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* "Do You Want It?" by Mark Aster (voyeurism and sex
in the outdoors) 10, 10, 10
* "Do You Want It?" by Mark Aster (MyFrThAl@aol.com). I've been lurking at my computer, ready to pounce on this author as soon as he makes a mistake. He patiently sends me each of his stories shortly before he posts it, and I eagerly devour each one - expecting that the string of good stories will have to end. After all, his plots are largely similar: hot sex between or among two or more friends or strangers of the same or different gender, usually with one or more persons watching and having sex while the featured couple or menage do their thing. That storyline eventually has to get boring, doesn't it? Well, not yet. Maybe it's because my computer was down for the last week or so, but I found this story to be one of Mark's most erotic ever. I live my real life in an interestingly boring world where I have not yet and probably will never will utter the sentence, "Do you want it?" under circumstances quite the same as those depicted in this story. Mark Aster writes about an imaginary world where there are no sexually transmitted diseases and where casual sex is not likely to ruin some of the best things in life - in short, a world where recreational sex is almost always the wonderful fun that it is on the best occasions in my real life. I would LIKE to live in Mark's world; and I do live there in my imagination. If I did live there and if I came upon a really cute guy watching a really sexy girl masturbate, I'd look him straight in the eye and shock his socks off by asking him, "Do you want it?" Then I'd casually remove whatever clothing would obscure and impede his access to my ass and pussy, and I'd lean on the bridge in front of him, so that I could watch the lady do her work and so that he would have to look past me to see her. I'd let him fondle, kiss, penetrate, and generally do wonderful things to my anatomy. I'd let my pussy muscles return the favor without distracting me even a moment from the interesting object of our mutual admiration; and when the young lady that originally attracted his interest would eventually look up, I'd lock eyes with her and let her know across the distance that I was every bit as happy as she was. As a final touch that the author did not think of, I'd wink when I managed to time my climax with hers. I don't live in Mark's imaginary world, but my husband has his Sports Illustrated swimsuit calendar near my computer. While I read Mark's story after school this afternoon, I found myself glancing at that calendar; and Miss April and I managed to merge Mark's world with my own in a way that made me very happy. As I'm writing this review, Miss April is still there, and I'm getting horny again; and as soon as I finish this sentence, I'm going to head for the bedroom, summarize this story to my husband, and see if he wants it. It's now morning; and he did want it - twice! That's a total of five raging orgasms in less than 24 hours from one story! I suggest you read it. It's now late afternoon. I made it through the day with all those sexy people in the teachers' lounge without giving way to my lust. As I glanced back over this story before writing the next review, I realized that there's one more idea that I wanted to mention. I have on several occasions commented on interracial sex. I think it's wonderful that people want to make love to people of other races; but I have expressed concern that so many of the newsgroup stories focus on people of one race humiliating those of another. Or Black men are often described as possessing animalistic qualities that make them distinctly different from their white counterparts. The present story handled interracial sex wonderfully. The woman who was masturbating while reading her book was a Black woman. There was no implication that there was anything abnormal about the woman - in the author's imaginary world all sensible people are sexy and sensuous and give pleasure to themselves and to others. But neither the woman's personality nor the color of her skin was irrelevant; rather these factors were treated as a natural part of a hot story. Skin color is not invisible. I like my own skin. I love to run my fingers over it, especially when I'm turned on; and I hate its blemishes - although my husband claims these make me more attractive. My skin happens to be white and my hair happens to be dark and my eyes brown. These are very sexy skin, hair, and eyes; and so were those of the woman in the story and of the model on the calendar. It's beautiful and natural to take all of these things into consideration when telling or reading a story about sexy people. What I am trying to say is that an unexpected extra of this story is that the author managed to introduce race in such a natural way that it simply became a realistic, natural part of what I would normally notice in a sexy setting. I really liked the way he handled that detail. Ratings for "Do You Want It?" Athena (technical quality): 10 Venus (plot & character): 10 Celeste (appeal to reviewer): 10 |