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We were sitting on his couch in front of the crackling fire and Anton was explaining to me, “According to Buddhist philosophy, there are three moments when it is particularly easy to attain, or at least get a glimpse of, the enlightened mind – and that is when we sneeze, have an orgasm, and at the moment of death.”

“Really!” I exclaimed, surprised that orgasm could have anything to do with enlightenment. “When we have orgasm?”

“Yes,” he replied, “or at least that’s what the Buddhists say. They say it is because when we have an orgasm, we experience the complete release of all thought processes, at least for a moment. And this gives us a chance to experience what they call the Clear Light of Rigpa, which is our original nature.

“Rigpa?”

“Yes, and by that they mean the field of pure consciousness, which is our true nature… The highly trained practitioner is able to consciously experience this when he or she goes beyond the thought processes, beyond thought or thinking… “

He paused and the fire crackled and leaped before us.

“And the connection to orgasm?” I asked.

“Well, just think about what happens when you have a really good orgasm…” he replied softly. “It’s like everything is gone – just blown away… forgotten… and all you feel is this incredible bliss. There is nothing else… the whole world has disappeared… everything… every thought, every worry, every care is completely gone… at least for a moment or two… or maybe even three… if you’re lucky.”

He was so right.

Everything disappears when you have a good orgasm…

I sighed and giggled softly at his words… and when I did, he said gently, “Rachel, will you let me tie you up and make love to you?”

His words really caught me by surprise, considering what we were just talking about.

“What?” I gasped, feeling chills run up and down my spine.

“Will you let me tie you up and make love to you?”

His voice was husky in that special way and even though he wasn’t looking at me, I felt the intensity of his desire.

Tie me up and make love to me?

I felt my whole system reacting with shock.

The restful calm was broken; I just couldn’t get my head around what he just said.

His hands had already found my breasts and I was sighing softly at his touch.

“May I,” he said again, insisting that I answer. “I need to know because I need to see you like that, Rachel.”

I trembled at the intensity of his words. There was just something about the way he said it that made me shiver all over. It was like we were suddenly entering another realm, another energy field. I had the feeling that if I let him, he would take me to a place I’d never been to before – that was how intense he was.

“You know you can trust me. I would never do anything to hurt you.”

I trembled at the thought of being wholly in his power, at his mercy.

He had unfastened my bra and was pinching my nipples with just enough pressure to make me want more… much, much more.

“Will you let me, Rachel? Will you?”

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Excerpt from “Good Pussy Bad Pussy in Captivity”

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Good pussy bad pussy. I knew that something had awakened in me, something I’d never experienced before. A force, a power, a drive, an energy. Call it good pussy, call it bad pussy, call it whatever you will, but a life force had been awakened in me and I couldn’t put it (her) back to sleep again. Right or wrong. Good or bad. She was awake! She was alive! She wanted to live. And she wanted more.

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She, my pussy, was alive in me. I felt her moving in me, reaching out, right or wrong, good or bad. She wanted to taste and touch, to be tasted and touched. She wanted to feel the life force, the energy, moving in and through her. She wanted like liquid desire itself. She wanted because she was, life itself. She wanted because she was, the energy of life itself. And now that she – the genie – was out of the bottle, there was no putting her back again. She was untameable, wild; she wanted to be free, had to be free. Because she loved life, because yes, she was life itself. She was the life force in all of us… she was the creative power of the universe – and yes she was sex. Sex! Sex! Sexual! She was pure and beautiful and couldn’t be kept down or locked up. And now she was awake in me, awake! A ravishing beauty, a hungry cunt, a wantingness for the essence of life. And what was that essence? It was the ecstasy of knowing my own soul, my own being, which was somehow alive and felt like frolicking in that stream of liquid desire that carries one on and on unto a state of orgasmic bliss, which was somehow like coming home and finding a peace that was beyond all comprehension… home, home, home. That’s what I wanted, that’s what she wanted, that’s where she was taking me, taking me, taking me… and there was nothing, nothing I could do about it. No stopping her. No turning back now.

She was me and I was her.

And we were flying.

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From the “Good Pussy Bad Pussy” books…

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Two books that explore the amazing Power of Sex

‘Good pussy bad pussy. I knew something had awakened in me, something I’d never experienced before. A force, a power, a drive, an energy. Call it good pussy, call it bad pussy, call it whatever you will, but a life force had been awakened in me and I couldn’t put it (her) back to sleep again. Right or wrong, she was awake! She was alive! And she wanted more.’

The first book: Good Pussy Bad Pussy – Rachel’s Tale

It all started with Rachel stuck in an unhappy marriage. And while most unhappily married women only dream of having sex with other men, Rachel actually did. And it got her into all kinds of trouble. From Amsterdam to the French Riviera to New York City… from her blond lover Stefan, to aristocratic Albert, and mad doctor Howard, Rachel tastes forbidden fruit – and likes it. That is until life takes a very surprising turn!

The second book: Good Pussy Bad Pussy in Captivity

Just when Rachel thinks she can settle down with the man of her dreams, life takes a dramatic turn and he gets kidnapped. In a frantic attempt to help, Rachel finds herself getting sucked into a dangerous web of deceit and sexual intrigue.

From the House of Sin on Cap Ferrat to an isolated Buddhist monastery in the mountains of upstate New York, Rachel once again finds herself on the battle field of our times, both sexually and emotionally. Then, in a blinding flash of insight that lays bare the haunted alleyways of her soul, Rachel realizes that things are not what they seem to be. Will she find her way out of captivity or will she remain in the shackles of the old world order?

In short: Sex. Deceit. Lust. Captivity. And maybe … the love of a lifetime.

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Here’s what Mindy from Naughtybooksnitch.com had to say about “Good Pussy Bad Pussy – Rachel’s Tale”.

