Confessions of a libra

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07.06.25

[ Soundtrack for this post was: Yummy (Righteous Remix) by Ayesha Erotica & Mo Beats. Because duh ]

Hey girlies, you have not been forgotten. Let’s start with some historical qualitative data. Technically, my first kiss was with a girl back in Zimbabwe. I never thought to count it in part because of comphet, in part because it happened in primary school and it was one of those ‘practice’ sessions. Plus then I got into my own head about the whole, then do we count all the playing house…it just seemed too complicated.

I always knew I admired girls. Their beauty, their intelligence and I craved their comfort. I never considered it until the year after high school. Then my first proper girl crush was my ex-Gemini bestie. They identified as a woman then, and they were taken (so was I).  There was an interesting overlap in my first experiences with women, so I can’t tell you which of these happened first, what I can say is, they are both salacious.

The first one was all blurred lines in the beginning but I have no shame or regret. Let me start with the blurred lines story then end on a happier steamy note. I didn’t record the Sun Signs of these women back then, so I hope you understand my predicament.

I’m at to a house party in Brunswick. Lots of fun, artistic, queer and poly creatives. We drink, we sing, we debate leftist ideals…the usual. S. is older than me and in a poly relationship she says. When she meets me she fawns over me so much, and I love it. I’m used to being misunderstood a lot around this time, so her attention feels addictive. It feels like being seen. She keeps saying we should drink alcohol but I wasn’t dying to. I eventually say I would only have it if it was Tequila because I’m weaning off vodka. We make shots, we have them. She encourages more, we have more.

Soon we are in a bathroom, talking excitedly and posing in the mirror. Everywhere I go, so is she. I think, maybe this is how it happens. In the late night everyone has dispersed, we are alone in the loungeroom. There are more people out back. We start making out. No harm no foul, my girl is poly and I’m in an open relationship. Either way, she offers to go down on me. I say yes. She does…and while I have my head thrown back in the throws of pleasure her partner walks in and yells S! His expression isn’t the expression of a chill poly man, so I go ‘oop’ and I quickly dip. I am informed after the party that she used to be poly, but then wasn’t but then lies about it sometimes…it’s a headfuck. The guilt that isn’t mine to have sticks with me for too long.

Incident 2

A luxurious bender is what I call it, graciously. It’s me, my ex and his friend. We add another person to the hang, to keep things interesting – maybe we’re just greedy.  She is a lady of the night, but we respect autonomous women over here. I’m already friends with plenty of sex workers so I don’t have the same misgivings about it. She comes over and I swear I have the best time with her specifically.

She’s a gorgeous Filipina girl and we’re immediately drawn to each other, the men became an after-thought. She makes space for my lack of experience but she looks at me like I’m was safe. I work to make her feel good and she genuinely looks to be in her body, enjoying herself. I’ve always been attracted to South and South East Asian women (I honestly didn’t realise it was that deep until my bestie outed me), so I find her to be super attractive. We make out, and I go down on her. She gives me so much eye contact, and I feel the approval in her body.

Outside of these aforementioned experiences I have had one amazing date with a Gemini woman. So my approach to this version of the Astro series is a little different to the one for the men. Enjoy and comment for if you like it for moi!

🐏 Aries Women

My Aries Queens. Aries women are some of the sexiest women in the zodiac. Not just because you’ll beat up a grown man for me, but because you are baby girl too. I hate that you’ve been made to feel like Aries is all about war and fighting. It is, but you are queens of strategy. You are some of the most autonomous women in the zodiac, and that threat to Patriarchy makes me wet. Aries women always have a captivating jawline. One that makes you want to trace it slowly as the light catches it just right. I do love your aggressive energizer bunny energy as well. The way you rouse excitement in my body through your own energy is intoxicating. I wanna go on all the adventures with you. I’ll let you take charge, as long as you remember that my submission is a choice, to be honoured. I want to be given the kind of focused love and intensity that only an Aries woman can bring. And I will bring head massages. Plenty of them.

