Category Archives: Sexual/Gender Politics

Porn Stars at Duke, Sex Workers in Opera! If That Isn’t Great Activism, We’ll Eat Our Hats.

Nabbed from the Sex Workers' Opera blog - First Meeting Results (click image to get there).

Nabbed from the Sex Workers’ Opera blog – First Meeting Results (click image to get there).

Congrats to porn star Belle Knox for coming out! Knox, who paid for her Duke University education by taking part in erotic movies, wants to help sex workers—possibly by starting a foundation. This is such great activism that it makes us do whirlwind Snoopy dances. (And if you’ve never seen Angela doing a Snoopy dance, believe me, you are missing out.)

In the NY Daily News, Knox says, “I really enjoy sex, and I’ve always loved watching porn, so it just seemed like I could pay my way through college doing something I really love doing.” Awesome, hm? Read more here.

And what a great time to mention the Sex Workers’ Opera—a new and exciting project in London, that will give voice to sex workers via operatic performance. Talk about great activism that smashes cultural stereotypes!

Also, if you’d like to read our activist erotic collection Shameless Behavior: Brazen Stories of Overcoming Shame, starring fabulous writers such as Laila Blake, Sommer Marsden, Zoe More, and Stella Harris, among talented others, pop over to Amazon Kindle and purchase a copy. You’ll tickle us pink, if you do!

Bravo to all.

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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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Contest: How Long Will It Take ‘Em to Ban Con?

GDP005-Con_Cover_72Con, Book 1: You Can Play It Safe When You’re Dead, is now available directly from the big A, for your Kindle. (I’m not using the booksellers name, in case I tip them off — read on.) I’m keen to see whether they ban it or not. There isn’t one ounce of “obscene” material in there as far as I’m concerned, but as you know, the famed big bookseller acts rather like Hitler, saying that they’ll decide what “obscene” means, and then they’ll throw it out. They sell Lolita and A Clockwork Orange — both books that I love. They also sell Mein Kampf, so presumably they don’t think that’s obscene either. (35 reviewers give Hitler’s disgustingly racist work almost 4 stars overall.)

In Con, Book 1: You Can Play It Safe When You’re Dead, there are grifter twins, a dastardly mark, and sex at gunpoint.  Join the dots, baby.

So!  The contest:  Will they ban Con, or will they not? And if they do ban it, how many days will it take? Two days from today? Or a month? Or two months? In order to make this fun rather than frustrating, the first person who manages to correctly guess how long Con will stay live on the big bookseller’s website will receive any three of our e-books entirely without charge. You can comment below.

I’m going to guess it will take them 7 days. What do you think?

Please support indie erotica and freedom of expression by buying Con, either on our website or at Amazon. We heart your support!

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Sex and Mermaids: An Entrepreneurial Start-Up Story

GDP Square1We’re fortunate enough to have had our entrepreneurial start-up story published at Project Eve. Here’s the opening (to read the full story, go here.)

Tell us about your entrepreneurial product or service.
We publish character-driven erotic stories, and we also run a sexual-spiritual course for women called The Mermaid Voyage: A Two-Week Journey of Erotic Self-Discovery. Not only have we been authors and editors for years, but we’re also reiki practitioners and angel readers, so our erotic stories and courses promote erotic wellbeing on every level. We’re passionate about sexuality, peace, and self-love. And we take the erotic very seriously.

What inspired you to launch your business idea?
When I was a girl who was deeply ashamed of her body and sexuality, I discovered the erotic works of Anais Nin. Suddenly, I wasn’t alone any more, and my whole life changed, because I realized that I wasn’t warped or twisted, but simply human. I hid that book under my mattress and prayed it would never be found. Without Nin, I don’t know what I would have done.

So, decades later, my partner Angela and I decided to launch Go Deeper Press and the Mermaid Voyage, in order to promote sex-positivity. We’ve been around less than a year, creating erotic materials that promote love, enjoyment, and pride.

What problem does your business or organization solve?
Right now, with Russia attacking its LGBTQ citizens, and families telling their children that sex is shame, we know that erotica—through its pride in sexuality—can save lives. We also know… [Continue reading here]

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Sneaky Peek at Stella Harris’ “Aquamarine”

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Photo credit below.

This post is for adult eyes only.

Today, another preview from our brand new, erotic story collection, Shameless Behavior, which will be out this coming week. Stella Harris‘ “Aquamarine” sees Kelsey’s partner, Will, coming out about his love of cross-dressing in the bedroom. Specifically, Will loves having sex in women’s panties. Here’s the point where Kelsey sees Will in panties for the first time:

Kelsey changed in the bathroom down the hall, and then waited impatiently by their bedroom door for Will to call out that he was ready, like in a doctor’s office.

When the call finally came, Kelsey rushed through the door before stopping in her tracks. Will was face down on the bed—a sight to behold. One of his legs was bent just enough to give her a perfect view of his body and the panties, which were a perfect fit. The sea green satin almost glowed against Will’s tan skin. The waistband sat at the top of the curve of Will’s ass, and the slightly transparent fabric was stretched just enough to give a preview of what lay beneath.

Kelsey moved forward and slid her hands down Will’s back, but didn’t let herself touch the fabric yet. Now she was ready to slow down, to make this experience special, and to build anticipation. She’d meant to do that for Will’s benefit, but her own fingers were twitching with eagerness to touch.

