Oh yeah. You read that right. Erotica. Hey, I mention it in my policy that I'll have one of these every once in a while. But like catching Britney Spears acting civilized, the sighting is rare.I am really out of my comfort zone with this one. Why did I select it for review? Because they were re-i...
One of the most prolific writers of erotica today, Alison Tyler breaks new boundaries with her steamy, thought-provoking collection of sexual adventuring. Tyler has gathered the most popular—and often most taboo—fantasies of both women and men, creating a no-holds barred array of explicit stories...
Eleanor Romano, researcher and art historian, is known for being thoughtful and cautious. She rarely takes risks, choosing instead to live vicariously through her best friend Nora's sexual exploits. It's difficult to be spontaneous when you're constantly fact-checking, always questioning yourself...
New job. New men. New sensation of having my fantasies slowly come true. Or maybe not all that slowly … Pleasure was difficult to get used to at first. I’d grown accustomed to having Byron angry with me most of the time. Of having to constantly regain those points I was forever losing. When I was...
A debate is a game. There is always a winner and a loser. This is why I don’t debate. Sonia sees things differently. She never loses. “What’s up?” My roommate slammed into my bedroom so hard that the door hit the wall. Another ding in the plaster. I...
A big blond stands on his hands, balanced and unmoving. Another dangles from rings. A third is leaning over a polished leather horse. Hadley McCarthy watches the men as she moves past them—imagining that they have been put there for her pleasure, fantasizing that they will never move. Hold still....
“When will you have an opportunity like this again?” “I can’t even afford a fucking taxi to the airport!” I never thought I’d allow myself to fail in such a spectacular manner. At 34, I was below rock bottom. I’d hit silt. Unless a fairy godmother suddenly arrived in a flu...
The purr of its engine died away. Tatters of newspaper hopped and skidded under the glare of a single sputtering streetlamp. I nervously raised an eyebrow. “Where’s the club?” “At the end of the block. Most people park around the corner on Folsom.” The “club” was the City’s reigning BDSM establis...
There is no confusion about schedules or lifestyles. Right from the rim shot, your world is thrown off beat. I didn’t go in with my eyes closed. (Sure, I’m blindfolded at this moment, but my eyes were open from the start.) After all, I’d met Sean at a concert. I knew his nights were spent playing...
I know Alex’s expression—hard, closed—as he stubbed out his cigarette with trembling fingers. I know the pain in my wrists from pulling on the cuffs and the slick wetness between my legs. If I tried, I think I could write pages about one single breath. Lose myself in the t...
was how my favorite Uncle Irving was known during his long and illustrious career. He was world famous and worked with all the great old-time dance bands. Not really my uncle, he was my father’s best friend. Now he is over eighty, and I’m the only family he’s got. For the past few years he has be...