The Inappropriately Personal Author Interview: No.2 – Emma Styles

Emma Styles is an intriguing person. She has spent much of the last 20 years raising a family, managing a business, being happily married and, well, exploring every single sexual desire or fantasy you could possibly imagine. The woman is some kind of untouchable Goddess (at least to us mere mortals), but luckily she has decided to give us all a gushing taste of this life in her memoir, First Tango in Paris.

It’s an intriguing book, jam-packed with sex (and food), that will leave you fascinated, horny and, let’s face it, envious. You can read my four star review of First Tango in Paris here, but first, let’s take a graceful dive into Emma’s scintillatingly sexy mind…


Emma’s favourite tipple

CD: What made you want to write a memoir about your sexual awakening?
Emma: Two reasons. Firstly I’d had bought a new Macbook Pro and while showing it off during a dinner party to a few close friends they ganged up on me and, knowing I keep comprehensive diaries of my exploits, challenged me to commit my story to paper – as it were. “Go for it!” they said. “How hard can it be?” Of course, none of us quite knew what writing a book of nearly 100,000 words entails!

Secondly, the 50 Shades phenomenon was upon the world, so out of interest I read the trilogy to see what all the fuss was about. To be honest, I found it all rather tedious and I didn’ty engage with the characters – it was all a bit Mills and Boon with the odd anal probe thrown in to the mix. I wanted to present a truthful, factual account, where the people exist, the places exist and it’s happening right now. Never once have I encountered people with fairytale names like Gideon/Ayden/Anastasia etc, so I set out to let my readers experience real people in the real world.

CD: How have friends reacted to your story?
Emma: Everyone has been very supportive and many helped fill in a few bits that I’d either not been present at or had had one too many J.D’s to recall the following day – although thankfully that was rare. A 74-year-old aunt of a friend of ours read it and it put a healthy glow into her cheeks!

CD: You write a lot about your experiences in the sex clubs in Paris. Can you remember how you felt the first time you visited one of these clubs?
Emma: Excited, nervous, inquisitive and very, very horny.

CD: The book is crammed with incredible sexual encounters – groups, BDSM, sex with strangers – but come on, be brave, if you had to pick one to keep forever, which one would it be?
Emma: My pick would actually be in my next book and involves a cast of thousands on my 40th birthday. It was awesome beyond belief. But from the current book, if I had to pick one memorable night, it would be with the French Firefighters of the River Seine.

CD: Are you writing under your real name? If so, did you ever think about using a pseudonym?
Emma: No, it’s my real name. I wanted a fully accurate account and to use a pen name would have been hypocritical.

CD: You and your husband obviously have an open, relaxed marriage that clearly involves incredible trust and an enduring love… but given all your adventures both together and alone, do you still enjoy a quickie on the sofa at home, or a late night fumble in bed?
Emma: God yes, but it’s usually a bit more adventurous than the sofa. In fact, we did have a great little ‘quickie’, as you put it,  in a changing room in Harvey Nichols recently – we were even seen by a young female shop assistant!

CD: You’re wonderfully open to new experiences, but have you ever had to draw the line with a sexual partner?
TangoMaskCoverPUB#1Emma: Yes, but luckily only once and that was at a party Berlin. A midget wanted me to back to his hotel and pee on him and kick him around his room. Not my thing – but amusing looking back. He even offered me money, but again that’s not my thing. But hey – each to their own.

CD: Based on looks, which celebrity would be your perfect male sexual partner? How about your perfect female partner?
Emma: Any good looking man who is funny, charming, elegant, cultured.. and isn’t called Christian/Tarquin etc. The female celebrity actually happened in 2009 in London, but no names – you’ll have to guess when you read the second part of my memoirs. The only clue is that she’s from the land down under and has an amazing figure…

CD: Tell us about the follow-up to First Tango in Paris.
Emma: Having had a quick look at my diaries, there’s a lot to write. But as with the first part, it will be crammed with explicit, sexual shenanigans that are, of course, 100% true. Oh, and there will be an interesting chapter concerning a long haul flight with the world’s favourite airline… You gotta love the new Airbus A380 and its crew!

