I will be honest. I have not read much of anything called “Erotica” since I was in my early 20′s. My tastes are sometimes harder than many sex writers cater to, and I usually found myself preferring the roughness of Penthouse Forum or Variations to witty erotica.
However, fast girls, edited by Rachel Kramer Bussel, is completely different.
Perhaps it is because Bussel has worked for Penthouse since 2004 that she manages to find things that suit me. Or perhaps the book agreed with me so well because I am a big old fast girl myself :)
fast girls is an anthology of stories about women that not only enjoy sex, they relish it. These are women who know exactly what they want, and are not shy about getting it. There are no reticent virgins in this crew, and wantonness is celebrated, not feared.
The story that “hit me the hardest” was “Winter/Summer” by Tristan Taormino. Now yes, I am something of a Tristan Taormino fangirl, and now that I know her in person I am more than willing to call myself her Close Personal Friend. But the combination of rough sex and tenderness in this story is something readers of this blog know is very dear to my kinky little heart.
“Winter/Summer” is the story of a woman revisiting her old college hunting grounds in Provincetown during the winter for fresh meat. Although at first pickings look slim, she soon finds herself watching a game of pool.
She captured me the moment she confidently filled the empty triangle with solid and striped balls. Such precision and perfection; she knew exactly where she wanted each ball and how close they should be to each other. I wanted her to fill me up with the same power and gentle force.
With little small talk, she soon finds herself face to face with the blonde butch of her dreams:
I saw the fearlessness in her smoky eyes, and I wanted her to take me home. I wanted her to take me. I didn’t want to have any choice. I didn’t want to have any small talk. No discussion, no negotiation, no latex, no lube. Just her inside me. Without my permission. Without my asking. Well, maybe begging. Pull me through the door and push me on the bed and get inside me where and how and when you want to. Please.
When they get ready to fuck, she finds that the butch surprises her by asking her something no other lover ever had, whether or not she likes to cry before or after she says her safe word, and if she enjoys crying when someone hits her. The narrator soon realizes that this is not just a casual fuck, and that she is in serious trouble. And she could not be happier.
“Winter/Summer” is simply the hottest, most touching piece of erotica I have read in years. I have such specific tastes in sex and love that to find them written on the page by one of my heroines was an absolutely amazing experience.
Be sure to pick up fast girls yourself, and perhaps you too can find yourself among these wanton women.
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