🐂 Taurean Women

My Taurean Queens. I could whistle in long, high tones about your femininity. It is more than just your physical aesthetic, it is imbedded in your very coding. You talk and your hands speak in poetry. You don’t even need to pull me into the bedroom to grab my attention. Your skin is soft, moisturised and hydrated. You always smell delectable, like a series of courses. You don’t have to prove yourself, I love how you command presence from your perch on the couch. You are a true connoisseur of sensual experiences. You want it slow, and luxurious – you have my Taurus moon’s attention. Picture us, cozy in a cabin. I’ve made you some hot chocolate and I offer to give you slow unhurried massages, but not before I land kisses on that sensitive neck of yours.

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🎭Gemini Women

My Geminian Queens. You guys get massive points for being chill, intellectual magnets. You radiate such a commitment to fun, while never neglecting your creativity and your mind. This is a recipe for disaster for someone who truly resists Gemini’s as partners. Yet the women have time and time again reeled me in. You are so impressive in your social skills. I always feel like I want to be a part of your world.

You are the veritable cool girl of the zodiac. You dress like you wanted to be comfortable but just happened to look effortless. I’m yet to meet an ugly Gemini woman, and many of you have athletic bodies despite not doing any exercise on the reg. If I was lucky enough to be in your company again, but for reals this time – I would take my time with you before we got to the bedroom. I’ll debate you while slowly inching closer, trying to keep you flustered so I can win the argument.

Notable experience. When I lived in Brisbane in my brief 12 month stint, I went on a museum date with a girl I will affectionately call T. She was and still is an absolute stunner. Doe eyed, cultured and fun. She was an Aussie who had grown up in England so she had an English accent. We had a cozy chat over chai’s, getting to know each other. We then strolled lazily through an exhibition or two. I’m not a huge fan of contemporary art but we were in such a good zone energetically that I started enjoying it, and the critiques we were giggling into each other’s ears.

It was like a dreamscape. We were straddling those lines between girlhood and womanhood. The girlhood was us giggling into each other, and the womanhood was in our absorption of the messages that the art was trying to convey. I at some point began regaling her with my knowledge on covalent bonds in chemistry. Yeah. We ended up at a bar. Well, two. By the time we got to the second one, we were well and truly entranced by each other. Our first kiss was perfect. It was the right everything. I really hoped we could have it blossom into more. I had plans for us, I could foresee it. But life had other plans.

🦀Cancer Women

My Cancerian Queens. You guys are my sleeper agents, just like your counterparts. I always feel safe with a Cancer woman. Let’s cook together, then talk about the romance books we are currently reading while you do your crotchet. The sexiest part? You guys are sharp as a tack, intellectually. You are all sweet smiles, and feminine wonder but really you are actually savage. I will never underestimate you, and to be protected by you would be an honour. If I had my sight on you, I would never beg for you to leave the house. I would want to do all your hobbies with you. I would cook for you, using my Taurus moon abilities. Once you tasted the love in my cooking, then a cuddle on the couch would seal the deal.

🦁 Leo Women

My Leonine Queens. You are by far the sexiest women of the zodiac to me. I see you in your halter necks and your backless dresses. I am you, with my Leo Venus. And you know the highest compliment for a Leo is themselves. Just like Aries you guys sicken the Patriarchy. Men and women are climbing over themselves to be on your roster. They don’t care how many times you tell them off and they’ll complain about your brattiness or your standards while returning with piece offerings, and kissing your feet for good measure. Your mane, adds to the allure. Your boldness in fashion? Your creativity? Your romanticism and your loyalty – second to none. I would kneel for a Leo woman. A Leo Sun, A Leo moon (hey bestie) and a Leo Venus. If I wanted you I would just say “you’re the hottest woman in the room, wanna make out”? And if you let me in, I would buy you all your favourite things while telling you how much of a bad bitch you are. Everyday.

🧠 Virgo Women

My Virgoan Queens. Firstly, the way you put yourselves together scratches my Libra Rising and Sun placements. You have an innate elegance, and precision where your aesthetic is concerned. I am drawn in by your quiet charm, your busy mind and your understated sexiness. You do not have to be the loudest to make an impact, especially where I am concerned. I love your little neuroses. I love that you can dissect erotica with me like the best of them. You have some cravings beneath your immaculate exterior, and you never want to be unprepared. That is sexy, to me. If I were approaching you I would be cool and calm. I probably wouldn’t do anything overt. I would just spend time with you. We can talk about our interests, we can do our hobbies together. Then in the dead of night when you pull out a full latex number and a whip, I’ll be ready to meet you there.

