Romantic Geographies: Two Femmes Kissing on a Futon | Autostraddle

This is Romantic Geographies. This present year, a couple of our very own editors, Xoai Pham and Vanessa Friedman, are members of a novel labeled as

Gender and Solitary Lady

. We got that opportunity to ask our readers and members to deliver within juiciest sexcapades, and record by themselves reading all of them. KaeLyn’s basic experience with another femme ended up being every little thing one could wish it might be.

It was my personal very first time with a lady and my very first time with a man femme also it had been hot and gentle and earnest and smooth, smooth, soft.

Jen’s dream was to be a zoologist. A friend of a buddy, I found myself residing at her home for school springtime split. She ended up being single and lately out as bi. I had merely broken up using my boyfriend–hence getting invited to and acknowledging my buddies’ invite to a weeklong day at a stranger’s apartment in a random town.

Jen was actually a freckle-faced femme with straight reddish tresses that she used in a bob. She was sarcastic and self-deprecating making everybody else around her laugh. It had been 2003 therefore we both suffered from internalized femmephobia and considered that butches happened to be all of our best suits, but on first night we met, we ended up drunkenly creating on the empty dance flooring of a vacant gay club. We turned into an electric femme group even as we hopped from bar to midwestern club, flirting with butches, with bartenders, often with cishet males free of charge beverages, honestly generally having fun with each other.

Several days after our drunken makeout treatment (which we might laughed about–how absurd!), we had been out at another bar–Jen, all of our shared pal, and me personally. The common friend ditched united states because of their ex that evening, therefore Jen and I drove by yourself back once again to her apartment, in her own pickup, yelling along to Letter to Cleo’s address of “i really want you to need me personally” with the house windows rolled down. A little concerned with all of our friend obtaining right back safely, we create camp on her behalf futon and activated

Maid in New york

. We had been seated threesome near me just how I familiar with sit using my girl pals at adolescent sleepovers, legs folded sideways, legs smooshed together, arms switched towards both, bending into one another even as we chuckled also loudly.

I could feel the woman body tentatively relaxing into me and that I could smell her hot vanilla extract glucose lotion from bathtub and Body Performs causing all of a sudden my lipsticked mouth were kissing hers. After which Jen had been dropping backwards onto her futon and that I was propped on my side next to the lady, sweeping the woman locks off the woman vision as I slipped my language into her lips and my hand into her cutoff jean shorts. She pulled the woman white baby-doll tee over the woman head and I also rolled right in addition to this lady. I placed my personal mouth on her behalf neck, her tits, the woman tummy, and paused, breathed the woman inside. “Yeah?” I asked their as I appeared upwards at the girl, my personal on the job her spread upper thighs and my words hanging near the woman zipper. “Mmmhmm,” she responded, then shyly looked away. Every thing about this lady was actually delicate, yet not vulnerable, so that as she rocked hard to my fingers and my personal face, I attempted my best to allow it to be appear that I happened to be positive in what I was undertaking.

In reality, I happened to be totally bogged down and turned on–by all this lady, the woman scent, her salt-water style, the woman breathy sighs and small rumbly moans, the woman groups of freckles every where, this lady vanilla-scented epidermis, her purple fingernails softly scraping my personal neck. It was my very first time with a woman and my first time with a fellow femme and it also was actually hot and mild and earnest and soft, soft, smooth. Every one of these many years later on, knowing that it wasn’t my personal finest performance and it is most likely my personal tamest sexual experience undoubtedly, and therefore Jen and that I haven’t spoken in very nearly 2 decades and I have, frankly, forgotten about her entire final title, I however think of this lady sometimes. I think about that minute of nice, giggly, yummy fumbling between two 20-something infant bisexual femmes, prowling collectively for butch babes and finding one another rather. I do believe about her red-colored tresses and her red lip area. I wonder if she ever turned into a zoologist.

KaeLyn

is actually a 39-year-old (femme)nist activist, word nerd, and queer mama. You’ll generally discover the woman binge-watching television, standing up somewhere with a mic or an indicator within her hand, over-caffeinating by herself, or simply just generally speaking undertaking way too many things at the same time. She stays in Rochester, NY together wife, a
baby T. rex
, a xenophobic pet, and a rascally rabbit. You can
purchase
her debut book,

Women Resist! A Guide to Activism, management, and beginning a Revolution

if you’d like to, if you feel enjoy it, in the event that’s something which interests you or whatever.

KaeLyn provides written 230 articles for us.