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Posted:Jan 12, 2012 11:54 am
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about me: I know that this is a "sex" site, but I am not really looking for new partners right now. New friends are always good. I have discovered that I like having adventures, and I like having people to share those adventures with. So I started blogging my fun.
steamy adventures: I am a little bit of an exhibitionist I guess because when I do naughty things, I like sharing them with you. I hope to be adding to this list soon. If you like my adventures, please comment on them and let me know.
When I think about you I touch myself
A Streetcar named Desire part 2 of my trolley confessions
contact me: I don't pay attention to flirts and hotlists. If you want me to respond to an email from you, please say something interesting and witty, not just "Want to chat?" The best way to reach me, especially for standard members, is to leave me a message here. 
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Where my head is today:
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Posted:Mar 4, 2013 11:07 am
Last Updated:Sep 8, 2013 3:44 pm
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My mind is wandering to such pleasant thoughts. I love the way you hold my hands behind my back and kiss my neck.
And that's where my head is today.
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home sweet home and a computer question
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Posted:Jan 22, 2013 9:48 am
Last Updated:Jan 23, 2013 5:42 pm
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Ahhhhhhh Home Sweet Home. I love to travel but I love that feeling of settling back into my own bed after being away for a week or two.
Now it's time for the new semester. UGH. After struggling all last semester with a class that required using MS Office software, including Access that isn't made for a Mac, I've discovered that I have another class that I'll need MS Access for all semester. I've finally decided that I have to buy a PC. Just a cheap laptop. It doesn't have to be fast or fancy. This is all I'll use it for. I see a bunch in the $300 range but I have no clue which brands to avoid. Any brands better than others? Any brands to avoid? All input is welcome.
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Posted:Jan 10, 2013 10:42 am
Last Updated:Feb 3, 2013 10:29 pm
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Ever have someone say something to you that really makes you think?
This morning someone said to me in an email, "A person should have more respect for his/her self than to share their body with any random stranger."
We had been discussing the fact that the majority of men here want no strings attached sex. I had said, that's fine if that's what they want but I'm not looking for that right now. And he replied, " A person should have more respect for his/her self than to share their body with any random stranger."
That made me think.....
Does it really show a lack of self-respect when you have no-strings-attached sex? (For the record, I never said anything about random strangers, just no strings attached. He made that leap.)
If I meet up with a random stranger, is it because I don't respect myself? I don't think so. I think it's because I respect some need deep inside of myself, some need this person on the other end of my conversation is not familiar with. If I put myself in danger to do this, then yeah, maybe I am not showing self-respect. But if I have relatively safe sex with a "random stranger" why does it half to be about my lack of self-respect? Why can't it be about my sexual needs and desires?
But it also makes me wonder where that line is. If sex with a random stranger is about lack of self-respect, does taking that person to dinner a few times before sleeping with them show that you respect yourself? Or even your partner? If you still don't love them, maybe not even particularly like them, how is "dating" first showing self-respect.
Personally, if I was going to say that people who have no strings attached sex show a lack of self-respect, I would say that anyone who has sex outside of a loving long-term committed relationship are also showing lack of self-respect. And if I felt that way, I wouldn't be looking for a loving long-term relationship on an adult dating site. Good grief.
I understand that sometimes we do risky things because we don't care enough about ourselves to take care of ourselves. But that's not what this is about for me. I *could* have no strings attached sex with some safety precautions. How is that showing a lack of self-respect?
OK, enough of that rant.
Just let me leave with one last thought. If you are judging people who want NSA sex like they are showing a lack of self-respect and that you are somehow better, ask yourself this...... have you ever had sex with a woman who wasn't in a committed long-term loving relationship with you without asking her sexual history, without seeing current HIV and hep test results, and without using a condom? If so, that is RISKY behavior. And risky behavior shows a lack of self-respect...... whether you bought the girl dinner first or not. Just sayin'..........
