Oh my . . . what a gloriously hot read! Rush may not consider himself to be a cross-dresser, but he definitely knows how to put together and outfit anOh my . . . what a gloriously hot read! Rush may not consider himself to be a cross-dresser, but he definitely knows how to put together and outfit and present himself as convincingly female. The thrill of passing comes across wonderfully, emphasized by his uncertainty and fear of being exposed. There's a definite danger in allowing himself to be led down to the basement with three hunky guys, but you absolutely cannot blame him for giving in to the temptation. I know I would!
It's the revelation of Kadin's intentions, however, that push this read over the top. I so wanted to be there in Rush's place, bent backwards over a couch, with a man at either end - one of who believes he is taking oral advantage of a hot sorority girl, and the other of whom knows he's taking anal advantage of a cute boy who dare not resist. Kadin takes him hard and fast, but clearly know as much about what he's doing as he does about Rush's secret. When our first-time cross-dresser experiences his first no-touch orgasm . . . wow!
I���m not sure there���s any such thing as the perfect erotic novel, but Sara Desmarais comes damn close with A Change in Our Marriage. I can���t sayI���m not sure there���s any such thing as the perfect erotic novel, but Sara Desmarais comes damn close with A Change in Our Marriage. I can���t say enough good things about this read ��� it aroused me, amused me, intrigued me, and delighted me with every virtual turn of the page. It���s clear that a great deal of thought went into this book, both in terms of plot and theme, which is a level of professionalism we see all too rarely in electronic publishing.
Nearly all of my favourite fetishes are explored here: cuckolding, forced feminization, female domination, humiliation, mind control, pegging, cum-eating, and forced bisexuality. What makes it all work so well is the way in which Sara so careful develops the psychological coercion, alongside the physical domination.
Right from the start, Sara manipulates John into heading down the path she has chosen for their relationship. He thinks she���s stumbled onto his cuckolding fetish, and is so wracked by guilt that he���ll do anything to appease her rage. When we discover that it���s actually Sara who secretly turned him onto the fetish, carefully setting him up so that she can pursue her own twisted fetish . . . well, let���s just say my mind wasn���t the only thing that was blown.
Sara is in complete control every step of the way, but succeeds in breaking John���s spirit by granting him the illusion of control. Time and time again she leads him down the path of temptation, putting ideas into his head, and then teasing him to the edge of arousal, before suddenly turning the tables and forcing him to make a decision. She gives him the chance to either take things further, or to back out entirely, but always does so in such a way that there���s really no choice but to go forward. Sara gets inside his head, using the threat of post-arousal humiliations to make him readily accept them while still aroused and open to enjoying them.
For me, the turning point in the novel came rather late, with a bit of enforced role playing. Sara turns her bedroom into a brothel, her hubby into a whore, and herself into the well-hung stud she���s been cuckolding him with. As Steve, she not only physically reinforces their new roles (violating Julie orally and anally with her strap-on dildo), but she talks about their relationship from the bull���s point of view, reminding John of who he is and what he���s allowed his wife to do. It���s the first time she really treats Julie as a complete woman, and the first time she forces her hubby to be completely lost in the illusion of pleasing a man.
This is a read that���s as emotionally powerful as it is exhausting. Slowly and inevitably, John (a slightly submissive hubby with a bit of a transvestite fetish) is transformed into Julie (a caged cuckold with a hormonally-induced borderline transsexual condition). The gender roles in the relationship are slowly reversed, with Sara continually reinforcing Julie���s femininity. For me, that respect was the key to the whole story ��� she never treats him as a sissy, never mocks his submissive femininity, and never treats him as if he���s gay. Instead, she nurtures the woman hidden inside him, making it entirely natural and acceptable for him to desire a man (not another man, but simply a man). There���s definitely some question as to how much of Julie���s transformation is born of her own hidden desire, and how much is the result of Sara���s careful manipulation, but eventually it all blends together.
Finally, what puts the book over the top is the fact that Sara and John/Julie never lose their love for one another. Rather than looking to escape the relationship or destroy her husband, Sara is looking to adjust their relationship so that it can accommodate her sexual needs. Not just an arousing, amusing, intriguing, and delightful read, but a respectful and empowering one as well....more
Even worse, dialogue like "Oh Julian baby, please put your come on my face and hair for me" and "Please cool down over this for me" made it read as if it were poorly translated from another language. As for the erotic elements, they were like snippets of a screenplay, with the very basic actions are detailed (he did this, and then this, and then he did this), but with no attempt at narrative flair.
