I’ve had this book for a while, and I had a hard time finishing it, not only because it didn’t make stars but because having a broken heart makes me less horny. It’s odd, I know. So I started reading this book and it was difficult for me to get a feel for it. I mean, I liked the title and the cover image, but what exactly is erotica for women anyway? I think it’s kind of an arbitrary description of soft-core erotica, right?
It took me a while but I eventually realized that the theme here is fantasies had by women so most of the stories are essentially characters getting really worked up because their fantasies are finally coming true and I can appreciate that because I think far too much. Others, however, simply appear to be fantasies of the actual authors because there isn’t a solid mention of how the fantasy element plays into it.
Because the stories are all about fantasy, there is a lot of sex with strangers and in places where the character would not normally have sex. However, the novelty soon wears off — at least, it did for me. There were a couple of stories that did stand out, including one about sex with the IT guy and another that culminated in sex as a cemetery. Still, more stories were forgettable than not, for me. One in particular was oddly bad. It was written in an abrupt and halting way, which I suspect was done on purpose, but read in a very unsophisticated manner that didn’t do much for me.
Although this is billed as for women, there is a lot of sex. The focus here is definitely heterosexual; although, there are a couple group scenarios. A few of the stories involve light bondage but PIV and oral sex seem to be the most common sexual acts. All in all, Lust: Erotic Fantasies For Women just wasn’t different enough from the typical erotica anthology and, apparently, I like different.