Soft frilly feminine girls and bull dykesLouisville, Kentucky has a sizeable Bohemian population of art and music devotees as well as alternative lifestyle adherents. On a trip there in 2006, I read the personal column ads placed by “men seeking women,” women seeking women,” “women seeking men,” etc. I was surprised by how many women were seeking women for dates, sex, and/or romance. Most of these females described themselves as “very feminine” and were seeking other females who were feminine and “not butch”. Nobody was seeking butch women for dates. Where were the poor butch girls going to find any romance? Later, I often saw the same phenomenon on Adult Friend Finder. Women advertise themselves as feminine even though that is not the word that jumps out from looking at the accompanying photographs. The women seeking women (not such a feminine objective) describe themselves as feminine and were seeking dates with women who were “not butch”. I was given to wonder how so many lesbian players could be seeking feminine counterparts and no rough and tough dykes were seeking dates with other butch women? Some years back I was not much into the idea of sex with girls and my only experiences were due to being egged on by guys wanting to see some all-girl sex party action. But over the next few years I experienced a lot of lesbian activities. I had an affair with an older wealthy lady who showered cash on me for the sex play time I had with her. As I developed a genuine attraction to some girls and had other affairs and flings I learned more about the different types of pussy eaters. There are of course real man-hater butch lesbians that have no interest whatsoever in males. But more common are the girls who play with girls in a more casual fun way and are not so parochial that they are not interested in guys as well as girls. Even though I stayed more interested in guys and considered myself very feminine I could go toward the male role in a girl on girl relationship. In other words even I could act like a bull dyke at times and surprise myself at how butch I could be. Perhaps the cliché appearance of the masculine edged lesbo is that of a multi-pierced and tattooed thick woman sporting a very short haircut or maybe even a Mohawk. Such a woman is often a heavy smoker and drinker too. I do not fit that appearance at all but even that type of dyke would be no more aggressive and rough in sex with a girlie girl than I was at times. The following affair shows how girl-girl play can throw some curves into ones’ psyche. I developed an interest in Amanda and began watching for signals to see if she might have an interest in some play time. She was eleven year younger than me, very but very pretty, and had blue eyes and light brown hair. She was friendly and polite but not particularly vivacious. She was smart academically but difficult to figure out. When she did smile it was bakırköy escort warm and genuine but she was a bit reserved. Her intelligence and beauty made people proud to be counted among her friends and to be seen with her. Amanda had been dating Shannon for a couple of years but the word was he wanted marriage and she was not willing to take the leap. When I was at a get-together or a party and saw her I would look for signs to see if she scanned me or showed any interest in me. We would talk easily but she showed no hint of any attraction or chemistry between us. One day I ran into her at the driving range. I’m not a golfer but I sometimes accompanied an avid golfing gal pal to the range to buy a bucket of balls and shank them, slice them, and hook them with an over-sized driver she would loan me. Chatting with Amanda at the little grill afterward she complained about her back hurting her and having a negative impact on her ability to swing her golf clubs in good form. I told her I knew some traction exercises and some good back rubdown techniques. She seemed interested so I volunteered to stop by her apartment in another hour and work on her back. I was excited that this might be the “in” I was looking for. Inside her apartment, I showed her the back stretching traction exercises and then positioned her for a rubdown on her exercise mat. “Let’s bare your back” and she readily pulled her top off and left her bra on. Once she was flat on the mat, I explained how one phase of this rubdown would have me start at the back of her neck and go down her spinal column slowly massaging around each vertebrae and then out toward the sides. I was sitting on her bottom and working slowly and methodically down her back. I unhooked her bra only when I got to that area. As I got lower I saw that her boxer style shorts had a rather high waist. I told her to raise her hips up some so I could bare more of her spinal column down to her tail bone. She did as instructed and now I had almost two inches of her ass crack exposed. We were not having a conversation at this time except an occasional question about pressure, feeling okay, pain location, etc. She seemed fine with the activity but was not in a mesmerized state from being massaged. Her skin was exquisite and the top of her ass looked great but I lost momentum. I was now rubbing her whole back up and down wondering what my next move should be. I asked her if she wanted any major muscle groups kneaded and massaged. She said, “You’ve already been working a long time on me and it has been great”. She thanked me so I was thinking I was not going to get anywhere with this one. A few weeks later, I helped Amanda with one of her fundraising causes and we went for coffee afterward. This time the conversation flowed well. She mentioned the high-donner people in the area including Helen Sawyer. Mrs. Sawyer beşiktaş escort was the wealthy lady I had an affair with for the selfish purpose of my own fundraising. I casually