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Early Reviews Are In for “First”!

FIRST by Jacob Louder - available soon! Click image for excerpt.

FIRST by Jacob Louder – available soon! Click image for excerpt.

So, the early reviews for Jacob Louder’s “First” are in, and, to be honest, Jake should be peeing himself. In fact, I’m pretty sure he is:

“FIRST would be an erotic teen Utopia, if it wasn’t for the bullies that do their best to spoil it. Louder’s novella is a literary page-turner that’s hotter than a porn mag. Get ready to redefine consent, receive blow jobs from your straight friends, and fall in love with a trans 10-year-old who deserves to wear lipstick her whole damn life. A tour de force!” —Lana Fox, author of Confessions of a Kinky Divorcee

“In a story that’s as sweet as it is sticky, Jacob Louder conjures a world that’s long on sexual possibility and short on shame. I wouldn’t mind living there.” —Natty Soltesz, author of Backwoods

“A stunning debut by the fearless Jacob Louder, FIRST hits the erotica scene with a startlingly original voice that displays an unusual freedom in expressing sexual beginnings. The tale of teenage Nico’s introduction to the sexual side of both boys and girls has all the trappings of a good read: plausible and realistic characters; a defined and specific place and time; deliciously descriptive sex; and a bold and unapologetic voice. Not to mention that it starts with my two favorite words in the English language: ‘My cock….’” —Dario Dalla Lasta, Huddle

“First” will be available soon from Go Deeper Press. Join our email list to get notified once it’s ready for your e-reader of choice, or follow Jake on Twitter!

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Brazen!

GDP Square1Have you seen the fabulous tumblr entitled Critiquing Your Dick Pics with Love? It’s NSFW and totally enjoyable. Plus it’s great anti-shame activism, in our opinion. Take a look!

And thanks so much to all of you for downloading Shameless Behavior: Brazen Stories of Overcoming Shame for free. For instance, we’re very grateful to Jade Waters for leaving us a wonderful 5-star review. Among other things, she says, “I have no shame in saying I loved this collection!” In fact, Jade Waters is also a wonderfully talented erotic author, so go and take a look at her website too!

To read a free erotic story from the Shameless Behavior collection, take a look at Compassion’s Seed – the story of a priest who is in desperate need of sexual transformation…

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A Free Erotic E-Book Deal: Shameless Behavior

shutterstock_133523684Shameless Behavior: Brazen Stories of Overcoming Shame, which features work by erotic luminaries such as Sommer Marsden, Stella Harris, and Kyoko Church, is a collection of 12 stories that are not only sizzling hot, but also tell adventurous tales of triumphing over shame. So naturally, we’re thrilled to be hosting a free giveaway of Shameless Behavior next weekend (March 3rd – 4th, 2014), when you can blaze a trail to Amazon and download the e-book absolutely free!

For a clearer pic of what we’re talking about, you can check out Mia Hopkins’ review of the e-book, which includes these words: “Intelligent, steamy, and thought-provoking, this collection celebrates that moment when, no longer alone, we feel safe enough to bring our deepest secrets into the light only to discover how beautiful we never knew they were.”

That also shows you what an amazing writer Mia Hopkins is, which we, at GDP, well know! But I digress…

To give a taste of what is in store for you, here are the first few sizzling pages from Kyoko Church‘s Wet, which is featured in the collection:

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FREE on March 1st and 2nd from Amazon!

There were things Beth would always remember about that first time with Jeff: the blue of the ocean out of the honeymoon suite window glimpsed from the bed over her new husband’s shoulder, the faint smell of bleach that the Caribbean cleaning staff used before each new guest, a few small cracks in the plaster ceiling, and the intensity with which her normally jovial and easy-going boyfriend of ten months and spouse of twelve hours said, “Okay, let’s do this.”

The other things, honestly, she didn’t try to recall. But they played like a damning loop in her head—a recording she switched on every morning after that first time, one she would painstakingly add to with only the most searing words from each subsequent and progressively awkward coupling. In the end, she would have a highlight reel of the worst moments, a “greatest hits” from those years of shame, a humiliation compilation.

