girls playing with toys

Given the fact that my first visit with Frances occurred three months ago and I am going to visit her again in a couple of weeks, and yet never finished my recap of the first girl on girl fun....well, basically, I suck. And so, to avoid getting so far behind that I never catch up and you miss out on some sexy toy talk, here we go....

Frances and I had suitcases full of various sex toys that we wanted to try out on each other. And try them out we did! There were vibrators, clit stimulators, dildos, strap ons, clamps, etc. You name it, we had a lot of it. Favorites quickly emerged and we spent the most time with those, and some things we tried and then discarded.


One of the things that we tried that I had no idea whether I would like or not was the strap on. I had always wanted to be fucked by a woman wearing a strap on and Frances was happy to oblige. I had no idea what to expect. Was this going to be hot or just bizarre? It was a bit of both and yet, bizarre isn't really the right word. Just...different. I must say that Frances looked wicked hot wearing it (although I don't have a pic of her in it, but if she wants to share that I'll let her do that at her place) and she knew how to use it. Wink wink. For me, penetration has never been all that. I can't climax by penetration alone and this was no different. The experience was erotic and hot but not something I have to necessarily do again to be sexually fulfilled. It was fun to try and I'm very glad I did. But we soon moved on to more enticing playthings....

Now, can we talk about these nipple clamps puhlease! So much fun. And more so in a silly giggly way. I put these on and became a mad woman...dancing around, singing, trying to shimmy and do that tassel twirling thing that my burlesque dancer friends are so damn good at. I failed miserably at being sexy in them but fuck they were fun. There is video evidence available somewhere on the internet of my feather nipple clamp antics. Disclaimer: I may or may not have been aided in my song and dance routine by a bit of Jack Daniels. It was hysterical. And look how cute they are! Like little chinchillas attacking my tits.


But lets focus on my favorites shall we? I was surprised that these were the things I wanted to spend the most time letting Frances use on my wet and willing pussy.

Introducing, the njoy. Frances brought two of them. The Pure Wand and the Eleven. Oh goodness y'all. The combination of cool metal and Frances's skills with these toys drove me insane in a very delicious way. These things are serious business. The weight of them is sexy. The look of them is damn beautiful. And the feel of them...just plain Grrrrrrrr.


A word of caution: do NOT drop the Eleven on your toe. It is HEAVY as fuck. And really loud when accidentally falling off a hotel room bed.

Frances was SO good at using these on me. Whew. And I'll admit, these toys intimidated me a little at first but I soon got over that as Frances teased my dripping lady bits with the cool metal, her fingers, tongue and a few of the vibes we'd brought. I am not so secretly hoping that she pulls these babies out of her bag of tricks in a couple of weeks on my visit.

Thus ends my recap of the sex toy extravaganza in room 334 of a random hotel in AnyTown, USA. Too many months have gone by for me to recall every detail but I hope you got the gist. My time with Frances proved to be both sexy and comfortable. Exciting and cozy. It was sooooo nice to click with a woman who I want to talk to, giggle with, cuddle, and fuck. It was the perfect balance of vanilla and kink. She's damn awesome.

I am so excited to see Frances again and am privileged to now call her one of my dearest friends, in addition to my girly love. Love you baby! See you SOON!

xoxo,
Bella

sweet sexy girly love

My ass. Frances' hand.

So I lied. This next post in the retelling of my sexy weekend with Frances is not going to be about the sex toys.  I think I'll save that one for my last installment. Besides, tonight I'm feeling less raunchy dirty girl and more sensual sweet girl. But let's get to it...

Alcohol. Liquid courage is always helpful when you're unsure of yourself. It had been a long while since I'd kissed a woman, much less enjoyed the fruits of lady bits on my tongue. My memory is fuzzy as to the timeline of events, but suffice it to say that with the help of Jack Daniels and Diet Coke, I was soon ripping Frances' pants from her body. What followed was, as Frances put it, what guys probably imagine happens at a girly sexy slumber party, minus the naked pillow fights.

Once the offending clothes were gone, I couldn't keep my hands and mouth off of her glorious breasts. So different from my own, I was a bit fascinated by them I'll blushingly admit. By how they felt under my hands, how her nipples reacted to my mouth on them. I touched them. A lot. What can I say? I'm a boob girl.

