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Tuesday, May 29, 2012

My lesbian sex cocktail story "A Wet Pussy" included in Girl Fever

I will probably be reading this story on June 6th at Bluestockings! Below is the official description of Girl Fever: 69 Stories of Sudden Sex for Lesbians edited by Sacchi Green, out now!
Girl Fever is short fiction at its best from rising erotica star Sacchi Green, whose Lesbian Cowboys took the top award at the 2009 Lambda Awards. This big book of lesbian quickies satisfies on every level with stories from top-notch contributors that evoke the heat, the urgency and the "gotta have it" moment of the quickie. There are long-time companions, one night stands, meet-cutes and meet only once stories to fuel your fantasies in this only book of lesbian quickies on the market today.

Sudden sex, when your need is too great wait. Sex in planes, trains and automobiles, and roller coasters, carnival rides, elevators, and ferries as well; and if a bed is handy, that’s fine too. Shanna Germain’s “Answering the Call” shows us games EMTs play in an ambulance, while Victoria Janssen’s “The Airplane Story” crams us into the metal-walled bondage of an airliner restroom. Sommer Marsden makes the very best use of “An Hour,” Allison Wonderland gets it “Off and On” in under ten minutes, and Tigress Healy offers “Six Minutes or It’s Free.” But there’s more to it than speed, and the sixty-nine pieces in Girl Fever by skilled writers Cheyenne Blue, Rachel Kramer Bussel, Delilah Devlin,


Here's an excerpt from the beginning of my story "A Wet Pussy" - read the rest and 68 others in Girl Fever and come hear me and readers from the book along with readers from Say Please: Lesbian BDSM Erotica, edited by Sinclair Sexsmith, and The Harder She Comes: Butch Femme Erotica, edited by D.K. King, on June 6th at Bluestockings, 72 Allen Street on New York's Lower East Side.
“Go over there and tell her you want a wet pussy,” Meri whispered in Eva’s ear.

“What?” Eva screeched, taken aback. She was still getting used to being out in public with a woman, let alone being surrounded by hundreds of women intent on fucking each other by night’s end. It wasn’t so much the lesbian thing that threw her, as the public displays of affection. Before meeting Meri, Eva’d been on the shy side, the kind of girl who hid behind her brown waist-length hair and freckles. Meri had laughed the first time she dangled all that hair around her naked body.

“A Wet Pussy. It’s a drink. I want you to go ask for one. It’s good. Trust me.” Meri winked, knowing exactly the effect her words were having on her girlfriend. She was enjoying the process of corrupting Eva, of turning her from a proper sorority girl into a dyke willing to boldly go where her former self didn’t even know existed.

If Meri had had any doubts about whether Eva was truly responding to her, about whether Eva really was a lesbian waiting to be discovered, about whether her pussy really did get wet, she’d have taken things slower. But Eva was the one who’d whimpered and sobbed and begged when Meri had taken her home that first night. Her voice was so twisted in its desire, Meri hardly had to ask whether she was a virgin. It was clear that Eva had never given sex much of a thought, probably because guys didn’t do it for her and the idea of being queer had never occurred to her.

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