I have not said much in here. It is always a balancing act for me to share myself honestly without sharing more of my girlfriend than she would want. Respecting her boundaries is important to me.
She just calls my nose in my iPad time: "when you go on that butch femme blog".
She has never asked the name and she realizes it is my "me time"; in the same way her playing golf is "her time" (we kinda gave up trying to teach me golf).
We made love last night and it was fantastic. 14 months later and it is still so good.
I am a lesbian.
I love pussy.
I love Butch pussy in general and my GF's butch pussy, the absolute, very best.
I love the smell.
When I first go down on her, I first have to breathe in deeply. For me, it is like entering a secret garden. I always get my first rush of excitement at simply the smell of her.
I try to go very slowly, to prolong our arousal.
Not always very easy to do.
I adore the silkiness of her juice, the feel of the satiny inner labia, the hardness of her clit and the tightness of her vagina.
I almost cum at the first touch of my tongue to her. I find it deeply arousing.
I have loved eating pussy from the very first time I ever went down on a woman. Of course, the first few times I did, I felt awkward and unsure. Was I doing it right? Is she liking it? Am I any good at it?
As time went on, I learned to just let myself go, to really be at one with the woman and pay deep attention to her every sound and movement and when I find that perfect spot for her-not to change the tempo or change what I am doing with my tongue at all (unless asked, told, ordered to change-harder, a little more to the right, yes,
there!
I digress...
I love that she identifies as a lesbian, a female, a butch woman that loves femmes.
This femme in particular.
I adore, adore and swoon at the fact that she loves for me to go down on her.
I loved it so much last night, I came while going down on her.
It feels like lightening in a bottle and I feel so lucky to have it.
