Why I want lesbian sex and other musings…

I like women almost as much as I like men. I identify as straight for the most part, because I’m more inclined to have relationships with men. However, I am just as pleased by sex with women as I am with men. And unfortunately, it’s been a while since I have had the pleasure of being sexually intimate with a woman. I miss that…

I was in an on-again, off-again relationship with a man for the last few years. I didn’t feel comfortable developing a relationship with a woman on the side, for a few reasons. First of all, it felt wrong to me. Ultimately, I am a monogamous person. I like to be with one person at a time. And so, I denied that side of myself for the sake of the relationship.

Honestly, I am not opposed to threesomes or open relationships. I’ve certainly had a few damn good threesomes in my life! But, I find that I need to have them outside of a relationship, just for the fun of it, no strings attached. Within a relationship, I think it’s a recipe for trouble. Or maybe I just haven’t been with a person that could handle something like that and still maintain my trust.

So that leads me to my second reason for abandoning female companionship… I didn’t trust this guy. It’s true. I felt that if I introduced another woman to our relationship, he’d become greedy. I also didn’t trust him to remain mine. To me, another woman would’ve been a gift he would’ve taken advantage of, and I could totally see him ruining what we had because of it.

But we’re not together now and I miss the company of women… Le sigh…

Being with a woman, to me, is a much more sensual experience. Why?

Women are soft. Our bodies are curved and luscious. We smell and taste sweet. Even with urgency, passion, or roughness, during sex, there is still an edge of delicateness to everything.

Women understand each others bodies better. A woman knows a vagina like the back of her hand because she has one. She knows what will please a woman because she is one. She knows the sensitive areas because she has them.

We can handle each other with a knowledge and care that men just don’t seem to possess. We can talk to each other about our needs without fear of hurting a sensitive male ego.

I think I’ve mentioned a few of my desires and fantasies before… I love clit grinding. Two female bodies rubbing together for mutual pleasure is about the hottest thing I can think of! I also love going down on a woman. The soft, fleshy feel of a woman against your face and tongue is so much more erotic than having a pole shoved down your throat. And then there are breasts… Who does not like round, luscious breasts? Even most gay men can admire a nice set of boobs. Or what about fingers? Women have soft fingers and are much more delicate when using them. The idea of a woman stroking me through my panties really makes me feel warm and fuzzy. And honestly, sex toys are mostly made for women. So, there are so many ways you can tease and play with each other using toys. It keeps things from getting too boring when you have to be creative and use toys, fingers, and tongues!

Now that I am single again, I’m going to explore my desires. But for now, I am going to explore myself and update my dating profile to “bi”. I hope that the next time I report back, my musings are about how much I enjoyed the lesbian sex I’ve been having…

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Say WHAT? 10 Strange Sex Laws You Won’t Believe!

I’m sure I’ve broken a few laws during sex – laws of nature, laws of physics, laws of thermodynamics… Hell, this girl can get really freaky when she feels like it. But, there are some pretty crazy laws in various states that could actually land you in jail! I’m pretty sure I’ve never broken any of THESE laws… Maybe you have?

CALIFORNIA – Anyone having intercourse with Satan must use a condom… Well, best to play it safe with SATAN! You don’t know who or WHAT he’s been having sex with down there in Hell…

FLORIDA – Sexual relations with a porcupine is illegal… Uhm, ok. Wouldn’t that hurt? And besides, there are other kinds of pricks in this world!

GEORGIA – It is illegal to purchase or possess marital aides (vibrators, dildos, etc.)… OOPS! We’d be in trouble! Major, major trouble. I guess there are some things I am willing to go to jail for…

ILLINOIS – Nuzzling or kissing a reptile is prohibited… Well, stay away from the players at the bar because they tend to be total snakes…

PENNSYLVANIA – It is illegal to have sex with a truck driver inside a toll booth… I just wonder if you have to pay for that in exact change…

KANSAS – Anyone caught engaging in anal sex draws a maximum sentence of six months in jail… Hmmm… What If you were in jail when you got caught?

VIRGINIA – It is illegal to copulate in any position except missionary or have sex with the lights on… Oooh! Be a rebel and have sex doggy style in the dark, because that’s so sick and twisted *eyeroll*…

WEST VIRGINIA – It is legal for a male to have sex with an animal as long as it does not exceed 40 lbs… UHM, say WHAT?! As if a smaller animal makes it any better…

ARKANSAS – Moose are not allowed to have sex on city streets… Well, you’re damn skippy they shouldn’t! Who wants to see that?

