I guess the title of this post isn’t a big deal unless you know that it’s Jill writing. Jack thinks about having sex with women all the time. I think about sex with women about half as often, since I am just as likely, or maybe more likely, to be thinking about sex with men. But I love women! I find women sexy, and I am proud to be one.
I’ve had sex with a woman four times in my life. In fact, all four experiences occurred within a year of each other, the first on Jack’s birthday in summer 2010, and the most recent on Jack’s birthday this past summer. All four experiences involved the same woman, a friend of ours who has occasionally been referred to here as our third, but who I think we will refer to hereafter as “M”, since that is her initial. Actually I don’t know if the first time even counts, because I didn’t take an active role. I was far too nervous. The next three times I made up for my reluctance, though I am far from an expert. I need more experience.
The last few weeks, I’ve been thinking about it a lot. Earlier this month I wrote a story called Open Box, in which a toy shopping excursion turns into a satisfying sapphic experience. The story was read by the lovely and talented Lady Grinning Soul for her Christmas podcast this week. Late Wednesday night I engaged in an exciting exchange on Twitter with the very sexy DirtyPrettyGrrl, who treated me to lots of virtual hair pulling and fingering. In the end I came five times. Two of my orgasms were brought about by G-spot stimulation, and they were very explosive. A comment left by Cougar in Training on our friend Mia Wallace’s blog during a half-serious discussion about Mia and I having simultaneous orgasm (“Next time Jill has a simultaneous orgasm with another woman, I hope its because I’m making both her and Mia cum at the same time”) really lit the fire within me. I’d never thought about having a threesome with two women, but I totally would.
Today we had a nice pre-Christmas lunch with M. She is in a stable relationship, and although it is new, she seems happily attached for the first time ever. If you’re a long-time reader of this blog (and chances are that you aren’t), M is the individual Jack is referring to in this Valentine’s Day post from 2010. We talked at length about our plans for Christmas, about her boyfriend and his dysfunctional relationship with his crazy ex-wife (who is not only a friend of Jack’s from high school, but also someone that I have known for about twenty-five years independently of Jack), family and mutual friends, work, and sex. Since she is coupled up, it’s unlikely that she will be joining us in the bedroom anytime soon, despite her coy “you never know” innuendoes. She says that her boyfriend is open-minded and kinky, but at least until the relationship gets off the ground, we’re probably not going there.
When we left the restaurant M kissed me good-bye. Her lips touched mine sweetly, and it turned me on. There was no hint of lasciviousness in the kiss like there has been in the past, but I was reminded of feeling her body against mine, and I wished that we were naked in the hot tub in our backyard, or in our shower or our bed. The four of us have hot tubbed together a couple times, but I think that she and I getting drunk and making out while our significant others are present (and things not progressing any farther) is different than Jack and I having fun with her alone. Maybe her boyfriend is kinky and maybe he isn’t, but he showed restraint when M and I were making out. Maybe the thought of having a foursome never crossed his mind.
When we got home from lunch, the baby took a nap with Jack. This almost never happens. Desiring a bit of self-love, I took off my clothes and read Mia’s blog, specifically a recent post about female orgasm. Mia is the only female blogger who I know personally, and I’ve been attracted to her for a long time. She has the most incredible feminine curves, beautiful eyes, and lips that I dream of kissing. In fact, her lips aren’t the only parts of her that I’ve dreamed of kissing. Every once in awhile I wake up sweaty and aroused, having had a very vivid sex dream about her. While my husband and my daughter slept soundly in another room, I entertained my body and my mind with thoughts of us both caressing each other to an exquisite double-climax.
My play was made more exhilarating as Mia and I began exchanging direct messages on Twitter. Our sexy private chat amped up my arousal. Thoughts of naughty things we could do to each other filled my head, and even though they were the same scenarios that I’ve fantasized about before, they seemed much hotter and more real now than they ever had. I was typing on my phone with one hand just as quickly as I was pushing my own buttons with the other. I came loudly, a cascading chorus of grunts and moans escaping my throat as waves of pleasure and release threatened to drown me. I sighed happily and then continued with our conversation.
I love the fantasies that I have about being with another woman. But I miss the reality.
Sure sounds like something that is going through my mind too 😉
The festive season seems to be getting someone frisky in the 916 eh? LOL.
It’s a long time fantasy of mine to have a 3some with another woman and my guy. My current FWB and I tried to find a third for awhile but with no luck. The thought of the softness of another woman is so arousing. You capture the desire perfectly!
That was sexy. And extremely flattering. Thank you. Very much.
I’m almost at a loss for words, which, as you know, is rare for me.
Jack and I are very lucky to both have a wife who are turned on by women. Life is good.
Something I think about often too…
I made myself a mimosa before logging on. Here’s to hoping you get your reality very soon.
Cheers!
-H