TELL ME WHAT YOU LIKE-An Alison Kaine Mystery
July 8, 2009
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Tags: books, dominatrix, Girl-on-girl, great reads, lesbians, sex, sextalk
Crime fiction with bits of lesbian sex
A mystery with lesbian sex bits
Author: Kate Allen
Genre: Crime Fiction
As with most crime fiction mystery novels, Tell me what you like is the kind of book that’s hard to put down until you are done. It’s not even easy to pick out parts and point them out as the best.
The first in Kate Allen’s Alison Kaine’s mystery series, she manages to capture and keep first time readers with her well-developed believable characters, humorous dialogue and fast-paced plot. Alison Kaine is a police officer/cop who is supposed to be on vacation. Her plans to be out of town during this time are cancelled and she ends up at the park to pass time. There she meets Stacy, who plays as a goalkeeper in the lesbian soccer team. Alison and Stacy hit it off until Alison discovers (Thanks to her snoopy nature) that Stacy makes a living as a dominatrix giving women their S & M fantasies. The mystery centers around the everyday lives of these lesbian women in a community where religious fundamentalists appear at every corner even in the lesbian night clubs, to ’straighten’ them out with the word of God.
Two lesbians are murdered in cold-blood in the background of Alison’s new relationship and an ex-girlfriend welcoming herself back into the cop’s house. Once a cop, always a cop, they say and Alison Kaine pokes her nose into the mysterious murders time and again; an aspect that gets her fellow male officers officially on the case thoroughly pissed-off overlooking the fact that being in this community, she has better chances of solving the murder. Inspite of warnings to keep off the case, Alison dives deeper into the detective work, with the help of her fellow lesbian neighbours Michelle and Janka doing some undercover work.
The author manages to keep you going over the suspects subconsciously trying to figure out who the murderer might be.
Stacy, the detectives’ own lover also tops the suspects’ lists, along with Dominique, who’s in the same business and-both of the dead women were clients of theirs. Carla, who Alison saves after an attack is the only one who confuses the cop because there’s just no motive or link; until she realizes (towards the end of the book) that it was her (Alisoni) the murderer was after and that the only reason she wasn’t attacked was because they’d exchanged sweaters in the basement while having a quickie earlier on.
The murderer is brought to light in slow bits; a young man, Mark, friend of Stacy’s and brought up by four lesbian women because his birth mother abandoned him for sometime until she became ’straight’ and came to reclaim him. Mark saw his own mother burn to death and might even have been responsible for her death. Mark is also the kind of man who takes matters into his own hands to ensure the women in his life changed.
At the end of the day, we find out that it is the religious fundamentalists, whom Mark is a part of, that lead to committing the sin.
The sex bits are so explicit they might be offensive to some readers. However, if erotica and images created by role-playing make you squirm in your seat, then you’d love this books exciting, informing and witty combination.
KICKED OUT OF VELVET
July 7, 2009
Filed under Girl-on-girl
Tags: clubs, Girl-on-girl, nairobi nights, sex, velvet club
Happens to girls too
We were about eight of us when we got to Velvet; My girlfriend and I, as well as friends of her friends. She was wearing a dress, I was wearing a trouser. When we first got to the club, a friend I hadn’t see in a while said “How you doing? I see your taste has improved” This referring to the lady beside me. Were the other choices really that bad? I began questioning. But then again, everyone has their own preferences. This evening though, this one was very lady like-which she isn’t always.
As we made our way to an empty table, some guys blocked our way and one of then said (pointing at me), “You are the guy in the relationship!?” We just laughed and pushed our way through.
It was much later into the night, after lots drinking and dancing, about 3 O’clock, the guys who were playing at the pool table had left and somehow, it was just the two of us in the area-our friends were either on the way outside or in the washrooms.
We were ready to leave as well but instead of walking out towards the car, we started kissing and the next thing I knew, I’d placed her on the pool table and was necking and fingering her, we were soon in some other world where only the two of us existed.
For I don’t know how long, we were at it with no interference; we actually thought that no one was bothered. My back was to the crowd, so I can’t say no one was looking.
It was a really great experience right there, adrenaline and all.
We then made our way to the ladies and I recall a lady staff member at the club banging furiously at the door ordering us to stop what we were doing and get out. My friend was helping herself and I was just standing there talking.
The lady was so convinced we were doing something (which we might actually have ended up doing) she ordered us to leave the club and get a guesthouse.
But we were going to home together, it was just that doing this private thing in a public place was such a total turn-on. I did not even help myself because I was sure this lady was going to break down the door.
Besides most of the Q and L parties that take place in some clubs, can anybody tell me any other ‘friendly’ clubs?
And on other matters, have you ever been kicked out of a club and why?
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Hello world!
July 1, 2009
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Tags: Butterfly, confessions, jokes, Kenya, sex tips, sextalkkenya, sexual
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Please feel free to leave a comment, sex tip, confession, joke or story on anything sexual.You can also contact me at sextalkkenya@gmail.com
WHEN YOU HAVE TO PERFORM THE PAIN=PLEASURE GAME
The first time is like a crystal that will always float somewhere in your consciousness.
