When is a Lesbian Not a Lesbian...

Just like any other conditioned subject, the thought of having to write another post fills me with dread before I've even hit the "Publish Post" button.

It's been a busy time for me. And for different reasons, it's been busy for my big sister too. So, lucky for me there hasn't been a request from her to take pictures lately. And no pictures means no posts here. So you're thinking how lucky and fortunate I've been this past little while. I can see why you'd think that. I would think the same thing. But, sadly you are mistaken.

Maybe she took exception to the fact that I defined our sisterly relationship in the last post. Or maybe she just feels a need to make me wrong wherever possible. So, she's taken it to a little beyond sisters. She's had me pleasuring her. Awesome, right? I mean, an awesome, amazing goddess wants me to pleasure her...

... only it's never that straightforward with Big Sis. She's wearing a strap on while I pleasure her. So it's guy and girl action. Only the guy has to pretend to be a girl. And the girl is wearing a strap-on. I would still say this falls under the category of lesbian action, though. Maybe not the best label for my ego, but certainly not the worst.

But, it is getting worse. She calls it training. And I'm not allowed to refer to it as a strap-on. Despite her attempts to try and twist and manipulate the situation, this is what I'm picturing in my head...(at least most of the time):

I don't know how many genetic girls read this blog, but I could use their help for a little peace of mind. These kinds of situations could come up innocently, yes? Maybe at a slumber party or whatever. Some curious experimentation between friends or what not? Please tell me this is typical female behavior, and I'm just not use to it.

The Power of Suggestion

Another day, another dollar, and another day of not...

Anyways, I don't know how else to intorduce the visuals I found arousing today. I'm pretty sure they are explain themselves by now.

These come from different imagefap galleries:

Though, I have to say my mind wants more. This pent up... I'm starting to get the feeling that static pictures just aren't enough.

Slippery Slope

I apologize if these start to get a little raunchy.  I'm trying so hard to keep them beautiful and artistic... but the longer the week wears on... and the longer I can't... my mind tends to heads towards the gutter.

I am always amazed at how a vision of such femininity can portray such power, dominance and control.  And that same femininity can take emotions like submission and frailty while portraying tantalizing sexiness.

These come from yet another imagefap gallery:

Kiss kiss

So today will have much of the same as the other two days. I could easy spend my days seeing beautiful women... and they happen to get intimately involved, who am I to stop them or say otherwise.

These come courtesy of more imagefap galleries:

Soft and Sensual

So it's another day and I have to share with the two of you that are reading this what I was looking at today to get me aroused. Seeing as how my arousal has to carry from day to day, its easy for me spend days going through what I find on a particular subject. So today's will look a lot like yesterday's, which I don't think anyone could complain about.

So today's material comes from a couple different imagefap galleries:

There is just something so beautiful and stimulating as seeing two women kiss? I think not. It's sexy and beautiful, but is also naughty and lustful. You get delicateness and sensuality with the same brush as animal desire. Plus, there is a balance when you have women on both sides of the lip lock. And lastly, a women's bodies and curves not to mention her inherent way to express emotions through it is something I could stare at all day...

Won't someone think of the children??

First off, I shouldn't have to point out just how much my big sis has changed my post. Now onto the post:

This has to be a new low... My big sister has been tormenting me for the last weeks, but this has to bottom of the bottom. She's had it set up in such a way that I have to find arousing things to few everyday, and while to most that sounds like a great thing, my sister had a way of twisting everything that's good.

But now... but now I'm supposed to catalogue those things here. This is a horrible thing. Isn't the majority of societies set up around hiding things of this nature. Clothing, doors, the wrapper on adult magazine's at the convenience store... the public doesn't want to know. Society crumbles if everyone's shadows see light.

So here's the first post on this I guess; I found them at this imagefap gallery: