By Madam TripleX (Guest Blogger)
Let me introduce myself. I’m Madame TripleX. The triple X is no accident. What I write is not for the faint of heart. I know that sounds cliché, but it’s true.
My writing can only be described as: raunchy, graphic, borderline porn and somewhat like a men’s confession letter, but with a little woman’s touch. So yeah; I write raunchy works that a man can read and not feel that he’s reading a romance novel and a woman can read something, that maybe is past her comfort zone, but she’s willing to step out of the box.
So what is my work like and why do I write stories that are considered borderline porn….ahem super raunchy that is?
I don’t believe the hype that men are the only ones that are visual creatures and like their reads dirty. There are some of us (raising hand) that kinda like it graphic.
What kind of woman will like my work?
The woman that gets off on porno….ahem adult videos. LOL. Videos either with her significant other—or by herself.
The woman that loves sex toys and can go into a shop and buy them without wearing dark sunglasses.
The woman that likes the sounds of sex, Yes! Do you get wet hearing a woman moan and groan as someone is making love to her?
Do you like hearing a woman scream out her pleasure? For some that’s a turn on.
If you’re nodding your head to any of the above, then you’ll like my work.
Now, what made me start writing stories like this? I saw a niche.
I’ve been noticing that a lot of women that have been reading erotica said it’s beginning to be the same old same old.
Really? I’ve read a lot of erotica/ romantica and hot steaming romances, and a lot of it is quite good.
But that wasn’t exactly what these women were talking about. Noooo. The sex was the same. Even the BDSM stuff! WOW!
So I asked: “What are you looking for?” I was surprised—somewhat. I found out that they wanted their sex scenes a bit more graphic. They wanted the language to be a bit—rougher. They wanted to almost feel the sex as they read it.
Those words that were mostly forbidden to describe body parts. They wanted to see those now.
They wanted their reads to read like Hustler!
What’s too raunchy? Of course there are the usual no-nos. You know the ones on those submission pages that tell you what they don’t want to see or accept. And actually those aren’t raunchy, that’s just tasteless and icky.
What I write is fun nasty.
Do my stories have plots?
Of course! In fact Ultimate Surrender has a really good plot, if I do say so. Just because I use nasty language and my sex scenes are graphic, doesn’t mean I don’t deal with loving couples.
And that’s the way real sex should be. One should be able to express anything to one's mate, unashamed and with abandon, without feeling guilty. And Ultimate Surrender deals with that issue.
Hey, I enjoy sex. I think it’s fun and it can be nasty, but in a good way. I love to let loose and scream from the rooftops. I want to have that kind of sex that if you’re at the hotel, the people in the next room complain to management. But you don’t care, cause you know you had a good time. WINK WINK.
And that’s how I write my books and I hope you read them with the same kind of abandon and freedom from guilt.
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Ultimate Surrender by Madame TripleX
Ginger has deep desires that she can’t express to anyone, not even to her new boyfriend Matthew. And even though she knows that he would never judge her, she is having an inner conflict, and she’s been judging herself even since they met online.
This desire you just don’t blurt out.
Matthew knows what Ginger is hiding from him, but he won’t push the issue. But on her birthday, he wants to give her a special surprise, something that Ginger doesn’t even see coming. Can this loving couple see their way through a game that might push them both over the edge?
Matthew laughed that laughed I loved so much. Deep, dark and sexy.
When I first heard him over the phone, I creamed in my panties. Didn’t think a voice could make a woman climax. Meeting him in person, I now had the voice and the face. Talk about hitting the jackpot.
I assumed his profile pic was an old college picture. You know what they say about assuming. Fact is, it didn’t do him justice. But then, could a camera capture such magnificence?
The epitome of tall dark and handsome—and then some.
“Okay, you got me, sweetness.” He pushed back some of his dark waving mane off his forehead. “But you have to admit we clicked instantly. I didn’t think I would find an honest woman that really liked sexual role-playing. Some women get scared if you go too far, even though they know it’s a game.”
“I told you in our chats, nothing is new to me. My profile speaks for itself. It says, open, adventurous, willing to push the envelope.”
“Yes, and you have lived up to that—so far.” Matthew leaned back in his chair. His brows knitted together.
That meant he was thinking. I found out early on, that could be a bad thing—a deliciously bad thing, but it still threw me off guard on several occasions. The last time he was in deep thought, I found myself two days later draped over his lap in a schoolgirl outfit begging for a harder spanking—in public at a park!
“You mean to tell me there’s not one fantasy you fear, but want to play out? You know, a dark desire that you’re afraid to even share with me?” Matthew got up and put away the dishes.
I didn’t want to go down this road again. Not right now. I knew we would get to it at some point, but today was my special day and this subject was too deep at the moment.
Yeah, there was a fantasy I wanted to play out, but didn’t trust any man enough to put myself in his hands. Until Matthew. I was still however, too scared to voice that yearning. The desire to give over complete power, control and reason. Ultimate surrender, no turning back.
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