With a central theme that's as controversial as it is erotic, Monika Ikon's White Collared Sissies is an absolutely fascinating read. She takes the coWith a central theme that's as controversial as it is erotic, Monika Ikon's White Collared Sissies is an absolutely fascinating read. She takes the concept of black supremacy, which has already been established and explored through interracial cuckold fantasies, and approaches it not through the sexualization of the white cuckoldress, but through the sissification of the white cuckolded male.
In a world secretly controlled by The Black Alpha Society, there is a clear hierarchy that places Black Masters & Mistresses first, sexually-awakened white female sluts second, de-gendered white sissy-slaves third, and foolishly-naieve white psudeo-males last. It is a world built on the cultural understanding that this hierarchy is entirely natural, with the focus of Monika's stories more on self-discovery and humbled acceptance than on forced feminization and sexual enslavement. Were this not such an exquisite work of erotic fantasy, the concept would be blatantly offensive but, in the context of the novel, it's not just acceptable . . . it's actually quite attractive.
The book begins with an Introduction that explains the philosophy of the Society. It's actually a remarkably well-written argument, acknowledging the protests of political correctness, and continually driving the argument back to the question happiness and contentment. What follows from there are four stories, each focused on a different couple who have come to have their lives changed by the Society in very different ways.
The first story, that of Wendy & Mina (Michael), does a nice job of easing the reader into the subject. It's a very intimate, almost romantic story of a white slut and her sissy-slave serving their black Masters alongside one another. The second story, that of Nichelle & Gina (Greg), is a far more complex exploration of life under the Society, complete with the far-reaching implications for a sissy-slave's family. Here, it's not just a white sissy-slave who falls under the spell of his black Mistress and her son, but his daughter who gleefully follows his lead in becoming a breeder for her black Masters.
The story of Claire & Ami (Andy) seems to takes a step back from that level of complexity to explore the breaking and submission of a sissy-slave. However, it takes us far beyond that initial transfer of power and identity, introducing us to a life of castration, hormone therapy, and enslavement to a black Mistress and her lesbian lover.The final story, that of Liz and Bonnie (Brad), changes the game on us one again, giving us our first look at the forced sissification & bimboization services of the Black Alpha Society Sissy Training Academy. While the least erotic of the four stories, this is definitely the most powerful, using the sissy's own diary entries to illustrate the evolution of an angry pseudo-male into a happy sissy-slave bimbo.
Each story has something unique to offer. The first story contains an absolutely breath-taking scene in which Wendy fits Mina and herself with matching O-rings before they sink to their knees to orally gratify their black Masters. The second has a glorious scene of public humiliation, with Nichelle inviting the family to watch as their father strips down to panties, shaved body, and painted toenails for an over-the-knee spanking.
With the other two, it's not so much a single scene that makes the story, but the overall tone. In Ami's case, it's the sissy's emotional state - terrified, nervous, naturally subservient, and guided by the mantra of 'be pleasing' - that makes the story so enticing. In Bonnie's case, it's the form of the story itself, the evolution of diary entries that start out with a terse and angry recitation of facts, slowly grow in detail and emotional content, and ultimately end in the equivalent of text messages from a hyperactive teenage girl with her first cellphone.
The brief Afterword does a nice job of wrapping everything up, tying the stories back to the central theme, and suggesting just how widespread the reach of the Black Alpha Society is. Easily one of the most erotic collections I have read in a long time, I'm delighted to say Monika successfully manages to maintain the theme and the tone of the collection throughout, never losing sight of the mental, emotional, and physical implications of her story. Like I said, it's a theme of racial superiority that should be blatantly offensive, but it's packaged and presented to wonderfully, you really do come away from the collection happy for the sissies already under the Society's care . . . and at least a bit curious as to how you might come to the Society's attention yourself....more
She-Male Seductions is an all-in-one collection of Blake Worthington's previously published tales of She-Male Erotica. While the stories themselves arShe-Male Seductions is an all-in-one collection of Blake Worthington's previously published tales of She-Male Erotica. While the stories themselves are too short to allow for any real character development, and while he tends to skimp on the cosmetic details that tend to matter to queer readers, I suspect his target audience of bi-curious men will quite enjoy this.
From eager mattress salesmen to just as eager deliverymen, and from the very public setting of a part to the equally public setting of an airport, the stories here manage to embrace all the cliches and do something a bit different with them. Personally, I loved the balance of Blake's surprise revelations, with half the stories seeing the shemale surprise her lover with what she is packing, and half allowing the lover to surprise the shemale with the revelation that he already knows . . . and approves.
