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Here’s how to talk about mental illness in a new relationship:
“Let’s start with the ideal point in a relationship to bring up the fact that you live with a mental illness. Turns out, there really isn’t one, nor is there a set timeline for disclosing other personal information while you start dating. For the most part, the mental health professionals we interviewed said that it all depends on the nature of the relationship, how comfortable you are with the person, and where you see the relationship going.”
Friend of the pod – uh, me – recently rereleased the extremely queer Lesbian Sexting the Zine as a pdf. Get it now.
In case you need it, here’s how to cope with election anxiety.
“Dream science may reveal the root of our erotic desires.”
Here’s how to have a D/s check-in meeting.
Sy Noon talked about opening up through art at Oh Joy Sex Toy.
Want to be hornier? Try vitamin D (not a euphemism).
Hentai is now banned in Australia.
It’s time to evolve conversations about virginity.
Is there a smooth way to ask to initiate sex?
We-Talk is a free series of sex education workshops “focused on the importance of amplifying Black voices among the conversations of women’s sexual health, consent, trauma, gender-based systems, pleasure, boundaries and more.” Check it out.
Instagram is updating its nudity rules.
Here are some pandemic dating stories.
“Referring to breasts as ‘big naturals’ is a meme too huge to ignore. It speaks to a truly basic desire — and in 2020, we deserve the comfort,” writes Magdalene Taylor at Mel:
“[M]y incessant need to refer to my own breasts as big naturals isn’t only a way of claiming ownership upon a sexualized feature, or a means of seeming self-aware about the fact that I’m basically always showing off my rack, but also a form of self-soothing. Big naturals are something simple and good in a moment when everything feels complicated and awful. Perhaps for a time it felt intellectual and hip to divert our attention toward gigantic asses, and I do pray our love of butts doesn’t cease. Right now, though, it seems only fair to allow ourselves permission to openly and honestly call large breasts big naturals, imagining for a moment that an ample bosom could save us.”