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E-Book Review 11: Emma Styles – First Tango in Paris

E-Book Review 11: Emma Styles – First Tango in Paris

Sum it up, Sex Junkie: A sex memoir. Husband and wife have their eyes opened by Paris sex clubs. A decade of delicious debauchery ensues.

Review it, Hot Stuff: This is the second sex memoir I’ve read after the fabulous effort by Girl on the Net, and while it doesn’t quite reach the bar set by that book of banging, there’s plenty to enjoy here.TangoMaskCoverPUB#1

It’s the story of a decade of sexual discovery by the author, Emma Styles. At the very start of the book she is a fairly innocent wife and mother, but very quickly she and her husband find their lives transformed by a trip to the sex shops and elegant sex clubs of Paris. Emma quickly morphs into a kind of hedonistic sex goddess, willing to try anything once – usually more than once. Her marriage opens right up as she and Paul allow each other to explore anything and anyone that takes their fancy.

It seems like a perfect arrangement and the reader gets to soak up the juicy details of Emma’s many adventures in different, fascinating clubs, mostly in Paris. She fraternises with the great and the good of France – TV stars, sports people and even a retired diplomat, who she develops a particularly close relationship with. Under his sponsorship, for want of a better word, several of her most deeply held desires are satisfied – including one memorable session with a group of heroic firefighters. She becomes a kind of teacher to a French diplomat’s hot, willing young son; she experiments with women; she attends masked balls and slave auctions (sex slave auctions, obviously, not actual slaves – that would be horrific) and has an enjoyably rough session with someone known as Henrique Le Cock. Apart from anything else, you have to admire Emma’s stamina – and her power of recall. There must be at least 30 separate stories in here and Emma remembers them all with admirable accuracy.

So, everything moves along very quickly, with plenty of scalding, unusual and frank fucking tales to keep the reader more than interested. But of course, we can’t be totally gushing in our praise. I’ve said before that I’m not a reviewer that makes a big deal out of spelling and grammar, especially when it comes to indie books. I’m much more interested in content. But the fact is that there are quite a few simple errors here – spelling mistakes, the wrong use of words – that could easily have been eliminated by an editor.

To me, any author should use exclamation marks sparingly, but far too many paragraphs in this memoir end with one – sometimes even three – of them, which unfortunately lend a slightly amateurish air to the writing. Along similar lines, Emma constantly uses needless quote marks – I noticed a similar tick with another erotic writer, Samantha Davies. Here’s a quick example from the end of the book: ‘There is certainly a lot more to divulge in my forthcoming “further exploits.” Coming Soon!’ It may seem a small point, but when it happens so often – dozens of times – it becomes distracting. Again, this is something a good editor would immediately clear out.

We do get to learn a bit about Emma’s life away from the group sex sessions – an illness in the family, her work on a fledgling internet site dealing in erotica accessories and surprisingly detailed accounts of food and meals out. Clearly, this is a woman who loves her grub as much as sex (and Jack Daniels on the rocks).

But the principle interest here is Emma’s remarkable sex life and she certainly has an enjoyably dirty, direct approach to describing these scenes. The problem with a memoir, of course, is that you are limited to the truth, and the fact is that in Emma’s world everyone is relaxed, experienced and expert, so there’s very little light and shade: apart from very early on, there’s no suspense, jeopardy or hint of danger. There’s never even any slight sense of envy between her and her husband, which might have provided some kind of intrigue.

There’s little Emma can do about that, however. She’s reporting what happened and while we might want something deeper at times, what we do have is a lot of eye-opening sex and an extraordinary woman who does, without doubt, become sexily more confident in her own prowess over the course of the book, which does make her an intoxicating presence. It’s very easy to be taken along for her filthy ride. And, of course, there’s the inevitable fantasy of attending one of these fascinating, debauched clubs under the wing of the experienced Emma herself – a night I’m sure no one would ever forget. Any chance, Emma?

Rate it, Big Boy: Four out of Five Stars.

