pride parade the past two years), it's just that I've never considered myself bisexual. Jen, my girlfriend (omg .. still crazy weird), is the first person I've felt comfortable around (sexually) since I was sexually assaulted last August. I don't know where I'm going with this, but .. I was wondering if anyone else has been in this same situation. You had a traumatic experience with the opposite and have since turned to the same sex.
Also, have you come out to your parents? And if so, how did you do it and how did they react? Only my mom knows I was sexually assaulted and it's actually brought us closer together, but I don't want to ruin our relationship because I'm going out with a girl.
Thanks for all your help!
|Friday, May 19th, 2006|
I'm new as you can tell. I am 13, don't know if that is young for this group. Anyway I have known I have been bi for a couple months. Never had a girlfriend. So I love meeting new friends and all that stuff so IM me on StylingEppes or add me on myspace (myspace.com/fireandlust) Current Mood: sick
|Sunday, May 14th, 2006|
lovestruck rantage of a girl at prom
maybe reading such extravagant praise directed to you makes you warm up to the person who wrote/said/thought it no matter who they were. maybe she just loves praise and courts it- though she doesn’t seem the attention-whore type. or maybe she’s just a tease.
either way, for one solid hour during prom I could have died happy. when I was in the insanely long food line waiting with everybody I saw her walking down. she looked amazing in this beautiful white almost-diaphanous dress. I couldn’t help but stare. and she was looking directly into my eyes with a little smile playing about her lips, but all that white-hot intensity emanating from her eyes, enveloping me, except this time I didn’t feel like she was staring right through me and reading my mind- or at least not in an uncomfortable way (like I had felt the day after I wrote the bizarre Ayn Rand-esque tribute essay thing and I found out that Zara had sent it to her and that she had read it, and then I ended up sitting in her view at lunch and I caught her looking at me several times, studying me with a sort of intent frown, and I felt embarrassed and rotten and like she now thought I was a freak, which she probably does even now but that’s beside the point). maybe she WAS reading my mind and didn’t mind what was written there, which is both extremely odd and a huge relief. it lasted all of five seconds, but that’s a long time considering. it felt like a lot longer to me. it was like I was swimming for an eternity in the reflected glory of her eyes. as she walked past, as soon as I was out of her view I sort of melted physically as I had melted mentally. Zara was standing right behind me, and I guess I had sort of involuntarily clasped her arm as I watched her approach, to keep from falling- and I just murmured “Oh hold me tight” or something of the kind. Zara was all like “No” thinking I was mock-flirting with her like normal, but then I was just like “I could die- right now- and be happy” and had to turn away to cover up my huge silly grin and the fact that I was probably either pale or blushing. Zara and Tycho were both a bit confused at this, and I don’t think anybody else heard or anything, but I must have had a silly grin or something as I got my food. Afterward I told Zara what that was all about because she had been like “Did I miss something?” she was like “Ahh” but she hadn’t seen her- then I pointed her out and she kinda gawped too, but not nearly as much as I had been. throughout dinner I kept going back to that moment and staring dreamily into space- Ashley noticed and thought I was thinking about Matt Ives (ew. when I saw him there at prom I mentally hurled- I did not need him to be there that day) and when I said I wasn’t she kept asking me who I was thinking about. of course I didn’t tell her- I mean she KNOWS but she really doesn’t want to hear that sort of stuff. and then afterward I babbled to Zara for about an incoherent thirty seconds, got embarrassed because the tables had turned and now I was the one who had very weak command on the English language, and apologized for the incoherent babblage (to which she was like “Yeah. You are.” rather ungraciously) and sat down. the rest of the dance was crap. I didn’t see her until the end. I kept thinking one glimpse of her would remedy the fact that all of my friends were sitting around on top of each other at the tables and being all mushy and gross instead of dancing, and the lights were all on and Sancomb was omnipresent, and Matt was there and kept looking at me (again: ew. gross. and he was probably thinking “oh look it’s that dykey loser” which didn’t help my mood either) and that little blond bitch from dance was there too, and the whole prom had very bad timing and such, and most of our class is losers and the music was reallyreallybad. but I did see her again at the end, and it didn’t remedy hardly any of it, probably because I had been expecting it to, probably because I was so P.O.ed that nothing could improve my mood, or maybe a combo of both plus general tiredness. the only really good things about prom were a) her, b) for one in my life feeling like I looked good, c) the dj playing “You Shook Me All Night Long” and everybody knowing the song, and d) POB wasn’t there, because I would not have been able to take Matt and POB all in one dance on top of everything else. I can’t believe I was stupid enough sophomore year to think Matt was pretty. well I suppose he is but- the grossness of what’s inside just shines through. actually it was rather funny- they played Sandstorm and Jack and I had made plans to face off during Sandstorm (my matchless skill and beautiful regulation-size glowsticks against his pathetic disposable things and silly childish moves) and I was so intent on not missing a second of it that I pushed someone bodily out of the way saying “Get the fuck out of my way” and then realized it was Matt and that I’d done that before, sophomore year- intentionally. hahahahahaaa yeah I was an idiot shut up.
