Archive | May, 2012

Are eBooks Sexy?

28 May

When I see a man with a dog-eared copy of Animal Farm or 1984, I confess to getting a little wet and warm. The blood rushes through my body and causes pulsations in my core. I usually spot the book before the man, so my arousal sometimes leaves my body feeling very confused. Confusion is fun, though. I’m confused about my sexuality, but that makes the world twice as sexual for me.

gotta be careful with all that hotness in the library.

eBooks are great. You can carry a library in your pocket and leave plenty of space in your pants for vibrators and other toys. They feel slick and clean. In the end, reading an eBook is like masturbating. It gets you where you need to go, without much hassle. A paper book on the other hand, is something that you can touch and caress and bend into better positions. You can get dirty with a paper book in a way that you can’t with an eReader. If you turn a page with your fingers slick with arousal, the paper is forever marked with your loving caress.

On the other hand, if you get you’re eReader wet with your juices, you can just wipe it off.

Maybe an eReader is better after all…

And you my dear sexy readers, what say you?

Gravity’s Rainbow – Will Pynchon make me cream my panties?

21 May

I might write filthy, dirty, sex stories, but I’m still a writer. I still have an undying obsession with literature and an adoration of the classics. Those geniuses who cause millions of literary erections and made many women cream their panties with the word play. Thomas Pynchon is one of those greats and I’m almost ashamed I haven’t started working on him earlier.

Gravity’s Rainbow is a huge poser book though, so I went to my local coffee shop, order a triple mochacholatta latte chai. Of course, I had to dress the part so I put on my best intellectual clothes: my black turtle neck (it really wraps my breasts), my skinny jeans (men will let me cut in line just to get a better look), and my hipster hat.

This one. I love the retro look.

Now, let me be straight with you. I haven’t finished the book. It took my about 5 hours to read the first 20 pages. The amount of wordplay and references Mr. Pynchon manages to squeeze into his run-on sentences makes each one more dense than a hungry black hole (the kind that floating around the cosmos, I know what you were thinking).

Back to the coffee shop with my quadruple capucccinochata latte chai in hand I turned page by page. He was turning my on a little, my body follows the cues of my mind as it absorbed every little detail of the many characters. And there is sex, I mean, the book was written in the 70s, so it would have never seen the light of day without sex.

The weird thing is, it wasn’t even the sex that turned me on. It was the little things (and its not usually the little things that do it for me): the metaphors. I got a little wet when the men looked around the apartment for the hair of the very dog that had mauled them the night before, but I positively creamed my panties when he describes Slothrop’s desk. Now, you might be a little grossed out, but the image was so striking for me, it totally got me hot and bothered. He describes the layers of junk on Slothrop’s desk as a “base of bureaucratic  smegma that sifts steadily to the bottom.”

As someone with a lot of experience with bureaucracy, like every other person on the planet, I really felt that sentence and I can no longer look at a desk in the same way again. Also, I can never go back to that coffee shop…

Sex and Writing Author Feature: Jess C Scott

14 May

I talked with author Jess C Scott about my two favorite things: sex and writing.  She has co-authored the soon-to-be-published Teen Guide to Sex & Relationships  and has graciously agreed to tolerate my interrogation.

  

Let’s start simple, can you tell me a bit about yourself and why you decided to start writing? Was it something that happened gradually, a lifetime dream, an obsession?

My name is Jess and I’m an author/artist/non-conformist. I run an innovative publishing company called jessINK. I’ve always liked to write, though there has to be some kind of ‘purpose’ behind the passion also. I tend to get quite obsessive with whatever I’m passionate about–I guess writing is just something I’ve enjoyed doing, and something I’ve always felt I needed to do!

A little more in depth, what was the first book you remember reading? Who was your favorite author growing up and has it changed? If so, who is your current favorite author?

It was probably a Puddle Lane book (a pre-school series that features cats, dragons, a Magician–what’s not to like?). My mom always encouraged my sister and I to read good books 🙂

I had many favorite authors while growing up (Roald Dahl, Jane Yolen, Vivian Vande Velde, Edgar Allan Poe, Anais Nin, etc.). It hasn’t really changed–they kind of “set the standard” for both my reading preferences and writing endeavors.

One of my ultimate favorites is George Orwell. Perfect wit, perfect style, perfect observations on the “human condition”–perfection all around.

George Orwell is one of my favorites as well, but enough literary foreplay, let’s get to the juicy part: sex. You’ve written in a wide range of genres, but as you can imagine your experience with erotica interests me most. I’d like to shine some light on a question you often wrestle with as an erotica author and a question you address in your interviews. Where would you draw the line between erotica and pornography?