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my mouth
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Posted:Jan 8, 2013 1:02 pm
Last Updated:Sep 8, 2013 3:44 pm
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I kissed my way down his chest letting my lips barely brush against his skin. I could feel the tension building... his muscles rippling under my touch. Kissing my way down his stomach, I could feel the heat.
He was about half hard already by the time I parted my lips and wrapped them around the head of his cock. I could taste that first drop of pre-cum. I moaned softly as I opened my mouth and took him deeper. I could get the entire length in my mouth, feeling the head bump the back of my throat, but I could tell it was because he wasn't very hard. With each stroke of my tongue I could feel him getting harder and knew I would never get all of his length in my mouth. But still I wanted it. Wanted every last inch in my mouth.
Then I felt his hands go to my head. Tentatively resting on my head at first then twisting in my hair, pulling me to him harder. I opened my mouth and felt his hard cock hit the back of my throat. His grip tightened on my head and I relaxed, surrendering to his control. Slowly up and down he guided my head, feeding his cock into my mouth then pulling me away from it over and over. Then faster and deeper with each thrust. He was fucking my mouth, only he was laying back on the bed completely motionless and moving my mouth up and down on his hard cock at the speed that pleased him. And I surrendered to him, letting him use my mouth, resisting the urge to suck and lick him deeper and faster.
I was straddled his leg, rubbing my wet pussy against his leg all the time that he was pulling me down on his cock over and over. I was so close to cumming that I could feel my orgasm builidng. I didn't want to cum. I wanted to focus on his cock.
Then I tasted him. He was absolutely silent so I didn't know he was cumming till I tasted his hot sticky cum on my tongue. I pushed myself forward, taking him as deep in my mouth as I could, feeling the hot gush across the back of my throat, tasting the wonderful salty sweetness down my throat. I wished I had pulled back and let him shoot just across my tongue so I could hold it in my mouth and savor it. So I could smear it across my lips. Finally he let go of my head and I dipped to lick off the one drop I had missed from his leg then rested my head on his stomach and listened to his breathing, steady and deep. Delicious. And I couldn't wait to get him hard and deep inside of me as soon as possible.
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Happy New Year!!!
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Posted:Dec 31, 2012 10:51 pm
Last Updated:Jan 9, 2013 9:29 pm
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I hope everyone has a wonderful New Year! May 2013 be the best ever filled with lots of GREAT sex!
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Posted:Dec 12, 2012 11:20 pm
Last Updated:Jan 8, 2013 4:59 pm
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It's the middle of the night, and I can't sleep.
I keep thinking...... If you were sleeping next to me, I could reach over and slip my hand between your legs. I want to feel you get hard in my hand. Or in my mouth. And once you were really hard, I could slide over on top of you. I am ready to feel you inside of me. As deep inside of me as you can go.
I am ready to feel your hands on my body.
I want to feel your mouth on my body.
Soon. Very soon.
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Happy Kiss a Veteran Day!
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Posted:Nov 12, 2012 5:05 pm
Last Updated:Apr 25, 2024 5:28 am
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Today we should all stop and say thanks to one of the many who protect our freedom.
Veterans Day seemed like a good opportunity to give my favorite soldier a big kiss. (Opportunity, excuse...... same difference, right?)
Only, "kiss" isn't exactly the right word for what happened.
I've discovered just how much I really like being on my knees in front of a man who really appreciates my skills. I get a little thrill from unbuttoning that seemingly endless row of buttons on a pair of BDU's, especially when those buttons are bulging under the strain of a nice big thick throbbing erection. I love looking up and seeing that look of pleasure on his face while I lick up and down his hard cock with the tip of my tongue. I love feeling his fingers tangled in my hair pulling me down, holding me there so I can feel the head of his hard cock against the back of my throat, making me gag, making me open my throat to take him. I love tasting him, knowing that I've accomplished my goal.
So tonight with bruised lips and bruised knees I am proud to say thank you to my favorite soldier.
