Welcome to NSFW Lesbosexy Sunday!
+ The Autostraddle Hot 100 is out, much like everyone on it.
+ There are five songs about fisting.
+ xojane asks –> Are those of you in Long Term Relationships Having Sex 2.5 Times A Week? Be Real With Me: “I have a job, and I watch “American Idol.” It’s on like 7 times a week; I don’t have time for that much sex. Plus, life is freaking exhausting. Have you ever been to the post office? It’s the worst. And you have to do stuff like that all the time — picking up prescriptions, returning phone calls … I could take a nap right now, easy.” – I wonder if these numbers are different for queer relationships than for heterosexual ones?
+ Learning is fun, especially when you’re learning to upgrade your masturbation:
“While Pressure and Tension orgasms are probably the most prevalent kind for a majority of people, they are limited in terms of bodily sensations- similar to a quick blip on the pleasure scale. The other problem is that they rarely translate into sharing orgasms with a partner. The solution is simple! It’s time to upgrade your masturbation technique.”
I suggest practicing with the rest of this post.
“7:45 a.m. Am running late out of the door, but stop on the way out to give my partner a peck on the cheek, which turns into a deep kiss …which turns into a make-out session with some groping action and a breathless me cursing the fact I have to be at work in fifteen minutes. Don’t people know that there are some of us who would like to have some hot sexy action in the morning without having to wake up at some ungodly hour? Pull my lover’s hands off my breasts and slide out the door with naughty thoughts racing through my mind.”
—The Queer Sex Educator Who Wants Five Hitachi Magic Wands and Loves Making Out
“She’s going to give me a sexy, knowing smile, then, before leaning in and kissing me breathless, making me curl my toes inside my kitten heels. She’s going to slide her hand a little lower, cup my ass, and pull me a little higher against her so I can feel the crush of her breasts beneath that freshly pressed shirt and the undeniable ridge of something strapped beneath those jeans. She’s going to whisper in my ear, ask me if I want to go someplace, and I’ll say yes, I know a place, and take her home.
I’m going to close my door, and she’s going to press me up against it, lift me and settle my legs around her waist, my skirt bunched around my hips, those big strong hands gripping the undersides of my thighs. We’re going to move like that, tongues twining, hips rocking, breast to breast through all these layers of clothes. And when that’s not enough, when we’re all hot and bothered and those layers of clothes are too much to bear, I’ll whisper, ‘Follow me,’ and lead her into my bedroom.”
— “What Girls are Made Of,” by Evan Mora, in Curvy Girls, edited by Rachel Kramer Bussel
“She is wearing the new garters and stockings I got for her when she finished her PhD, and nothing else, her small pink nipples saluting me through my button-down shirt when she presses herself against me. She grabs my cold hand and leads me to her pussy, slides her warmth and wetness against my numb fingers. Her breath catches in the back of her thread.
‘I was just thinking of you, right here, inside me,’ she whispers. ‘Cold outside. I am going to run you a bath.’
I nod again, slip two fingers up and inside her, grab a handful of curls in my other hand, kiss her hard.”
—”Hold Up,” by Ivan Coyote, in Take Me There: Trans and Genderqueer Erotica, edited by Tristan Taormino
“I don’t feel a chill at all as she slides off my sweater and pants, runs her finders over the pearl heart trim of my lace red bra, and kneads the knuckle of her thumb in the crotch of my red lace panties before she slides them over my hips and down to the floor, grinning all proud at the heat and wet inside my cunt, grinning at the way I press against her hand. She whispers, ‘How long have you wanted this…?’ and my head falls back as if it’s very heavy all of a sudden and I whisper back, ‘Forever, since I first saw you, maybe even before that.’
And she shudders, that butch shudder of realization at being wanted by a woman. She unbuttons her jeans and slides them off, kicks off her shoes, wraps her arms around me as if I’m something that might slip away, and pushes me gently down on my back.”
— “Sweet Thing,” by Joy Parks, in Best Lesbian Erotica 2007, edited by Tristan Taormino
“We kiss, we combust, we go up in flames. I wind my arms around her neck, thread my fingers through her hair, stroke my tongue against hers. All the while she teases me, explores me, testing my wetness with her blunt fingertips, painting them along the length of my pussy.
‘Wider,’ she whispers against my lips, and I inch my ass towards her, one foot on the dashboard, as open as I can be. Three fingers replace two, then four replace three, and Sid fastens her mouth to my breast, licking and sucking the rigid peak until I’m just about ready to explode.
‘I want you to fuck yourself on my fist,’ Sid says, her tongue lapping up my mewing assent. She holds her hand still, leaving rise and fall to me, letting me work my cunt down over her knuckles, stretching wide, so wide, until she slides inside. I can feel her hand, and it feels so good, balled into a fist deep inside me. Slowly, she moves, then faster and harder, until her forearm is pistoning into me.
‘Now,’ she says, against my lips.”
—”My Femme,” by Evan Mora, in Best Lesbian Erotica 2012, edited by Kathleen Warnock
“She’s rising and crashing into my fingers, so hard and so new that I rise up and turn, stretching out, never moving my hand, and use the other to push off what bit of her underwear still clings to her. Spread her open, slip a finger inside, gentle, so gentle, and she yells something I can’t hear, as if part of her is far away now. And I move inside her slowly as she wriggles all over the cutting board, and all of a sudden, I need to taste her. I throw my head down between her moving legs, trade my finger for my tongue. She is sweet there too, sweet and fresh and slippery wet as cream. I lap her up, suck her sweetness into my mouth, my tongue fluttering hard and fast, then soft and slow inside her lips. I grasp her thighs on either side so I can hang on, stay with her, buckle in as if she’s a wild ride in a small-town midway and she cries out loud, almost a scream, and comes shaking and gushing wetness into my mouth.”