began sharing some gossip about how Mrs. Sawyer, liked pretty girls and handsome guys, and sometimes bestowed financial treats upon them. Amanda ate up this gossip not knowing how I knew this to be true. My mind was racing wondering if I should tell her more about dollar figures and my involvement. Seeing her excited about this information got me excited. Amanda was wearing a business skirt with a white button down the front blouse and I certainly wanted to see more of that flesh underneath. I began my confession, “I have spent some time at Mrs. Sawyer’s too.” Amanda smiled and I continued, “She likes company and likes to play at youthful games.” “She is very generous”. And then I mentioned the dollar amount of one of her little gifts to me. Amanda squealed. I continued, “She is a nice looking woman for her age which is now 58 I believe.” Amanda chimed in on that, “Oh she has a tight waist and takes good care of herself” and then added the shocker “if she were not so snooty I would play with her for a lot less.” I was speechless for a moment. Finally, I said, “with your looks you could play with her for more cash, not less.” Amanda was interested in my connection and seemed to have no qualms about some lesbian action for the expectation of financial reward. Her series of questions made that clear. I said I could set up a meeting but I want to be able to tell her more about you. “Let’s go by your place and I’ll show you some of her preferences.” Amanda agreed. I was suddenly breathless. On the couch at her apartment I told her about how Mrs. Sawyer does not pay for sex through cash on the barrel head agreements. That would be like using common prostitutes and too crass. Instead she socializes, plays, and then gives what she feels like giving. Her gifts are usually in the form of a greeting card with a few hundred dollar bills inside. I explained that Mrs. Sawyer really enjoys up to half an hour of time engaged in foreplay and likes to French kiss, embrace, and gently caress her playmates before clothing starts being removed. Then I told Amanda, “I’ll be able to tell Helen that you French kiss very sweetly.” And with those words I had my face moving close to hers. I wrapped her in my arms and kissed her. After a few second of feeling my tongue muscling in on her mouth, Amanda’s arms encircled me and she kissed back with some emotion but not yet passion. Amanda’s lips were soft and sexy. It was great feeling her bust pushing against my bust. She had been unobtainable for so long that I was extra excited to be gaining some intimacy with her. But I am not like Mrs. Sawyer in that I did not have patience to take the making out phases slowly. I wanted some raw beylikdüzü escort wet sex with Amanda and I had no more patience that a 22 year old male. “I’m going to strip you.” I went to work pulling off Amanda’s expensive clothing and only after she was completely nude did I start taking off my clothes. I could tell she was surprised that I had become a brute and was powerfully positioning her for what I wanted. I opened her legs wider and got my mouth to her pretty pussy. Then I used my hands to get her pussy very open. As I sucked her clit hard, I finger fucked her with a couple of my fingers sliding back and forth in her vagina. My teeth pinched up her clit as my tongue worked it and then I would go back to sucking it. With my face buried between her legs I could not see her reactions but her body was heaving and I could hear her sighs. Her slit was so sexy, I stopped sucking her clit long enough for me to lick up her pussy juice from her pried-open cunt. I decided to change positon to 69. She was not reserved about eating my pussy. I was getting in the zone. I told her to keep her tongue working. I wanted to eat her pussy until it was chapped. We changed position again and I started banging her with my Mons Venus hitting her pussy and my bush brushing her clit. I banged her long and hard pausing at time to suck her gorgeous tits. I left bite marks on her breast, and left a hickie on her neck. She was spent but I kept on her: rim job, fingering her cervix, making her suck my tits, and getting her fingers further up inside my vagina. After our love making, I told her more about Mrs. Sawyer and how thrilled she would be with Amanda’s beauty and sexual readiness. This was prophetic and Amanda really replaced me as Mrs. Sawyer’s main female lover. I still had times when I would get super horny for Amanda. I wanted to get her BF Shannon into a threesome. I had never been remotely attracted to Shannon but now I wanted to make it with him in front of Amanda’s eyes. It was a very queer desire. Amanda was cold to the idea but was okay with me bringing in my stud for some playtime. She had not had a guy other than Shannon for years so it was fun watching one of my muscular pals bang the Hell out of her. I just loved seeing her fucked by a guy who was a rea stud and not like her milktoast Shannon. Of course it is always fun watching a beautiful couple copulate but this time it was really super seeing Amanda fucked so well. I had another girlfriend, Katie, who was not into girls but was not completely free of some girl-girl sex in her past. She was a very proper young mom but did love to gossip about who was doing who. When I told her that Amanda and I had “practiced and prepped” for Mrs. Sawyer and that Amanda was great at girl play Katie begged me to fix her up with Amanda. I was surprised. Katie had never shown interest in me when I dropped hints. But Amanda was sought after by the multitudes. I did arrange it and I was there too. Katie got worn out by a long threesome. Katie and Amanda made out like two very feminine girls who were “not butch”. So such things are possible. I stayed full bull dyke on both of them. What happened to my soft feminine side?