“I’d really love someone to tie me up and beat me up,” she blurted out one day. Actually, it wasn’t one day; it was about three different occasions before I started seriously thinking about doing it to her. A lot of people fantasize about being tied up and made-love to like this but not everyone cares to admit this or even knows it until it happens. So why did I take so long before I decided to fulfill her desire? See, I’d never done it to a woman before and I wasn’t sure I’d do it right, ie. The perfect balance of pain and pleasure, so yes, I was a bit nervous. Luckily, I’ve had it done to me before and I just tried to remember aspects I liked and those I didn’t like about the experience. That evening, we’d gone for some Ethiopian and had had a few glasses of alcohol. I can’t really tell you what gave me the guts to do it but as soon as we got home, I tied her up to the bed and grabbed this really nice wide belt I own but have never worn (with pretty hot metal and diamond piece on one side) and started to softly land the belt all over her body eventually increasing the pace and impact. At first, she was just moaning, then the moaning turned to tiny screams and I began to worry our neighbours would hear us but..I went on anyway.. At this point, you get so turned on by all the screaming, twisting, turning, submission, and all the sounds (like belt upon skin). You just want to stop and give it or get it from her. And both of you are drifting to another level….and within no time she wants you to stop and give it or get it. Depending on your level of control, you can choose to stop the pain/pleasure and fulfill all that desire and excitement you have built up. So lets just say this, even if you’ve never done it before-give it a try if he asks for it or even gives the slightest suggestion that he/she likes it. Nothing compares to the then and after effect of BDSM. The first time is like a crystal that will always float somewhere in your consciousness.
WHAT ABOUT MY FIRST TIME? YOU ASKED
You asked for it; to know about my first sexual experience; can i even point it out? Anyway, here goes, thats what Sextalk Kenya is all about.
I was 9 years old when my cousin went down on me and asked me to do the same to her. We were in shags, a family get together.
I was 13 years old when some dude tried to rape me, i will carrry the scars for the rest of my life but apparently he did not break my hemen (thanks to the fighting).
I was 17 when i thought i was in love and gave it up to some extremely sexy guy from church. He accussed me of lying that i’d never done it because there was no blood. We still did it a couple more times..now that i think about it, i feel cheated, were we even having sex?
i was 18 when this guy from college managed to get into my pants, inspite of my protests. I was shocked to see the blood and the pain was horrific, i thought there was something really wrong.I told him to stay away from me. A few days later, he unleashes a piece of cloth with dried blood on it on the way to lunch (from his pocket) telling me he would keep it as a treasure, that it was reason enough for us to be together. what the f? of course i did not want anything to do with him. I moved to another college the next sem.
What was said about sexual repression
Osho, a tantric sage from India once said, “Sex, never repress it! Never be against it, go deep into it with great clarity, with great love. Go like an explorer…Sex is just the beginning, not the end. But if you miss the beginning, you will miss the end also.”
When she comes all over you
October 17, 2008
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Tags: bisexuals, Girl-on-girl, orgasms, sex, squirting
Squriting when you are having sex with a guy is not the same as having a girl squirt all over you.
I guess I would say I now see why some guys would confuse it with ‘peeing’.
She was on top on me when it happened, my fingers were inside her-my palm rubbing over her clit at the same time. The first time it happened I was a bit confused coz it had never happened before and i had no idea what I had done, exactly. My night gown was all wet. The second time, which was like a few minutes later, we both had no clothes on and she came all over my tummy, the juices flowing downwards.
I know it can be messy but I was smiling after that…..
Of course we talked about it after that, and she said the first time it happened she was with a guy.
Melting into the bath tub
Was at a house party with Audrey(who i hadn’t seen in a while).
We’d both gone our separate ways each on a self-discovery mission to establish whether we were really bisexual or it was just one of those passing fads.
Here were were again together after all this time.
On the way to the party she’d kept asking whether we could rekindle the flame we once had. I had no answer. I did not know whether i would still feel the same way about her and for her after such a long time.
All around us, the ladies and men were drinking, dancing, talking, smoking and laughing. Audrey on the other hand was flirting with me-using her eyes and her lips(those ohh so full lips that have the power to do wonders down there) with a gap between the teeth made it even harder for me not to get distracted! I pitied the man who was trying to ‘dart’ her-couldn’t he tell she wasn’t even paying attention?!!
She was all the way across the room and yet i had a feeling everyone was noticing it. I kinda liked it but then i felt like she was overdoing it-especially when she started to lick that cigar.
I was in shock-it seemed like she had developed an even more bolder personality since we parted. I wondered what else had changed.
I decided i had to walk over to her and tell her that she had made the point clear but that she ought to stop. Tell her we could talk about it later…
As i started to talk, she interupted me, “Come this way, i want to show you something,” she quiped, leading me to the furthest washrooms of the house, blurbbing about something she’d discovered.
On the floor, right next to the bath tub were magazines-all of them revealing intricate details of sex. She pulls out one and excitedly yells, ‘This one’.
Its Passie. I guess the brains behind the magazine did not want to call it Pussies yet all it showed was pussies of all sizes and shapes, yet not a single black one.
Audrey asked me to sit down so we could go through it together. She pointed out to a picture of one where two women were making out and said that she liked that and i pointed out to another one of two women and said that i liked that.
We sat there in silence going through the Passie magazine like two kids who were watching cartoons for the first time .
Then she asked me again, “Can we rekindle what we once had.” Before i could answer her, her lips had covered mine and my being seemed like it was melting right into the bath tub…..
The sizzling aftermath
You go out with someone, the conversation is interesting, the dancing is amazing and all inhibitions seem like they just flew right outta the window(thanks to alcohol)
But then there’s the kiss right outside the gate-the kiss that arouses those hungers within, the kiss that talks louder than the words-’I want you’
You both want each other so bad and yes you are ready but then something is stopping you from saying yes….
“Do not light fires that you cannot cool off” guys say.
I wonder, is it that bad?
You are bound to agonize over a couple of ‘What ifs’ … the next day. But then you also see the other side of the coin….it was beautiful just leaving it as it was coz the desire is still there and whether or not something eventually happens in future-that desire is still right there at the back of you mind or at the very base of your sexuality.
This translates into a sexual energy that when eventually released (and only by the object of your desire) will it be sizzling hot!!!!!!