She didn’t play it willingly, exactly, but out of a masochistic need to remind herself each day:

This is who you are.
A woman whose husband finds her repulsive.

***

“I like to read,” Beth said on her first date with Drew, as they sipped their Starbucks coffees amidst the smell of new books.

She knew how trite it sounded, but it was the truth. She’d always loved reading but as her marriage crashed and burned, she escaped into the fantasy of books even more. When her life was miserable and it was difficult to raise her head to face her reflection in the mirror, she placated her damaged heart with fiction.

She read not on a park bench or a coffee shop or while sun tanning on the beach, leisurely and with easy enjoyment—no. She read like she did certain other things: furiously, furtively, with guilty pleasure. She wasn’t reading Dickens or Tolstoy. No Atwood or Kingsolver or Ondaatje for her. You couldn’t say the plots were masterfully handled, subtly crafted, or slowly unfolding. The books she read had brash covers. Two dimensional characters. Books to be read in one sweaty afternoon. She gulped down each delicious morsel and then searched frantically for more.

“I’m a King fan, myself,” Drew said. “Stuart Woods, Linwood Barclay, that kind of thing. What are you reading right now?”

“Oh,” she said, fighting a blush. “Oh, nothing. Just some…romance stuff.”

“Ah.” He smiled. “The ubiquitous rise of dirty e-books, right? Suddenly everyone and her grandma’s into BDSM.”

Then she really did blush. At first glance, Drew looked about as straight as they came, like a guy who read the Bible on weekends for a good time. And yet here was this straight-laced, possible Bible-reading type perfectly at ease saying…those letters.

“Hey, I was just kidding,” he said, noticing her reaction.

But something about the way he said it, with one eyebrow cocked and a twinkle in his eye that was anything but innocent, made her pulse jump a little. It was a look that reminded her of all her favorite male characters in the books she read. Confident. Knowing. Teasing.

Dominant.

God, she thought, as a realization dawned. He’s totally sexy. Certain telltale signs threatened inside of her, below. Parts she tried not to think about began to pulse, and she blushed even harder, squeezing her legs together, which only made things worse.

She wanted to stay. The more he talked, the more she liked him. She liked his bright eyes and his easy, wide smile; his quirky sense of humor and the way he opened up to her, so easily. And she liked that—despite his choir-boy appearance—a shadow of someone not quite so innocent lurked. But those things, in the end, were why she had to leave.

She made her excuses and walked away, desperately wanting to run back at the same time as wanting to put as much distance as possible between Drew and the way he made her feel.

Drew persisted.
They spent countless hours on the phone and IM, and, God, did she love talking to him.

He was smart and witty and kind. They could discuss everything from family and friends, to politics and favorite TV shows, to the latest cancer research and the psychology of sexuality…and everything in between. Safe in the confines of her apartment, things could get a little heated over the phone or chat. They had more than one naughty conversation that, after it ended, pushed Beth to resort to those furious and furtive pleasures she was more than used to providing herself, no brash-covered books necessary. But whenever they met in person and things started to turn intimate, Beth fled.

One night at his place, Drew rented the movie A Dangerous Method. He said it was about Freud and Jung, so she relaxed on his couch, preparing to be enlightened on perhaps the Oedipus complex or the collective unconscious. Instead, she froze in her seat, staring at the screen—Keira Knightley’s Spielrein confessed her secret yearnings to Michael Fassbender’s Jung—thinking she might spontaneously combust. She squirmed and willed her body not to betray her. Drew noticed her squirm and put a comforting arm around her.

When Fassbender trussed Knightley’s wrists up to a door while the brunette, standing and bent at the waist, offered up her ass to be flogged from behind, it was too much for Beth. Wracked with self-consciousness, she shrugged out from under Drew’s arm.

“Hey, are you okay?” Drew asked.
“Yeah, I’m just a little tired, I guess,” Beth said. “I—I might get going.”
“But the movie isn’t done,” Drew said. “Is it too over the top? It’s just…we had all those psychology chats. Or is it me?” he continued in a rush. “Did I do something?”

“No! No, it’s not you,” Beth said.

