Erotic Author Spotlight Series: Rachel Kramer Bussel

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Rachel Kramer Bussel is one of the world’s most prolific names in terms of erotic writing. If you’re a fan of erotic anthologies, chances are you’ve seen her name adorn the pages, or the cover, of your favourite saucy reads. I am part way through Rachel’s latest hot anthology, The Big Book of Orgasms which contains an appetite whettening 69 sexy stories to indulge in. My review will be coming soon, appropriately enough.

In the meantime please spend some time learning more about the fabulous Rachel Kramer Bussel, her works and writings as well as enjoying the free excerpt from her latest book.

– Cara Sutra

Rachel Kramer Bussel with Big Book of Orgasms erotic storybook

Biography

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Rachel Kramer Bussel (rachelkramerbussel.com) is an author, editor and blogger. She has edited over fifty books of erotica, including The Big Book of Orgasms: 69 Sexy Stories; Baby Got Back: Anal Erotica; Twice the Pleasure: Bisexual Women’s Erotica; Serving Him: Sexy Stories of Submission, The Big Book of Orgasms; Anything for You; Suite Encounters; Going Down; Irresistible; Gotta Have It; Obsessed; Women in Lust; Surrender; Orgasmic; Cheeky Spanking Stories; Bottoms Up; Spanked: Red-Cheeked Erotica; The Mile High Club; Going Down; Tasting Him; Tasting Her; Please, Sir; Please, Ma’am; He’s on Top; She’s on Top; Lust in Latex; Best Sex Writing 2013 and is Best Bondage Erotica series editor.

Her anthologies have won 8 IPPY (Independent Publisher) Awards, and Surrender won the National Leather Association Samois Anthology Award. Her work has been published in over one hundred anthologies, including Best American Erotica 2004 and 2006. She wrote the popular “Lusty Lady” column for the Village Voice.

Rachel has written for AVN, Bust, Cleansheets.com, Cosmopolitan, Curve, The Daily Beast, TheFrisky.com, Glamour, Gothamist, Huffington Post, Inked, Mediabistro, Newsday, New York Post, New York Observer, Penthouse, The Root, Salon, San Francisco Chronicle, Time Out New York and Zink, among others. She teaches erotic writing workshops across the country at colleges, sex toy stores, conferences and community events. She blogs at lustylady.blogspot.com and Tweets @raquelita.

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Free Excerpt

This free excerpt taken from “I’m on Fire” by Rachel Kramer Bussel in The Big Book of Orgasms: 69 Sexy Stories

Who doesn’t like a little hot wax drizzled on them? Okay, I know plenty of people don’t, but I say, more candles for me. I’m lucky to have a girlfriend with a perfectly complementary kinky mind. Ciara’s an artist, so it makes sense she’d love to decorate my body. We’ve even been photographed for a local art gallery, me coated in swirls of color, painted by her with the special candles we buy just for wax play.

Last Friday night, she surprised me. Monday is usually our date night, a way of reclaiming a normally mundane weeknight. But it had been a long week for both of us, and she knew I needed something special. In our house, that meant she texted me on her way home telling me to shower, get naked, spread the tarp out on the bed and wait for her. I did all that, although I couldn’t resist making myself come in the shower in anticipation.

I dried off and lay on the bed, goose bumps forming. That’s what Ciara does to me, even when she’s not around. I’ve never had such an explosive connection with anyone, which is what’s allowed me to go so far with her. She’s tied me up and “made” me come using a Hitachi Magic Wand, and used a butt plug and vibrator on me at once. She’s fisted me and felt me up in public. She’s done what feels like just about everything—and trust me, I reciprocate and love every minute!—but whenever I start to think there are no more sexual frontiers for us to forge, she finds a way to let me know there are.

That’s what she did last Friday. She entered the room and told me to spread myself out in an X. “I’m not going to tie you up, because you don’t need to be tied up or down, you just need to learn to take it. You can take it, can’t you, Amanda? Because if you can’t I might have to go find a girl who can and make you watch me play with her.” She wasn’t serious—or at least, she’d never do that without my permission. Once in a while, we invite another woman home with us, but it’s always on a case by case basis. Talking about it, though? Teasing each other with the naughty possibilities? That’s a surefire way to get both of us off. I’ll send her photos of naked women I find online and she’ll tell me all the things she wants to try with them. It’s our favorite form of foreplay.

I followed her instructions to the letter, smiling as she approached me, running her hands up and down my body. That alone was enough to send chills through me. “I got your favorite color,” she said, revealing a long candle, followed by a few others in various shades from light violet to deep purple. “I’d put one in your pussy, but then I wouldn’t get to coat you.” I moaned, but when I reached for her, she clucked her tongue. “Did I tell you to move? Only good girls get what I’m going to give you, and this time I have a surprise.”

I have a love/hate relationship with surprises, but I sometimes have a love/hate relationship with submission. Obeying is an innate part of my makeup, and yet I also like to be a brat, to defy, talk back, push the limits just to see what will happen. I’m usually the girl who asks what the surprise is, even though I know no true surprise gift giver would ever give away their secret that easily.

“You’re going to have to stay still, or you might get hurt,” she said with a serious tone. “Do you understand, Amanda?” She likes to repeat my name when we’re playing, like repetition in poetry where the same word pops up over and over, in her case a linguistic trick designed to make it stand out in sharp relief.

I knew a nod wouldn’t suffice, so I said, “Yes, I understand.”

Ciara leaned down and looked intently into my eyes. “Are you ready?” Another trick question, because how could I possibly consent to being ready for something if I didn’t know what it was?

– Rachel Kramer Bussel

 

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