E-Book Review 15: Richard Ready – Sex Personals Stories 4

E-Book Review 15: Richard Ready – Sex Personals Stories 4: Mega Blowout Volume

Sum it up, Sexy Beast: A short story featuring a well hung sex machine with incredible stamina, culminating in a big orgy.

Review it, Hot Stuff: I was thinking that the way to approach this review was to start a bit of a debate abut the difference between erotica told from the male point of view and the female point of view. But that seems like an enormous subject better suited to a separate blog. So I’ll do that another time.Screen Shot 2013-12-12 at 14.48.18

I was mulling this because the stories I’ve read that we might very, very broadly term as ‘male erotica’ have been a little disappointing. For example, I found the George Pappas book, Monogamy Sucks, to be quite unsettling and rarely erotic. It wasn’t a bad read, but I felt that it regularly came uncomfortably close to misogyny. Richard’s short story didn’t leave me with those feelings, but it is a tale that highlights the difficulties of writing erotica where the ‘hero’ is a man.

I haven’t read the other stories in Richard’s series, so I don’t know the full back story to lead character Joel’s life, but he’s basically a fairly likeable, if private man, who refuses to be pinned down and who wants as much sex as he can get. Plus, he has an enormous cock and incredible staying power. And here’s my first issue: is such a man a man’s fantasy – someone a man wishes he was? Or is he a woman’s fantasy of what they want a lover to be capable of (this is a ‘straight’ story, so let’s leave aside the fantasies of gay men for now)? Or both? Or neither? Does a man want to read about another man who does things that are fairly likely to make the reader feel sexually inadequate? Are women really obsessed only with stamina and penis size?

We do know that Joel is fairly decent sort – he helps some people jump the line at a club by paying off the bouncer, for example. And he treats women well, even if his main goal is a raucous fuck. But beyond that, he is almost robotic; a man that drifts from one sexual encounter to another, always performing with rigour and vigour, never really concerned by much in life apart from his next lay. And that’s the problem here: there’s not a lot of light and shade – Joel is great in bed, he fucks a lot of women, he never falters. The man is a machine. There’s a lack of jeopardy here; it’s simply a case of who he’s going to fuck next and when.

But if the characters are broad and the story simple (Richard bows to an older woman’s plea that he dominate her, and is later involved in an impromptu orgy at a student house party with fuck buddy Cherise), the fact is that Richard can certainly write a good sex scene. His style is ferocious and to the point: this is fucking, pure and simple, so if you’re looking for a visceral, rapid, one-handed read then this may be the story for you. Personally, I prefer a bit more suspense, a bit more intrigue, a bit more subtlety.

But what this story does offer is three confidently-written, hardcore sex scenes that perhaps men in particular might dream of taking part in. The women are perhaps rather one-dimensional fantasies – the slightly pathetic older woman who’s desperate for a good seeing to; the student slut etc. There’s even a woman so turned on by watching Joel’s cocksmanship that we’re told she’s rubbing her pussy without even knowing it – that’s the kind of sexual power Joel possesses. But despite all this, Richard does conjure some enjoyably dirty images, particularly in the orgy scene.

On occasion, the writing is a little slack: two or three times, Joel briefly becomes ‘Greg’; tenses are sometimes mixed up; and we see everything through Joel’s eyes until one moment near the end when we suddenly jump into the mind of one of the women he’s having sex with, which is rather jarring.

Overall, though, this is an enjoyably filthy piece of work that would perhaps benefit from being taken in the context of the other stories in the series. From a personal point of view, I’d like Richard to develop his characters and the story a little further, which would add greater weight and intrigue to the sex – but I also accept that perhaps that’s not the point with stories like these. It’s about quick, rough gratification, and on that level, Richard certainly delivers.

Rate it, you sex maniac: Three out of Five Stars.

E-Book Review 14: Danielle Austen – The Magi’s Daughter

E-Book Review 14: Danielle Austen – The Magi’s Daughter: Book Two in The Prophecy Girl Trilogy

Sum it up, you horny bastard: Some sex-crazed magical beings have a lot of sex while coming under threat from a really evil sex-crazed magic lunatic intent on universe-domination (and doing a lot of sex).

Review it, you dirty slut: So, having admitted in my last review that I’m not a massive fan of fantasy, here I am reviewing another fantasy book straight away. I confess, I am still not a convert to the genre, but that’s not to say I didn’t enjoy this very well-written novel by Danielle Austen – in fact I loved it, mainly because she really does know how to write erotica.magi

The sex scenes in this story come, if you’ll excuse the wholly deliberate pun, very thick and very fast. There’s tons of fucking. Girl-Boy; Girl-Girl; Girl-Girl-Boy; Girl-Boy-Boy; Girl-Boy-Girl-Boy… and so on. Pretty much any combination you can think of, really, apart from an all male scene. There’s so much flagrant fornication, and it’s always so good, so varied, so well-described and so, basically, hot, that it’s a wonder Danielle has space to weave in an actual plot. Maybe that’s why she’s taking three books to tell this particular story. I don’t know – but I’m glad she is.

I haven’t read the first book, but I think this can pretty much stand alone – I didn’t really feel like I was playing catch-up, but if I was to recommend Danielle, I would suggest starting at the beginning, because I suspect it would be worthwhile.

The story focuses on a family of ‘Magi’ (broadly, magical beings) – parents Dmitri and Lindsey and stunning, white-haired daughter Cereza. It’s partly the tale of Cereza’s coming of age (covered in wonderfully graphic detail) but it’s also the story of the threat to all magi from the dastardly, murderous magician Angelito. I think that, without exception, all characters enjoy an extremely active sex-life (have I mentioned that?).

This story really belongs to Cereza, a magi with great powers who is still learning how to control them and when to use them. This mirrors her exploration into her sexuality, which starts a little awkwardly and experimentally, but soon develops into a wholly believable and intense love affair with an Italian stud. Clearly, she takes after her parents, who  enjoy entertaining couples in a private room where all kinds of filth goes on. It’s delightful.

Even Angelito, the nasty bastard, loves the act of love, even if it’s rarely particularly gentle or romantic. Danielle covers a great number of fantasies within this story – different ages, different sexes and plenty of different positions and implements, and it’s this admirable diversity that means her erotic scenes are constantly intriguing and arousing. I’ve read plenty of stories where you do feel that once you’ve read one sex scene, you’ve read them all, but Danielle is genuinely expert at keeping things fresh. I read much of this story on trains to and from work, and it was both a pleasurable and slightly awkward sensation because each day the story genuinely turned me on.

However, some element of personal taste has to come into any review, and the fact is I am still not sold on fantasy as the genre for me. I find the sudden blasts of magic and amazing power a little, well, silly. In no way do I look down on anyone who loves fantasy, by the way, this is just how I feel when reading it. For example, it seems weird to me that super-magical beings that can use telekinesis and stuff still have use for things like condoms. It’s a weird mixing of the amazing and the mundane.

I always feel that I’m slightly locked out of the fantasy world with its particular obsessions and styles and conventions. And yet, I do love great erotica, and Danielle’s erotica is undeniably great. She provokes physical evidence of that. Perhaps at times it veers slightly towards what I would think is more male fantasy than female, but I think those boundaries are blurring towards disappearance these days.

A fun novel that I think fantasy fans will adore and erotica fans will admire. If you love fantasy and erotica, I suggest you read this book. Quickly.

Rate it, you sexy bitch: Four out of Five Stars.

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