RHODE ISLAND – Oral sex is considered “abominable, detestable crime against nature,” and such activity brings a 7-to-10-year stretch in the penitentiary… Shit. Sometimes when I am down there, it FEELS like a 7-to-10-year stretch…

 

So, if  you feel like breaking any laws, you BETTER make it worth it! Hit up the RedDoor before you commit the crime and go down with a blaze of sexy glory!

The Business of Ohs

When people find out what I do for a living, they have two reactions: “OH, er, uhm…” or “Ohhhh! That sounds like a fun job”. And to be honest, my job is FULL of oh’s… So their reaction is fitting. But, you may wonder what it’s actually like to work in a sex shop. I bet that based on those two reactions, you have the wrong idea.

Let’s address the first kind of “OH”. That’s the reaction I get from folks who are sketched out by sex… the ones who are scared to talk about it out loud. That’s the response I get from people too embarrassed to actually shop in person at a sex store. And therein lies the misconception that produces that kind of “OH”, the wide-eyes and awkward moment, dropped like a lead balloon on my feet kind of “OH”. It’s ok to be private about your sex life. I’m not saying that you should be wildly open about it. But sex itself, or working in a sex shop, should in fact NOT be embarrassing or awkward. They shouldn’t be because sex is a natural thing. It’s a wonderful thing when shared between two people who care about each other. And even if they don’t care about each other, it can still be a tremendously fun activity. Finding ways to please yourself and/or your partner should not be a bad thing. Helping you discover those ways is part of my job. It actually makes me feel good to help you feel good. I find it fulfilling. So do my coworkers.

And what about that second kind of “Ohhhhh”? Well, yes, it is a fun job. But, it’s not ALL fun and games. I take it seriously. Many people come in because they don’t know how to achieve pleasure. They are unhappy in their sex lives and really want help. That’s no fun for them at all. Those kinds of situations require more tact and sensitivity than fun… Or they come in because they have erectile dysfunction… Or they’ve had a female or male related cancer and are experiencing issues with sexual intercourse. Those are delicate situations that I don’t handle with fun. I handle them with compassion and care. The bottom line is that you encounter so many types of people, with a huge variety of desires, needs, and wants. You can’t always assume that it’s all fun and games.

It’s a very HUMAN job, where people are open about their most basic needs, wants, and desires. We’re dealing with such a private aspect of our customers’ lives. We want everyone to feel comfortable in our store – whether they are in happy or unhappy, open or closed,  or worried or secure in their sex lives. And yes… it is often fun, because sex SHOULD be fun and enjoyable. So, let’s throw those other “ohs” out the window! Let’s focus on “ohs” I like to hear… because in this business, we’re definitely about the o’s…

You work WHERE?!

When I resigned from my successful career a few years ago due to personal reasons, I never expected to find myself working for a sex shop. You see, I’m in my late 30’s, a professional, a mother, someone with 2 advanced degrees, a monogamous lover… How does someone like me end up working in the “sex industry”?

It’s any easy answer, really. I love sex, everything about it. I love the feeling, the release, the skin-to-skin contact, the adventure, the tease, the flirtation, the spontaneity… everything! My friends know this about me. So, when a friend happened randomly upon a job-listing, she called me and insisted I was perfect for the job… at a sex shop.

At first, I was skeptical. Yes, I’ve tried just about everything in the bedroom. Yes, I am comfortable with my sexuality, and even more comfortable with expressing it. I don’t have any problems talking about sex. But, a sex shop? I wasn’t so sure. Yet, I needed a flexible, part-time job. I wanted something fun and stress-free, just to earn some pocket-change until I figured out what next to do with my life. This fit the bill and I decided to at least give it a shot.

It’s been three years now, and I don’t regret it one bit! At some point in my three years, I left the sales floor for a behind-the-scenes role. Some days, I miss my co-workers and customers. They are some of the most open, honest, and real individuals I’ve ever had the pleasure to meet. Sexual preferences and interests are a study in human-nature and personalities. You learn a lot about people when working in such an intimate environment. And, I learned so much about myself, as a woman and as a person. But, it’s honestly been the most fun job I’ve ever had.

So, yes… I work for a sex-shop. It’s not sleazy… at least not at the RedDoor. It’s real, honest work. It’s liberating, enlightening work. It’s humbling, enriching work. It’s fun, exciting work. It fits me, even though I never thought it would…