She's the reason I didn't get any sleep at all Friday night and sort of had a fever for most of Saturday. I wonder if the knows she can have this effect on people. she seems not to realize just how amazing and awesome she is. I've looked at a lot of her entries and she seems to think of herself as a pretty much normal, if rather nerdy, kid. There's so much she doesn't know. what is this obsession? is it a crush like everything else? except it's pretty much gone on for about three years but I just didn't really acknowledge it- in fact the only time I was aware of it was when she was around, like when we randomly saw her in Best Buy buying herself a camera for her birthday while my sister was getting hers. and my sister had been on the Italy trip with her and they were just chatting about it and I wanted to claw my sister's eyes out. very Fountainheadesque I realize- but then again Ayn Rand did know what the hell she was talking about for that at least. or when her name came up in conversation. yeah. I didn't even know her name for a longlongtime- my sister mentioned her at some point sophomore year and I asked "Oh you mean that really pretty freshmyn girl?" or something (and then kicked myself for using an inadequate word like "pretty") and my sister was all like "She's okay..."
yeah. that's my crazed emotional story. ps she is NEVER to see this. so nobody send this to her please. or this will just confirm what she thinks- that I'm a freakish stalker.
|Saturday, April 29th, 2006|
hey everyone my names ashley im 17 and im bi obviously and im looking for some new friends and stuff if ur interested im me rockergirl16 or email me firstname.lastname@example.org hope to hear from all of u lol or some of u! i'll add pic later
|Wednesday, April 26th, 2006|
Well... Hi! My name's Sylvie. I'm 16. I live in Canada. Uh, I'm bi. I've never had a girlfriend though, sadly. I go to an all girls school, and you'd think there'd be lots of lesbians there, but there aren't. :(
And I'm like, totally in love with my best friend. She's super hot. She's straight and has a boyfriend though. It makes me sad. Oh well, we still cuddle and shit. I like to cuddle.
Well... I guess that's all for now. ;) Current Mood: excited
|Monday, April 10th, 2006|
hey im tiff. im 16 years old && live in north carolina but just moved here from long island new york. I am bixsexual, and have known since the beginning of highschool. well anyway, just wanted to stop by and say hey. well im really nice so if you wanna chat IM (aim) me at MYxHEARTSxINxNY..
love ya's TL ♥ ♥ Current Mood: satisfied
|Thursday, April 6th, 2006|
Lesbian or Leopard
Hey, hey, everybody! I'm Susie! I'm bisexual! I'm fifteen!
To lay it out straight (heh heh), I've probably known since fifth year that I was... strange. I liked my pal, Sarah, just a bit too much, you know, eh, eh? But I didn't start admitting it to myself until I was maybe twelve or thirteen. I had kind of an early coming out. I was thirteen and everyone, especially my brother and sister, was supportive. It took my father a day or so to actually grasp it and the day after he gave me this horrendous speech. But it was funny. It seems he was really more concerned that I'd become obsessed with masturbating to lesbian porn than he was about sinning or coming out too quickly or too soon. Everyone else was fantastic. My grandma was the only one who fell out of her chair.
I prefer girls because they're sweet and gentle. Pretty, you know? They just work better with me. I prefer their genitalia, their demeanors, their voices. But hey, Alan Rickman dressed up as Professor Snape? I'd hit that.
Alas, there's no love for me nonetheless which I fancy. I go to school with teenage mothers and kids who have to get a couple more credits before they can really graduate. I go there for social issues. But there is one girl I like. Her name is Caron and she has a little baby girl. And a boyfriend in a state penitentiary.
I came here for friendship, support. Someone to identify with. Someone to fall in love with.
I've always said girls are sheets and boys are blankets. Sheets keep you warm in winter and they can turn you either temperature in summer. And always very comfortable. Blankets can be wonderful in winter, but they're absolutely overbearing in summer. Except for the boys on this community. I'm sure you're quite lovely!
|Saturday, March 25th, 2006|
My name is Holly. I'm 15 years old,I'll be 16 pretty soon. I'm Bisexual.I'm tall,I've always been tall,5'9" by now.I come from Germany,Though Now I live in Florida,I'll probablly be moving to Missouri soon Enough. I've only been with one person (Dating not Anything more) It was long distance,So I've never been kissed or anything Fun like that. She dumped me about 2 weeks ago,and It still hurts,But I'm doing okay. I'm Now searching for Bisexual and Lesbian groups online,To better cope and such.Not a very good way to cope,but its always good to hear others opinions and Thoughts. Thankyou for your time. Current Mood: content
|Wednesday, March 22nd, 2006|
Hello there! I'm new (obviously) and I just felt like introducing myself to y'all because posting on LJ is so much better than doing homework...
So yeah...I'm Hanusia...I'm 15 and I've always known I'm bi...however I only kinda really came out at the start of December...so yeah...thats it!
|Sunday, March 12th, 2006|
Hiya! I just joined.
I'm bisexual and proud of it! I'm 15 and I have a 16-year-old boyfriend (yes, I'm a guy). But hey...girls rock, too! Both genders are beautiful in my eyes. ^_^
*Hugs* Current Mood: energetic
|Tuesday, December 13th, 2005|
Needing help with GSA
Okay, here goes. I NEED HELP.
I'm trying to start a Gay-Straight Alliance at my high school, and that's where the help is needed. I have to find a sponsor [working on it] and then we have to write a proposal to the school about the GSA, stating our purpose, why it would benefit the school, etc. And... yeah, need help. The Assist. Principal was going to show me a sample letter that a club had made but I think she was a little too busy and it slipped her mind.
I may need help with the whole convincing the administration bit, or I may not. Judging from her reaction it's looking more like I won't, because she was really supportive of the idea. She actually thought we'd had one last year, or just in recent years, but we haven't in the four years I'd been at the school.
So that's where you all come in. I need the purposes you guys use for you GSA, official documents you present to administrators, even proposal letters if you have them. And then what do you do in your GSA meetings? What sort of events are planned, and how does the GSA work with the school? I'm greedy for information and am willing to take whatever I can get.
PLEASE! The sooner I get this all together, the better. The Assist. Principal said she'd even present it at the next school meeting if I had it by then. So thanks to anyone who helps, anything will be of great value.
And for anyone interested, I posted a column I wrote for my school paper about prejudice faced for being bisexual here
, along with the response from the potential club sponsor.