Did any of our soldiers, sailors, airmen, and marines get a nice "Thank you for Serving" today? I hope so. We depend on you. We appreciate you. We thank you.
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worth the wait
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Posted:Nov 11, 2012 12:50 pm
Last Updated:Nov 27, 2012 6:21 pm
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I closed my eyes and tilted my head, leaving my neck exposed as his lips grazed across my cheek. I could feel his warm breath on my neck as his lips found my ear lobe. Just a tug, maybe even a little nibble on my ear sent little shivers of pleasure through my entire body.
"Finally," he whispered against my skin.
"Are you sure?" I replied, almost regretting the words before they escaped my lips. I didn't want him to change his mind. That was the last thing I wanted.
He caressed my cheek with the back of his hand. I could feel him watching me but I didn't open my eyes. I was afraid I would see doubt in his eyes if I looked.
"No doubts," he answered, his lips finding mine in a soft kiss.
He broke the kiss and pulled away. I didn't want to open my eyes. I really didn't. But when he pulled away he stopped kissing me, I opened my eyes to see why.
And there he was, looking at me, waiting for me to look back at him, smiling that little smile that always melts me.
"Don't overthink this."
I smiled back. I knew he was right.
He took my face between his hands and pulled me towards him till our lips were touching, just barley brushing. "Tonight you are mine," he whispered. I could feel the warmth of his breath against my lips, the flutter of his lips against mine. His fingers twisted in my hair, holding me just a fraction of an inch from his face. A mischievous grin played across his lips as he brushed them against mine again. "All mine," he said, kissing me again, this time a little harder.
I leaned into his kiss, reveling in the sensation of his soft warm lips against mine. He gently sucked my bottom lip between his, and I felt my heart skip a beat. I was pretty sure I could kiss him forever.
I felt his fingertips drag lightly across my skin, sliding down my back, resting at my waist. He tightened his grip on my hips and pulled me to him hard. I could feel his erection pressing against me as he kissed me harder, more urgently, taking my breath away.
I was ready for him to undress me. I wanted to feel his naked body pressed against mine. But he continued to kiss me. Just kiss me. His lips felt like heaven against mine. His tongue lightly flicked against my lips. I parted my lips, silently inviting him in. I felt his hand slide around my waist as he pulled me closer. I slipped my hands under his shirt, rubbing my palms up his stomach and across his chest. I loved the feeling of his warm skin under my hands. My hands moved back down his stomach, and I found the top button on his pants. Instantly, his hands went to mine, stopping me.
"Not yet," he said.
I moaned in frustration. "I'm ready," I whispered.
He laughed. "You've been ready for weeks."
He guided me back on the bed. then lowered his body on top of mine. His lips pressed against mine, and he kissed me again, only this time much harder. His tongue was in my mouth dancing with mine. He ran his hands along my arms in one slow movement till his fingers caught my wrists and pulled them over my head. Between his body pressing against mine and his mouth devouring my mouth with his kisses, I could barely breathe. But I didn't need to breathe. I just needed him to keep kissing me.
Instinctively, I parted my legs and wrapped them around his waist. I arched my back and pressed myself against him. I could feel his erection through our clothes. I began rocking against him while he kissed me.
"You are an impatient girl," he said with a slight laugh. He was right. I was ready. I needed him inside of me.
He pulled away from me just enough that I couldn't continue rubbing myself against his hard cock and began unbuttoning my shirt. His lips went to the spot of skin revealed with each released button leaving a trail of light kisses down my chest and stomach. "Tonight, I plan to kiss every inch of your body," he whispered savoring each kiss. As he reached my belly button, he sat back on the bed between my knees and removed my skirt. A soft throaty moan escaped his lips as he looked down at me wearing only a pair of black panties and my shirt unbuttoned hanging off my shoulders. He leaned down and pressed his lips to the crotch of my panties. I could feel his warmth through the thin silk as he nuzzled against my aroused sex.
