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The Art of Pleasuring Woman to Woman
Whether you’re a novice or a seasoned lover, here are some ways to keep the relationship spicy
When people ask me when I knew I was queer, I often say when I realized that looking at Janet Jackson made me feel the same tingles I felt when looking at Michael Jackson. I remember feeling sheepish about whatever my young body was doing in response to those two gorgeous people, and I only shared the feelings I have for Michael because something told me that liking Janet the same way was “wrong.” This was the 1980s, and there was some instinct that protected me from revealing this attraction to girls and women at such a young age. Sure, my own queer mother might understand, but would my dad, friends, cousins, and schoolmates? I decided to keep it to myself and wouldn’t open up again until college.
The first time I kissed a woman, I remember thinking, “Wow, this is way better” than kissing men. Maybe it was because it was a stolen kiss between two people afraid to tell the world who they truly were that made it more electrifying. Maybe it was because her full lips were softer and intuitively knew how to connect with mine. Whatever it was, it convinced me to go all the way, and while I had never had sex with a woman before, I felt incredibly comfortable and less…
