Dirty Girls

By Rachel Kramer Bussel

What do ladies really need? To be sensually seduced or pressed up opposed to the wall for a quickie? To be tantalized through a peep express or the opportunity to affix the mile excessive membership? Acclaimed erotica author and editor Rachel Kramer Bussel is aware: they need all of it. they need to be worshiped, ordered round, despatched blindly into ecstasy, and made scorching in entrance of a replicate. they wish strangers bearing ice cubes on a sizzling day and to be the social gathering want handed round between visitors. they wish intercourse on the place of work and within the nice outdoor and on trains and airplanes. they wish intercourse with the complete usa (or, not less than, a part of it). they need to be wooed, seduced, flirted with, taken. they wish to handpick their enthusiasts and cause them to do their bidding. they wish males, girls, and occasionally either while.

In Dirty Girls, the country's top erotic writers discover their sexual psyches. With contributions from Carol Queen, Alison Tyler, Sofia Quintero, Shanna Germain, Lillian Ann Slugocki, Tsaurah Litzky, etc, this assortment will set your center racing as you appreciate those intimate, stunning, and passionate girl fantasies.

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It’s so beautiful that I can’t stand it. I inform San Francisco that i believe she’s hiding anything from me, and he or she insists that she isn’t. f uc ok i ng a R ou n d Dirty-3rd pages. indd 25 25 12/11/07 3:22:37 PM sa n f R a ncisco: ok, advantageous. i used to be a stripper as soon as. for 2 years. in the course of university, however it helped me write my thesis. m E : That’s the lamest mystery I’ve ever heard. Alabama Alabama choices me up in his pickup truck—he opens the door for me, after which we force to a bar the place we all know his identify. m E : ok, what do you actually do? not more taking part in. a l a ba m a : I’m a bird farmer. Where’d you think that chickens come from? m E : The egg? a l a ba m a : You’re robust tremendous, you recognize that? His home is humid, yet his sheets are plaid flannel. He has a physique like Paul Bunyon. within the morning, he'll inform me: a l a ba m a : You’re the tiniest lady I’ve ever been with. 2 m a R i E ly n bE R na R d Dirty-3rd pages. indd 26 12/11/07 3:22:37 PM I’m a fresh red ballerina in his hands, swish and slick. He pushes me onto the mattress, and that i lie with my knees bent on the part, my toes sq. at the floor, and he's taking off his belt and his pants and slides his cock out of his boxers. a l a ba m a : remain there, darlin’, remain correct there! I do. I unfold my legs for Alabama’s country-boy dick. He fucks me with the basic depth of a guy who handles animals and land and grime. whilst he comes, I carry him, and the glance in his eyes makes me are looking to cry. i think like he might be crying too, yet he doesn’t understand it. On his nightstand, there's a plastic cup from Dunkin’ Donuts and a photograph of his puppy. I listen him at the cell along with his buddies; he feels like an asshole. This, i do know, could be the top evening of Alabama’s existence. i do know he'll name me simply to speak, and that i will suppose responsible yet i cannot name him again. He makes me scrambled eggs and kisses me so long. a l a ba m a : Be secure in the market, y’hear? I don’t have the center to inform him that no one’s secure anymore, or that I’m going again to long island. f uc ok i ng a R ou n d Dirty-3rd pages. indd 27 2 12/11/07 3:22:37 PM New York long island is 3 hours overdue to fulfill me, like she didn’t even leave out me. Her eyes are eco-friendly rimmed with pink. She appears ill and devastating and lovely. Her nails are excellent and shiny. Later, she is going to use them to track the full size of my backbone with a noticed path of blood, like I did to l. a., yet this time i'll love it and it'll strike a cord in me of hearts and love. n E W yoR okay : I haven’t slept in like, 3 days. m E : do you need to do that later, then? big apple: Why? No, after all now not. What are we watching for? big apple will possibly not understand that i will see her veins via her epidermis now, or the scar from the tattoo she acquired got rid of. I beloved that tattoo, yet i suppose I’d by no means instructed her that out loud. I observe i must carry on tighter to her if i need to maintain her, particularly. I kiss her and she or he tastes like toothpaste and cocaine. i will believe her shoulder blades like angel wings. Our bones conflict jointly like drumsticks. She places her iPod on shuffle and sticks it within the audio system and we fuck to Daft Punk and the Gypsy Kings and Miles Davis and okay.

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