"Please," I begged, barely a whisper. My hands went to his head pulling him to me slightly. But he resisted. He continued just lightly brushing his lips against the silky material making me more aroused.
His lips moved across my stomach as his fingertips trailed across my thighs. I had planned to spend this evening torturing and teasing him, making him want me as much as I wanted him. But the tables had been turned. I wanted him more than I had ever wanted anything. His touch was sending little electric currents through my body as he lightly stroked my skin. I had wanted to stay in control but instead my back was arched pressing my body towards his just hoping for the slightest contact of his skin against mine while small pleading whimpers escaped my lips.
I could feel him watching me with amusement, knowing that I was putty in his hands. He knew that I would do anything he wanted just to have him inside of me.
I couldn't stand it any longer. My fingers went back to the buttons on his pants, only this time he didn't stop me. I felt the flutter of anticipation in my stomach as I fumbled with the buttons. His pants hit the floor followed quickly by his shirt and my shirt. After months of flirting and teasing and making out like teenagers in his car during stolen moments alone, it was going to finally happen. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of my panties and slid them down my legs. Then there we were, naked, ready. I knew there was no stopping. This was going to happen. And I was ready.
He slid into bed beside me, taking my face between his hands and kissing me softly once again.
"Finally," he whispered again.
"It's about time!" I laughed softly.
From that point, my brain was a swirling tornado of sensations. I felt his naked body pressed to mine, so warm, so hard. I spread my legs for him, wanting him inside of me. I wrapped my legs around him, my ankles crossed at his back, giving him full access. He dipped his mouth to my nipples licking one, then the other, causing me to squirm beneath him. His erection was pressed against my thigh as he licked my nipples making me painfully aware of just how big and hard he was. For months we had been stealing away, making out, touching and teasing but never actually having sex. Ever since that first time I had slipped my hand between his legs and felt his hard throbbing cock, I had known that I wanted him inside of me. Every time I had unbuttoned his pants and wrapped my fingers around it, I had been thinking about sliding it inside of my wet pussy. Every time I had slipped the head between my lips and licked the length of his shaft up and down with the tip of my tongue I had felt a little giddy with anticipation knowing just how good it was going to feel inside of me.
And now I was naked in bed with him, his throbbing cock pressed to my thigh just inches from my wet pussy.
"Please," I begged as he released my nipple from his lips and slid back up to me, nose to nose looking into my eyes. It was just a breathless whisper, barely more than a whimper. I couldn't stand the anticipation any longer. "I need you."
He smiled down at me and shifted. The head of his cock was pressed against my wet slit. My eyes fluttered closed, waiting, needing. I was holding my breath.
"No, Baby, open your eyes. Look at me."
So I did. I forced my eyes open and looked into his. A slightly evil smile played across his lips. He was obviously enjoying this, knowing that the waiting was killing me. He pushed the head of his cock just barely inside of me and rocked back and forth slightly. He brushed his lips lightly across mine, still smiling. And I knew that no matter what else happened, good or bad, this was the moment that I would always remember.
In one smooth motion he pushed as hard and deep inside of me as he could go. My mouth fell open and I cried out slightly from the waves of pleasure that rolled through me as his hard cock slid inside of me and from the slight spike of pain as it hit as deep inside of me as it could go. I fought to keep my eyes open, locked to his as he held it deep inside of me, pressing me to the bed with the weight of his body.
"Is that what you wanted?" he growled at me in a voice that told me that I was about to get exactly what I had been wanting.
He took hold of both of my wrists and brought them over my head, wrapping the fingers of one hand around both wrists holding them there. His face was just inches above mine. His body was pressed hard against mine. I could feel the heat radiating from his body.
He pulled back and thrust into me again, harder this time, not pausing to hold it there but pulling back to thrust deep inside of me yet again, over and over.
"Is it?" he asked again. His mouth fell to my shoulder. His teeth grazed my sensitive skin as he rocked into me hard and deep.
