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Thank you for this bedtime story 🌙

eating a girl out for the first time? as someone with a couple of decades' experience (i started young, ok?), can i offer some advice?

take your time. your aim isn't to make her come as fast as possible, it's to make sure she enjoys every moment. slow down, revel in the process of finding out what she likes.

tell her how beautiful she is, how tempting her cunt looks, how intoxicating it smells, how sweet she tastes. she might be feeling vulnerable, especially if she's inexperienced too - it's your job to make her feel safe and adored.

enjoy the journey - i know you just want to feel your tongue on her clit NOW, but exploring her thighs, working your way slowly to her folds, trailing all the way up her cunt, drinking her juices, letting her feel your breath before she feels your touch...it'll be worth it. for both of you.

learn to read her body with all of your senses. she might be vocal but she might prefer to bite her lip or enjoy being gagged. you don't need to hear her words to know what to do. you'll feel her muscles twitch and relax - learn what it means when she lifts her hips, squirms or sinks into you. she might taste and smell differently when she is close to coming for you. pay close attention to her clit - if you're lucky and you've done a particularly good job, you might see it twitch as she recovers from the perfect orgasm. enjoy it.

you can be vocal though. moan into her. use every sensation you can. light flicks to determined, long, slow licks. blow gently on her wetness. how does she react to your lip piercing? your teeth?

build and add to the experience until she's completely overwhelmed. play with her nipples. run your nails over her skin. lift her legs and spank her.

chances are, she'll get to the point where she really needs you to fuck her. slip your tongue all the way down and inside her. if you can't breathe, you're doing it right. that means you probably won't be able to keep it up for hours, so save this move for when she's right on the edge and you're ready to let her tip over.

if you're especially lucky and she's a squirter, you will get absolutely soaked. enjoy it. show her you're enjoying it. moan into her cunt; she'll come even harder.

if she needs to be fucked harder, slip your fingers inside her cunt and curl them up towards your tongue as it circles her clit. all of her most sensitive nerves will be between your tongue and your fingers. you'll be able to feel every tiny twitch inside her; it's the most beautiful place in the world to be.

when she can truly take no more, stay close to her as you drift away from her cunt. kiss your way up her tummy and her chest, let her taste herself on your lips as you hold her and let her ride out the aftershocks. trail your fingertips over her back. whisper in her ear. tell her everything you loved about eating her out.

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My gender journey.

I have just read an article on an afab person who identifies as nonbinary currently.

As an afab person myself who struggles occasionally with who I am, gender identity-wise, I was curious.

I agreed with them that sometimes I think it would be easier in society to be a cis man than a cis woman, mostly due to the patriarchy.

I have never wanted to be a man with a flat chest and a p*. I like my breasts, and I am fine with the v*. I just don't like menstruating, which I know is a hassle for anyone with a vulva haha.

I like wearing earrings, necklaces, and rings around my fingers. I liked bracelets when I was younger, and I would love to have a nose piercing eventually.

I never idolized a male artist That's not true, I was into Justin Bieber at some point, haha. I have always been in awe of female artists, women being badass performers onstage, of whatever genre. I love bands, like Fleetwood Mac, Paramore, and London Grammar. They are phenomenal musicians, and I always listened to what I wanted, regardless of other people's tastes or opinions.

I like being called woman, she/her, it's all fine with me. I am fine with the word 'they' because it could literally refer to anyone, regardless of their gender identity. However, I don't feel like I'm just 'they'. What about she/they? Maybe.

I am slowly realizing that being non-binary is purely that 'not binary'. It feels more similar to me now, for some reason, because I am acknowledging that I identify as a woman and a bit more than that. It fluctuates sometimes. I never identify as a man, but I do identify as a woman or as a spirit in a woman's body. The thought of admitting out loud that I'm nonbinary feels very scary. I feel it in my stomach. I don't want to put on a label without knowing full well that it is what I am. I respect other people's labels too much to just put a stamp on it.

