Let’s talk about sex —- again! Recently, we discussed whether or not a book could have too much sex in it. So today we’re going to talk about how far a book can move away from the usual vanilla, fingers and tongues in the usual orifices sex, and still be within your comfort level. In other words, how far out of the norm can they go before you close the book and say, “Nuh-uh. Not for me.”?
I’m not talking whips and chains or anything too out there. I would just like to know from you when sex changes from hot to not cool. Conversely, do you find that sex in general in lesbian literature is too vanilla? Would you like to see more kink? And if so, what kind? I’d really like to have an open discussion, although I realize this is kind of a personal topic, so if you don’t want to reply, that’s cool. If you do have thoughts or opinions and don’t mind sharing them, I’d love to hear from you. As usual, I’d like to hear from readers and authors. Authors – do you ever step out of your comfort zone when writing sex scenes? This could be a fun discussion if anybody’s not too shy to post!
I’m including some scenes from recent books of mine… One from Forbidden Passions, two from Initiation by Desire and one from a current work. I’d like to know which is your favorite, please. WARNING don’t read any further if you’re not into hot sex or are easily offended by language.
Corrine drove four fingers inside the hot cunt and twisted them around before taking them out again. Once more, she pushed into her and left them in, thrusting harder and harder with each stroke.
Corrine slid her wet hand out and moved between Catherine’s legs.
“Hold your knees back.”
Catherine grabbed her knees and pulled them back. Corrine slipped her whole hand inside the gaping cunt. She made a fist and inserted it deep inside Catherine.
“Oh, fuck! That feels good!”
She buried her arm past her wrist and twisted it again. The tight walls were pressing in on her, crushing her hand, but she knew the pressure she was giving was much stronger. She continued to gently punch Catherine’s internal pleasure zone over and over until her juices were running down her arm.
Sue Dobson strained against the black silk scarves that bound her to the bedposts. Her head thrashed wildly on the steel gray pillow as her hips rose to greet each thrust of the nine-inch latex cock being drilled into her.
She fastened nipple clamps on Sue then placed the chain that ran between them in her mouth. As Nema’s mouth worked its magic on Sue’s cunt and Sue’s head thrashed as she closed in on her orgasm, the chain tightened the clamps, sending white heat of painful pleasure to her core.
Joey just smiled and unwrapped a toy from its cloth confines. It was thick and black and phallic shaped with a thinner, beaded protrusion as well. She flipped open the lube and poured generous amounts on it.
She placed the tip of the toy against Tiffany’s clit and rubbed.
“Oh my God that feels good.” Tiffany tried to arch her hips to get more pressure.
Joey moved the toy lower and placed the large tip just inside Tiffany. She slowly pressed onward it until it filled her.
“How big is that?” Tiffany asked.
“You tell me.”
“It feels huge.”
“Do you need more?”
“Not at the moment.”
Joey withdrew the toy until just the tip was inside, then pushed it to its base again. She was dripping watching Tiffany’s cunt swallow the oversized dildo. She withdrew the whole toy, then poured more lube on the beaded area.
“Why’d you stop?”
Joey didn’t answer as she lined up the toy and buried the dildo again while slowly penetrating her other hole.
“Holy fuck!” Tiffany exclaimed. “Oh yes, Joey. Fuck me harder. Give me more. Please?”
Joey slid both parts in slowly until neither was visible. She pulled them out slowly and moved them back inside.
Thanks for playing!