***Today’s post contains the first NSFW boob image on the blog. Fair warning- beautiful NSFW boobs ahead!***
I’ve been thinking about boobs a lot lately. Beautiful, soft, round sexy boobs. Not my own boobs, but the incredible beautiful boobs of another woman. I want boobs in my mouth. I want to roll a hardening puckering nipple between my fingers- pinching and pulling until it stands up straight and proud. I’d swirl my tongue over it, flicking softly until she makes the loveliest little whimper. It’s likely I’d bite it just a bit when that happens, changing up the sensations until she is writhing beneath me.
Oh yes. I need some soft, fleshy, wonderfully squishy boobs.
I haven’t had sex since I left Berlin, February 20th. This is the longest I’ve gone without in a very very long time. At first, it was because I set an intention to stay celibate in order to focus on transitioning my life from Berlin back to South America. But now that I am more or less settled in Medellin, I am finding dating a bit more difficult than expected.
It’s interesting. I’ve realized that times when I am dating (ie having sex) more regularly, my fantasies are usually about men. Or threesomes with a man and a woman, or that hoped for but yet to be achieved threesome with two men. In those times, my thoughts don’t run to sexing up a hot woman, just me and her and all our luxurious softness as often.
But lately, it’s all boobs, and curves, and wet pussies for my brain. Every threesome I have ever had has pretty much been about me and the other woman, her man just there to enjoy us enjoying each other. The men were afterthoughts. They were, I hate to admit it, almost props in the background while we enjoyed our pleasure together. Those encounters, sans hombre, have been charging back into my head with fervor.
Bibi holding my hands over my head and sitting on my face, grinding her wetness onto me, my tongue lapping at her sweetness. Jeanette using my breasts as “handles” while she grinds her pubic bone into my hip, hard and fast. My face buried in Katie’s cunt as she bucks under my tongue, pulling my head closer and closer. Oh yes, beautiful memories to build on and hope for more someday. Yeah, I need some boobs.
I‘ve not yet dated women romantically, only ever sexually in these threesomes I described. But so many times I’ve turned on the “Seeking Men and Women” section of my Tinder app. Each time I’ve done it, I didn’t get any matches, so I always went back to “Seeking Men.” I turned it on again here last week, and this time I’ve had a few matches. My BFF was still here, so I was showing them to her and she was helping me interpret some of the messages. It’s not only the Spanish I have to translate, but also the language of dating women I have to navigate. I’m sure I’m going to have some things to learn.
Also, on Tinder here in Medellin, many of the profiles I see say, “No Soy Lesbiana.” One of them told me the only option was being friends. I am always happy to have friends, but it’s confusing to match with a woman on Tinder, and for her to tell me she is only looking for friendship. I asked a few clarifying questions, not wanting to make any assumptions, and she unmatched me. See! This can be a bit confusing.
Right now, I am flirting with Klarissa. We check in daily. Our chats are fun getting to know each other messages. She just moved to a new home and is getting settled this week, but in theory we’ll try to make time to meet in person next week. She is definitely flirting with me. (YAY!) She calls me “Reina” or “Hermosa” when she sends texts and I am happily flirting back. We’ve talked about a relaxing day smoking weed, finding me some quality CBD oil for my arthritis, and checking out tattoo artists. I can totally get down with that kind of date.
I just started chatting with Paola. But, I’m not sure about her yet. She took a few days to start talking, and when she did she was a little demanding. She asked me why it was taking me so long to answer her texts. (And honestly, I was pretty right on the messaging as far as I could tell.) Hmm… I need a lot of attention (probably one reason polyamory works so well for me) but not that much attention! If you have a problem with the time between texts when we’ve barely started talking, I can only imagine the kind of attention you’ll require further down the road. She’s adorable, but I am keeping some space here and seeing what happens.
Well, this post took a totally different turn than I expected. I really only intended to opine about how much I love boobs and how I’d definitely like to taste a pair of boobs soon. But I ended up giving you a short account of my blossoming forays into bisexual dating. You guys are almost always the first to know! LOL
So, this is what dating in Medellin is like for me right now. Pretty excited to see what is next.
If you liked this, here is an erotica story I wrote about a woman dominating another in a public bathroom!