First of all, I’d like to say that I appreciate the “interesting” emails from erotica readers/customers…

I personally don’ t have much of a problem distinguishing between erotica and pornography (it’s perhaps the “structured” folks who have the hardest time differentiating between the two).

Erotica requires more discernment to fully appreciate because the sexual content might not be explicit (because the erotic life consists of much more than “graphic sex scenes”). In contrast, pornography is all about the “graphic sex scenes”–anything more distracts the reader/viewer from satiating their “lust.”

Have you ever written an erotica story based sheerly upon imagination and conjecture and thought: “Hmmm, maybe I’d like to try that?” If so, which story was it?

Most of the things I write about are either things I’ve done or would like to do some day (emphasis on the word “most”).

I liked the knife play and mild bondage going on in a BDSM-themed story I wrote some time ago (http://jessink.com/rockstar.htm). A solid relationship is built on mutual trust and respect, and I like intensity, so…

Yeah, I find I write about somethings I had never thought about doing and suddenly am driven to try them. I suppose it is a perk of the profession. You’ve also recently completed a new non-fiction book relating to sex, Teen Guide to Sex and Relationships. What made you decide to enter the non-fiction world of sex? 

One of my writer friends (Matt Posner: a teacher in NYC and author of the School of the Ages series) asked if I’d be interested in collaborating on an advice book for teenagers about “sex and relationships.” I liked the scope and sincerity of the project, so I was very happy to contribute to it. Both Matt and I care for young people–the goal of the book was to reach out to teens who wanted a better understanding of their bodies and their feelings.

There are a lot of advice books out there, what makes Teen Guide to Sex and Relationships different?

Short Answer: It’s well-balanced.

Longer Answer: The style and presentation of the content brings together many elements. The book is comprehensive, yet concise. There’s a male perspective (Matt’s) versus a female perspective (mine). Matt’s views are slightly more conservative while mine are slightly more liberal, though we both agree that a comprehensive sex education is crucial in order for a person to make a well-informed decision when it comes to their sex life. It is these various contrasting yet compatible elements that make Teen Guide unique.

If there are any teens reading this (not that they should be… shame on you! :P) what is the most important thing they will take away from the book?

The most important thing would be for the reader to find the book useful and helpful in some way. That’s why Matt and I wrote the book in the first place.

P.S. I first read Anais Nin and D.H. Lawrence when I was sixteen! Eye-opening reads, to say the least (good to “broaden one’s perspectives” too, with both sex and life in general).

Can you provide a short excerpt?

Sure, here’s an excerpt from Teen Guide to Sex and Relationships:

Qn. How do you tell the difference between love and lust?

JESS:

Lust is very much focused on the physical desires. You crave to be with the person physically/sexually. You might think about their fantastic abs/body/some particular body part or physical feature more than anything else.

Love can be trickier to define—each of us has our own way of describing it. Love goes deep. You share a connection with the person that goes beyond satisfying physical desires. You admire the person for something that goes beyond how good they look or how smooth they are sexually.

I once knew an old couple. The lady had to undergo surgery when she found out she had breast cancer. She was worried about the operation because one of her breasts needed to be removed, and she feared that her husband would no longer find her attractive. The man replied, “I married you for you, not because of those things!”

That’s love.

MATT:

The more connected you are to a person and the more you understand that person, the more lust turns into something else. If you become friends with that person, lust becomes love. If you aren’t compatible with that person, the dislike should make the lust less intense, although you can have strong sexual desire for people you don’t like. If you’re a boy, this happens because lust is partly about feeling in control, and you want her more because having her would mean you had triumphed over that difficult personality. If you’re a girl, you may find that you’re attracted to boys who are aggressive, rude, or rebellious, so called “bad boys.” There is some biological programming that tells you these bad boy personalities will make good protectors. I suppose that successful relationships have come out of these feelings over the years, but if so, only because the lust developed into friendship, commitment, and trust.

Full Excerpt at Matt’s Website (http://schooloftheages.webs.com/apps/blog/show/14770008-from-teen-guide-how-do-you-tell-the-difference-between-love-and-lust-)

Thank you. It’s very interesting to see the different perspectives and how they develop differently, but still end in the same place. If you could address your teenage self in particular, do you have any sex tips you would give yourself?

a. Be well-informed.
b. Don’t worry too much.
c. Don’t do anything you’re not comfortable with.

Anything random you would like to add?

Teen Guide on jessINK

State one question to someone in the world that you would like answered.