— “Sweet Thing,” by Joy Parks, in Best Lesbian Erotica 2007, edited by Tristan Taormino
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I should have waited until after I did my laundry today to read this. I don’t want to weird anyone out at the laundromat!
Hi!
I don’t know whether this has been brought up before or not (I would imagine it has been), but it has been bothering me for a while.
I feel like most of the pictures (especially from tumblr) that are posted on Autostraddle are either of very ‘mainstream’ beauty, in terms of body weight – very slim – or completely on the other side of the spectrum and really quite large. The presence of these very large ladies almost reinforces that skinny is the normal way to be – if you’re not thin, you’re massive. (I’m reminded of the hyper-lesbianism often expected of girls who like girls, to justify and distinguish them from ‘normal’ heterosexual women.) I’m not saying either of these body types is wrong, but it’s not a realistic representation of a lot of women’s bodies. I’m a little on the blobby side, and I’m fine with that: but I don’t see me being represented here, and I don’t like that.
I think the problem that exists is that there aren’t many pictures of in-between body types. Photographers often look for a defined section in the curves spectrum in their models. So, that being said, I don’t think it’s anyone’s fault that you (and I) are less represented here; we are just a less available section of the spectrum. :) We’re special snowflakes.
And there’s a problem of what’s an “in-between” body type, because in practise that covers a lot of ground and is highly subjective. If somebody says they feel like they want more butch pictures, or femme pictures, or curvy pictures, or redheads or whatever, there’s some idea of what you want them to dig up because those are aesthetic standards which are in general pretty easy to understand. “Average” or “in-between” or “realistic” are not, they’re all rather vague and dependent on everybody’s own conception of what the measuring statistics for those concepts is.
Shit, you mean I’m massive? And here I thought I was just plain old fat.
Yeah. This. I get that the person who wrote this comment wants to see all types of bodies, including bodies that, from what they’re talking about, I’m assuming are actually bodies that are on the small side of the spectrum of what occurs in real life, but that aren’t retouched to look ultra-ultra skinny. Still — “massive?” Really?
I agree that there need to be more pictures…here and everywhere…of different body types, including those with soft stomachs or pretty pear shapes. Still, I thought this was a fairly good post size-wise. We’re not just looking at plus sizes and and 0-2s. There is a range. There were model-thin women, petite women, some curvier ladies, someone who might be a 12 or 14, and one plus-size woman. And they’re all hot.
I thought the women in the first and seventh photos seemed about average?
Four and five are the only pics might make a fashion magazine unedited, but a black woman and an inked woman are not mainstream.
er..I meant to say not considered mainstream by the fashion industry*
How is the woman in the first pic massive/fat/whatever? In my opinion, she’s not skinny and not fat, the ‘in between’ range you speak of ;)
Oh dear god. I was unprepared. The title should have prepared me, but I was unprepared.
I clearly need more anthologies of lesbian erotica in my life. Also, I love you?
Snort laugh. But i totally agree.
NSFW Sundays is the highlights of my weekends
Annnnddd there goes my productivity
im going to read this in the lobby at the doctor’s office next week, THANKYOUUUUUUUU!!!!
More specifically: at the gyno, correct?
Oh someone come rub it out, or in. Shit.
I think that autostraddle, unlike most sites, makes an effort to be inclusive when it comes to the pictures they put in the posts- especially on this feature. I appreciate you guys for that. Just thought I throw that out there.
Also, thank you for introducing me to fuckyeahasiandykes because… well the title says it all.
This is why I shouldn’t read Autostraddle before running. I get far too distracted and now it is too hot outside to run. Oh well, at least there are pretty ladies…
Yeah, but it’s so hard to run correctly when you’re craning your head around to stare at them.
Why did I read this right now? I have a ten page paper to write….
Oh My God thank you.
I kind of missed the citations for the excerpts as my mind just read all the narratives as being the same story.
You know, every Sunday I think I’m going to get things done, and then this is posted and I end up spending my time in bed.
Nice, but nothing kills my boner like a typo!
While we’re here, does anyone have any recommendations for realistic, actual lesbian, femme-on-femme erotica?
I feel like, all that’s out there is a.) you can practically hear the nasty sweaty straight guy panting away while he comes up with it or b.) butch femme queer gender stuff.
Not complaining about the queergender stuff, just doesn’t float my boat :)
*in this case, boat means vagina.
Not sure how you feel about fanfic, but Clom and Dev are a.) both lesbian women and b.) write beautiful femme-on-femme one shots and multi-part stories based on South of Nowhere. I don’t think you need to have watched the show to enjoy the writing. “Ride with Me” is probably a good place to start if you’re just looking for hanky-panky. ;) clomle44(.)wordpress(.)com
I’m reading this at work.
“grinning all proud at the heat and wet inside my count”
I’m never looking at Sesame Street the same way again.
Fun Fact: most of this and other erotica is accessible for free on googlebooks
;)