What sexually unleashes women from male suppression more than the rubbing of vulvas against each other? Perhaps, just the sexual desire of one woman for another is enough, and just simply declaring the right to be lesbian is enough, yet until the organs of procreation need no phallus in them to enjoy the deepest and widest fruits of pleasure, has anything been cast aside? In ancient times, the very term 'tribade', in which we get the word tribbing from, was considered derogatory because it was believed that there could be no pleasure without phallic penetration. Perhaps the ancients saw women engaged in this act of thrusting and rubbing their organs together and it confused the male-oriented thinking and perception. Perhaps as the cries of pleasure rung out and the hips imitated the movements that penetration requires, it was too hard to imagine what could produce the pleasure? Perhaps something deeply aware in the men were witnessing the seeds of expansive sexual forces that are still growing into our present time.
Forces unleashed through so many means. The stomach with the force to digest and so it digests. The mind with the force to think and so it thinks. The sexual organs with the force to pleasure and so they trib? Of course no woman must trib, but some do and they can. The male organ so clear in its purpose and design might not contain the same level of mystery that tribbing vulvas unfold. Like the deepest kisses they rub and rub and by the moans and cries they're kisses of the deepest kind. The way the legs must open and be mounted creates a closeness that few facial lips can express. In the act of phallic penetration, there is often a moment of recoil during acceptance, a moment of fear as it enters that in tribbing is gone. No soft pussy endangers another. A most un-dangerous kiss open and ready. Parted legs entwine in softness to softness.