She was very responsive, which I loved, and told me when and how to adjust my actions to suit what she liked. And her pussy...her pussy tasted so fucking good. Sweet and wet and delicious. I found the act to be rather natural and I have no idea why, given my lack of experience. Although it makes sense to me that its quite an intuitive thing; for a woman to perform oral on another woman. I loved knowing that my mouth and tongue were giving pleasure to another female. She gladly reciprocated and I found her mouth to be heavenly on my nethers. She treated my lips to the delights of her own and seemed to know when and how to lick, suck, and finger me. Whew. Girly love is hot y'all.

We kissed, we fondled, licked and caressed. She even spanked me, knowing I like a rougher hand at times. It was such an erotic thing, exploring each others' bodies, feeling the softness that only another woman possesses. It was so...sensual, yet also very comfortable. I loved the cuddles. The ease of how our bodies fit together while spooning was so freakin' adorable. We snuggled and continued to touch each other while we talked and finally, slept.

It wasn't all sweetness and soft touches however. Sex toy testing was next on our list of activities and I definitely had my favorites. With pictures to prove it. Next post, promise.

xoxo,
Bella

Frances and Bella's Sexy Weekend; A Teaser Post

As I mentioned towards the end of this post, I have been looking forward to a weekend getaway with a new friend. That getaway happened this past weekend and...IT.WAS.SEXY.AS.FUCK.

Frances has started to recap over at her new blog so go check it out! The cropped photo that she posted here is one of my many favorites from the weekend and I swear if I could frame it and hang it up in my house, I totally would.

I will post details from my perspective very soon, but until then, I leave you with this.

More soon lovelies.

xoxo,
Bella

on being bi-curious

I don't define myself as officially "bisexual" but definitely "bi-curious". Only because I haven't figured it out yet but would like to. Side note: I don't particularly like labels but sometimes it just makes things easier to define, and in this case, I don't find it offensive.

The possibility of myself being sexually attracted to another woman never even occurred to me until I was well into adulthood. That shouldn't surprise anyone given my conservative background. But once the option was on the table, so to speak, I knew I wanted to explore it further. I'm lucky enough to have been given that opportunity, even if just a few times (so far, wink wink). I've only had a couple of experiences (with the same woman) and the jury is still out on my sexual leanings. I WANT to like girls, I do. Watching two girls go at it in porn does turn me on, and I am drawn to certain types of women. But I question whether or not I can with certainty say yep, I like girls.

Its not often that I find myself attracted to a girl or think of a woman I meet or see in that "oh, I wonder what it would be like to kiss her" kind of way. But when I do see someone I'm drawn too, it peaks a strange kind of curiosity in me and I find myself wondering if she'd like to get naked with me as well. There's actually a girl I'm thinking of now that I see on a semi-regular basis in passing that I am drawn to and I can't help but wonder....

Maybe I haven't been with the right girl, one who pushes my buttons enough. I know that I liked making my one female lover cum, kissing her, loved performing oral sex on her, liked playing with, sucking and rubbing her tits. But something was missing. That "oooouuumph" feeling I crave. It was pleasant, yet....not what I'd expected or hoped. To be perfectly honest, it was more of an accomplishment type feeling than a turned on one. When I made her cum, I did a mental fist-pump like "yeah, I can do this ya'll, I GOT THIS"! I wanted a medal or something.

But what I really want and or hope, is to thoroughly enjoy and be into the experience and not worry about if I'm doing it right or where to put my hands, where to kiss. That stuff came more naturally than I expected.

I want my next experience with a women to be HIZZOT, thank you very much. Any takers?

xoxo,
Bella

between my legs

More from me soon on the sexy adventures in Vegas, but for now go check out our friend's first post on the shenanigans.

the other couple's pov

I recommend that you go here for the lovely and gorgeous M's take on our first time together and first foursome. Isn't she the sweetest???

Then after reading that, you MUST go here for C-Man's very sweet and hilarious version. Seriously, this guy makes me smile.

And this picture has nothing to do with either post, except to mention that everyone had very nice breath. Always a good thing.