My latest book
Sex and Candy: 22 Succulent Stories is on its way from the printers! Yay! It's been in the works for a looong time and I'm very excited to see the final book, plus it's one that I think will appeal to people who maybe aren't as into some of the kinkier titles - and it makes a great holiday gift. It'll be listed as available on Amazon as soon as their copies arrive, which, as I said, should be in the next 2 weeks.
I also have some
Sex and Candy bookmarks for you; I'll be bringing them to all my upcoming events, but if you're not in New York and would like one,
email me and the first 25 people will get one, free!
And here's a little treat...the Table of Contents, publisher's blurb, and my introduction.
And please come to our party on December 14th! (See flyer below) Free cupcakes from
Kumquat Cupcakery (flavors to be posted soon, but trust me, they're yummy!) and much sweetness.
Sex and Candy: 22 Succulent StoriesEdited by Rachel Kramer Bussel
Foreword by Shar Rednour
Introduction: Sugar Rush by Rachel Kramer Bussel
Six Layers of Sweetness by Donna George Storey
Turkish Delight by L. Elise Bland
Cinnamon Secrets by Radclyffe
TimeReleaseDessert by SékouWrites
Phone, Sex, Chocolate by Catherine Lundoff
Old-Fashioned Fudge by Tsaurah Litzky
Mulled Wine by Dominic Santi
Sugar on Snow by Sacchi Green
Just Like Candy by Michele Zipp
Forbidden Fruit and Honey by Salome Wilde
Other Girls by R. Gay
Cling by Tenille Brown
Banana Afternoon by Jolene Hui
Sugar Mama by Rachel Kramer Bussel
Green Chili Chocolate by Bianca James
Rosehips Are Red by Cheyenne Blue
Kneading by Shanna Germain
Peppermint Delight by Michelle Houston
The Fat Box by Jen Dziura
Window Shopping by S. Lynn Taylor
Two Scoops of Gelato by Sage Vivant
Cupcake by Stan Kent
What's sweet, sensual, arousing and guaranteed to have you coming back for more?
Sex and Candy: 22 Succulent Stories, the latest erotica collection from Rachel Kramer Bussel! Starting with Six Layers of Sweetness, Sex and Candy takes you on a tour through Turkish Delight, Green Chili Chocolate, and Old-Fashioned Fudge, then lets you savor Peppermint Delight, Two Scoops of Gelato, some well-placed Twizzlers, and, of course, cupcakes. These stories will make your mouth water and the rest of your body scream for release. Feast your eyes on this delicious dessert anthology, featuring a revealing foreword by Shar Rednour, co-producer of the sugar-fueled porno
Hard Love and How to Fuck in High Heels, along with stories by acclaimed erotic writers including Shanna Germain, L. Elise Bland, Tsaurah Litzky, Donna George Storey, Michele Zipp, and Stan Kent. By the end, you'll be licking your lips and searching your cupboards and bedroom for a sweet snack of your very own.
Sugar Rush
by Rachel Kramer Bussel
Sweet. Creamy. Gooey. Luscious. If you ask me, sex and candy have a lot in common. Both can make us lose our minds a little, getting into a frenzy where all we care about is tasting it, swallowing it, having it that very moment. Sex and candy make us reckless, wanton, hungry, horny. As Michele Zipp puts it, “The desire for candy as a child is like the lust for sex as an adult. It’s craved, it satiates, it even calms.” For me, quite often, sugar makes me ravenous for someone else to share its sweetness with, or at least, makes me want to lick someone else after I’ve gotten done licking the frosting off a cupcake, savoring a Kit Kat or Nestle Crunch, or devouring a smooth soft-serve ice cream cone on a blazingly hot day.