These are very sex-positive, gender-positive stories with even a hint of romance slipped in. There's no guilt, no shame, and no embarrassment involved. Everybody (including the reader) has fun, gets off, and heads home happier for the experience....more
What a wonderfully diverse, beautifully inclusive collection Sovereign Erotics: A Collection of Two-spirit Literature is! I was fortunate enough to haWhat a wonderfully diverse, beautifully inclusive collection Sovereign Erotics: A Collection of Two-spirit Literature is! I was fortunate enough to have the chance to review an advance copy of the book, and it provided me with countless hours of both entertainment and thoughtful reflection. I had hoped to get a review posted before it hit stores, to help generate some advance buzz, but I just couldn't force myself to rush through it. There's such a wide range of authors, styles, and content here, with so many new ideas and histories, that I found myself rereading sections of it over and over again.
The book starts with a definition/discussion of the term two-spirit, which could encompass book all on its own. I won't get into semantics here, so I will just settle for the blanket explanation that this is a collection by, for, and about Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual, Transgender, Queer, and Two-Spirit members of the Native American community. There's a passage in the introduction that I realise only tells part of the story, but which I found particularly interesting:
For other Native people, terms like 'lesbian' and 'queer' are seen as part of dominant Euro-American constructions of sexuality that have little to do with the more complicated gender systems in many Native traditions.
What follows is, as I said, a collection of material as diverse in content and form as it is in terms of sexuality ad gender. Deborah Miranda's Coyote Takes a Trip is one of my favourite pieces, contrasting a young man's accidental and joyous discovery of his heritage on a Venice Beach bus ride with historical quotes from 18th century missionaries regarding their horrific discovery of that same heritage. Louis Emse Cruz's Birth Song for Muin, in Red is another one that struck me, particularly the repeated theme of a "young girl in boy skin."
As much as I'm drawn to the more straightforward narratives, pieces like William Raymond Taylor's Something Wants to Be Said, a poem that manages to evoke more emotion in a single page than most novels, and Qwo-Li Driskill's (Auto)biography of Mad, a back-of-the-book style subject index of his life, complete with page numbers and other references, absolutely demanded my full attention. At the same time, Dan Taulapapa McMull's wonderful poem, A Drag Queen Named Pipi, packs more wonder and beauty into its 5 syllable lines than should be possible.
Ander's Awakening, by Daniel Heath Justice, is the longest piece in the collection and one that I had to read twice - once for the story, and again for the language. Young Ander views sees himself in dreams of an all-consuming spiritual fire that will change everything. The moment when he is gifted with his new name, Denarra Syrene, is one of the most beautiful passages I have ever read:
Ander felt a hot tremor pulse through his body, a rush of recognition as true and certain as the view in the looking glass. "Yes," he whispered, "That's my name. That's who I am."
An absolutely fascinating read, regardless of your race, ethnicity, sexuality, or gender, this is a book I am simply overjoyed I had the opportunity to explore....more
There are some books you just don’t want to finish . . . books you choose to savour in small doses, saving them for those times when you can completelThere are some books you just don’t want to finish . . . books you choose to savour in small doses, saving them for those times when you can completely devote yourself to the joys of the reading experience. They are the books you refuse to rush, the ones you absolutely cannot fathom squeezing in between lunch breaks, because you refuse to allow other commitments to so arbitrarily frame your enjoyment.
My Mistress' Thighs is so very much one of those books!
Those of you who stop by regularly are well aware of my love for Giselle Renarde. I’ve had the great pleasure of reading a few stories in her latest collection before – and enjoyed reading them just as much the second time around – but it was the discovery of new stories that kept my fingers turning the pages.
Third Rail, Secrets of the Solstice Sacrifice, and Spring Fever are all stories that I’ve read (and reviewed) before, so I won’t dedicate too much time to them here . . . other than to say Secrets of the Solstice Sacrifice is one of my all-time favourite reads. If you’re new to Giselle’s work, and not sure where to start, you can’t go wrong with that one!
The Public Life of Private Paulsen is a wonderfully sweet and romantic tale, in which two old army buddies meet up years after the war. Once just friends, their relationship is on the cusp of transformation, owing to the fact that Private Paulsen has become Pearl Paulsen, the celebrity recipient of one of Europe’s first sex-change surgeries. In some ways it’s a bittersweet story, which touches on the suicidal thoughts that prompted Pearl to originally enlist, but it’s ultimately uplifting. A strong story to lead off the collection, and one that hints at the diversity to follow.