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E-Book Review 10: Lora Leigh – Forbidden

E-Book Review 10: Lora Leigh – Forbidden

Sum it up, Sweetheart: Intense former FBI agent retreats to quiet married life, then invites intense FBI agent best friend to share his wife. In between intense sex sessions, a stalker is on the

Review it, Pudding: Mac is tightly-wound, powerful and brooding. Keiley, his young wife, is a stunning sylph with a firm mind and a talent for IT. Jethro, Mac’s former partner in the FBI, is hard-bitten and a little more… rough than Mac, but just as sexy and handsome and powerful. Mac, Jethro and Keiley were all damaged as children in one way or another – their fierce exteriors are like callouses covering their obvious need to be loved.

Back before Mac had opted to retreat to a more simple family life, running some kind of ranch, he and Jethro were members of a club where men shared their women in menages. Mac and Jethro complemented each other perfectly and together formed a fine-tuned, two-pistoned, dreamy sex machine.

As my summing up suggests, this is an intense read. Keiley’s ruminations on her married life, on Mac’s shady past, are pretty intense. Mac’s own worries about his deeper feelings, about what he really wants (he wants to share Keiley with Jethro – although he doesn’t want Jethro, so get that out of your head right now. There is absolutely no man-love here. Well, none that Jethro and Mac would admit to, anyway) are intense and brooding. Jethro’s panting presence, his obvious need to have Keiley – with or without Mac, it seems, at times – is incredibly intense (actually, almost creepy at some points). And, of course, the stalker that Jethro seeks Mac’s help to nail (in a law-enforcement way) is like an intense spectre, haunting each page of the story.

Lora Leigh winds this yarn so tight you almost want to burst. Luckily, the three lovers inevitably get their release (plenty of times), which is always to be welcomed by the reader – particularly as Leigh’s sex scenes are of an extremely high and rare quality: naughty, filthy, real, exciting and genuinely erotic (and intense). Not only does she convey beautifully the incredible pleasure experienced by Keiley, but she refuses to neglect the men. We come to understand Mac and Jethro’s urgent need to operate as a threesome and what they get both sexually and emotionally from sharing one unique woman.

Occasionally this need comes close to straying into difficult areas. Mac’s response to any fire from Keiley, particularly later on, is to smile and patronisingly offer a spanking. Jethro continually watches her and takes any opportunity to touch her. At times, this can feel like a strange kind of abuse – two burly, physical men on the prowl, unable to restrain their lust, regardless of Keiley’s desires. Luckily, she discovers that she loves DP, so we don’t worry about her too much.

The story is compelling too. Even while Leigh bravely confines most of the action to one house (and the occasional area just outside the house, up against a tractor), there’s more than enough action and intrigue to keep the reader guessing throughout. If the eventual fate of the threesome is pleasingly obvious, the MacGuffin of a plotline involving the evil stalker invites the reader to indulge in a bit of fun, amateur sleuthing.

However, sometimes I found myself begging for some light, for some humour, for some comic relief. This does arrive belatedly in the form of Victoria Staten, a stern but enjoyably dry matriarchal presence in the town where gossip threatens to engulf Keiley. But too often you can’t help thinking that these characters could do with lightening up a bit. Yes, they all had difficult childhoods and yes, the emotional scars carried around by Mac and Jethro give them a vulnerability that only makes them more desirable/adorable, but can they, at least once, relax? Poor old Mac spends the vast majority of his life tightening his jaw, narrowing his eyes or trying desperately to contain an erection that’s usually stiff enough to hammer nails. You’d say he needs to get laid, except he’s always getting laid.

If you’re a Brit of a certain age, you might recognise some of Mac and Jethro’s conversations (particularly in chapter one) as being amusingly reminiscent of those Fry & Laurie characters, Peter and John. On occasion too, I felt Leigh seemed to need to tell me everything, and that was too much.I didn’t always need to be told the exact emotion exuding from Mac’s dark, brooding eyes because I already knew – partly because Leigh had already done a good job presenting his character.

But to criticise this book too much on these grounds would be churlish, because this is a terrific erotic thriller with regular, brilliantly-realised sex scenes. If you’re a particular fan of MMF menages, you won’t find much better anywhere else.

Rate it, Hot Lips: Four out of Five Stars.

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