Sealed With a Kiss: Awakening My Bisexuality
Kissing a woman is like nothing else
The first time I kissed a girl I was 17. It was my best friend from childhood. We were drunk and at a party. A group of high school boys dared us to kiss each other, and of course we did. It was awkward and made me very uneasy. I loved her, but more like a sister than anything else.
Ten years later, I kissed another girl.
And this time…I more than liked it.
Braydon’s Mom
Forget Stacie’s mom, for me, the lovely creature that turned me onto other women was a MILF from two towns over. She had a Karen haircut and soft brown eyes, with a body that certainly didn’t look like it had produced three babies. She smelled like lavender and her lips tasted like mangoes.
With a little liquid courage and some help from her dominant side, we made out on a couch in her family room as our husbands looked on with eager anticipation. As her tongue lightly stroked mine, I knew that this was a big moment in my life.
It was our first Swinger experience, but later, I would recall it as the first time I would identify as being bisexual.
Different Than a Man
What I found most interesting about kissing women, was how radically different it was to kissing a man. That should be common sense, but stay with me…
I consider myself a good kisser. I’ve been told I am by almost every sexual partner I have had in my life, but also, my husband has spoiled me. With his Angelina-like lips and ability to bite my bottom lip without drawing blood, he is still the gold standard I judge both men and women by in the kissing department.
Braydon’s mom was the first of many women I would kiss. In all of them, there was a subtle softness that I hadn’t been able to find in a man. Most women that I’ve kissed are slow to start out and then ramp it up as our bodies start to intertwine and hands go to places that feel twice as good.
Women seem to be in tune with the sensual dance that another female needs to work her way up to intercourse. With an intuitive nature only we have, the ability to sense what the other one wants comes naturally. With a man, it can sometimes feel forced or rushed.
New and Exciting
While I’ve come a long way since that first kiss with my best friend in high school, I am by far no expert in the art of kissing (or having sex) with another lady. Perhaps this is why I find myself so turned on by the possibility of kissing (or more) with a new female friend.
Whether I am on my own or joining forces with my husband on a Swingers date, I get excited when the other woman and I are attracted to each other. The flirtation and the compliments all come to a head if/when I get the chance to put my lips on hers. While some women in the Lifestyle like to kiss other women to “put on a show for the boys,” for me and many other bisexual women, the time we get to spend together without men involved is intimate and important.
I kiss and make love to other women for me. Not for anyone else. When it is just her and I, our hands going through each other’s hair, and lips on each other- it is about us. The sweet sounds that a woman emits are delicate, sometimes almost inaudible, and are a welcome contrast to the deep growl of a man on the verge of a hard on.
The Road Ahead
Discovering I am a true bisexual has been not only enlightening, but life changing. To think it all started with a kiss is something I will always hold dear. For most people, defining their sexuality is something they either do at a young age or never explore other aspects of at all. I have been lucky enough to have a supportive partner that allows me the room to do all of this.
The hope is to one day have a full blown relationship with another woman. Like with a man, I am attracted to the person. I have yet to find a woman that fits all of the characteristics I seek in a girlfriend. Yet, the idea of finding her, make it all that more exciting. In the mean time, I’m happy to just kiss more beautiful women.
