by Giselle Renarde
There's only one thing my family knows about my writing career that you probably don't: I've been published in Hustler Fantasies.
Many... many... many... times.
That's not in my bio. I don't even mention it in my publication history when I submit work to editors. Why? I guess it seems sleazy, like a giant neon sign flashing above my head: HUSTLER! HUSTLER! HUSTLER! HUSTLER!
But the truth of the matter is... I AM sleazy. I didn't start writing erotica because I was into romance. (I am NOT a romantic--just ask my girlfriend.) I started writing erotica because I was into SEX. Even now, when HAVING sex is no longer my first priority, WRITING sex still is. I don't enjoy writing mainstream fiction. Once in a while it makes a nice change, but not every day. Romance makes me gag. I like smut.
Why doesn't everyone love erotic confessions as much as I do? Last year I put out an entire anthology: Secret Confessions: 36 Erotic Encounters.
It's hard to believe there aren't any readers out there who share my taste. There's a lot to love about first-person letter-style erotica. In fact, instead of repeating myself, why don't I just share my introduction to Secret Confessions?
No naughty encounter is ever complete until you tell somebody about it. And who doesn’t feel a tingle while reading a story and wondering, “Is this true? Did that really happen?”There’s one quality that unifies all confession-style erotic stories, no matter how sweet or how kinky: they’re all written in the first person. (I did this, I did that.) For that reason, when reading these stories, we’re particularly inclined to wonder if these stories are true. The author is writing as though they were (I ate her pussy, I sucked his cock), so why wouldn’t we believe it?One of the best things about confession erotica is its unique capability to allow readers to suspend disbelief. When we hear these stories, we trust that we’re being told the truth. Even if we try to be rationally and consciously skeptical, we still believe, and there’s a bit of magic in that.So, now I’m sure you’re wondering about the confessions in this collection. Are they true? Are they fiction? The answer is yes. Some stories are entirely fictional, pure fantasy. Others draw on real events, but aren’t entirely accurate. Of course, names have been changed, to protect the “innocent” parties.Some stories are true, some are false, some are somewhere in between. Does it spoil the fun that I’ve made this confession? I don’t think so. I still haven’t told you which are which.Giselle Renarde