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I kept waiting, expecting it to happen at the exact right moment. In the end, maybe it did happen at the right moment...but it was so different than what I had always imagined.

I expected to be with a guy. I expected to live a heterosexual life because that's what would work. It would work for my family's sake, for my public image, for my religion, for so many things.

Nadine entered my life in an unmiraculous way, but later I would consider this event as life-changing and a miracle by definition. Her name literally means hope. I didn't know this. I didn't know God's plans either, but I knew he was concocting something. I always knew that much.

I can't say her yoga pants, adorable laugh, and kind personality didn't attract me instantly. The thought actually crossed my mind that she might be the most beautiful woman I'd ever met. Not just for her outer appearance - which was beautiful, but flawed like the rest of us - but for her mind and her heart, which she made evidently transparent.

Her humility shocked me. Her intelligence and self-confidence drew me in. When she sat next to me, after my friends introduced us and they sat nearby, I could not stop glancing her way. It was like I was trying to capture a mental picture.

I dreamt about her that night. Dreampt about her long dark hair. Dreampt about her gentleness. The effect she had on me was frightening.

I had a plan. But one night of meeting her had changed everything.

It wasn't that I was never attracted to women. I was, in fact. This wasn't new. What was new was her . I was fine with being with a man. I expected it.

Yet, Nadine saught me out when I ran in the opposite direction. We encountered moments of sheer mystery, where God or the universe shoved us together in the same space. I couldn't ignore her.

In my dream, my brain couldn't conjure her face, like my dream self was refusing to look her in the eye. But in reality, when we grew closer and spent one evening in the back of her parent's van, I saw her face.

I saw her dark eyelashes flutter against her cheeks shyly as I felt her fingers touch my arm. In that moment, nothing mattered. No rules, no doubts, no other people in the world mattered.

She inched closer. I remained as still and silent as a fearful mouse. My heart thudded in my chest and yet, I could hardly breathe.

The hand on my arm moved to my face and she leaned in. It was remarkable - the feeling of her lips on mine. Her hair tumbled over us and tickled my neck. Her hand was hot, overheated. Then she moved on top of me and I was lost to the world. Her university hoodie was in my view - the bold red lettering came closer as I sat up to meet her.

I can't say how long we remained like that. How long we kissed, exploring, lovingly tender with one another, her sitting in my lap with her legs on either side of me.

It doesn't matter how the story ended. What matters is that it happened. She happened. She changed everything.

Inspired by: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CPVhs8jIZ8s
Heard this song and was instantly inspired. © 3 years ago , Holly  lesbian • bisexual • love • hope • romance
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I kept waiting, expecting it to happen at the exact right moment. In the end, maybe it did happen at the right moment...but it was so different than what I had always imagined.

I expected to be with a guy. I expected to live a heterosexual life because that's what would work. It would work for my family's sake, for my public image, for my religion, for so many things.

Nadine entered my life in an unmiraculous way, but later I would consider this event as life-changing and a miracle by definition. Her name literally means hope. I didn't know this. I didn't know God's plans either, but I knew he was concocting something. I always knew that much.

I can't say her yoga pants, adorable laugh, and kind personality didn't attract me instantly. The thought actually crossed my mind that she might be the most beautiful woman I'd ever met. Not just for her outer appearance - which was beautiful, but flawed like the rest of us - but for her mind and her heart, which she made evidently transparent.

Her humility shocked me. Her intelligence and self-confidence drew me in. When she sat next to me, after my friends introduced us and they sat nearby, I could not stop glancing her way. It was like I was trying to capture a mental picture.

I dreamt about her that night. Dreampt about her long dark hair. Dreampt about her gentleness. The effect she had on me was frightening.

I had a plan. But one night of meeting her had changed everything.

It wasn't that I was never attracted to women. I was, in fact. This wasn't new. What was new was her . I was fine with being with a man. I expected it.

Yet, Nadine saught me out when I ran in the opposite direction. We encountered moments of sheer mystery, where God or the universe shoved us together in the same space. I couldn't ignore her.

In my dream, my brain couldn't conjure her face, like my dream self was refusing to look her in the eye. But in reality, when we grew closer and spent one evening in the back of her parent's van, I saw her face.

I saw her dark eyelashes flutter against her cheeks shyly as I felt her fingers touch my arm. In that moment, nothing mattered. No rules, no doubts, no other people in the world mattered.

She inched closer. I remained as still and silent as a fearful mouse. My heart thudded in my chest and yet, I could hardly breathe.

The hand on my arm moved to my face and she leaned in. It was remarkable - the feeling of her lips on mine. Her hair tumbled over us and tickled my neck. Her hand was hot, overheated. Then she moved on top of me and I was lost to the world. Her university hoodie was in my view - the bold red lettering came closer as I sat up to meet her.

I can't say how long we remained like that. How long we kissed, exploring, lovingly tender with one another, her sitting in my lap with her legs on either side of me.

It doesn't matter how the story ended. What matters is that it happened. She happened. She changed everything.

Inspired by: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CPVhs8jIZ8s
Heard this song and was instantly inspired. © 3 years ago , Holly  lesbian • bisexual • love • hope • romance
Like ( 2 ) 1 Nicely written Keep writing Clever write Like ( 2 )
She came out from behind her mother’s skirt, that she was grabbing so tightly. Julia was the most beautiful kid I’d ever seen. Black locks falling down her forehead, half hiding her dark piercing eyes on her angel face. I moved closer and she flinched like a scared rabbit. Her black gaze staring at me, franctically trying to figure me out. Her mother smiled.