Many thanks to Stella for so perfectly exploding the myth that a butch heterosexual man can’t be hot for his partner in femme panties. I particularly love how excited Kelsey is to see Will dressed this way. Often, sex is hottest when it surprises us, right?

Shameless Behavior: Brazen Stories of Overcoming Shame will be on sale in the next few days.

Bonjour sexy. Au revoir shame.

To get your hands on Shameless Behavior as soon as it’s available, and also to get freebies and free erotic goodies, sign up for the GDP occasional newsletter, yes! Or follow us on Twitter at: @GoDeeperPress

Photo credits: By Carl Bednorz (Flickr: Bow) via Wikimedia Commons

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An Interview with Erotic Writer Beth Wyatt

Beth Wyatt, author of Cutter

Beth Wyatt, author of Cutter

You’re going to be really proud that you know who Beth Wyatt is. She isn’t new to publishiing her work, but she is new to publishing her erotic writing–and it’s quite beautiful. Look forward to her powerful, steamy “Cutter” in “Shameless Behavior: Brazen Stories of Overcoming Shame.” Now enjoy her interview, won’t you?

1. We’re thrilled that you have joined us at Go Deeper Press.  Your story, Cutter, is beautiful, not to mention steamy.  Anyway, why did you become an erotic writer? We’d love to know…

Back in high school, I used to write “erotic thrillers” and share them with my friends. They were all the same–some female journalist stumbles across some secret that threatens her life and has lots of sex with the handsome cop assigned to protect her. They were awful, but I had fun writing them. It was a naughty thing to do, and it was something that set me apart from my classmates. In short, I was a teenage pornographer! But for some reason, I drifted away from erotica and focused on other genres as I got older. I’ve only recently found my way back thanks to my good friend and erotica writer, A.D.R. Forte. She gave me a lot of feedback on my story “Cutter” and encouraged me to submit it to GDP.

2. Can you give us an idea of what your story in “Shameless Behavior” is about?

It’s about an unhappy young woman who uses physical pain to ease her own emotional suffering. That need embarrasses her, and she tries to keep it hidden until she has a chance encounter with an equally wounded young man who needs to hurt someone as badly as she needs to be hurt. It’s a bit dark and sexy, but I think sex is always better with a bit of darkness. I hope readers will think so, too.

3. Is erotic writing something you enjoy? If so, why?

“Cutter” is the first piece of true erotica I’ve written as an adult, and it virtually wrote itself, which is a rare thing for me. I tend to write more “mainstream” stories, but there’s usually a strong sexual component to them. I think sex is such an integral part of the human experience that you can’t avoid it, no matter what genre you write in.

As far as enjoying the experience of writing erotica goes, I think that will come in time for me. Right now I’m a little too self conscious and keep getting in my own way.

4. How do you think our world would be different if there was less sexual shame and more sexual pride?

Coming this September!

Coming this September!

I think people would be happier in general. We externalize our shame and judge and punish other people who represent to us the parts of ourselves that we hate. By learning to love and accept ourselves, we learn to love and accept others. And if we’re no longer repressing our true sexual selves, we can have more and better sex. Who wouldn’t want that?

5. How do people respond when you tell them you’re an erotic writer? Do you have any stories about that?

Outside of my circle of writing friends, only my big sister knows. She’s a big fan of erotica, and she’s excited about my upcoming appearance in “Shameless Behavior.” I’m nervous about her reading my story for some reason, but I’ll get over it.

6. What advice might you give to a writer who wants to pen a great sex scene?

I really hate sex scenes where the writer just gives you a laundry list of actions the characters are performing without developing any emotional connection to the action. Sure, sex is a primal, physical act, but there’s a psychological component as well. For me, a well-written sex scene involves the brains and the hearts of the characters, not just their naughty bits.

Another thing, avoid weird euphemisms for sexual organs. Please no “love wands” or “squish mittens” or other weird phrases–unless they are in keeping with your character’s voice. If you’re free enough to write about sex, you should be brave enough to write about it clearly and plainly. Words like “pussy,” “dick,” “cunt” and “cock” are your friends.

“Shameless Behavior: Brazen Stories of Overcoming Shame” will launch in September 2013. To keep up to date with the launch, and also receive a free erotic e-book by Lana Fox, join our mailing list! (We never share your email and we don’t bombard.)

Beth Wyatt still lives in the same small Virginia town where she was born and raised. She pens her stories late at night, surrounded by cats and death metal music. She is currently working on her first novel.

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Why We Need to Offer Asylum to LGBTQ Russians Right NOW

This photo was snaffled from Prospect.org, with thanks. Credit: AP Photo/Lefteris Pitarakis

This photo was snaffled from Prospect.org, with thanks. Credit: AP Photo/Lefteris Pitarakis

Right now, we at GDP are thinking about Nazi Germany. We’re remembering what we know about Hitler and his atrocities. We’re sending love to a country in which people are being harmed, killed, taken away from their parents / children, all because of how they — or their loved ones — love, have sex, feel, identify, contribute to society, touch, embrace, imagine, dream, and send light to the world.

As so many of us already know, this isn’t a fight for sexual freedom alone.  It is a fight about how we love and feel, a fight about what is true to us. Whether or not you are — or know — someone who identifies as LGBTQ, you are being threatened here — we are all being threatened.

Love is being threatened.

Please read this excellent article by Nancy Goldstein.  Goldstein also gives suggestions for how we can help to fight the fight to let people love and express community as themselves.

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