I spent so many years being completely oblivious to me being queer, being attracted to girls and nonbinary people. When I grew up in a small town, queer girls 'weren't visible'. And even now, walking down the street as a twenty-something, I feel like I'm testing the waters. Is this truly a safe place for queer people now? Because it definitely wasn't. Queer boys were appreciated amongst girls, but queer girls not as much. And I had never met somebody who identified as nonbinary in my town, so I couldn't have known at that time that I could be attracted to someone who is nonbinary.

I am happy to be a queer woman. I am queer, I am bisexual, I am both. I love both equally :) I am proud of both.

Still, sometimes I struggle when I ask myself the question: Am I truly not attracted to men? Saying 'yes' feels just as vague as saying 'no'. I don't know what the future holds, so keep it open. But! I definitely feel more at ease dating fellow queer women or queer nb people :)

And now, I'm exploring my gender. I am fine with the way I present myself. I feel confident in my gender expression.

So what about my gender identity?

It's a journey.

And I would like to talk to the person whose article I read tonight.

Maybe they can give me some wisdom.

In the meantime, I'll keep allowing myself the time and space to feel the doubts, discomfort, write about my state of mind, and to talk about it when I'm ready.

There is no rush.

And I am always valid.

Afab always.

Woman always.

Person always.

Spirit always.

I love you.

xxx

Lauren Ronnie

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September has been a lot, already.

A few days ago, I ran into them. Totally unexpected.

We talked about things, and I kept thinking of how nice they looked.

We didn't have much time to talk, so we didn't hug either.

The following day, I found something they had written months ago. It felt like something personal, and I finally had a photo of their face.

Maybe I'm being weird about this, maybe not, but... every time I see them, even though it might be a bit intimidating to talk to them, I'm glad I have talked to them. Every time I leave, I feel happy I have talked to them.

And, today I realized they are the only person I was ever in love with that I wanted to stay in contact with.

That means something, right?

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Pride Month '24

Damn, a full year 'round the sun. It has been twelve months since last Pride month and I realized I hadn't written my own post about it! Scandalous, haha.

I have grown so much this past year. I have developed, deepened!, my own sense of being queer. Being a queer woman of color in society.

I have dated various people, different gender identities. I have gone to a queer club multiple times. I have listened to multiple queer podcasts weekly. I have purchased and read multiple queer books. I have put up the actual Pride flag in my bio (not just the round rainbow ;) I have yet to watch Love Lies Bleeding, once again, scandalous. And so many other queer movies are on my list, but besides that... I fucking did that!!! 🥰️🏳️‍🌈

I am so proud of all the steps I took. They were necessary to grow, to feel more comfortable in my own skin and to love this part of myself even more.

There are only six days left of June, but... I wish for me and anyone else out there to be loved, respected and valued by the people around you, to love yourself and to be unapologetically, unconditionally proud of yourself. See ya later.

lauren ronnie

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Wow, I feel like I haven't been on Tumblr for ages!

It does feel good not to have Tumblr on my phone, otherwise I keep scrolling.

But eh...

I just bought four Queer romance books 🤩🏳️‍🌈

I am very excited to read them.

They will be delivered in a few weeks. Different themes, different backgrounds, different gender identities, it's gonna be good.

I HOPE.

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3.6.24

Speaking of decision-making.

I texted the girl when she was available to go out again.

She replied she didn't want to anymore.

She also said she didn't feel physical attraction towards me during club night.

A bummer? Yes.

I mean, I was definitely doubting if she were it for me, but I was willing to go on one more date.

To invite her to shows that I'm interested in, see how she'd act and if she'd become interested in seeing shows more often.

Because that's such a vital part of who I am.

Anyway, it's done now.

We're done.

One last thing.

I was happy when she would say I'm pretty.

It made me feel pretty good.

And I have just realized that...

I never felt that way about her.

Yes, I was interested in her and intrigued by her.

But I didn't necessarily think she was pretty.

And... I did think that about them.

