Voracious: Erotica for Women

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All steamed up and nothing to read? Voracious: Erotica for Women opens a Pandora’s box of pleasures, with scorching encounters, dreamy partners, and heart-pounding thrills that won’t put a run in your fishnets (and a few that will). In Teresa Noelle Roberts’ “Voice of an Angel,” an opera costumer helplessly infatuated with a countertenor — a man who sings a female part in baroque opera —makes interesting discoveries as she measures his inseam. In Susie Hara’s “Puffy Lips,” a refined woman indulges her primitive ...
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All steamed up and nothing to read? Voracious: Erotica for Women opens a Pandora’s box of pleasures, with scorching encounters, dreamy partners, and heart-pounding thrills that won’t put a run in your fishnets (and a few that will). In Teresa Noelle Roberts’ “Voice of an Angel,” an opera costumer helplessly infatuated with a countertenor — a man who sings a female part in baroque opera —makes interesting discoveries as she measures his inseam. In Susie Hara’s “Puffy Lips,” a refined woman indulges her primitive urge to take what she wants from a modern-day caveman in a dark alley. Kathleen Bradean’s “Chill” describes the lengths to which the heroine will go to enact her unusual, icy fetish at an exclusive “spa.” “Kink was the candy coating that made sex tastier,” she explains. “Fetish was sweet dark chocolate, straight up.” Stylishly edited by sex guru Violet Blue, these edgy erotic treats showcase the most daring, best-written erotica available. And, like a gorgeous lover, it complements any bedroom decor.
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Editorial Reviews

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Every story in this collection, nineteen stories, tries to answer Freud’s famous question: “What do women want?” As Molly Weatherfield points out in the forward, there is no single answer. Not only is it a question of desire, but how each story fits together as a whole. This is intelligent erotica, with well-told stories considering all manner of wanting.
San Francisco Book Review

"The unexpected trysts in these tales are bound to give readers a few ideas for the bedrooms and beyond. The short stories come from some of the most daring erotic writers out there today."
Adult Video News

"The collection of erotic stories found in Voracious will have you questioning everything you thought you knew about sexual pleasure. Actually, this book needs to be sold with a pair of fireproof gloves because the heat coming off of these pages is enough to singe your bare hands. It's not a book that you can adequately describe. Voracious must be experienced and not simply talked about."
—Fresh Fiction

"Voracious is just what the title suggests. Each of the nineteen stories in this collection meets editor Violet Blue’s exquisite standards of taste and sheer kink. These are not your run of the mill girl meets flogger stories. Oh no. This is the stuff that new fetishes are born from. These stories will haunt your daydreams and have you begging for more."
—BDSM Book Reviews

"Voracious is the perfect collection of tales that will have you savoring each tale as if it were the most well-crafted piece of salted caramel around. These stories are neither boring or safe. This collection will push pass any sensual boundaries that you did not know that you even had. And you will be the better for it. Voracious: Erotica for Women makes the perfect purse sized gift the keeps you endlessly entertained whether you are waiting on line for the bus or trying to get in a few pages before bedtime, you will no doubt enjoy the time you spent with the latest anthology from editrix extraordinaire Violet Blue."
— Night Owl Reviews

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781573449366
  • Publisher: Cleis Press
  • Publication date: 3/12/2013
  • Pages: 234
  • Sales rank: 1,050,713
  • Product dimensions: 5.90 (w) x 8.90 (h) x 0.70 (d)

Meet the Author

Violet Blue is the editor of the bestselling erotica anthologies Sweet Life, Lips Like Sugar, and Taboo. Violet has appeared on the Oprah Winfrey Show. She has been featured in O: The Oprah Magazine, Newsweek, Cosmopolitan, Esquire, First for Women, Glamour, Penthouse, Redbook, Maxim, Marie Claire, and many more. The editor of the Best Women's Erotica series, she has sold over 350,00 copies. She lives in San Francisco.
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Erotica for Women
By Violet Blue

Cleis Press

Copyright © 2013 Violet Blue
All right reserved.

ISBN: 9781573449366

Voice of an Angel
by Teresa Noelle Roberts

Jessie was hired for the costuming job at the Berkshire Opera because she had a great portfolio and several years of theatrical costuming experience.
Her knowledge of opera, however, was limited to what she’d learned from classic Bugs Bunny cartoons.
It didn’t really matter for the job. As long as the directors could explain their vision for a production and point her in the right direction for visual inspiration, she didn’t need to know that much. But plunging into a new world full of beautiful but unfamiliar music had piqued her curiosity. Most people in the company were glad to answer her questions, but she’d found a particular friend in the set designer. Nelson, a 50ish self-described ‘flamboyant opera queen,’ was delighted to have someone new to convert to his passion, and she often found his non-musician’s explanations more comprehensible than those of the people with conservatory degrees.
So it was to Nelson she turned when the early discussions of a production of Handel’s Giulio Cesare left her confused. ‘I have no problem with cross-gender casting. If the director wants Nora Murray to play Ptolemy, I’m glad to make the costume. But aren’t they going to have to transpose the part for her?’
‘A lot of the Baroque repertoire is written for a castrato voice. Yes,’ Nelson continued, seeing her wince, ‘it means exactly what it sounds like. Disturbing thought, but supposedly it produced a lovely voice, high but powerful. Mutilating boys for the sake of art is frowned on nowadays, though, so women usually get those roles.’
‘If it’s a choice between cutting some poor kid’s balls off or making someone built like Queen Latifah look manly, I’ll take on the extra costuming challenge.’
‘I’m glad that’s your department, not mine—talk about engineering! On the other hand, I do envy you getting to fit David Gwynn.’
‘The one coming up from New York to play Caesar?’
‘A countertenor, and one of the best. A male alto or soprano, to oversimplify vastly,’ he added, seeing the blank look on her face. ‘They’re rare, of course, and great ones rarer still, but David sounds like you’d imagine an angel would, and he’s utterly gorgeous to boot. The idea of getting paid to have your hands all over that man and maybe see him in his underwear… my dear, I am terribly, terribly jealous.’
Jessie immediately imagined some pretty, fey, androgynous creature, Boy George with more class. Nice to look at, fun to costume, but not her type. Just as well, really.