Drew sighed and looked down for a moment. When he looked up at her again, his eyebrows were peaked in concern. “Beth,” he sighed. “Look, I’m just going to be really honest with you, okay? I like you. A lot. You’re smart and funny and, God, sometimes you’re so sexy, I really have to stop myself from….” He flushed and smiled. “Sorry. I just—I think you’re really attractive.”

Beth could barely contain her pounding heart. If Drew was feeding her lines, then he deserved a best actor award. She didn’t care. She’d been lost in the desert for too long, and now she wanted to drink in the look in his eyes—the one that said he wanted her.

“And,” Drew continued, “I know you like me, too. I mean, the talks we’ve had! I’ll admit, I’ve needed a cold shower after more than one.” Beth blushed with her own private memories, but kept quiet. “When we’re together, though, every time I sense a connection between us— something happening—you pull away.”

Unexpectedly, Beth felt tears spring to her eyes.
“Am I wrong?”
“You’re not wrong,” she whispered.
He moved closer to her on the couch, placed a hand on her knee. Gently, he took her chin and placed a small, delicate kiss on her lips—their first. “Sweet Beth,” he murmured. “What has he done to you?”

Her breathing caught. “What?” she gasped.

“It doesn’t take a mind reader to know that someone has you believing you are less than the amazing, sexy, beautiful woman you truly are,” he said softly, and then kissed her again, moving his arms to encircle her small frame.

“Oh,” she sighed, deflated that her insecurities were so plain, weakened by how his words nudged her deep-seated wounds.

She let herself be swept away then. Swept away by all the things he was doing, the things she’d wanted for so long: his lips on hers; the knowing way he kissed her; the feel of his strong, warm hands running down her sides, then stroking her thighs. When he cupped her breasts firmly, and even when he pinched her nipples, sending jolts of sensation straight down between her legs, she was able to push aside all of the shame and fear and loathing. She wanted this so badly.

But then.

He reached his hand up under her skirt and momentarily teased his fingers over her panty-covered mound. The sensation was fleeting and all the sweeter for being so. But when he deftly hooked his thumbs into her panties, tugged them down and off, and with a waft of coolness finding its way to her moistened cleft, her ex’s words clawed through, unbidden.

You always get so wet.
It’s so…messy.
I don’t want to get it on my fingers.
And the worst one.
I can still smell it.
She flushed hard. Her head spun, and she felt slightly nauseous. She stood. “I—I’m so sorry, Drew. I have to go.”
“Beth, please, let’s talk about it.”
But she was already grabbing her purse.
In her car on the way home, she tried to talk herself into going back. She couldn’t stay like this forever. Closed off. Unfulfilled. Ashamed. But Jeff’s words, those memories of her ex, they lived inside her like a thing, like a python that had insidiously wrapped itself around her heart and refused to let go. All starting with that first time…. [Read the rest of the story during our free Kindle giveaway on March 1st and 2nd 2014, or buy the book at Amazon today!]

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Shameless Behavior: Erotica Review from Mia Hopkins

Y0Z_2e4m33EA1AikWpFA3-bZSIG04gM4mLkjj_vZJYkWe woke up to a delightful tweet this morning from Go Deeper author Mia Hopkins of Dirty Little Numbers fame, who has reviewed our erotic anthology, Shameless Behavior: Brazen Stories of Overcoming Shame. Her fabulous review opens like this:

“Sometimes kink feels like sex distilled, the depth of sexuality packed into a word, a gesture, a mood.”

With this line, contributing author Laurel Isaac distills the flavor of Shameless Behavior, a fantastic collection of short stories edited by Lana Fox and published by Go Deeper Press.    

Indeed, kink abounds.  In “Cutter” by Beth Wyatt, a Tom Hardy-esque MMA fighter with a penchant for domination meets a meek shopgirl who regularly retreats into the restroom with a packet of razors. “Stay” by Rion Woolf is a hot trans story about giving and receiving, big secrets and big surprises.  Isaac’s “Holding” is a tribute to watersports that ends in a fun crescendo… [read the full review.]