I always did.

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Last night was... interesting.

I was at a party celebrating Pride - a girls only 😏

The music wasn't doing it for me, only pop songs blaring through the speakers.

I wanted some humpy music hahaha.

Anyway, the girl I'm dating ended up going to the party as well.

When I tapped her on the shoulder, she smiled and hugged me immediately.

The dancing was... beyond awkward.

And it was awkward that her friends were dancing in our vicinity.

Eventually she asked if it was okay if she waa going to dance with her friends.

I said it was fine and later I left.

I don't know, so many things weren't working for me.

The music.

Her friends around us, when I don't even know her that well.

She had a glass of beer in her hand, so it felt awkward to try and dance with our bodies close to each other or wrap my arms around her.

Especially when being watched...

And I was tired from the whole day I had had at Pride, especially because of wearing high block heels all day.

Guess I'll text her later about when/where we're gonna date next.

See ya.

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Date two was good 🫠

We had fun at a bowling alley.

I liked it when she was excited for me.

I liked it when she interlaced our fingers as I gave her a high five.

Dinner took a little too long for me.

Especially because I ran out of things to talk about.

And it had got pretty cold 🥶

Anyway, we'll see each other again soon.

X

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30.5.24

Tomorrow it's date two with the girl 🤍

I am excited to go out with her.

I like the fact that she's sent me messages about how my days have been, because we haven't seen each other for two weeks.

Tomorrow night we'll be fun.

We'll be fine 😌

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26.5.24

I hope that, in a few years, I will look back on this chapter of my life.

How I seemed to overthink almost everything.

How my deepest fears seemed to reveal themselves to me.

How I became softer and more vulnerable.

To myself and among others.

I hope that, in a few years, I will be excited.

Not just happy, but excited.

Excited to travel the world.

Excited to deal with anything life throws my way.

Excited to be with my friends.

Excited to be with my love.

Excited to have found solace with my family.

Life has felt so incredibly complicated this past year.

And I can't fathom how I have seemed to push through.

Yes, I am still here.

But things have definitely taken a toll on me.

I will create my own solid foundation.

My people.

My job.

My self.

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Maybe it's better to part ways.

However, our paths cross again.

Again and again.

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24.5.24

Today I spoke with one of my good friends.

I told him about everything that went down last week.

The break-up with a girl on Thursday, seeing them on Friday and Saturday, and the first date with someone new on Sunday.

It was a lot.

As I talked about them and me, I could see his gaze change. It became softer, almost like he could see the feeling I was feeling.

He said that he could see [being with them] meant a lot to me.

That was such a blunt statement, but it was 100% true.

He asked what I wanted.

I said I had no idea.

He said I should give space to my feelings.

I replied they don't matter. If I could act on my feelings, I wouldn't be in the situation I am now. I would have already been in a happy relationship with them for a long time.

I am happy to have him as a friend.

I need more people like that around me.

People who see my soft side.

People that speak bluntly of me and that soft side.

I need it.

Those friends are my rock.

Every single day.

And I sent them a funny message today.

We'll see how things go from here.

Good night.

X

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"

And when we meet Which I'm sure we will All that was there Will be there still I'll let it pass And hold my tongue And you will think That I've moved on

"

💔

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19.5.24

I went out with a girl.

She's so different from the previous girl I dated.

I like that.

We're gonna date again soon.

I'm excited.

And I already feel like kissing her.

Which is good... 😏

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18.5.24

I saw them again, as we knew was going to happen.

We spoke briefly.

As they talked, I was reminded how alike we are.

How we understand each other.

Later on, I was speaking to one of their friends.

I could see how they'd keep looking at me whenever I would laugh at their friend's comments.

And, like I said, I wanted to say goodbye to them before I'd leave.

I tapped them on their back and as they got up to face me, I saw a smile in their eyes.

We hugged for a moment.

Their chin rested on my shoulder.

I'll see them when the time is right.

I'll see them again when the time is right.