⚖️ Libra Women

My Libran Queens. Classy, sexy and enviable in your charm. You’re so hot and you look effortless doing it that you make the other girlies pressed. There you are with your beauty, being misjudged as just another pretty face. Then BAM! You hit them with facts and statistics – then immediately top up your lipgloss. Duality, you are her. You don’t get credit enough for being a pillar of strength enshrouded in grace. I would never reduce you to your looks, or to superficiality when I know the cost of your upbringing. If I were coming for you Libra, I would be attentive and sturdy. I’ll be there always when you need someone to bounce ideas off of, when you want to dissect a moral quandary and when you need help picking an outfit for your next gala. You are not made for the weak nor the complacent, and I would value that every day of my life.

🦂Scorpio Women

My Scorpionic Queens. You are smouldering in your magnetic eroticism. I’m enchanted by how your darkness is sometimes simmering just beneath the surface which is sometimes a very bubbly sociable exterior. Quite contradictory to the usual Scorpio image. You don’t have to try to project mystery or sex appeal because it radiates, mainly in your stare and other times in the very frequency you emit. You want it deep, you want it raw and you want it deathly honest. You don’t want anyone to pretend they aren’t utterly intoxicated by you. If I was interested in you, I would listen. I would make you a playlist. And in the dark of night under warm lamp light, I would look you in the eye with all the intensity and ask how I can serve.

🏹Sagittarius Women

My Sagittarian Queens. You are so fucking capable and talented it’s hard not to be impressed. Your friendliness, worldliness and flirtatious skills are my favourite things about you. Many of you have very sporty physiques, and you wear it well. You are my other veritable cool girls. Just passionate about so many interests that you actively partake in. If I was wanting a Sag woman, I’d do one of her hobbies with her. Or watch, but be really chill about the whole thing.

Notable incident. Me and this one customer service girl who helped me with a new knee brace. She just had that too cool for school, will probably break your heart vibes. But her flirting skills were on point. She said she didn’t know a lot about astrology but she was open to me telling her about it. Then proceeded to give me the eyes as I spoke for the rest of my time there. I nearly called the shop when I got home, but discernment and all that.

🐐Capricorn Women

My Capricornian Queens. Capricorn women I am utterly obsessed with you. I would kneel for you. You are so chill, so funny AND ambitious?! My Jupiter in Capricorn approves. I love when you don’t give a fuck and you let go. When you’re just chilling and not in your head. So many of you are naturally sensual. I feel like your energy commands respect and I think that’s actually to your benefit. One feels like they can’t just come waste your time, and that’s a super power. If I wanted to get close to you, I would invite you over to hang out with some cocktails and some homemade food. We can cackle dryly at the absurdity of life. I might even offer a massage.

🧑‍🚀Aquarius Women

My Aquarian Queens. You have an otherworldly charm. Your beauty precedes you. Your intellect, passion and sturdiness is so inspirational. You also don’t give a fuck about a lot of things, in direct contrast to all the things that you are actually petitioning for. Duality. You’re so fluid with your expression. You guys are great flirts, you always hit the right balance. If I was going for an Aquarius woman, I’d just be a great friend. I’d do right by her, hang out with her, compliment her for her multidimensionality and tell her I’m open-minded.

🐟🐠Pisces Women

My Piscean Queens. You’re so feminine and dainty. You almost glide through the world. Sometimes I can almost see your head up in space. You are naturally artistic and fashionable. Your makeup game is elite. I love when you rotate aesthetics. You are balm for the soul. A reminder that we still have good in the world. And a reminder that sometimes chaos makes the good much more interesting. If I was going for a Pisces gal, I would organise one on one hangouts. Preferably a sleepover, a joint and our imaginations. Maybe I’ll offer a foot massage just to see…