"Yes," I cried out. "Oh God YES!"
My eyes closed. Ripples of pleasure started in my groin and grew into waves rolling through my body, pulling me under. I wanted to wait, to make it last forever, but there was no stopping. He was pushing into me with a steady hard rhythm and I was thrusting back against him with every stroke, trapping my clit so his pelvis slammed into it with every thrust. He had me. He knew he had me, and he was driving me home with the steady pounding of his cock into my wet pussy. The waves of sensations rolling over my body melted into a swirling vortex of pleasure. I stopped trying to hold back and just let it take me. I could hear his breath grow ragged in my ear, animalistic grunts of pleasure escaping his lips, and I knew that he was right there with me. Knowing that he was as close as I was pushed me over that edge. I exploded around him, convulsing in spasms of pleasure, pulling him under with me.
After the explosion, gently drifting back down, tangled in the sheets with his arms wrapped around me, I remember thinking that this had definitely been worth the wait. I pressed my face against his chest. He planted a small kiss on top of my head. He whispered, his voice muffled from having his face nuzzled in my hair, "Sleep now. You're going to need some rest for what I am going to do to you next."
I smiled, too content to even respond and let myself be rocked to sleep by his slow steady breathing while wrapped in his arms.
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Show me your pussy?
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Posted:Mar 30, 2012 11:59 am
Last Updated:Mar 25, 2013 10:42 am
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How do you feel about the word pussy?
I've been writing an erotic novel lately and I'm conflicted about the use of the word pussy. Some people think it's too crass and low-class. But it *is* erotica.
I just finished reading the trilogy 50 Shades of Gray. I don't believe that the word "pussy" was used a single time in any of the three books. I'm sure that she was trying to keep it classy or something, but the words she used instead were a bit off. Several times she refers to it as her "sex". I'm ok with that but it gets kind of weird calling it that EVERY time. But more often she refers to it as "down there." Seriously DOWN THERE. "He touched me..... down there. We aren't 12. That's just weird.
A few reviewers said she should have just said vagina but that doesn't always work for me. First of all, that sounds kind of cold and clinical and not sexy. But second, vagina doesn't always encompass the entire area that I am referring to. The vagina is the internal part. So many people will use the word vagina to refer to all of the "down there" parts, including the vulva. If he put his hand between her legs but didn't insert his fingers, he wasn't touching her vagina. He was touching her vulva. And that just doesn't sound sexy.
I was going to try to write the entire novel without using the word pussy, but it just isn't working for me. If I was in bed with my lover begging him to touch me "down there", I'd use the word pussy. So I think I'll use it.
Are you going to refuse to read my novel because I use the word pussy?
Will you give me bad reviews because I use such crass language?
How about the word cunt? I know, that's a whole new can of worms........
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Posted:Mar 28, 2012 3:07 pm
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2012 4:43 pm
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I've just decided that I hate blogs that have multiple stickies on top. I hate going to read a new post on one of the blogs that I watch and having to scroll down..... and down and down..... to find the new one.
One on top isn't so bad but I'm starting to find the multiples annoying.
I think I'll go remove mine.
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home again
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Posted:Mar 26, 2012 7:36 am
Last Updated:Sep 8, 2013 3:45 pm
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After 3 weeks in my country home getting it ready to sell (keep your fingers crossed for me), I am back in my "city" house. It always takes me a little time to settle back into a routine when I return.
Today the weather is gorgeous, mid 80's and sunny. It's really a little warm for March but I am going to enjoy it before the oppressive heat of summer settles in. I think I'll walk down to the bakery for a cookie. It's a 2 mile round trip walk so I never feel guilty about eating a cookie when I have to walk that far to get it.
Then maybe I'll get my garden started. I have lots of lettuce planted and a few onions. I should really get some tomatoes in the ground now. And maybe some sunflowers out front just to brighten up the place a bit.
