You’ve probably noticed that the gaps between my posts have stretched a little lately. I’m painfully aware of it myself. I just hope you’re able to find ways to fill these gaping voids.
But that’s not the only source of discomfort I’m feeling. It seems that this forum has become a little hostile toward hot, firm-breasted lesbians like me. First there were the ‘doubters’ who, in the wake of fake-lesbian-blogger-gate, accused me of being a middle-aged balding guy pretending to be a lesbian.
Obviously my all-too-accurate descriptions of genuine hot lesbian thought and behaviour soon silenced them, but I’m afraid the ‘haters’ have crawled out from under their rocks and rounded on this blogger, creating a hot-lesbophobic atmosphere I don’t care to deal with.
It reminds me of when I first met my super-hot Japanese girlfriend, Akiko. I was taking some time off after studying, earning some money teaching English conversation evening classes in Japan.
It was a privilege to introduce my tongue to so many enthusiastic Japanese college girls, and to see the joy in their eyes as they finally got their mouths around an authentic English “V”.
Akiko was among the hungriest to get stuck in, and one evening she asked if she could stay behind for extra oral practice. I had noticed her firm D-cup breasts and long black hair before, and I knew she was my type, but I had until then not acted on my naughty lesboid impulses.
We started by going through some prepositions, and then I pointed to the passage I wanted her to have a go at. Our hands momentarily brushed. She giggled nervously, covering her mouth with her finger-tips and looking down at the desk, but I could see her nipples were becoming erect - and feel myself getting wet!
Without thinking, I pressed my lips against hers, and her sweet eager tongue darted into my hot moist mouth, her hands instinctively reaching for my yearning firm breasts.
Well one thing led to another, and before long our naked bodies were entwined on the classroom floor, a writhing knot of passion, our tongues and fingers franticly exploring each other’s dripping love-tunnels.
Later that week, Akiko took me to her house to meet her family, and I’ll never forget the words her mother said, as she looked at us with disgust.
“Oh Akiko! Why couldn’t you hook up with a hot, horny firm-breasted Japanese lesbian babe?”.
Those words still sting.
My point is, all I want is for people to accept me for who I am, and if this forum isn’t ready for a hot, soapy, naked firm-breasted lesbian, then I’ll wait until it is. And when it is, I’ll be back – Hornier, Soapier, Nakeder.
Until then, Akiko and I just want to take a little time alone to lick our wounds.
Perhaps later, we’ll need a paternal, middle-aged, balding shoulder to cry on. Do you have that shoulder? Or are you in the same boat? Are you a hot, firm-breasted lesbian looking for an older man, perhaps slightly overweight, for comfort in some time of distress? We should all get together.
Get in touch.