When publisher Alison Tyler asked me if I’d like to make my dream of a sugar erotica collection come true, I was actually sitting in my favorite bakery, sugar Sweet sunshine, on Manhattan’s Lower East Side, enjoying a delicious vanilla cupcake. I often go there on weekends to write and people watch, and sometimes I don’t even need to sample their delicious treats to absorb the thrill of being surrounded by sugar (though I do often satisfy my craving for a cupcake or slice of crumbly, cinnamon-and-sugar-emblazoned coffee cake). The air simply sings with it, and I think that’s the reason I’ve witnessed many people heading there while on a date.
Sugar is sensual, and when we indulge in it, we really do indulge. I’ve never been one for raisins in my salad or pears in my main course; I firmly believe that dessert is for dessert. I like to take my time when I eat sweets, giving them the proper attention they deserve, kindof like sex. I don’t love quickies because I’d rather roll around in bed all day, or for as long as I can, going back for more and more and more. I like to savor a mouthful of ice cream, letting the creamy goodness slide along my tongue and down my throat. I like to suck on candy canes for as long as I can, savoring that sweetly spicy taste. I love dipping my finger into a bowl of cookie dough batter, tasting the tang of salt and sugar and the occasional chocolate chip. And, surprise surprise, all of these treats make my whole body ache. When I’m alone, indulging my sweet tooth, I always long for a lover to come and kiss his way down my back, his tongue making me melt just like the sugar disappears on my tongue. I long for a gorgeous woman to part my legs and lick me to ecstasy as the sugar soars in my bloodstream. A surefire way to make me melt is to bake for me or simply offer me a sweet treat, preferably consumed directly from your fingertips. Maybe it’s because I have a decided oral fixation, but I’m certainly glad I’m not the only one.
In the scrumptious stories collected in this book, you’ll read about everything from Turkish Delight to cinnamon rolls, pudding to cotton candy, taffy to Twizzlers. These tales are funny and quirky, sensual and tasty. Some are the equivalent of slowly savoring a lollipop or peppermint stick, sucking and sucking until your tongue turns colors. Others are the kind you want to gobble down immediatelyæthe candy bar that you can’t wait until you get home to try, or the ice cream of SékouWrites’s “TimeReleaseDessert,” melting before you’ve had a chance to truly savor it, making you need to eat it in a hurry.
The authors here have gone all out in their quest to show you just how much pleasure can be wrung out of some “Old Fashioned Fudge.” They take you all the way to Italy for some delicious gelato and to New York for some of Magnolia Bakery’s famed cupcakesæbut Stan Kent’s story would’ve been way too racy for
Sex and the City. I can guarantee that you’ll never look at a luscious, shiny candy apple in quite the same way after reading Radclyffe’s sizzling “Cinnamon Secrets.” Sacchi Green’s protagonist in “Sugar on Snow” gets asked a vexing question: “Which would you prefer, ravishment or eating?” But these lusty guys and girls know that you can have your dessert and get eaten tooæin fact, they excel at wooing their lovers with sugary delights.
Donna George Storey opens
Sex and Candy unfolding “Six Layers of Sweetness” that will arouse and move you, making you yearn to peel back the layers of your desireæand to ask her to make you a Venetian. Then enjoy the guided tour through all manner of candy, baked goods, chocolate, and a few surprises, concluding with my personal favorite, the cupcake, which appears twice, in Jolene Hui’s “Banana Afternoon” and Stan Kent’s closer entitled, simply “Cupcake,.” the word itself a naughty double entendre (if you’ve ever said to someone, “I’d like to taste your cupcakes,” you’ll immediately see what I mean).
To me, sex and candy are two of life’s most perfect delights. Combining them, whether you’re feeding your lover a bit of brownie, getting beaten with a big lollipop, licking ice cream off someone’s chest, smearing frosting all over yourself, or teasing someone by sucking suggestively on a popsicle, can truly make your head spin.
I suggest settling down with some of your favorite candy or sweets, whatever they may beæthis is a book meant to both satisfy and whet your appetites, and I’m pretty sure you’ll finish each story even hungrier, and hornier, than you were when you started.
Rachel Kramer Bussel
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