Sapphic-baby-girl - Sapphic Expressions Of A Dirty Mind

What gay movies are: attractive, but shy guy meets attractive, but shallow guy. There's a lot of sex and it probably ends sad.

What lesbian movies are: blonde girl who is about to marry her loving fiance suddenly falls in love with the dark haired wild lesbian. There's a high chance that at least one of them dies at the end (probably the dark haired one).

What other queer movies are: ???????!? Do they even exist?

What queer movies should be: Bisexual space pirates save the universe. Genderfluid kid is the protagonist of a teen rom com. Transboy travels the world to make good music and meet interesting people. Asexual demigirl kicks ass in her secret super hero identity. Polyamorous squad goes on a fantasy adventure with dragons and quests. Not everyone is white and able-bodied and a walking stereotype. Queer ladies live. Happy Endings.

The Dance

We lay in bed under the covers, facing each other, the gentle comfort of out naked bodies wrapped in a simple loving embrace. Our lips gently kiss over and over as our hands slowly explore, nails dragging over naked skin. Goosebumps and sighs a response to the sensually simple moment of connection between our two bodies and souls.

Your thigh gently resting between mine teasing my already aroused sex with light brushes, urging me closer. Shifting ever so slightly, I feel the cool softness of your skin press against the heat of my arousal. My hips slowly start to slide and brush against you as our kisses and caresses continue separate of my growing need.

I press ever so slightly harder, feeling my arousal starting to spread over your thigh, making my tortured need grow more intense. The touch of you against my thigh adds to the pleasure of the moment as you let out a soft sigh between our kisses. Your own body matching mine.

We press closer, breast on breast, lips sliding and pulling and sucking on each other. Our fingers still explore and caress quickly warming skin. Our moans, whimpers and sighs fill the room around us, creating the music to which our dance is timed.

The intensity of the music picks up, the power behind it driving us closer to the other. Our bodies pressed tightly together, still on our sides, under the covers, the most intimate of dances between to women whose love feeds the music.

Our dance intensifies to follow the music. Our movements; fluid, eager, needy, but not rushed. We feel the warmth of our desire surround us as the music grows closer to the crescendo. I gaze into your piercing blue eyes as we dance, feeling my heart race, feeling only you and I dancing as the rest of the world falls away.

As the music fades, the heat, desire and contentment of our dance lingers, surrounding us in a comfortable warmth. We gaze into each others eyes, feeling the energy of the dance ripple over our skin, understanding the glorious moment of serenity and shared connection we shared. The powerful love between us that became the dance.

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K

Actually I learned years ago that friendship is way more important than relationships. Even in the LGBT community. Partners, lovers, etc will come and go; but friends will be there when they do.

Anytime I have a new girlfriend who comments how she doesn't like this friend or that one, I remind them that my friends come first just like my child always comes first.

It’s a shame how many people (if not most) prioritize their relationships over their friendships. Unfortunately this also happens a lot in the LGBTQ+ community.

My friends are just as important as my relationships.