Touch of a Woman

English: Symbol for (female) bisexuality. Bi f...

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Ok, it’s been awhile since I posted. As 2012 comes to an end, first let me say Happy New Year to everyone. May 2013 be a year to explore your fantasies, love yourself and embrace differences!!!

As I reflect back on 2012, I realize just how lucky I am. I love my husband, but also revel in the “touch of a woman”. My husband loves me and trusts me enough to help me explore my bisexuality.

Jazz was friends with Aamrie for a few years while playing an online game, then we decided to meet and see if we all clicked for a threesome this past September.

I crave the touch of another woman. The softness of her lips on my nipples, the sensual caress of her fingers, the tentative flick of her tongue on my throbbing clit. Aamrie and I were comparable to virgins on our first encounter, but have since become more like horny lovers. We have plans to see her in February. She lives in Florida and we live in Tennessee. 😦 With the long distance, jobs, finances, and kids – we don’t get to see each other as much as we would like to, but we make the most of sexy text messages, phone calls, skype… To be honest, the sex is great, but I miss her hugs. I love cuddling on the couch together. We are emotional support for each other.

A Little Bit About Me…

23 September = Celebrate Bisexuality Day

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I got married the first time at age 20 and remained married until age 38.  I have been divorced for 5 years.  During my marriage, it was dissatisfying sexually.  I was a virgin when I married my first husband and was sexually naive.

After my divorce, I dated some men but eventually I experimented with a man and woman in a threesome for about 7 or 8 months. I had fantasized about being with a woman and having a threesome before.  This experience allowed me to explore my sexual fantasies safely.  I realized that I am a bi-sexual woman. Continue reading

Why are We Poly?

We are poly, not because we want to sleep around with every one, but because we want to make emotional connections.

Being married to a bisexual woman, I am comfortable with the idea that there are needs she has, that I can’t meet for her.  Some men would be threatened by this situation. Her first husband certainly was. Her sexual needs were closeted then, both figuratively and literally. But, that’s a story for her to tell, when the time is right. Continue reading