Friends of Dorothy and Leslie Goosemoon Rides Again are a wonderful pair of stories, with the story of an awkward, crossdressing cowboy coming early in the collection, and that of a far more confident (if somewhat defensive) cowgirl coming at the end. Both are great stories, approaching the questions of sex and gender from a slightly different angle, but with the same character at the heart of both.
Dressing for Dinner and Love in the Time of Instant Messenger are both fun little stories, quick reads that definitely excite, but which simply didn’t resonate with me as much as the others. That’s not to say there’s anything wrong with them, just that they pale a bit in the face of some rather stiff competition.
A Wolf in Grandmother’s Clothing is, by far, my favourite ‘new’ story in the collection. This one is playful, edgy, and so deliciously kinky. The story of Red Riding Hood has been retold in so many ways, but never quite like this. I’m reluctant to say much about it, because the story hinges on a series of delicious twists that had me squealing with girlish glee, but I promise you’ll never look at the Big Bad Wolf in quite the same way again!
Expanded Definitions is another thoughtfully romantic tale, and one which had even me guessing. It’s probably the deepest story in the collection, and one that really forces you to confront your expectations regarding gender, before confronting your expectations about what sex can (or should) be. It’s a difficult story in places, and one that packs an emotional wallop, but that only provides Giselle with a chance to shine.
Cock for a Day is . . . well, just pure, unadulterated, kinky, fetishistic fun. It’s probably the shortest story in the collection, a quick little fantasy about a woman who wakes up with something extra down there, but one of my favourites. She imagines how it would feel, what she’d do about it, and what she’d do with it – all of which, of course, revolves around her husband, who suddenly finds himself curious in ways most men would never admit. I wish it had been longer, but it’s still a heck of a lot of fun!
Finally, I would be woefully remiss if I didn’t say a few words about the words of poetry that Giselle sprinkles throughout the collection. A long line of English professors will attest to the fact that my poetry appreciation generally begins and ends with whether or not the lines rhyme (lol), but these brief sonnets are lovely reads. They not only serve to pace the collection, to transition us from one story to another, but at beautiful reads on their own.
Whether this is your first encounter with Giselle’s work, or simply your latest, I daresay there’s nowhere better to find yourself than between (the pages of) My Mistress’ Thighs....more
"Why live life constrained by the boundaries of what we traditionally think of as gender lines?”
It is with this wonderfully inspiring thought that Chr"Why live life constrained by the boundaries of what we traditionally think of as gender lines?”
It is with this wonderfully inspiring thought that Chris Burrows introduces us to the world of Porn's Stars - the title of which is a deliberate pun. Porn is actually a beautiful young transsexual, a friend and mentor to many within the Asian community, and the woman who helped encourage Chris down the path of gender exploration with her rather candid observation that everyone is part male and part female.
There's something so innocent and free about Porn's stories, so welcoming and all-embracing, that you cannot help but fall in love with her. The stories here are sensual as much as they are sexual, as much intelligent as they are erotic. These are stories of real people, each with their own very personal thoughts and feelings about gender. Some are gay, some are straight, some are bisexual, and some may be any of the above, depending on how they're expressing themselves as the time.
As is the case in many of Chris' books, the narrative framework uses a pair of storytellers (Chris and Porn) to distance the reader from the experiences. That allows for a wonderful validation of not just the characters and their experiences, but of our thoughts and feelings in identifying with them. It's a wonderful way of sharing the stories, one that is all-embracing and empowering, without coming across as preachy or artificial.
The stories here encompass the full spectrum of gender expression, from curious cross-dressers discovering themselves for the first time, to out-and-proud transsexuals sharing their pleasures. They are stories were both gender and sexuality are fluid, and where those aforementioned boundaries can be forgotten. It makes for a wonderful variety of erotic experiences in which to share, sexual dalliances that evoke an emotional response wherein you cannot help but vicariously enjoy the moment, even if you wouldn't express yourself the same way.
It's hard to pin Chris down to a genre, but I would describe these stories as erotic romance. They're very well told, honest and realistic, and equally focused on the emotions as well as the physical sensations. Never vulgar or crude, the writing flows naturally, creating a conversational style that really does feel like a bed-side sharing of happy moments. Don't get me wrong, the erotic moments are exceptionally hot but, like the stories themselves, are tastefully told.
