I had to jump in on this thread because I've spent the last six years trying to label my own sexuality. Finally, I've concluded that I can't.
Hard femme, soft butch, sappho silk, whatever. When I was a practicing lesbian, I didn't fit into a category. The closest I came to was 'chapstick lesbian.' That didn't even fit very well. I just knew I loved women and their bodies.
Even when I considered myself a lesbian, I still had exceptions. Certain guy friends of mine would be on my 'exceptional' list. That was the list of people that I would have a sexual relationship with because I was attracted to them. There have never been more than two guys on that list, but there was always one. I get really turned on by the cute butch lesbians out there, but I get like a giggly school girl around them. A beautiful femme really gets me going too. Who knows?
I am still not attracted to the body of a man. Looking at penises does not turn me on. The reason why I'm able to function sexually with Mr.S is that we share sexual adventures, he understands my needs, and it's all about pleasure and love and trust. He turns me on because I know how he can make me feel, and I know how much he enjoys what I can do to his body. It works out nicely that way.
It's kind of fun. We rent a lot of porn, buy a lot of sleazy magazines. He's amused and quite turned on by my reactions to naked women. He gets teased a lot that he's just marrying me because of the prospect of a threesome. We probably will do that later in life, but that's besides the point.
I believe that sexuality can be very fluid; it's so personal. It cannot be the same for everybody. Labels don't work.
I'm not gay, bisexual, or straight. I'm just Cheryl.
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~I wonder who I am today. Any ideas?
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