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The Bisexual Pillow Princess

The Urban Dictionary describes a Pillow Princess as follows: A woman, usually of or in a curious/bisexual context, who wants to experience pleasure from oral sex, but who is unwilling to reciprocate. But what does that really mean? A selfish bitch who will take it from anyone who’ll give it; male or female? An uncommitted lesbian or bisexual woman unwilling to perform any sexual acts that will clearly identify her as a bisexual or lesbian woman?
Christine: All Cindy ever does when we have sex is just lay back and have me do all the work. She is such a pillow princess!

Okay, so technically I’m a bisexual pillow princess.

Most of my sexual partners have and will be men. I am keen on giving and receiving with guys with no problem – in fact, I love it! I guess that limits my reign as princess to sex with women. Why, you ask? Some would say I’m a selfish bitch and others would say I just don’t play for both teams, even if I say I do.
I started dating boys when I was 14 and didn’t give much thought to having sex with other girls. College changed all that. My first lesbian experience was in my first semester. I had succumbed to weekend keg-guzzling frat parties and although I was inexperienced, I was quickly catching up to my peers. There was this very beautiful junior named Christine, who I couldn’t stop staring at every time I saw her. I noticed her at every party I attended, and she made small talk with me, from time to time. She had a reputation as a real party animal type wild thing, which piqued my interest even more. Gorgeous long blonde hair, perfect barbie dimensions and the face to match; that must be my type I guess.
One foggy Saturday night frat party, she was there, as beautiful as ever, but stinking drunk and loud. She blurted out that she thought I was cute and she wanted me to go upstairs with her. I’d never been with a girl before, although I exclusively masturbated to lesbian porn, but I was both flattered and turned on. Emboldened by beers and wet panties, I silently followed her like a sheep to the slaughter.
I was totally freaked. I went to the bathroom to check myself and kept compulsively putting my hand in my panties to make sure I smelled okay (something I haven’t done with guys, incidentally). Sitting on the bed, I sipped beer from my red plastic cup and tried to make small talk. I rattled on and on like a nervous little chatterbox about to have her first lesbian experience. Then she slid over close to me, leaned over and put her index finger on my lips. “Shhhh” she whispered. I obeyed. Then she kissed me.
I was speechless and couldn’t even move. Sexiest. Thing. Ever.
My whole body trembled like a leaf as she ran her fingers across my shoulders, neck and caressed me slowly and deliberately. The kissing was better than any kissing I could remember with any guy; so soft and sweet and gentle.
Her clothes came off quickly and I started caressing her too. Pretty soon we were doing some heavy petting and she started pulling my clothes off. Okay, I’m getting to feel really awkward now. My mind is racing as I’m thinking, “I’m actually making out with another girl – it is really happening.”
And then she went down on me for what seemed like hours. Finally I couldn’t take any more orgasms and told her to stop. Yes, you heard it right. She grinned and sat back for a minute, with a very sexy look on her face. I know it was my cue to go down on her now. But I didn’t. I got up like a robot, put my clothes back on and walked out the door.
Somehow, miraculously, leaving her unfulfilled after hooking up gave me some sort of celebrity status among the other girls. Christine labeled me as a pillow princess and the name stuck; so did I.
After that, I was approached by girls who were into that sort of thing because they liked the idea of going down on a reluctant girl. They didn’t expect me to reciprocate. Frankly I liked it.
Now that I’m out of college, it’s much more difficult to find these girls. I’m not out, there’s no good lesbian bars nearby, and most girls interested in a one-night-stand want you to do something for them, too.
Is it selfish? Well, okay, in the case of Christine it was. But I let the rest of the women I sleep with know what they’re getting into. If it helps, it’s not the cruelty of blue-clitting somebody that appeals to me, it’s just the aspect of being “attended” to like pillow royalty. Plus, women who don’t care about “their turn” because they get off on giving head are usually really good at it and very enthusiastic.
I get most of my hookups through the Internet (which is a nightmare, if you’re a girl trolling for no-strings sex with other girls), where I often clearly state that I’m there to get, not give. Here’s how it works. I look for bi and gay girls on datingsites who are open to casual sex, then present myself as a curious mostly straight girl and drop the pillow princess bomb if she seems flirty and interested.
If I use Craigslist, I have to deal with loads of male creeps and have to voice-verify to make sure they’re girls, but I can also state in my ad exactly what these girls are in for. She hosts or we go someplace to have sex — but never my place, because I need to be able to make my abrupt exit. (Bars with locking unisex bathrooms are great for this — so I guess I’m also a “stand-up up against the tile” princess. People are shockingly okay with waiting in line while two girls fuck.)
I answer and place more ads than lead to actual hookups, but there are enough women out there willing to do this that I’ve done it a handful of times. Some of these women have been insanely hot. Some of them are gay, some are bi, and some of them are in relationships with men who don’t know that they meet women on the Internet for sex.
The best part is that if it turns out I’m not attracted to a girl in person, I can just close my eyes and pretend I am while she does her thing. It’s a weird combination of submitting and being serviced that I find intensely sexy. Occasionally, I’ll crack in the moment and reciprocate. (Although I also like getting them to the point where they’re forced to get themselves off while I’m getting my boots on.)
It’s not that I don’t like going down on women. I do. But I’m not dating them, and I don’t think I would want to have my fetish corrupted by caring for somebody enough to give back. Judge me if you must, but plenty of folks are selfish in bed without any warning.
At least in my situation, everybody goes in with their eyes open. At least until it gets really good.