“Why didn’t you want to have sex with me?”

P.S. Alas, I don’t think I’ll ever know (that’s directed to more than one person too…).

Thank you very much for the interview!

And thank you very much for hosting me! I enjoyed answering the questions 🙂

P.S. Thanks to you, the reader, for checking out this interview too.

Alas… maybe after this interview you will get some answers… you never know! Thank you for answering my questions and best of luck with your upcoming book launch!

If any other authors out there are interested in an interview, drop me a line. My email can be found on my author profile. Be prepared, I will ask you a lot of sex questions. 

Omens

9 May

I don’t believe in omens, he told himself.

Standing at the gate he watched airplane after airplane land, barely a minute separating each landing. And yet he had stood here staring for over an hour and nothing had gone wrong.

He shuddered. That only increased the chance that the next one would crash. One in a million planes crashed, right? How many had landed across the globe while he stood here? Which one would be number one million?

That’s not how statistics work, he reminded himself.

It didn’t help. The thought of a sky crowded with tons of titanium traveling through clouds at several hundred miles per hour still gave him goosebumps.

Of course, there were professionals in charge with hi-tech equipment and years of training. But they must have had a first time. The is no room for ‘oops’. And what if they had a fight with their wife the night before? Got drunk? What if his child was just run over by a Polish person and he had to give landing instructions to a LOT aircraft?

Easy, he steadied himself. They had systems for this kind of thing. Rules and regulations. He deliberately guided his thought away from how they dealt with rules and regulations where he worked.

A woman screamed. He spun to witness the commotion at the gate. Her hand was gripped to her breast and her face was pale, but a weak laughter escaped her.

“A bird,” blushing, she explained to the people’s bewildered glances. “It just flew right into the window. Smash! I can’t believe he didn’t break it!”

A few of the younger children darted to the window in youthful curiosity. Some dragging their parents with them.

“Eeew,” said one of them pointing out of the window. “I think its dead.”

“No, its still moving,” responded another.

“That happens sometimes after they die,” yet another.

“Isn’t it kind of dangerous to have birds flying around at the airport?” asked one of the parents.

“It is,” answered another one, sagely. “They can get sucked into the turbines and cause an airplane to crash.”

“Its nothing to worry about,” assured a uniformed cabin attendant. It was said with such practical ease and confidence, it must have been a phrase he needed to perfect to graduate to flight attendant. “I’ll just quickly ring up the clean up crew.”

Leaving the passengers to peer curiously at the spasming bird he walked briskly off.

He marveled at the perfect haircut and impossibly close shave of the flight attendant, calling to mind an image of a Thunderbird doll. A dead, inanimate object. He observed the steward’s jaw closely as announced that boarding had now commenced for business class passengers.

Good thing I don’t believe in omens, he thought.

Laughing my way to an orgasm: Sex and Humor

5 May

“My girlfriend always laughs during sex –no matter what she’s reading.” Steve Jobs (Founder, Apple Computers)

Sex is often so serious. I’m not saying I prefer a good laugh to a good orgasm (although a good laugh can be had anywhere, without getting arrested). Despite the raw sex appeal of the bad boy with abs you could break your knuckles on (yes, I get a little violent sometimes) I’m far more likely to sleep with a man that can make me laugh.

It’s not even a choice, laughter is an aphrodisiac for women. Northumbria University even conducted a study to prove it, so I’m talking science here people! Humor and sex are life partners, although perhaps not monogamous since a lot of complexities come in play with sex.

Also, when I’m in bed and laughing, I feel comfortable, I feel safe, and I feel happy. And what woman doesn’t want to feel that way. Science again has my back (naughty, naught science!), as researchers in the Netherlands discovered, I’m more likely to cum when I’m feeling that way.

Plus, other than the languid, shuddering movements of a woman at the point of climax, is there anything more beautiful than a woman laughing. Her breasts bouncing as she gasps for another breath and leans forward to brush you with her tender fingers, sometimes she’ll even beg you to stop, because it’s to much for her.

So in conclusion, Steve Jobs and his girlfriend must have had some wicked sex-life. Respect. *fistbump* That garners more of my respect than the whole Apple thing.

Midnight Seductions – A Hot Wheels Erotica Series

2 May

Truckers, we all imagine them as the manly men, but they aren’t all like that. Some are dainty, playful, sexual, and female. Rosie loves meeting new people, she gives herself to them with passion, she just never wants to see them again. The thrill of the last time she makes love with them is an addiction. For those too shy to download the sample, here is the preview: Continue reading

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