“The author does a wonderful job at telling this story. This is a story about Rachel, her life, decisions she makes and her journey based on those decisions. Married to a boring and sometimes mean man, feeling trapped in her mundane life and yearning for the excitement that she knows is out there. A chance meeting with a man on the beach and a decision that will awaken something in her and change the course of her life.

I have to mention the title of this book. I think its brilliant and I love it! This book was not what I expected, but in a good way.

I loved this book and I can’t wait to read more! For me this was one of those books I stayed up all night to finish and I haven’t had one of those in a very long time. Rachel is a very complex character and at times I’m pretty sure she has no gut instincts, no inner voice telling her ‘this is a bad idea’ or just telling people the truth! She has the worst luck and makes terrible decisions. I did not care for Rachel in the beginning but I did feel her conflict with the entire situation. All I have to say to someone who is thinking about buying this book… just stick with it. You will not be disappointed. There is a ton of sex in here, but there was only one butterfly moment for me. The rest… I’m not sure how to categorize it. Some hot, some uncomfortable and some not hot at all. You’ll have to find out for yourself. Although I think the price of the book is a little much, it is a really good read and I highly recommend it.

This author will take you on a wicked journey with Rachel’s tale. The mind and body are curious things and sometimes they betray each other. Not everyone’s reactions will be the same in every situation. What makes us come to some of the decisions that we make? Are you so sure that you would do the exact opposite? You will never know until you are actually in that kind of situation. Bravo A. Aimee!”

To see the whole review, click here: http://bit.ly/1eWU3jc

Or to enter the “Good Pussy Bad Pussy” giveaway that Mindy is offering from June 11 to June 14, 2015 click here:  wp.me/p4ybhe-1aU

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We never really know where our life is going to lead us, do we? Sometimes we are in complete control, sometimes another guiding, driving force compels us into…

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The addiction is so powerful that she goes to him even though she knows it will be her undoing. That is how strong the allure is. How powerful. In fact, there is nothing in the whole Universe that is more powerful, more binding than this. Nothing. No here, not now, not ever. It is so tenacious. It has such tentacles, such fine fingers that have already enchanted and bound her up in knots too tight to ever be undone. And so, it is finished, and she goes willingly into his arms. Though he is a liar and a thief and will be her undoing. There is nothing else she can do, so it is written.

He removes the ribbon from her lovely chestnut hair and it tumbles down to her breasts. She murmurs no sound, makes no move, her heart beating rapidly in her chest. His hands are touching her breasts, finding her nipples. He is not kind. There is no kindness in his touch, nor in him. But still, or maybe in spite of this, he always awakens the same mesmerizing passion in her, taking her by surprise and astonishing her into blissful submission.

“Little Princess,” he whispers in her ear, pinching her nipples and kissing her. “Have you been a good girl today?” His fingers are now squeezing her nipples tightly and she moans, sucking in the air softly as she tumbles into the blessed oblivion, if only for a little while.

When he enters her, she knows it will be perfect, as it always is, a perfect match for a perfect moment before the pain of what she has once again done, torments her even more. Until, when he is sound asleep, she slips out the door in terror.

She didn’t remember him ever showing her any kindness. Nor did she expect him too. It was not how she was raised. No. She was raised to believe the mistaken idea that love was abuse and that abuse was love. How else could she explain to herself why she trembled with desire in the face of such insanity? There was no other explanation possible. She was like an alcoholic, addicted to the pleasure that could only be gotten through pain and which could only cause pain.

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In my book, “Good Pussy Bad Pussy – Rachel’s Tale”, readers can follow the beautiful and naive Rachel in her dangerous attempt to be free, follow her heart and satisfy her pussy – all at the same time! From Amsterdam to the French Riviera to New York City – from her blond lover Stefan, to the aristocratic Albert, and mad doctor Howard, Rachel tastes the forbidden fruit – and likes it. That is until life takes a very surprising turn! And yet another…

BUT… it’s also really interesting to notice how most people frame this book and the work I am doing. Many are calling the book “erotica” or “erotic fiction” or “xxx-rated fiction” and well the interesting thing is I didn’t think of any of these things when I was writing “Good Pussy Bad Pussy”. I didn’t have any of these labels in my head. I just wrote a book about a woman exploring life and relationships and her sexuality because I find the subject fascinating and because I feel that our sexuality is just a normal part of our lives. So I didn’t put what I was writing into any special category.

“Good Pussy Bad Pussy is a perfect example of sex as art and entertainment!” says Guy Hogan of the Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette. See his interview with me here: http://wp.me/p4l6rJ-aZI

When you think about it, not only is sex completely normal, sex and our sexuality is probably the strongest human drive of all. So as far as I’m concerned, the real question is not whether or not what I write is so-called “erotica” but why we separate sex like we do from the rest of our lives? I just read that Timothy Clark, curator at the British Museum Shunga exhibition, said in an interview about the museum’s latest exhibition of Japanese erotic art: “The division between art and obscene pornography is a Western concept. There was no sense in Japan that sex or sexual pleasure was sinful.”

So I think it’s about time we ask ourselves why there are so many taboos around something that is so natural, wonderful, joyful, amazing, and fun as sex is? What it is about our society and social programming that leads us to believe that there’s something “sinful”, “wrong”, “bad”, or “dirty” when it comes to something so fundamental and wonderful as sex and our sexual drive?

As I say in my “Good Pussy Bad Pussy” books (yes I just finished “Good Pussy Bad Pussy book 2”): Nothing satisfies like sex. Nothing completes like sex. Nothing releases like sex. Nothing can compete with sex.

 “I thought it was impossible to find an Erotica book with a strong story and solid characters until I read Good Pussy Bad Pussy,” says January Gray. See her review of the book here: http://bit.ly/1sv90OH

 

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