Thanks to BiCupid – My Online Bisexual Dating Story

love over 40e one of them. I was twenty-six and I had just decided that it was finally time to put myself on the market… the dating market. I was not sure exactly how to go about doing something like this because I was bi and looking for a female partner. There were not a lot of dating sites that catered to that need of mine but after a quick and easy search on Google, I finally found what I was looking for on a site called BiCupid.

I took things slow and did not rush into finding a partner. I looked through many profiles and chatted with quite a few women who were also searching for female partners. After about one month of searching through profiles and talking to new people, I found a match that was right for me. Her name was Tira. She was thirty years old and she was bi just like me. We hit it off and decided to meet in person in order to further our relationship.

We went on several dates and got to know each other quite well. We even had a few sexual experiences together as a result of these dates. Soon, our sexual experiences began to be the focus of all of our dates. After a while, I realized that I did not really have feelings for Tira and that the only part of our time together that I looked forward to was sexual. I also realized that Tira was doing the same thing and that the two of us were simply using each other for sex. I quickly decided that this was not what I was looking for in life and that I wanted to end the relationship but I was not sure how to go about telling this to Tira.

One day, Tira approached me with a proposition. She wanted to have a threesome between her, her husband, and myself. This was instantly a turn off. I did not know that she was married and although our relationship had just been for sex, I was very put off by this. I did not want to date a married woman and, besides, I actually liked younger girls a lot better than older girls. I figured that it would be better to end this now. So, when she made this offer to me, I not only rejected her but I let her know that I was no longer interested in pursuing a relationship with her. I did this casually because I knew that the relationship did not mean a great deal to either of us since we had both resorted to just using each other for sex.

Tira was only slightly disappointed by me breaking off our relationship. We went our separate ways and I returned to BiCupid in order to start talking to people and looking for a better relationship than I had had with Tira. Only a week after I had ended things with Tira, she sent me a message on BiCupid and invited me to a party that she was throwing as a sign of good will. I had nothing better to do and thought that it would be fun so I let her know that I would definitely be there. I thought that perhaps this would be a good way to meet new people and hopefully meet another girl who might be interested in me.

I went to the party and although I did not have high expectations, I did meet someone. From the moment I saw her, I was entranced. The first word that came to mind when I saw her was sexy. She had tattoos on her body and I felt myself instantly wondering how many tattoos she had underneath her clothes.  Although I was a little bit nervous, I approached her and started a conversation easily. She was easy to talk to and as she spoke I knew that I just wanted to know more and more about her. We had a chemistry together and I could tell that she felt the same way that I did. I quickly learned that she was a lesbian and I also learned that she did not mind that I was bi. The fact that I was sometimes attracted to men did not bother her at all and that made me ecstatic.

I took that sexy woman home that night and we got to know each other intimately which was something that I enjoyed greatly. I was able to see all of her tattoos and she was eager to show them to me. We quickly realized that we wanted to spend even more time together and that this relationship would not be one that was only about sex. And so we went on dates and actually got to know one another. Now, we have been together for a year and a half and I can honestly say that I love her. We are very happy together and I hope that we will stay that way for a very long time.

I would like to thank both BiCupid and Tira for bringing the two of us together. Without them, neither one of us would have ever found the love that we have for each other and because of them, we are both very, very happy. Thank you!