-Julia was born deaf. She doesn’t trust anybody. If you want to play with her, you gotta kiss her. If you kiss her she will trust you.

I glanced at the group of kids right behind me. Boys and girls, fascinated by the strange creature, adrenaline pumping, mouth watering picturing the hunt. I was charmed. I motioned my arm toward her to touch her and she ran off. That was it. I jumped to the chase, followed by the others. She was fast. She threw herself down the grass hill, crouching and sliding to move faster. I was right behind her. My hand almost gripping her t-shirt and my fingers clawing into the air. My legs were almost giving out for the effort, I shut my mind and kept running. She will get tired, I was thinking, she will have to regain her breath sooner or later. I am going to catch her. The other kids were running too. I heard the sounds of steps and giggles all around me. It was a game to them. Julia dodged every one of them, at one point she started running back uphill. Damnit. I was already exausted, but she should have been too. It was over, all I had to do was covering that final distance, and all for a kiss. Three or four kids followed me up the hill, I paced up, I wasn’t going to lose to any of them. Maybe it was because my desire was stronger. Desire of what, I couldn’t really say. At that point the adrenaline pumping in my brain was the only drug keeping me going. My heart rose up to my throat, it was beating like a freight train. We reached to the top late. She disappeared somewhere.

While the other kids stood there looking around, breathing hard, I got a glimpse of a lock of black hair, flowing with the wind, behind one of the porch post columns. I had to be careful. My thoughts were focused on the challenge. She didn’t see me coming. I grabbed her by the shoulder, slamming her back on the cement wall and pinned her there. She was trapped, shut her eyes hard. Her chest expanding and retreating under my possessive hand, as I leaned over and touched her lips with mine. Light and gentle as the breeze blowing between our bodies drenched in sweat, but strong enough to send a shiver of pleasure running down my back. I won.

I moved back from her. Surprisingly she was smiling. I had her. We laughed. I turned to the other kids that were looking at us.

"I won !" – I cried out so that no one missed it. –"She is mine, y'all got it ?!"

And we were friends. That was the start.

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Theres so much about open relationships on the net. I think you'll find generally only the positives get highlighted but there are far more negatives than what makes the net. I've personally seen two marriages fall apart overnight when one mentioned it to the other.

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Heyyy. Sorry if I ramble . . . I'm kind of just thinking out loud.

So, my husband recently told me he is bisexual. He apparently got/gave a BJ or two before he met me, and he said he's only interested in BJ's (no anal, etc.). He said he's always found the idea of an open relationship interesting, but if we don't do it he'd be 100% fine with that. I'm just wondering if any other married couples have gone this route? How'd it go? I just want him to be happy, but I'm just confused. When someone you love tells you they want other people, it can hurt a bit and raises some self-doubt issues. I'm not opposed to the idea, but I guess how do you get over the jealousy?

Some additional info . . . I've obviously asked him a million questions. I asked why he doesn't want to try more then a BJ, and he said he's just not into anything else (he won't even do anal with me). I've asked him how strong his desires for guy contact was, and he said not very much. He says it's something he's interested in and would like to try out again, but it's not the end of the world if he can't. We talked about maybe trying a 3-way, but neither of us have done anything like that before. He had hinted at having a 3 way with another woman, so I asked him given the choice, which would he prefer. He said definitely woman . . . which confuses me more because I thought he really wanted some bi interaction. I've never done anything with a woman, but I'm not against the idea. I also asked him if he honestly is happy with me and doesn't just want an open relationship because he's not . . . and he said no he's totally happy and loves me.

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My wife and I have had an open marriage for over 6 yrs..i am bi..she had a playmate for several years and so did I.we have mostly played separately and it was alot of fun..we don't deal with jealousy so overall it just added to the energy in our relationship..neither one of us has had a playmate for several years because we have had a tough time meeting people because we want to focus more on playing as a couple and we want friends first

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Heyyy. Sorry if I ramble . . . I'm kind of just thinking out loud.

So, my husband recently told me he is bisexual. He apparently got/gave a BJ or two before he met me, and he said he's only interested in BJ's (no anal, etc.). He said he's always found the idea of an open relationship interesting, but if we don't do it he'd be 100% fine with that. I'm just wondering if any other married couples have gone this route? How'd it go? I just want him to be happy, but I'm just confused. When someone you love tells you they want other people, it can hurt a bit and raises some self-doubt issues. I'm not opposed to the idea, but I guess how do you get over the jealousy?

Some additional info . . . I've obviously asked him a million questions. I asked why he doesn't want to try more then a BJ, and he said he's just not into anything else (he won't even do anal with me). I've asked him how strong his desires for guy contact was, and he said not very much. He says it's something he's interested in and would like to try out again, but it's not the end of the world if he can't. We talked about maybe trying a 3-way, but neither of us have done anything like that before. He had hinted at having a 3 way with another woman, so I asked him given the choice, which would he prefer. He said definitely woman . . . which confuses me more because I thought he really wanted some bi interaction. I've never done anything with a woman, but I'm not against the idea. I also asked him if he honestly is happy with me and doesn't just want an open relationship because he's not . . . and he said no he's totally happy and loves me.
My wife and I have an open marriage. We are both bisexual but she has not fucked anybody else, male or female. I have had a couple of small encounters with a couple of guys in the last few years. Things definitely have evolved over the last few years. There was a time when she was jealous over a female coworker I told her I had a crush on. Nowadays if I tell her I have a coworker I would like to fuck she is delighted for me and hopes I get the opportunity. We have a very strong marriage and that is key. Nothing better than coming home to your wife and showing her a video of you sucking cock.
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