Incidentally, Mia also has a story coming out in Delilah Devlin’s Cowboy Heat (Cleis Press). Looks like a really fun anthology! Watch that space…

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Sophie Bulldog’s Bitchin’ Review of Zombie Erotoclypse by Tamsin Flowers

Sophie Bulldog, bitch and erotica reviewer.

Sophie Bulldog, bitch and erotica reviewer.

Trot on over to BookBoner for Sophie Bulldog’s first bitchin’ erotic review. I quote:

“Anyhump, I’ve been enjoying Zombie Erotoclypse by Tamsin Flowers. It’s erotica. Not dog erotica, but  it does contain zombies in chains–pretty great to see humans being tied up for a change instead of humble bulldogs. (If only I had opposable thumbs.) But overall…” [Read more here.]

And since we’re on the talented Tamsin, her gorgeous Lucky Mascot appears in Huddle: Sex with Sporty Queers (vol. 1, Boys’ Varsity) which is also available for NOOK or at a special price at Go Deeper Press.

What’s more, have you heard of the amazing Erotica for All? You can find free reads there (here’s an erotic excerpt from Con), info about authors, great posts around erotica, and much much more. Go take a look!

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The Sex-Negative Dog’s Erotic Review: Shameless Behavior

Lilly Boxer, the Sex-Negative Dog

Lilly Boxer, the Sex-Negative Dog

Good evening, dear mild-mannered bitches.

As a sex-negative dog, ay don’t usually do erotica reviews. But when Step-Mom Lana and BestMomEver asked me to give my cookie’s worth on Shameless Behavior: Brazen Stories of Overcoming Shame, ay said, “Will I get a Dentastick if ay do this?” And when the answer was yes, of course, ay jumped at the chance. What else is a bitch to do?

Honestly, ay can’t recommend this book enough. No, wait. What ay mean is, ay can’t recommend this book. Now, you may think to yourself, ah, but LB is a sex-negative dog, so of course she isn’t going to recommend an erotic anthology. But ay can honestly tell you that if this book had less squishy rumpy pumpy in it, ay would give it a first class review.

Ay mean, let’s start with Step-Mom Lana’s terrible piece of smut from the collection, in which a priest gets erotically “saved” by a Virgin Mary lookalike. Now, correct me if ay’m wrong, dear bitches, but isn’t the whole point of being a priest the fact that you’re saved from sex? All that icky below-the-tail mess! Ay tried it once with Bandito the dachshund from next door, and let’s just say ay was cleansing my bottom for weeks. Also, he was very small and ay am a boxer. This, as you can imagine, gave me a unique overview of the situation.

Now, BestMomEver does not appear in this sticky collection, and ay have to say ay’m glad. But apparently she line-edited the thing, which means every time there is a c-word or a d-word or an f-word, BestMomEver did not censor it.

The only story that ay thought was not icky, was ‘Holding’ by Laurel Isaac. Laurel Isaac knows that peeing is a pure and loveable pursuit, and that it bonds us together, and should never cause shame. Ay wouldn’t be surprised if this wonderful writer had a dog of her own. Peeing, of course, is not icky, and Bandito and I bonded more over peeing than anything else. Why humans are so ashamed of peeing, ay will never know. Ay mean, they pee in a pot. How silly of them.

All the same, dear bitches, ay have been told that if ay give this collection of overcoming shame a five-star review, there will be extra Purina One in it for me, along with the aforementioned Dentastix.  So bravo, bravo to the editors and authors of Shameless Behavior. If you’re going to read a book that has lots of icky rumpy pumpy in it, and you don’t mind being more moist than usual, please read this one because Step-Mom Lana and BestMomEver make some money to buy me cookies and such.

Raise those legs, bitches.

–LB the SexNegativeDog

You can buy Shameless Behavior at godeeperpress.com, Amazon, or Barnes & Noble. And thanks for your support!

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Go Deeper Loves: Greta Christina’s Bending

Bending-cover-jpg-2002I’m lucky. I read a lot of good erotic literature because I do what I do and Go Deeper does what it does. But I have to confess: It’s been a really long time since a collection stopped me in my tracks, and an even longer time since I’ve reread the first story before moving on to the second.

