"Afrodite" by Unknown Author (Reposted by who@why.not). After reviewing over 2000 stories posted on this newsgroup, I suppose I have become a bit cynical. One of my general guidelines is that if the male narrator describes the female protagonist's measurements with precise mathematical exactitude (in this case, 34D-22-34) the story is going to be superficial and shallow. Nevertheless, since the author spelled "areolas" right, my interest grew, as did his manhood.

The story is essentially unmitigated hedonism, as you might expect from its title. Aphrodite is the Greek goddess of love and passion, to whom the Romans later gave the less sexy name of Venus. With a blanket, picnic basket, bottle of wine and two glasses but no mosquitoes or sand flies, they merrily fuck each other's brains out in the great outdoors on a beautiful romantic night.

I'm always a little put off by unnecessary focus on physical magnitude as an indicator of sexuality. In addition to Afrodite's 34D-22-34 measurements, we learn that the narrator has an immense (13-inch) cock. That sort of detail is more a distraction than a turn-on to me. My husband has a friend who responds to a parting "Have a good one!" with "I already have a good one; I just need a bigger one!" Actually, all women know that a good one is better than a big one. Or, as my friend replies to "A good cock is hard to find": "A hard cock is good to find."

If you have a taste for unmitigated hedonism, you'll enjoy this well-written story. If anyone knows who actually wrote this story, I'd certainly like to find out.