When David Gwynn actually walked into the first cast-and-crew briefing session, though, he wasn’t at all what Jessie had imagined. For one, he was tall, six-two or six-three if she estimated correctly (and after several years of fitting bodies of all shapes and sizes for costuming, she usually did) and nicely built. He wasn’t a broad-chested fantasy figure off a romance novel cover, but lean and leggy and gracefully strong like a great cat, not at all the androgynous sylph she’d pictured.
He wasn’t pretty, either, but handsome in an almost stern way, all about high cheekbones and chiseled features and pale grey-blue eyes that looked cold and remote until he smiled. He was dressed all in neutral colors—black jeans, charcoal grey sweater, lighter grey turtleneck under it to protect his throat against the chilly spring air.
When he smiled, his severe good looks transfigured into something otherworldly yet very sexy, something like she’d always imagined Tolkien’s elves (the cute-college-boy appeal of Orlando Bloom notwithstanding). Jessie melted—right along, she figured, with everybody in the room who fancied men. His speaking voice astonished her even more than his looks: rich, resonant, lower than she expected.
‘Aren’t you a countertenor?’ she blurted out when they were introduced. ‘I’d expected your voice to be higher.’ Then she bit her tongue, realizing that she’d sounded like an ignoramus.
He gave her one of those blood-igniting smiles. ‘Only when I want it to be,’ he replied in a much higher register, still backed with all the power of years of vocal training. ‘My natural speaking voice is lower than my singing voice,’ he added, in the deeper tones she’d heard at first. ‘That’s not uncommon.’
She felt herself blushing. ‘I’m sorry. I can’t believe I said that. I’m new and still have a lot to learn. The regular members of the company are used to my dumb remarks by now, but I should have spared you.’
He laughed, and even though Jessie was convinced, after her faux pas, that it was at her rather than with her, it was still a glorious sound. ‘Don’t worry about it. You’re a costume designer, right?’ he said. ‘I don’t understand how you do what you do, either—I’m color-blind, I’ve got the design sense of a wombat, and I can’t sew on a button—but I do appreciate someone who dresses me up and makes me look good.’ He winked. ‘I’ll look forward to chatting with you more during fittings. Maybe you can finally teach me to sew on a button.’
Then he wandered away to talk to some of the other singers, leaving Jessie still flustered and repeating to herself firmly that the wink meant absolutely nothing. She would not, repeat would not, get a crush on him, although he was just as good-looking as Nelson had claimed.

She managed to keep that resolution for a couple of days.
Then she actually heard David sing.
As the costumer, she wasn’t expected to attend most rehearsals, but in the early stages, where the company was still working out its vision of the production, she found it useful to sit in on a few before she got too committed to costume sketches that just wouldn’t work. Besides, she was intensely curious about this particular production, and, to be honest, about what a countertenor sounded like.
She scrunched down in the front row of the theatre—forlorn and curiously stale-smelling now with no sets, no costumes, no special lighting—prepared to take notes on any costume ideas that popped into her head. In Handel’s day, it was perfectly manly to wear brocade and lace and accepted practice for heroes to played by high-voiced castrati, but in the 21st century the male soprano emperor and the female Ptolemy had a hip, gender-bending quality, at least on paper. Might she be able to work some of that contradiction into the costuming?
As soon as David began to sing, though, she understood there was no real contradiction.
The story was purely a coat hanger for the music, the glorious music.
And the music was designed to show off a voice like David’s.
He sounded as otherworldly as an angel, yet sensuous. She’d heard boy sopranos singing in a similar range, but their voices were light, innocent, almost disembodied. David’s voice was definitely bodied, and in a pretty damn amazing adult male body, and although it didn’t sound ‘masculine’ in any of the ways she was used to, it unquestionably was.


Excerpted from Voracious by Violet Blue Copyright © 2013 by Violet Blue. Excerpted by permission.
All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
Excerpts are provided by Dial-A-Book Inc. solely for the personal use of visitors to this web site.

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Table of Contents

Introduction • Violet Blue
To Serge with Love • Reen Guierre
Inked • Jordana Winters
Chill • Kathleen Bradean
This Flesh Has Changed Meaning • Jennifer Cross
Hands • Jean Casse
Cowboy • Rita Rollins
Rhythm Like a Heartbeat • Sophie Mouette
Pivot • Jane Black
Fluid Humiliation • Kayla Kuffs
Becky • Kay Jaybee
Electric Razor • Irma Wimple
Just Words • Donna George Storey
Galatea Breached • Thea Hutcheson
Call Me • Kristina Wright
Play Spaces • Scarlett French
Voice of an Angel • Teresa Noelle Roberts
Puffy Lips • Susie Hara
Worth It • Alison Tyler
Animals • Rachel Kramer Bussel
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