The Perfect Seasoning is an interesting tale, in that it’s definitely a genderqueer love story, but gender is not necessarily the focus. Instead, thisThe Perfect Seasoning is an interesting tale, in that it’s definitely a genderqueer love story, but gender is not necessarily the focus. Instead, this is really the story of a woman rejected by her family, isolated by her job, and desperate for love. Anne has a tendency to jump into relationships, opening herself far too much, and far too soon, which (more often than not) results in her being hurt. When a beautiful woman begins hitting on her, the situation is so unique that she allows herself to believe Natalie really is just looking to drum up some business for her hair salon.
Just as there’s more to her come-on than is readily apparent, we soon discover there is more to Natalie than meets the eye. A proud, content, happily genderqueer individual, she was born James but prefers to express her femininity, even if she has no plans to ever “go all the way” and become a transsexual. That sense of being different, of being comfortable in a different expression of gender, without having to commit to either male or female, is as refreshing as it is intriguing . . . and erotic.
What follows from that initial meeting is a relationship in reverse. After a late appointment at Natalie’s salon, they head out for a few drinks. It’s an awkward evening, which only Natalie knows is intended as a first date, and there is some definite tension as they reveal their respective secrets. It’s that tension that sold me on the story, approaching the relationship in a realistic fashion, as opposed to simply having Anne ‘discover’ that she’s oddly bisexual, and completely open to an expression of gender she’s never before encountered.
The night ends in Anne’s bedroom, with the two lovers engaging in a night of frantic, desperate passion that leaves them with more questions than answers. Despite the still-unresolved tensions between them, both are interested in making a relationship work, so they step back from the bedroom to begin dating instead. Again, I loved the fact that sex didn’t magically solve all their problems or answer all their questions. Watching their relationship (and their mutual understanding) develop brings a sense of warmth and emotion to the story that elevates it from the realm of erotica to erotic romance.
By the time Natalie invites Anne home for the holidays to meet her family, we can see the relationship has progressed quite naturally back to where it began, with sex the next step, instead of the first. While it initially seems that meeting the family might actually be their undoing, it brings the two lovers closer together, ending the tale on a note that suggests (even if it doesn’t promise) a happily-ever-after.
A delightfully authentic, well-written story, I quite enjoyed this one. It was so refreshing to read a genderqueer story that didn’t fall over itself trying to be politically correct but, instead, approached things honestly and openly....more
I expected The Devil’s Garden to be a pleasant diversion, a minor work of gender bending romance, framed by a slight adventure. The concept of a youngI expected The Devil’s Garden to be a pleasant diversion, a minor work of gender bending romance, framed by a slight adventure. The concept of a young street urchin disguised as a famous temple courtesan sounded intriguing, but I came into the book resigned to the erotic elements being primary in the past.
What a delightful surprise to find that I underestimated on all counts!
This is a book that was as exciting as it was romantic, and as thoughtful as it was erotic. Just as there are delightfully hidden layers to Ume and Cree, there is a wondrous depth to the story that’s quite surprising, considering its page count. Really, it’s a story told in three acts, with each adding not just their own content and development, but also adding significance to what came before.
The Maiden Ume Sky is an amazing character, a self-made woman who literally worked her way up from the streets to become a temple courtesan who is as admired as she is respected. It would have been far too easy to portray her as either innocent or wanton, leading to some kind of social redemption. Instead, Jane presents us with a complex woman who, as much as she values her role, isn’t sure she believes in the faith she serves. Instead of blind devotion, her allegiances are personal, ties of love and loyalty that must be earned, rather than expected.
Similarly, both Cree Sylva are the MeerAlya – the two primary objects of Ume’s affections – are more complex and intriguing than we first might expect. Without betraying Cree’s secret, he is a strong, admirable, respectable friend and lover who is immediately likeable and demanding of our trust. His role in the story is significant, and perhaps a bit convenient, but never comes across as clichéd or artificial. As for the Meer, we’re set up to expect either a god-like tyrant or an impotent puppet, but he’s wonderfully human, and entirely sympathetic. With a plot that could go two ways, either culminating in triumph or tragedy, it’s MeerAlya who makes the difficult choice.
Nothing is straightforward here, and appearances are (quite intentionally) deceiving. I knew where I wanted the story to go versus where I expected it to go, and I was delighted to find that Jane took it somewhere in between the two, validating the characters, but also surprising the reader.