Tomorrow I have to start back working pretty seriously. After taking 3 weeks off, I need to get busy. Right now I dread it a little but I am sure I'll enjoy it after I get back in the swing of things. But today I am going to enjoy spring! I'll take a walk, dig in the dirt, and enjoy this gorgeous weather!
I hope you get out and enjoy the spring weather too.
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50 shades of grey! (book review)
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Posted:Mar 25, 2012 10:01 pm
Last Updated:Apr 3, 2012 7:31 am
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By now you have probably heard the buzz about the erotic novel that is sweeping the nation. 50 Shades of Grey. Have you read it yet? I spent the last 3 weeks without internet or cable so I read several books and this one (actually the first 2 books of the trilogy) were on my list. If you haven't read it yet, save your money.
I bought this book just because it made it to the top of the besteseller list and is an erotic novel, a bdsm novel even. I figured it would at least be hot. I was wrong.
My first problem with this book is that the plot is weak. If you use the plot through all three books, it would make one book (although not a great one). Repetitive sex scenes are used to drag this out into 3 books, thus three times the profit. I feel ripped off because of that. The first two books combined only cover 5 weeks.
The basic story is classic romance novel with a weird bdsm twist that just doesn't work. 21 year old virgin is heavily pursued by an amazingly hot 27 year old billionaire. She isn't interested in his money. Actually she finds it annoying that he buys her gifts. He pursues her relentlessly and she has to give in, even though she has no interest in bdsm and he is only interested in bdsm. It doesn't have any of the wonderful bdsm seduction of classics like 9 1/2 weeks where the relatively innocent girl is seduced by the dominant man and realizes she wants it. This is a rather cold sterile story of a girl being presented with a bdsm contract by a man she barely knows and still getting involved with him even though she didn't even know bdsm existed before that moment. Not very believable.
The writing and editing are weak. This book is full of annoying repetitive phrases. Holy crap.... over and over. Then there is a lame repetitive dialogue with her inner goddess. That got old fast. And of course, there is constant talk about hot and gorgeous Christian is. It seems like about once per page she marvels at how hot he is. I can't believe that a major publishing house released this without a MAJOR edit.
I can't really figure out how this is being described as an erotic novel. There *is* a lot of sex in it. However, it's not really erotic. The sex descriptions are full of bad romance novel euphemisms. When she has an orgams she "explodes around him in a million pieces." And he touches her "down there". Yes, seriously, the books says "down there." And even if you can get over the weak euphemisms, the descriptions are kind of cold and clinical. He touches her, she touches him..... but there doesn't seem to be much real emotion.
Christian has crazy mood swings. He is angry, possessive, jealous.... even stalks her. That's romantic? I don't care that this started as fan fiction but it actually would make more sense if he was still a vampire instead of an emotionally damaged billionaire.
And my last complaint is about the bdsm aspect of the book. BDSM in an erotic book can be hot. But this isn't hot. He didn't seduce her and make her want to submit. Instead, he first presented her with a lengthy contract. This screams that the author did some internet research on bdsm but never really experienced it herself. She threw in all the keywords: safe, sane, and consensual, safeword, hard limits, etc. But in the real world of bdsm, people talk and communicate and get to know each other. Yeah, I know that in internet chat rooms they send each other a questionnaire to fill out and negotiate that contract. I suspect she did some internet research on bdsm so she could replace the main character being a vampire with being a Dom. But you really shouldn't write what you don't have a clue about in reality. A good dominant man makes my knees weak, but Christian just made me want to drive him to his therapist to work out his mommy issues.
Some of the sex is pretty hot. Unfortunately, it gets pretty repetitive. By the middle of the 2nd book I was skimming the sex scenes and hoping to get a little more meat of the plot. I haven't managed to finish the 3rd book yet.
If you really want to read a hot bdsm erotic novel, I would really recommend Anne Rice's Beauty series. Or maybe Exit to Eden. But skip this book.
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