Enter Greta Christina’s Bending: Dirty Kinky Stories About Pain, Power, Religion, Unicorns, & More, which came out in April of this year, courtesy of Dirty Heathen Publishing, and how I missed it for so long, I don’t know. But, hey, many thanks go to In Bed With Susie Bright for the tip. “These are not nice stories,” Christina writes in her introduction. Of course, we all know that “not nice” is subjective. I, for one, think that her stories are incredibly nice or, more accurately, dirty in a way that makes me wish I’d written them. All of them. Her warning is a good one, though, for the folks whose experiences with erotica begin and end with Fifty Shades of Grey.

But, oh, that’s not you guys!

Bending is good sex writing. Period. Christina has a solid, literary voice; Bataille-style bravery and honesty (we’re talking fearlessness that is stunning and sometimes too hard to find in this genre); and the wildest, most beautiful imagination, which leads to the most stunningly sexy scenes starring some broken, but beautiful, players.

Just a tip: You should buy this book. You should especially buy this book if you’re a fan of a good spanking. There are lots of spankings. I’d say a spanking for every story, but that might not be true, and I’d hate to falsely advertise. You should also buy this book if you’re a fan of “taboo” topics. As a very huge fan of what typically falls under this category–in Bending’s case, the best ever buildup between an uncle and a niece; a sex worker as nun, who offers a woman, in true Catholic fashion, opportunity after opportunity to relive moments of guilt and shame; and, my personal favorite, a professor/student scenario that is…oh. You just have to read.

Get Bending whenever and where ever you can.

Thanks for supporting Go Deeper Press. If you’d like to browse our erotic, sex-positive e-books for brain and brawn, you can find our website here.

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Confessions of a Kinky Divorcee: A Go Deeper Press Review

Courtesy of Mischief Books

Courtesy of Mischief Books

Here are a few confessions of my own: (1) This book is a sign of what’s to come, and I am so stoked about the future of erotica. (2) I thought Confessions was far too short. Really, I wanted it to go on and on. That’s how crisp and compelling it is–so vivid in Fox’s every detail. (3) Lana Fox is my partner, but there is not one falsehood or stretched truth below, because that would be bogus. (4) I like referring to her as “Fox.”

In Confessions, we read over the shoulder of Debs as she journals every detail of her day: some saddening (that’s where the “divorcee” part comes in), others hilarious, and most intensely erotic and obsessive in the sexiest way possible. And it’s this combination—of heartbreak, humor, and desire—that makes Debs incredibly likeable and identifiable. You are on her side from the first line she writes. And in the end? Well, there could be no better outcome.

The sex is hot, inventive, and masterfully written. And Debs has lots of it, with both men and women. But what was most surprising was the way Fox subtly spun Debs’ coming-out story, and not once did it feel contrived or overbearing or cliché. And Confessions is a story that’s about much more than coming out as queer. Debs comes out as a feminist, as a woman who’s sexually political, and as someone who no longer “laughs her opinions away,” who no longer feels the need to please, but, instead, to speak her mind, regardless of how her words are received. We watch Debs evolve both in her sexuality and in her person, discovering who she is experience by experience. And even when she’s faced with uncertainty and a whole lot of condescension, courtesy of her ex trying his best to get her back (“Oh, Debs, you’re adorable, but you’re not a lesbian”), she doesn’t stir or fall back on old ways. This is one of the novel’s triumphant moments, Debs’ true moment of transformation.

There is an important message here from Fox, and she delivers it with rich, sexy precision: Erotica can make you feel good in myriad ways, and, if it’s done like this, it can help you learn exactly who you are.

You can buy Confessions of a Kinky Divorcee at AmazonBarnes & NobleGoogle Play, and many other places. You can also buy Lana’s short stories in the Go Deeper Press anthologies Femme Fatale and As the Bishop Said to the Actress in our own online store.

Thanks for supporting Go Deeper Press by reading our blog.  If you’d like to browse our erotic, sex-positive e-books for brain and brawn, you can find our website here.

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